One could actually hear a hint of loneliness in Inaba's cold tone in Tsukimi. "But I am somewhat interested in Tsukimiri-san, so please go easy on me." Uchiha Ming changed his previous lazy look and spoke seriously. Tsukimi Inaba nodded, put away his bamboo sword, and squatted behind the starting line of the stadium again. "Uchiha-san, you need to go to the locker room first to change into your kendo uniform and protective gear..." "unnecessary." Seeing that Matsudaira Chiyo was still hesitant, Uchiha Ming smiled and said in a relaxed tone: "Minister Matsudaira, you have also seen Tsukimi-san's sword control ability. She will not hurt me." Is that right? Your expression actually tells you that Yue Jianli can't hurt you. Seeing that Uchiha Ming was really insistent, Matsudaira Chiyo couldn't just drag him to the locker room like she did to Tsukimiri before.
Seeing Uchiha Ming walking towards him lightly with only a bamboo sword in hand, Tsukimi Inaba also began to take off his visor, unfastened his waist belt, took off his armor and hakama, and sat on the paulownia floor with his bare feet. "Tsukimiri-san, why aren't you wearing protective gear either?" Matsudaira Chiyo, who volunteered to be a temporary referee, said helplessly, holding her forehead. "If he doesn't wear it, I won't wear it either. And there's no need." Inaba's face remained calm in Tsukimi, and he still spoke sparingly with his words. "You two are really problem children. Okay, Tsukimi-san, you should be careful during the competition. Don't use those extremely aggressive slashes." After witnessing Tsukimi Inaba's magical sword-controlling ability with her own eyes, Matsudaira Chiyo believed that even if Uchiha Ming knew only a little about kendo as he said, he would not be a match for Tsukimi Inaba. I'm afraid he will be knocked down by his bamboo sword like everyone else before him. After Uchiha Ming and Tsukimi Inaba saluted face to face, they looked at her carefully for the first time. After taking off the ill-fitting armor and bulky hakama, Tsukimi Inaba's body became even smaller than when he saw it from outside the stadium. Seen from the front, the left eye on Tsukimi Inaba's little face is lifeless and the pupil is out of focus, like a bottomless pool of cold water, which makes people feel a little creepy when looking at it. But eyes like these and a petite body like this, combined together, give her an almost invincible power in the way of the sword. This is really abnormal! That's why Uchiha Ming decided to personally test the witch's ability. Inaba's starting posture in Tsukimi is still the lower part posture that has not changed for thousands of years, while Uchiha Ming holds the sword with both hands, his front hand tightly grasping the hilt, and his back hand loosely holding the sword, with the tip of the sword hanging down and slightly tilted to the right, with the tip of the sword pointing at Tsukimi's eyes. "Is this my flat blue eyes? Uchiha-san is also a natural Rishin-ryu?" There was a hint of doubt in Matsudaira Chiyo's eyes. She waved her hand and said "start". Then she withdrew from the competition area after receiving the order. Uchiha stood up and slid his feet, making a triangle step and sliding directly to the left side of Tsukimiri. The bamboo sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward, and with a flash of lightning, the sword pierced towards Tsukimiri's chest. "Shrink the Earth?!" Matsudaira Chiyo couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. Except for the different direction, Uchiha Ming's thrust was simply a replica of her previous attack.
