armyinform Chapter 674 Protective Amnesia
Chapter 674 Protective Amnesia
Chapter 674 Protective Amnesia
Although he had made up his mind to defeat the senior brother of Beichen Ittoryu today, when the other party showed goodwill, Hojo Kyosuke still smiled and expressed his gratitude, and rejected it cleanly.
"Boy, if you need to be hospitalized and ask for leave from school, I can testify for you that you were indeed injured by me in a competition. But if I can cure your arrogance, I'm sure your parents will be grateful to me."
Nishimura Ryuta on the opposite side shouted arrogantly, but this guy was fully dressed in protective gear.
Some people off the field couldn't help but laugh when they heard this, including Hojo Kyosuke's loyal subordinates.
Eikichi Onizuka and others applauded exaggeratedly, giving their best wishes to Ryuta Nishimura for his courage and awareness.
"Good job Nishimura, we will take care of sending you to the hospital later."
"Leave it to us!"
Over there, Chief Inspector Takenaka asked Miyamizu Mitsuha with some concern:
"Do you really not need protective gear, Hojo-kun? If you need it, you can use mine. His body shape should be similar, and the protective gear is almost brand new."
He was also a disciple of Beichen Ittoryu, so naturally he had the corresponding instruments stored in the dojo, but he hadn't used them for a long time.
"Haha~"
Sanye chuckled, her posture graceful and light. She looked at the big boy in the field and said softly.
"Kyosuke is indeed arrogant sometimes, and arrogance is a disease. Once you are infected, you can never stop. In order to support this arrogance, Kyosuke has gained enough strength."
"That Mr. Nishimura Ryuta is like a cockroach."
The girl spoke frankly, and the pride she displayed at that moment made the important people around her confirm that the two were indeed a couple.
"Cockroaches may have some annoying tricks, but unless they are hiding underground they can be crushed with just a gentle foot."
Superintendent Takenaka nodded: "I see."
He didn't say anything else. If his girlfriend wasn't worried, then he must be confident. Why should he worry? What made him even more satisfied was the man standing in the middle of the field. Even in the face of Nishimura Ryuta's provocation, he didn't respond at all. His face was calm and his eyes were as deep as the sea, which formed a sharp contrast with his previous arrogance.
This coincides with what Mitsuha Miyamizu said, that Hojo Kyosuke's arrogance is just a side effect of his strength, not a mask to cover up his fragile heart.
The fifth generation swordsman Chiba Seinosuke was still the referee. No one would question the judgment of this old swordsman who was awarded the honor of tenth degree in kendo ten years ago. Moreover, there were so many swordsmen around, and everyone was quite strong. The referee was more of a host for the competition.
"I will be the referee for this trial match."
Chiba Seinosuke nodded to both parties and introduced himself solemnly, which was also a matter of course. Although his Ryuushikai was a normal competition, it was just a milder challenge, and was hosted by the dojo.
Hojo Kyosuke bowed slightly to the old man to show his respect, but Nishimura Ryuta was a little unwilling. He was a little unconvinced of his previous loss and felt that he was unfairly judged. Otherwise, the disciple of Beichen Ittoryu would never have been able to beat him.
"present!"
Both sides saluted with bamboo swords, and then the competition began.
On the sidelines, Kunou Tenin, who had previously fought against Nishimura Ryuta, asked worriedly, "Big Brother, do you think that Hojo Kyosuke can win? He doesn't even wear protective gear..."
"Snapped--!!"
Before Kunou Tenon finished speaking, a clean and sharp chopping sound was heard in the main arena. He turned his head quickly and saw Nishimura Ryuta's two hands holding the bamboo sword collapse weakly, while Hojo Kyosuke had raised the bamboo sword again.
"Snapped--!!"
The flexible bamboo sword hit Ryuta Nishimura's visor directly. Even the bystanders could clearly feel the huge force. Nishimura, who was hit on the head, fell to his knees.
"What!?"
wow——
The scene that happened in the field made many people stand up in shock.
boom--
There was a dull sound of falling to the ground, and only Hojo Kyosuke was left standing, still holding his resentment. Nishimura Ryuta fell on his back.
"what happened?!"
Kunou Tenyin asked Daidoji Shoji beside him in disbelief. It’s not that he didn’t see it, but on the contrary, he saw it but couldn’t believe it.
Daidoji Masashi's expression was also extremely serious at this time:
"Cut it out! Hojo Kyosuke used just one cut to break down all of Nishimura Ryuta's defenses, and then used Karatake (straight chop to the head) to hit him in the face."
