CHAPTER 359: CHAPTER 269: THE STRANGE PERSON UESUGI

About Fujino Shozaburo.

Uesugi Sakura understood why he was dissatisfied with her—it was nothing more than her sudden arrival, her sudden position above him, and the imbalance in his heart breeding emotions of jealousy.

She wouldn’t care about his feelings; he could feel however he liked. The only thing that annoyed her was his terrible personality disturbing Hanabi’s intentions.

Did he think just because he was male, he didn’t have to apologize?

There’s no such logic.

Fujino Shozaburo walked to the center of the competition area, in front of Uesugi Sakura. To him, this 18-year-old Vice Master was an existence he absolutely couldn’t acknowledge.

A junior wanting to stand in the position of Vice Master?

On what grounds?

Now the two were facing off.

The students thought Uesugi Sakura was deliberately trying to knock some sense into Fujino Shozaburo.

Because Fujino embarrassed her in the last class, left directly, and left angrily.

And as for Fujino Shozaburo, he was always defiant toward Uesugi Sakura.

The conflict was bound to happen today.

After all, everyone knew Fujino’s bad temper. If there weren’t stronger seniors in the dojo, if you accidentally bumped into him, he would lay hands on you, grab your collar, and throw some harsh words.

Dissatisfaction with him had been accumulating, and everyone hoped the new Vice Master would properly teach him a lesson today.

People needed someone stronger to help them deal with injustice; seeing Uesugi Sakura’s performance sparring with them earlier, now they all hoped she would quickly settle things with Fujino.

Everyone was siding with the Vice Master, hoping she would teach Fujino a lesson.

Uesugi Sakura held the bamboo sword in her right hand, wearing casual clothes she put on at home. Opposite her, Fujino Shozaburo was late for training too, also wearing an ordinary black jacket.

"Since we are competing, you... aren’t you going to prepare and wear the Kendo clothes?"

Fujino Shozaburo gazed at her, saying, "Since Vice Master-san isn’t wearing it, as a student... hehe, it’s even less necessary for me."

Uesugi Sakura weighed the bamboo sword in her hand, "I’m afraid that if I accidentally injure that wooden head of yours, my 50,000 yen might not even cover your medical bills, let alone a haircut."

Fujino Shozaburo’s expression turned cold, sneering, "Vice Master-san! You’re welcome to try—"

The previously silent Tachibana Youko stood up, nodded to Uesugi Sakura, and said, "Uesugi Vice Master, no matter what, this is Bushin Hall’s dojo. For the Sword Dao match, please wear the protective gear."

Then she turned her head to the other side.

"And you too, Fujino, the same."

She feared Fujino wouldn’t follow the rules and might really use underhanded tricks, which would be a loss of decorum and go against the Sword Dao etiquette of Bushin Hall.

"No problem." Uesugi Sakura saw nothing wrong with it.

Fujino said nothing, turned sullenly, and headed to the changing area.

After they changed into protective gear and came out, even through the mask, you could see his intense disdain.

Uesugi Sakura thought at this moment, if there was a tail stuck on his backside, it must be entirely upright.

His straight posture was proud and complacent, filled with scorn.

He believed in his strength; physically, he was one step ahead of Uesugi.

Telling kids to "use common sense," they wouldn’t listen at all. Telling them "you can’t do that" is not as satisfying as giving them a beating.

Uesugi Sakura thought this was very right. Instead of preaching to him extensively, better to fight him, let him feel the pain, and then listen to the lecture. That’s how you make him remember!

She didn’t have much thought, only wanting to seek justice for Hanabi.

In Sword Dao, there is a ceremonial greeting, bowing to each other, but at this point, it’s purely for show.

Because without respect, etiquette is only superficial, used for sarcasm.

Tachibana Youko originally wanted to say a few words, but with Fujino Shozaburo’s current mood, he probably wouldn’t listen to anything.

After the ceremonial etiquette, the two moved in synchrony, slowly stepping back, holding the swords with both hands.

Just as everyone thought they would create some distance to test each other, Fujino Shozaburo attacked directly, roaring:

"Men!!"

Striking at the head right from the start, this energy, it seemed he was really serious!

Even if it’s a competition bamboo sword, the power can’t be underestimated; otherwise, they wouldn’t wear protective gear to the match.

In a flash, the tip of Fujino Shozaburo’s bamboo sword appeared on Uesugi Sakura’s forehead.

Even Uesugi Sakura’s pupils reflected the shape of that bamboo sword.

Fujino’s sudden burst of speed shocked the gathered students slightly.

This speed was very strong!

Combined with that guy’s physique, even through the mask, a single move might knock someone out, possibly even causing a severe concussion.

Everyone was clear-minded; they had been training in Sword Dao since high school, and they knew Fujino’s move was too excessive.

No matter what, he can’t strike that hard; it’s completely a brawl.

What kind of Sword Dao match is that?

It’s completely out of line.

Tachibana Youko also frowned at the margin of the competition area, feeling that this force might break the bamboo sword.

Uesugi Sakura still maintained an unhurried expression, counterattacking, accelerating instantly with both hands on the sword handle.

The downward and upward swings of two bamboo swords clashed in an instant.

With just a ’snap’, they both shattered an inch, sending splinters scattering in all directions.

Wow, how powerful... how much strength does it take?

The students surrounding the competition area were stunned, having practiced Sword Dao for so many years, never having seen two bamboo swords collide and leave only the hilt.