And judging from the familiar moves used by Uchiha Ming, they are from the same school. Shrinking the earth sounds magical, but it is nothing more than taking advantage of people's blind spots. However, this technique was completely ineffective on Tsukimi Inaba, who had a disability in his right eye. Naturally, it was even less effective on Zuo, who had a wider field of vision. Sure enough, Tsukimi Inaba slightly turned her body as if she had foresight, and the bamboo sword almost brushed past her body. After missing the attack, Uchiha Ming immediately jumped and leaped back several steps like a monkey jumping over a ravine to create distance and get out of the attack range of Tsukimi Inaba's bamboo sword. Tsukimi Inaba had no intention of pursuing, and seeing this, Uchiha Ming immediately launched an attack again, using the same footwork as before, jumping left and right, his body moving flexibly, changing one tricky angle after another, and slashing one real and fake blow after another. But even though Uchiha Ming's bamboo swords were endless and slashed from all directions, they could not touch the corner of Tsukimi Inaba's clothes. "Tiger!" Uchiha Ming roared and used the representative cutting move of Beichen Ittoryu. Chapter 74 Chapter 075 The Battle of Eyes Beichen cuts with one sword! The cut hit Tsukimi Inaba, seemingly splitting her in two. But upon closer inspection, it was just an afterimage. Tsukimi Inaba had already leisurely moved away from the attack range. Uchiha Ming also took a few steps back, holding the sword with both hands in the posture of Xia Gou. Of course Uchiha Ming did not use his full strength. He just used the speed and strength of an ordinary high school boy. But even so, he felt a strong sense of disharmony during the game. Tsukimi was always able to dodge Uchiha Ming's bamboo sword one step ahead, and even evade before the attack was launched. "Is this the legendary pre-reading, mind's eye, or pre-pre-reading?" "Although I know a lot of schools of thought, I am disappointed that they are not comprehensive enough. There is no need to compare them anymore." Tsukimi Inaba said calmly, holding the hilt with both hands, putting the bamboo sword at his waist, hanging it behind him, and assuming the starting posture of the witch's knockdown. "I think so." These kendo styles that were temporarily copied using the Sharingan were really flashy and useless to him. Uchiha Ming, who had no knowledge of swordsmanship before, was able to cut off bullets with the eyesight of the Sharingan and agility that simply surpassed the limits of mortals. Even if those who had honed their swordsmanship for decades had a higher level than him, they would not be able to do such a thing. This is the huge difference between mortals and extraordinary people. Kendo is just a toy to Uchiha Ming. "The witch's knockdown?" Uchiha Ming's pupils shrank, then he laughed, gave up all the fancy kendo techniques, and returned to the starting point. A Tangzhu strike, that is, a direct frontal chop, came down on Tsukimi Inaba's little head with great force. “Too careless!” Matsudaira Chiyo couldn't help but blurt out that the level of kendo displayed by Uchiha Ming was far beyond her expectations, but it was only at the level of qualifying for the national high school competition, which was far less amazing than the Kendo Witch. Originally, with Uchiha Ming's performance, he should have been able to drag on for a few more rounds, but Tang Zhu's attack was straight and direct, and he would undoubtedly be knocked down and disarmed by the witch. "Snapped!"
A bamboo sword flew high up, and a second later it fell to the ground with a crackling sound. Inaba in Tsukiri clenched his hands, blinked his empty and confused left eye, and the bamboo sword in his hand disappeared. "noodle." The bamboo sword in Uchiha Ming's hand gently tapped on Tsukimi Inaba's little head. "What's going on?" Chiyo Matsudaira and Senior Tsuda looked at each other in shock. Why was it that after the witch's sword was knocked down, it was Inaba's bamboo sword in Tsukimi that was knocked down instead? In that instant of lightning and fire, only Uchiha Ming and Tsukimi Inaba understood what had happened among those present. When Tsukimi Inaba was about to use the Witch's Knife to knock away Uchiha Ming's bamboo sword, Uchiha Ming flipped the sword and collided with the tip of Tsukimi Inaba's sword, and used the momentum to knock her bamboo sword away instead. "Witch's Beatdown, it seems I should change my name, after all, I am a boy." Uchiha Ming chuckled and put away the bamboo sword. Tsukimi Inaba raised her little face and stared at Uchiha Ming with her unfocused pupils, without saying a word. "This move is actually not difficult. This is not a competition of sword skills, but a battle of eyes." Uchiha Ming leaned over and whispered in Tsukimi Inaba's ear: "It seems that my eyesight is better than Tsukimi-san's." "You are a lot like me." Tsukimi Inaba slightly raised the corners of his mouth, although the smile was as faint as bubbles under the sun and floating light on the snow. "I wonder if Tsukimi-san has time later. There are things I want to discuss with you alone." "Dating?" "Let's just leave it at that." Uchiha Ming said with a smile. "What date? Tsukimiri-san is still so young. This is a crime!" At this time, Matsudaira Chiyo had already come over with Senior Tsuda. When she heard these two words, she glared at Uchiha Ming. Then she smiled at Tsukimi Inaba and said: "Tsukimiri-san, you can't be fooled by such a man with a pool of noodles... Blood! Tsukimiri-san, your mouth..." A hint of red appeared at the corner of Inaba's mouth in Tsukimi! Not only that, her nose also began to bleed profusely, and blood continued to flow out of her mouth and nose. Matsudaira Chiyo was horrified and quickly took out the handkerchief she carried with her to wipe Tsukimi Inaba's face. But no matter how she wiped it, the bleeding wouldn't stop. Matsudaira Chiyo was so scared that she didn't know what to do, so she asked Uchiha Ming to pick her up and take her to the infirmary. "Why is there so much blood? Uchiha, take her to the infirmary! No, take my car to the hospital!" But Tsukimi Inaba covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, waved his hand, and pointed to the shoulder bag in the corner. Uchiha Ming understood and took the shoulder bag immediately. In Tsukimi Inaba opened the zipper, and inside were a bunch of colorful bottles and jars with English labels. She took out a can, took out a few capsules, and swallowed them directly with the blood in her mouth. Then after looking up his head for dozens of seconds, Tsukimi Inaba finally lowered his head. There were still traces of blood on his young face that had not been wiped clean. His skin, which was originally white and almost transparent, was now even paler and bloodless, making him look a little sickly.