He looked at the man standing in the field, with a strong shock in his eyes. There was no problem with Hojo Kyosuke's combo, but the problem was...
"too fast!"
"What is that? The method of shrinking the earth?"
"No, it was just pure speed. One knife chopped Nishimura's hand, and then another knife chopped Nishimura's face in an instant."
"The power was great. Nishimura was clearly in a defensive posture, but he couldn't hold the sword when he was chopped by Hojo, so he opened his middle door and sent his head out."
"Hiss... no wonder I don't need to wear protective gear."
The onlookers were talking about it. They were all good at kendo, but because of their strength, they were even more shocked by Hojo Kyosuke's strength.
In the field, Nishimura Ryuta fell on his back with his upper body on the ground with his knees. People who were close to him were already shouting, "Ah, he rolled his eyes."
"Dead, Nishimura is dead!"
Hojo Kyosuke just stood there with his bamboo sword in hand, not saying anything, nor urging the referee to declare victory, but just looking at Nishimura Ryuta quietly.
Neon Kendo advocates a one-hit kill, so even if it is not a formal competition but a trial match, the rules of the competition are followed, and if a specific part is hit, the opponent will be judged as the loser. However, since it is an exchange, there is a certain amount of room for maneuver. If the loser is not convinced, he can ask for another match, but whether to accept the challenge depends on the willingness of the other party.
Ryuta Nishimura, who was lying on the ground, felt dizzy and his eyes were a little swollen.
It's so noisy, which bastard is around the corner?
Dead? Who died? Nishimura? Who is Nishimura?
Oh, so I am Nishimura, and I am dead.
Ryuta Nishimura, with a groggy head, couldn't figure out for a moment why he died.
It took him a long time to remember that he was competing with Hojo Kyosuke.
Yes, we can’t rest like this any longer, we have to teach this little brat a lesson.
Thinking of this, Nishimura opened his eyes and straightened up with great effort. He realized that he was kneeling on the spot, and then he reacted.
Ah, it turns out you are still in the process of paying your respects.
So he stood up quickly, but his head felt so heavy. However, his steps were light and he felt like he was about to fly.
Great, it's a breakthrough before the battle! My legs, you also want to trip up that arrogant kid, right?
Thinking of this, Nishimura gripped the bamboo sword tightly with both hands and stared closely at Hojo Kyosuke opposite him, being wary of the opponent's attack.
"Hmm? What is Nishimura doing?"
The people on the sidelines were puzzled. Nishimura had spoken so arrogantly before, but was knocked down so easily by Hojo Kyosuke. Shouldn't he have pretended to be unconscious at this time?
The person next to him saw through the confusion and said respectfully: "He hasn't given up yet! He still wants to fight!"
"Soga! I see."
"Nishimura! Good job, keep it up!"
"I misjudged you before, Nishimura, you are a true swordsman!"
People on the sidelines shouted to cheer for Ryuta Nishimura. Facing Hojo Kyosuke, who was in a completely different weight class, Nishimura still had the courage to continue fighting. It was really admirable.
Even Jiu Neng Tian Yin, who had defeated Nishimura before, was shocked and said, "I thought Nishimura was just the first despicable person who would take advantage of others' misfortune, but I didn't expect that he actually had this kind of awareness."
Suddenly, the mean Nishimura became the manly Nishimura.
Ryuta Nishimura in the field felt a little uncomfortable. The cheers from the sidelines made him feel vain, but the noisy noise made him feel like vomiting.
"Come on, boy!" he shouted.
Hojo Kyosuke opened his mouth and wanted to say something but held it back. He looked at Miyamizu Mitsuha on the sidelines and saw the same surprise in the girl's eyes. Then they both smiled in tacit understanding.
Both of them are masters of body control who have studied "artificial technical amnesia", and their scanning eyes can tell the condition of Nishimura across from them.
Without any nonsense, he kicked the ground with his right foot and his tall figure jumped out quickly.
Ryuta Nishimura only felt a flash before his eyes, and then a bamboo sword gradually grew larger in front of his eyes, gradually filling the gap between the horizontal gold on the mask.
Why does it feel familiar? This was his last thought before he closed his eyes.
"Snapped--!!"
This time, Hojo Kyosuke didn't even use the cut-off technique, but directly used the Tangzhu move to chop Nishimura's head.
His knees went weak and Nishimura Ryuta was knocked to his knees by the heavy pressure on his head again, with his upper body leaning backwards.
"Ahhh, you're rolling your eyes again!"
"He's really dead this time! He's definitely dead!"
The two swordsmen sitting behind Nishimura shouted loudly.
