Yuzuru was completely unaware that a certain witch wanted him to submit to her.

He doesn't plan to discuss "philosophy of life" with the other person yet, and intends to have a proper exchange later.

As for now...

Dongdu Gymnasium.

Scene from the National College Sports Games, Kendo Competition.

The atmosphere at the scene was incredibly lively, with cheers and shouts from the audience blending together to create a powerful and exciting wave of sound.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out on the competition stage.

The figure in the white kendo uniform stood with a sword in hand, the wooden sword in his hand stopping precisely at the neck of the contestant under the mask. The movement was swift and decisive.

His name tag on his chest prominently read "Teitan," while on the back it clearly read "Yuzuru."

As the wooden sword engraved with "Ikehata" and "Hanyu" struck the opponent's vital point, the referee reacted quickly, blowing a sharp whistle at the right moment while waving a white flag.

"Teitan School scores a point after being hit in the neck!"

"That's amazing! That's amazing! Nan is so amazing! Next up is the semi-finals, right, Xiaolan?"

On the viewing platform, Sonoko shook Ran's shoulders vigorously with both hands and cheered loudly, her voice almost drowning out the noise of the scene.

Xiao Lan's eyes crinkled with joy as she nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Nan will win!"

"Yay! Nan, keep it up! Nan, keep it up!"

Sonoko couldn't contain herself any longer. She stood up from her seat, put her hands to her mouth, made a megaphone shape, and started cheering loudly like the most enthusiastic cheerleader.

The other spectators and contestants in the seats below looked at each other in bewilderment as they watched this scene.

"Did you...did you see how he made his move?"

"No, he was too fast, I couldn't see him at all!"

"Me too......"

"Tian Dong, are you confident you can beat him?"

"I?"

The contestant named Tian Dong pointed to himself with a wry smile, "President, you overestimate me. I'm at best 50/50 with him. I mean, I'll try to die only 5 times in 5 minutes."

Everyone: "......"

This year's National College Joint Kendo Competition has encountered a major "bug".

The Teitan School found these people from who-knows-where. They were previously unknown players who had never participated in a single competition, but they suddenly appeared in the round of 32 and the round of 16, and won both matches with absolute dominance.

His opponents never managed to score a single point against him.

It was so exaggerated that he became famous overnight. All the participating school contestants remembered this genius kendo boy named Yuzuru Nan.

On the other side, the president of the Teitan Kendo Club, petite and flat-chested, was blushing as she looked at Hanyu Nanasu on the competition stage and then turned to the other club members to lecture them endlessly.

"Look, look, what is a genius? Yuzuru is a genius, a once-in-a-century swordsmanship genius! You all better watch closely and learn from him."

"But President, didn't you say before that Yuzuru Hanyu is just a playboy who pays to experience life? You also said that we should show him some respect, that money talks, and try to improve his ranking so that he can have fun?"

"What did you say? What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, the club president immediately blushed, pounded his chest loudly, and adopted a righteous and indignant demeanor, "Do you really think I agreed to let Yuzuru join our kendo club because of money? That's too superficial. You don't understand my good intentions at all."

"Isn't that so...?"

"Of course not!" the club president raised his voice, speaking with conviction. "I recognized Yuzuru's exceptional talent long ago, which is why I agreed to let him join. As for the money, it's to provide you with better training equipment and improve the overall strength of our kendo club! It's all for the future of the kendo club!"

"......"

"The club president is awesome!!!"

"Ahem, keep it low-key, let's watch the game."

After a short break, the competition resumed on the competition stage.

But, in less than 10 seconds.

The Beika School contestant, who was already completely stunned, was hit by his male companion again.

The referee blows the whistle.

"Hit the vital point! Victory!"

"Teitan School's contestants advanced smoothly with a score of 5-0. They will represent Teitan in the semi-finals in Osaka next Thursday. Let's give them a round of applause and wish them the final championship!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Yuzuru bowed slightly to the audience, his elegant posture exuding an innate air of nobility, which immediately drew enthusiastic cheers from the girls.

The Beika School athlete opposite him also came to his senses, took off his mask, and shook his head in distress. "Still can't do it? Yuzuru, you are indeed very strong, so strong that it is beyond our reach. I hope you can win the final championship. It would be an honor to compete against you, even if I lose."

In this way, he could comfort himself by saying that he had just encountered the champion earlier than expected, and it was not shameful to lose to such an opponent.

Thank you.

Yuzuru smiled slightly, his expression gentle.

The opponent was indeed very strong, but unfortunately, he encountered a genius like himself who "studied hard and practiced diligently," so his defeat was not unjust.

In fact, he really relied entirely on his talent and skills in these few matches.

With former Kendo Queen Shizuka Ikenami as his teacher, Hanyu Nan's swordsmanship improved rapidly. He didn't even need to use the famous sword Kenko Maru; he could easily defeat his opponents with just his reaction and skill.

Just like Ran and Kazuha, they rely solely on the skills they have acquired through their daily practice when participating in karate and aikido competitions, without using any external assistance.

Yuzuru Hanyu naturally had to learn from them.

However, after being enhanced multiple times, his physical abilities and reflexes are slightly beyond those of ordinary people...

Step down from the competition stage.

"Nan, you're amazing!"

Sonoko was the first to rush forward, waving a homemade support flag with the words "Kusun God will win" crookedly written on it.

Xiao Lan followed closely behind, her eyes filled with pride: "Thank you for your hard work, Nan. You did an outstanding job."

She watched her boyfriend improve little by little.

When practicing swordsmanship at the villa, she was responsible for being the sparring partner. Sonoko originally wanted to be the sparring partner as well, but she gave up after practicing twice.

For no other reason...

This is so unfair! Sonoko is about to cry. We agreed on a sword fight, so why is she the only one who keeps picking up swords?

I'm not playing anymore, it's boring!!!

.........

.........

(Hehe~ I have some good news to tell you all.)

From October of last year to March of this year, almost half a year, and after countless revisions, the young author's book was finally released from its "black box" (a metaphor for being locked in a dark room for a long time)! It was truly an incredibly difficult journey...

Happy ヾ(≧O≦)〃Aww~）