Things did develop in a strange direction.
As the initiator, Ji Wushuang had no intention of betting. She happily asked Tian Xue for paper and pen, and started to get up early to write notes.
Chun Cha took out his notebook, and Tian Xue took out his pen and asked, "What do you want these for?"
"I'll tell you later!" Ji Wushuang said and began to draft documents.
After a while, he took the written receipt and ran between the two duellists, "Okay, I've written the receipt for you. Now I need you to sign it."
Yataro was very happy and signed his name, then rubbed some blood on his wound and pressed his fingerprint.
After the fingerprints were pressed, Yataro's eyes when he looked at Ji Wushuang changed from sinister to greedy, and he said: "Don't worry, Miss Ji, I will be merciful and will not kill your teacher." But this The next time he spoke, he was much softer and no longer as irritable as before.
Ji Wushuang pouted, "No need!" After saying that, he went to Xu San, "Teacher, it's your turn."
He originally wanted to have a duel and kill a Japanese in an honest and fair manner, but in the end he was led astray by this unlucky kid.
Seeing Xu San signing, Ji Wushuang said cheerfully: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I found you a pretty girl who is eighteen years old, so you don't have to watch movies secretly alone. Of course You can also ask her to draw the curtains for you."
Ignoring her, Xu San felt that if he talked to her again, something might happen.
After signing, it was time to press fingerprints, but Xu San was not injured, so what about the blood?
I sighed, I was supposed to pass the level without any injuries, but in the end...
He pulled out the sword from his waist and gently rubbed it with his finger. His finger was cut open, and then a drop of crystal blood rolled down the blade to the ground.
hp-1.
He rubbed his fingers and pressed on his name.
"Done!"
Ji Wushuang took the written receipt, ran to Tian Xue, and briefly explained the bet to him.
Several other people did not understand Japanese, so they were watching a foreign movie without subtitles from beginning to end.
But after hearing Ji Wushuang's words, several people immediately opened their mouths and couldn't close them for a long time.
After a long time, Tian Xue said, "Wushuang, I just pushed you out like this. If he loses, what will you do?"
"Lost..." Ji Wushuang scratched his head, "I never thought about it!"
Tian Xue was angry. She wasn't familiar with Ji Wushuang, nor did she know her character well, but she didn't expect this girl to have such a personality.
This is because you don't take yourself seriously at all, it's all based on preference.
"If he loses, you will be killed by the Japanese..." Chun Cha whispered from the side.
"It's okay, just treat it like a mosquito bite, and I think my teacher will definitely win!" Ji Wushuang still said happily, confident in Xu San's honey.
Your teacher, your teacher, you are such a quick teacher. I think this fake thing will soon become real.
But thinking about it, the teacher is pretty good.
At least it's a teacher-student relationship, unlike before where things were unclear and made me scared and worried.
But if Xu San wins this time, there will be one more Miya child...
Thinking of this, Tian Xue felt nauseated in her heart. What was disgusting was that she had just chased away a sneaky cat, and in the blink of an eye, a mouse came.
But these worries are secondary. Tian Xue is most worried about Xu San's safety.
In the final analysis, it is still for oneself to fight against the enemy.
To a certain extent, Tian Xue understands Xu San better than Ji Wushuang, because Li Si told him some things about Xu San. She could also tell from these things that Xu San was a very active person, and if he was not sure, he would not easily agree to this duel.
The two men who were preparing for a duel not far away had already reached a suitable position, stood opposite each other, and bowed to each other.
The chilling atmosphere spread as the two stood up.
Yajiro Yagyu came between the two of them again and asked loudly: "Are you two ready?"
"Okay!" Xu San said, then stepped forward and bowed, putting his hand on the handle of the knife.
The moment Xu San put his hand on the handle of the knife, everyone present felt the hairs on their hair suddenly explode. Among them, Yataro Yagyu was the worst, and he even felt a cold sweat break out on his back.
You underestimated him, Yataro thought to himself.
Just from the killing intent that emitted when holding the sword, Yataro knew that the person in front of him was not an average person, but an opponent worthy of his full strength.
Putting his hands on his waist, he held the handles of two knives at the same time.
"Qiang----Qiang----"
The two swords at his waist were pulled out at almost the same time, and then he took on the stance of the two-sword style. "For the sake of you being my future wife and teacher, I won't kill you!" Yataro said arrogantly.
"You won't kill me?" Xu San asked with a sneer.
"I have confidence in my swordsmanship. If I say I won't kill you, I won't!"
At this moment, Xu San's face was expressionless. He looked at Yataro Yagyu like a piece of wood, without any emotion. He exhaled a breath and said coldly: "The murderous weapon, the killing technique, the book title を口, the slicing technique がが事実!"
"I'm sorry."
After listening to Xu San's words, Yataro Yagyu put away all his contempt and distracting thoughts, and began to concentrate on preparing for the duel.
"Jiro, I'm ready too."
Yajiro nodded, took a few steps back, looked at Xu San's posture, and thought to himself: "Drawing sword technique?" Then he raised his right hand, "The real sword wins or loses..."
The streets too far away became quiet, and there was a sense of solemnity in the air.
The wind picked up, and everyone felt their skin tighten, reflex nerves shrink, and hair follicles close.
"start!"
As soon as the words fell, Xu San disappeared, disappearing in front of everyone.
Immediately, a shadow of Moko appeared in front of Yataro.
"Boring----------"
Immediately afterwards, a huge mournful sound of gold and iron appeared in everyone's ears, making people cover their ears involuntarily, and at the same time, there was a crack in the street lamp above their heads.
The lights flickered, flickering on and off, and Yataro's body flew straight seven or eight meters away like a slide.
The outcome is decided!
Yajiro ignored his admiration and hurriedly ran over to check on his brother's injury.
"Brother! Brother!" Yajiro shouted loudly.
"Wow!" Yataro spit out a mouthful of blood, and then a blood line appeared on his body, extending from his right waist to his left shoulder.
A large amount of blood began to gush out along the blood line. Yataro looked down at his wound and began to laugh wildly, "Haha~hahahaha~, wow~"
He spat out another mouthful of blood and then fainted.
"Call the doctor! Doctor!" Yajiro shouted loudly.
As soldiers in the water supply force, they usually have some medical background.
After they heard Yajiro's cry, they immediately ran over to check the injury, but as soon as they touched the wound with their hands, the wound cracked a bit.
A lot of blood continued to pour out.
The Japanese soldiers took out a MF and hit him immediately.
After a while, Yataro woke up, and his energy was much better due to the effect of the medicine. He looked at the two Japanese soldiers giving first aid, "It's useless. I know my own injuries. It can't be saved."
With the current medical conditions, it was indeed hopeless. The wound, which was more than two inches deep, extended from the right waist to the left shoulder.
This is only external injuries, internal injuries due to impact are not included.
Xu San slowly returned the sword to its sheath and bowed to Yataro who was lying on the ground. This was considered the last etiquette to complete the kendo duel. Then he turned to Ji Wushuang and made a gesture to ask her, a cheap student, to come over. Help yourself.
Ji Wushuang blinked her eyes and immediately understood. Then she immediately led a few people to Xu San and reached out to hold him. Then she felt her hand sink, and part of Xu San's weight was transferred.
As soon as Ji Wushuang's hand touched Xu San's arm, he felt pain like an electric shock spread throughout his body.
Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from his forehead.
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