"Where's the medical team? Hurry and get Nishimura-san down here."
The sixth generation Otsuka Yoichiro on the sidelines was also a little panicked. Those who were sitting on the sidelines saw it clearly. Hojo Kyosuke's slash was so powerful that even the bamboo sword was bent by him. Nishimura Ryuta was afraid that his brain was shaken evenly. But before the disciples of Beichen Ittoryu came forward to help, they saw Nishimura slowly standing up.
Huh? I fell asleep? What was I doing?
The noisy sound beside his ears made Nishimura feel nauseous and he opened his eyes with great effort. Then he saw a man in a well-dressed suit in front of him.
Who is this? How can there be such a handsome man? Qi Ke Xiu
Nishimura subconsciously clenched his bamboo sword in his right hand and slowly stood up.
"Arnold..."
He wanted to ask why he was here, but before he could say anything, he heard the howling of ghosts all around him.
"Enough! Enough! Nishimura, you've proven your courage, don't go on!"
"Nishimura-kun, you are no match for him! Just lie down and rest, you have done well enough!"
Even Nagase Ichiro, who had previously looked down on Nishimura Ryuta, was moved by Nishimura Ryuta's perseverance. He said in a deep voice:
"Nishimura-kun, leave it to me from now on. I will inherit your will!"
The old man sitting next to Miyamizu Mitsuha, Nishimura's boss, was also shocked by his subordinate's nature. He was afraid that this excellent subordinate would suffer irreparable harm if he continued to insist. He quickly stood up and walked to Nishimura's side, holding his arm and admonishing him:
"Nishimura, let me take you to the hospital. Your mind should be unclear now, right? You have behaved very well today. I have seen your awareness."
The old man has already thought of a promotion plan for Ryuta Nishimura next month. He feels that he had misjudged this subordinate before. He thought he was a narrow-minded guy who liked to bully the weak and fear the weak, but he didn't expect him to be so strong-willed.
"Who are you? You're so annoying. I'm going to throw up after listening to you talking so much!"
Nishimura Ryota directly waved his hand and pushed the old man beside him away, extremely impatient, and he even retched after he finished speaking. He really wanted to vomit, and his brain was almost chopped into a whole by Hojo Kyosuke's two bamboo shoots.
"Forehead……?"
The boss was stunned. His subordinates have really changed today. Have they become more courageous and assertive?
After a moment of silence, everyone chose to respect Ryuta Nishimura's wishes and let him become a true warrior.
Hojo Kyosuke was naturally willing to help.
Nishimura couldn't figure out what was going on, but his body memory made him hold the bamboo sword with both hands.
The fifth generation leader Chiba Seinosuke once again announced the start of the competition.
Hojo Kyosuke took a step forward and chopped Nishimura's head in front of his innocent eyes.
"boom--!!"
Ryuta Nishimura never stood up again.
For today's event, the dojo had invited a doctor who usually cooperated with them. The doctor pulled Nishimura's eyes and looked at him, and loudly announced that he had a severe concussion. This was not because the doctor was highly skilled, but because any normal person would know that being hit in the head by Hojo Kyosuke's three-style bamboo chop would definitely cause a concussion.
After Nishimura was carried away, people in the venue were still recalling Nishimura's heroic and resolute figure.
"Wait a minute, something's wrong, Nishimura is definitely not such a tough guy!"
A swordsman who was a doctor suddenly shouted. He recalled Nishimura's dazed look when he stood up for the last time, and the way he looked when he stood up for the second to last time, and confirmed his guess.
"That Nishimura guy, I'm afraid he lost his memory after being hacked by Hojo-kun in the first round, right?"
As he spoke, he explained to the people around him the relationship between concussion and retrograde amnesia.
When everyone heard what he said, they all recalled Ryuta Nishimura's performance just now.
"hiss……"
In an instant, the sound of people gasping for air could be heard in the dojo. The dojo, which was already hot due to too many people, instantly became even hotter because all the cool air was sucked away.
The look in everyone's eyes when they looked at Hojo Kyosuke changed from shock to horror.
"Is this the Amnesia Blade?"
"When Nishimura was defeated the first time, he forgot the fact that he was defeated. When he was defeated the second time, Nishimura even forgot the fact that he was the president of his company. So when he was defeated the third time, how long would Nishimura's memory have been lost?"
Hearing this, everyone first looked at Hojo Kyosuke in horror, and then looked at the person who had made an appointment to compete with Hojo Kyosuke early in the morning.
"Forget the Swordsman!"
"Forget the Swordsman!"
A strange sound was heard.
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