I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 141
This answer made Fujii tree dumbfounded. After finally dismissing him, General Hiroi, the last player of Kanto No. [-] High School, appeared on the stage.

"Boy, I'm not one of those ordinary kendo practitioners, straight-hearted Kageru, excuse me, Hiroi Seto."

Ong Hiroi declared his name vigorously, and pointed his sword at Fujii. His target was Toun Imamura, the general of Waseda. This past grievance should be cut off by him.

"Flying swordsmanship, don't let everyone pass it on, Fujii tree."

Fujii tree reported his name seriously, his posture sank, and he held the sword behind his back. The eyes of the two intertwined, and they swung the sword separately.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Hiroi, the third senior brother who used to be straight-hearted, really had a trick, and fought against Fujii for a few moves. On the surface, he didn't lose the wind, and blocked the opponent's offensive one by one.

What did this kid grow up eating?His physique is about average, so why is he so strong!
If it weren't for Naoshin Kageliu's special Suzhen method to develop a good physique, Hiroi would not be able to block Fujii's slash so easily. He finally understood why Ueno-sensei's performance was so unbearable. This kind of strange power is not due to will Can resist.

Regardless of whether you belong to the Feitian Yujian school or other schools, I will defeat you and complete my revenge.

Hiroi clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, his heart was burning like a fire, Imamura Toun ruined his kendo career, he couldn't swallow this breath.

Breathing in calmly, Hiroi regained all his strength and raised his sword in an eight-phase stance, in order to attack more flexibly and actively.

Long Xiang flashes!
Fujii tree bent his knees, ejected, slashed from bottom to top, and rushed to Hiroi's body in the blink of an eye, and Hiroi used offense as defense, and a sword fell at the same time.

"Well!"

Hiroi, who was hit by the sword in his chest, let out a muffled grunt. His sword was a beat slower, and was dodged by Fujii, and hit the ground, causing the hard-core nylon steel blade to bend and deform, permanently damaging it.

"The strike is effective, and the Waseda army has one point."

The referee's speech made Hiroi inexplicably irritable. He threw away the obviously bent nylon sword in his hand, and went to the sidelines to replace it with a spare sword of the same specification.

Shaking his hands that were numb from the shock, Hiroi looked at Fujii again, still unmoved, Hiroi took a deep breath, and changed his hand to the next stage.

But Fujii turned his lower neck, holding the sword in the lower part with one hand, and the two slowly approached each other until the tip of the sword touched, then lifted up at the same time like lightning, and met in the middle, Fujii slid around the side, and the sword turned , cut horizontally between Hiroi's throat.

"Cough! Cough!"

This [-]% strength of Fujii tree also made Hiroi take off his helmet on the spot in discomfort, and coughed several times, which was obviously extremely painful.

"The strike is effective, and the Waseda army has one point."

The cold declaration sounded in Hiroi's ears, he raised his head, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and glared at the referee who he thought was troublesome.

It's time to end.

Fujii reversed his blade, intending to use a big move to defeat the enemy in front of him. With the experience of almost beating others to internal bleeding last time, he will only use [-]% of his strength this time.

"It's appeared. In the last round of the backhand sword stunt, Fujii has to be serious."

In the TV live broadcast room of Fuji TV, the host Nobuo Yasuda spoke seriously to the invited naive Shinto Katori Shinto-style nine-dan swordsman Otake Toshinori.

"According to the argument on the Internet, the contestant Fujiiki used the sword moves of Zatoichi, the legendary swordsman of Edo, known as the Niichimonji swordsmanship. What do you think, Mr. Otake?"

In fact, Otake Ridian was repeatedly invited by senior government officials, and he also wanted to revitalize the ancient style of swordsmanship before he agreed to appear on TV. He is in his 70s this year, and he is already unable to do what he wants. , and the headquarters of the Katori Shinto School is in Chiba Prefecture, and the competition area is not as introverted as Tokyo, so I have time to participate in the program.

Is there a blind swordsman like Zatoichi in history?Don't listen to wind is rain!
Dazhu Lidian complained in his heart, but on the surface he was very kind, and nodded seriously.

"Although the move of the reverse hand sword is rare, it still exists in the ancient style sword school. This Fujii player may use some kind of ancient style secret technique."

On the field, Hiroi shouted red-eyed and slashed down with his sword. Fujii Shu came first, and Ni Yizi cut across a ray of cold light, hitting Hiroi's legs hard, and then the sword moved upwards, hitting the middle His chin knocked off the fastened neck helmet, and he fell to the ground.

failed?My revenge, I don't even have the ability to meet the enemy, it's really ridiculous.

