บท 570: Chapter 567: One Incident After Another

"How many points?"

Bi Fang, with a stalk of reed in his mouth, cradled his spear and leaned against a tree, his gaze fixed intently on the scoring official. The reed in his mouth kept waving as if it was about to shoot out and stick into someone's neck.

March was the best season to eat reed stalks, by July they were too hard and prickly to eat, they would make your nose bleed.

Ikeda marked off the score with trembling hands, large beads of sweat dropping from the temples. He felt as if there was a sharp blade hanging over his neck, its edge menacing.

"Is it that hot?"

Ikeda forced a smile, "No, not at all."

Bi Fang looked up at the sun. Although it was midsummer, he was under the shade of a tree, so it really shouldn't be sweaty enough to soak through your shirt, right?

The young people nowadays really are becoming weaker.

"So, how many points?"

From the side, Chaki Shintaro shouted, "One hundred and nineteen centimeters!"