Being pointed at with a wooden sword brings a feeling of... humiliation.
This sense of humiliation burst forth from the depths of the heart and mixed with defiance, gradually turned into anger.
"Fujino trainee," Uesugi Sakura's expression remained unchanged as she extended the tip of her sword forward, causing Fujino Shozaburo, this tall man of 1.9 meters, to feel his heart tighten and then stagger back a step, the anger within him vanishing, "I wonder if you still have any fighting spirit? If you want to continue the challenge, I'm ready anytime."
What can be done? During the time Fujino Shozaburo spent swallowing, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and his hands still felt numb, with his agitated emotions still trapped in the scene where he had been overwhelmed.
Hard to calm down.
Fujino's eyes were red, and he wanted to clench the wooden hilt of his broken wooden sword, but ultimately, feeling powerless, he reluctantly spoke out:
"I surrender."
