Nanxiang Shi promised Mai of Shrine to win the championship, so he naturally had to win the championship.

What the immortal will never agree to do.

The progress of the Men's Kendo Society can be seen.

The first time I came to Ruonan Township, I saw a group of patients who were lying on the bed.

Now this patient can not only get out of bed and walk, but also jump twice.

Although I was still sick, my physical condition improved a lot.

Whether it is kendo level or eye ability, they have improved a lot.

Now that the Kanto Conference in July is not far away, how to continue to improve the patient's health is also a difficult problem for him.

"President of Nanxiang, give it to it." A female student in a kendo uniform walked up and handed it to Nanxiang a bottle of red bean milk, showing a smile.

"Okay." Nanxiang Shi didn't refuse, so he simply accepted it.

There is no need to refuse.

The next woman, Kendo Club, saw that their president, Qixia Hanaguro, kept running towards the men's Kendo Club, so they naturally ran over to join in the fun.

They occasionally experience the additional training of the Men's Kendo Club, and there are a few girls... Oh, this girl who handed him red bean milk is one of them.

Her name is Yari Yue Aya, with dignified and elegant features. It is different from the queen iceberg aura of Mai, the Shrine. She has the temperament of a young lady, smiles without showing her teeth and has a gentle expression.

It was a bit strange when I was beaten by Nanxiang.

He will pant and blush on his face.

When I saw it in Nanxiang, I felt it was strange.

Bari Yueyan handed over the milk and left, and a group of little girls immediately surrounded her.

When they looked at Nanxiang, who was carrying bamboo swords on the other side and were not wearing swordsman uniforms, they chattered:

"Senior Sister Ba Riyue is so amazing. She can actually talk to the President of Nanxiang."

"The president of Nanxiang is so handsome! You can still see the collarbone when you hold a bamboo knife to slap people. It's so sexy...hehehe!"

"Lizi! You wipe your saliva! It's so dirty!"

"Hehe...I think it's summer, and this guy misses a little bit of a man."

"It's a pity that I can only be smoked once a day by the president of Nanxiang."

A girl with a single ponytail said regretfully.

All the girls nodded, but only Bari Yue Ling smiled quietly and said softly: "You can't bother the President of Nanxiang too much."

"knew!"

When women gather together to discuss men, they are female hooligans, and this has been the truth from ancient times to the present.

"By the way, what do President Qixiao thinks of President Nanxiang?" A girl from Kendo with a bob head turned her head and stared at Qixiao Hanabu with curious eyes.

"I don't think much." Qixiao Hanahuo replied coldly, staring at Nanxiang's movements as he held the bamboo knife.

This answer was a bit boring. After the girls calmed down, someone asked Bari Yue Ling curiously: "How do you think of the president of Nanxiang?"

"Well... I don't have much opinion in person." Bari Yueyan put the bamboo knife next to her, and replied with a smile.

If you look closely, you will find that her face seems a little abnormal and her breathing seems to be much faster.

"Do you think the Men's Kendo Club can really break through the Kanto Competition?"

A girl named Saki Kiri asked curiously.

This type of school-level competition is basically a team competition. Generally speaking, it considers the average strength of the team. There are five people in a team.

But this year, the Japanese Kendo Management Committee seems to want to make some new ideas in the team competition and release news in advance, saying that it is possible to introduce a dead-fighting system...

To be simple, as long as you have strong strength, you can break through the competition system of the opposite team alone.

This competition system is mainly prepared for the special recruitment of students from universities that focus on kendo.

The overall process is about the competition in Tokyo at the end of June, where schools that enter the Kanto Competition will be selected, and then winners will be decided between the Kanto Competition and other schools selected in the prefectures and districts.

This may seem troublesome, but in fact, the game day is only one or two days.

After all, the elimination system is adopted, and half of the team can be defeated in one round.

In the past, the Women's Kendo Club won many awards, but the Men's Kendo Club had average results.

"The president of Nanxiang is so strong, and it shouldn't be a problem to have him take the man's Kendo Club to get the second and third place."

Someone next to him responded.

This answer has also been recognized by others.

The men's Jiandao Club has helped Nanxiang, which has indeed improved a lot. Maybe they can really get a good ranking this year.

As for their female kendo club...

This makes you not worry about it.

Qixiao Hanahuo is a master with the qualification of "Divine Heart and Wisdom" without wisdom.

There is absolutely no problem in entering the Kanto Competition from Tokyo!

They were chattering over there, and then they saw Mai, the Shrine, coming in from outside, and not knowing what to say to Nanxiang.

"What is the relationship between the Shrine classmate and the President of Nanxiang?"

"There is probably only the president of Nanxiang who can talk to the Shrine classmate in school? Last time I talked to the Shrine classmate, she looked so scary."

"Hate! I don't think of men anymore. Now even women are starting to think of them?"

"So what the hell is they? Are they lovers?"

A slight sound came out here.

It attracted the attention of Nanxiang.

Bari Yueyan smiled and looked at Nanxiang Times with apologetic eyes.

Mai Ksung Mura didn't care about their discussions. She sat on the bench with her slender legs, thinking while watching the men's Kendo Club train.

Ishikami Kazuya couldn't help but whisper: "Student of the Shrine... You are like this... We are a little bit hard to train..."

"Um?"

"It is our honor for the Shrine classmates to watch us train like this! I firmly oppose any disagreement!"

Kazuya Ishikawa also raised his hand and spoke righteously.

"I just want to see the training of the Men's Kendo Club." Mai Khan held her face and yawned, saying this in a tone of "What's wrong with walking in my back garden?"

Then she frowned and shook her head: "It seems that it's not OK."

Mai, Khanguchi, hugged her chest: "From now on, I want you to come out on Saturday and Sunday and practice hard."

"Why--?"

As soon as the tyrant of the Shrine Mai appeared, he was about to deprive the men of the holidays of everyone in the Kendo Club.

There is only one reason: she wants to see the Men's Kendo Club win the championship.

Who can accept this?

So everyone looked at Nanxiang with the savior's eyes.

Feeling their gaze, Mai Khan frowned her beautiful eyebrows, but said nothing.

"It's a good idea."

In the time of Nanxiang, he did not object to Mai of the Shrine.

The Kanto Championship has no value

"That's it."

Mai Ksunami did not hesitate to impose high-pressure policies.

"I hope everyone present can come to Qiucheng High School early on Saturdays and Sundays. Or..."

"Or?" someone asked.

"Or it is also a way to ask the servants of the Shengong family to go to your home to 'invite' you all over here."

Mai Khan yawned lazily and gracefully, and said as if nothing had happened: "I have asked someone to get your home address, family member composition, and family work place. Some of the parents work under the Shengong family. Some senior graduates have also obtained the volunteers for further studies..."

"I hope you can work hard with our student union seriously, let us work together to win the championship...I don't want to be disappointed."

She has no intention of speaking, but what she says cannot be ignored at all.

He looks like a great nobleman and a big capitalist.

What would happen if she didn't win the championship...if she was disappointed?

The members of the men's Kendo Club began to practice again.

This enthusiasm made Nanxiang nod.
To be continued...