The Two Front Teeth
She's already starting to think about how to celebrate Kudo Mitsunobu's victory later.
"George!"
Seeing George Shion fall to the ground, Ichijo Masaki shouted.
Ichijo Masaki had witnessed the entire process of George Shion being knocked down out of the corner of his eye. He wanted to help George Shion relieve the pressure, but he was now in a precarious situation himself.
"Xiao Gang, well done!"
"Just charge in and end the fight."
Kudo Mitsunobu directly gave Jumonji Takeshi a major instruction: having already lost George Shion, the Third High School's stone monument was like an empty place to Jumonji Takeshi.
P. S.: Please vote and follow! Going back to writing now, so tired.
The next world is DanMachi!
Chapter Sixty-One: Two Front Teeth
Responding to Kudo Mitsunobu's words was the figure of Jumonji Takeshi, as swift as a cheetah.
At the same time, the current released by the CAD in Kudo Mitsunobu's hand increased again. Since the Jumonji Takeshi had already ended the battle, he had no intention of continuing to play around.
"It's impossible to completely block it."
In an instant, Kudo Mitsunobu Ichijo Masaki made the necessary decision, and at the same time, he abandoned his plan to continue competing with Kushima Mitsunori in terms of strength.
He took two large steps to the left to dodge the swarm of electric snakes, and fired three shots into the ground with his black and red pistol-shaped CAD.
After a considerable period of magical clash, the distance between the two was less than 30 meters. Within such a short distance, even Ichijo Masaki, who was not good at movement magic, was confident that he could reach Kudo Mitsunobu's side within 3 seconds.
"This is really something!"
Seeing this scene on the sidelines, Retsu Kudou shook his head, feeling somewhat disappointed with Ichijo Masaki's choice at this moment.
"Teacher Kudou, what's wrong?"
The conference organizers, who were accompanying him, asked Retsu Kudou with some confusion. In their view, Kudo Mitsunobu had already gained a significant advantage, so why was Retsu Kudou shaking his head?
"Just keep watching!"
Retsu Kudou didn't explain to them why he shook his head, because if Ichijo Masaki made that choice, the battle would end very quickly.
Seeing Ichijo Masaki, who had sheathed his gun, rushing straight toward him, a hint of surprise flashed across Kudo Mitsunobu's lips.
Kudo Mitsunobu had only one thought in his mind: what intelligence gave Ichijo Masaki the feeling that his physical skills were weak and that Ichijo Masaki could subdue him through physical combat?
However, since they have already attacked, there's no reason for us not to respond.
He similarly retracted his CAD into his waistband and swung a whip kick at Ichijo Masaki's body.
Ichijo Masaki arm in defense, but was still forced back several meters by Kudo Mitsunobu's attack.
"It's so heavy!"
Ichijo Masaki gritted his teeth, his mind now occupied with only one thought. At this moment, he felt as if the arm that had blocked Kudo Mitsunobu's whip kick no longer belonged to him.
He now realizes that he made a big mistake in his choice. The intelligence report said that Kudo Mitsunobu was skilled in radiation magic, but it didn't mention that he was also skilled in physical combat.
After all, even if he maintained the previous situation, he would only lose, so he made the move to use physical skills to fight for a sliver of a chance to win.
"Don't get distracted!"
Kudo Mitsunobu took a large step forward and rushed in front of Ichijo Masaki, then pushed Ichijo Masaki's chin with a palm strike.
"Oh no!"
With Ichijo Masaki closed his eyes.
As Ichijo Masaki's handsome face became contorted, two front teeth flew out of Ichijo Masaki mouth.
"I..."
Seeing the blood seeping from the Ichijo Masaki's mouth and his two front teeth lying on the grass, Kudo Mitsunobu could only silently apologize to him.
To be fair, he really didn't intend to go that far. He only wanted to knock Ichijo Masaki unconscious, not disfigure him!
However, it was too late for him to continue mourning for Ichijo Masaki, as Jumonji Takeshi defeated the last contestant of the Third High School.
The final buzzer sounded.
The words "First High School" also shone brightly on the screen.
The guards from First High School were also baffled; he, who was originally a substitute with no hope of playing, suddenly had a chance to play.
But once on stage, I instructed myself to stand in front of the stone tablet the entire time, without even starting the CAD software, and the competition ended.
"Koushu, we won!"
Jumonji Takeshi, who had run back from the Third High School monument, also had some tears in his eyes. He had thought that he would not be able to participate in the Nine Schools Competition, which he had longed for since childhood, for the rest of his three years of high school.
In order to participate in the only Nine Schools Competition in his three years of high school, he rushed over from home overnight.
Now that he has successfully won the championship he had always dreamed of, Jumonji Takeshi feels that his high school life has been fulfilling.
"Alright, stop being so sentimental."
"Now go and receive the cheers you deserve!"
Kudo Mitsunobu patted Jumonji Takeshi on the shoulder and said with emotion.
While his complete domination of Ichijo Masaki today was certainly impressive, Jumonji Takeshi victories over the Third High School players were equally remarkable.
Looking at the stands filled with students from First High School, quite a few students were chanting the name of Jumonji Takeshi.
Retsu Kudou, who was sitting in the highest stand, nodded in satisfaction and got up to leave.
By the time Kudo Mitsunobu and the other two walked out of the players' passage, a group of students from First High School had already surrounded the entrance.
Whether they were participants in the Nine Schools Competition or casual spectators, everyone was now waiting to welcome the heroes of First High School.
"It can't be that bad!"
Kudo Mitsunobu had maintained a calm expression throughout the match, suddenly broke down in tears because of his own support team.