"Tsukimiri-san, are you okay? Were you injured during the competition just now?" Matsudaira Chiyo asked cautiously. "No, it's just a minor problem that happens occasionally." Tsukimi Inaba continued to wipe his face with the handkerchief without changing his expression. After wiping his face clean, he folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket. "Since I lost, according to the agreement..." "Let's not talk about it for now. Let's go to the hospital first. I'm worried about you like this." "Need not." Tsukimi Inaba said coldly. Suddenly, she fell to the ground with a look of pain on her face. Tsukimi Inaba was half-kneeling on the ground, pressing the left back of her neck with her right hand. Beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her teeth were chattering. Everyone present was shocked, and Chiyo Matsudaira picked up her cell phone and was about to call the driver to come over. Even Uchiha Ming was no exception, because in Tsukimi Inaba an evil and cold chakra burst out! "I feel it! It can't be wrong!" Tsukimi Inaba suddenly raised his head and looked towards the west, and his usually indifferent tone suddenly became excited. She jumped quickly to the corner of the kendo field, picked up the sword bag, and rushed out. There was only an invisible afterimage left as she disappeared in front of everyone. …… "Hmm, did we pass through Bunkyo District just now?" A black luxury car covered with a black one-way transparent film was driving on Tokyo Expressway No. 5, heading south towards Chiyoda Ward. The 'man' wearing a black hood and a white coat in the middle of the back seat of the luxury car asked the bodyguard in a black suit beside him in a hoarse voice like a venomous snake. The hands handcuffed with silver handcuffs were covered with white scales. Chapter 75 The Art of Immortality "No, please, please, please, no, don't talk, talk..." The burly, strong and broad-shouldered bodyguard in a black suit sitting on the left side of the white coat had a pale face, cold sweat on his forehead, and his teeth were chattering as he spoke stutteringly. His butt subconsciously moved towards the car door, and one hand couldn't help but press on his bulging lower back. The burly bodyguard in a black suit sitting on the right side couldn't hide the fear in his eyes, and his body was almost pressing against the right door. There was a large space on both sides of the people in white coats sitting in the back row. This was a serious dereliction of duty on the part of the two black-suited bodyguards. According to the previous practice of bringing guests to meet the master, not only must they be searched beforehand, but they must also wear a black hood and handcuffs before getting on the car. In the car, they should also be tightly sandwiched between two burly men in black suits to monitor any unusual movements. However, the guest this time was not a human at all. Under that black hood, there was undoubtedly some kind of monster! Sitting in the same carriage with it is like putting your head into the open mouth of a lion or jumping into a pond full of crocodiles. It is instinctively fearful.
Even if the other party was handcuffed, they all carried pistols and did not feel safe at all. "Kurosaki-kun, is the air conditioning in this car turned too low? Look how cold these two bodyguards are." The man in the white coat, who was wearing a black mask and whose face could not be seen, laughed in a hoarse, hissing voice. The two bodyguards in black suits felt a chill again, as if some slippery and cold reptile was crawling into their necks through their collars. Their faces looked extremely ugly. "Sir (teacher), please don't scare them, we'll be there soon."