Hiroi looked up at the ceiling of the Kendo Gym, only seeing the dazzling white lights, when suddenly a figure broke into his sight and stretched out his hand towards him.

"You played well. You should be at the seventh level. You should take a test in a while."

Fujii tree pulled up Hiroi who was on the ground, hugged and comforted the frustrated man, as the winner, he has a magnanimous spirit.

"Thank you, I will practice hard and fight again next year."

Hiroi, who was obviously ten years older than Fujii, bowed down to salute Fujii with full respect, but when he turned his head to look at Imamura Toun who was bored on the player bench, his eyes were still sharp.

Imamura Dongyun responded with a meaningful smile.
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"Everyone, please pay attention to safety when you go back. See you at school tomorrow."

Imamura Toun, who is a kendo instructor, said to everyone.

After the victory, the members of the Waseda Kendo Club dispersed. Fujii noticed that Toun Imamura was carrying two nylon swords, and was thinking about it when Rikichi Ichikawa interrupted his thoughts.

"Let's make a tram together. I will also move to the apartment nearby where Fujii-san lives, so I can drop by in the future."

"Oh, okay, going out to dinner?"

Fujii tree and Ichikawa Rikichi walked away and left here.

In the underground parking lot of the Kendo Hall, the security guard in charge of the monitoring got up and slapped the snow-white monitor screen. It was normal just now, but why it was all broken all of a sudden.

Hiroi stayed quietly in his Honda Civic for a long time before dissipating the negative emotions in his heart. He had to go home to spend time with his wife and daughter at night, and he didn't want to bring his emotions back with him.

Turn the key to start the car, and the moment the lights come on, a black shadow flashes in front of the car.

Is it hallucination?Humans can't have this kind of movement speed, right?

He shook his head, wondering if Fujii's last blow was too heavy, resulting in a visual afterimage.

"Want to chat? Hiroi Senior Brother."

A voice sounded from the side of the driver's license window, and Hiroi turned his head, only to see the smiling face of Imamura Toun appearing outside the car door.

It's just in time, I didn't expect you to dare to find it by yourself.

Hiroi opened the door and got out of the car, and looked at Toun Imamura, whom he hadn't seen in three years. This guy's appearance remained unchanged, he was wearing dark blue casual clothes, and he was holding two nylon fighting knives for competitions, and threw one over.

"I guess, senior brother Hiroi, you must really want to compete with me to avenge the frame you were framed back then. I understand you, little brother, and I will send you to my door to ask for advice."

Imamura Dongyun took a few steps back, threatening to hide the knife, dragged the knife behind him, and pointed the tip of the sword at the ground.

The anger in Hiroi's heart was ignited again. It couldn't be resolved during the game, and it could be put off the court. There are not so many rules and regulations.

"What's the use of you holding that scroll back then? Was it to frame me? I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"

Before the fight, Hiroi wanted to know the reason for the theft of the scroll. Toun Imamura damaged the beautifully decorated ancient scroll and threw it into Hiroi's bedroom. After thinking about it for three years, Hiroi couldn't figure it out. Are evil by nature, and do evil for the sake of doing evil?
"That thing? I also want to thank you, senior brother Hiroi. This good fortune is all because of you."

Imamura Dongyun raised his right hand and showed it to Hiroi for a closer look. A hideous wound that was visible to the naked eye twisted and twisted, and bursts of black smoke came out of it, which was incredible.

"The scroll summoned Tai Xu, the mighty one, and gave him the opportunity. Humans can't compare to monsters, so I am." Imamura Dongyun smiled triumphantly, and swung his sword to chop off.

"I don't plan to be a human anymore!"

Hiroi, who raised his sword to block, flew out and hit the load-bearing pillar of the underground garage, making a muffled sound.

"Look, you, who have practiced swordsmanship for more than twenty years, are no match for me, a rookie opponent who has only practiced for four years. This is the difference between humans and monsters. In terms of talent, physique, and abilities, monsters all crush humans. "

Toun Imamura completely removed his disguise, with a mad smile on his face. Hiroi, who had just struggled to get up, was knocked down by him with another sword. With a physique seven or eight times that of ordinary people, any technique is useless .

"You monster!"

Gritting his teeth, Hiroi charged forward, swung his sword vigorously, and Imamura Toun's cheek was cut with a thin cut. It turned out that the nylon knife in Hiroi's hand had been broken, and it was the steel chip in the middle that injured him.

It's better to be a monster than a human being bullied by others.

Imamura Dongyun stared at Hiroi coldly, the nylon sword in his hand pierced through Hiroi's abdomen, and the black smoke from his right hand temporarily covered the blade.

(End of this chapter)