I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma blocked the enemy's attack.

By this time he had a clear understanding.

Ordinary people who have seen the unity of mind and skill, I am afraid that Shinya Sunya has seen a strong man wielding a sword at some time in the past.

That must be a guy with a strong soul.

Then this person, like Ping Zhongmin, realizes that I am different from that person and realizes the gulf between the two.

But unlike Ping Zhongmin who accepted Ordinary is the only answer, this person did not accept this fact.

But he didn't find a way to nurture his own powerful soul.

He is like those musicians who are stuck in a bottleneck and can't find a way to break through.

Those musicians ultimately chose the God of Music.

I'm afraid this Sunya Shinya also received similar help from somewhere.

I'm afraid that the current technology of Welfare Technology is not yet able to just pick up a person on the street and give him an entry. The person must have a strong desire.

Judging from this standard, the meaning of careers of kendo players and professional athletes is to pursue higher, faster and stronger people, and their priority should be quite high.

Understanding this, Kazuma felt a steady stream of fighting spirit pouring out of his heart.

After all, the opponent is no longer kendo players from other universities, but Welfare Technology.

The moment he mentioned this name, countless pictures appeared in Kazuma's mind.

He thought about the body that rolled out when he opened the refrigerator at Shun Nishida's house.

He thought of Sakata who fell while taking a bullet for himself.

He thought of the raging flames of Japanese yen under the old cherry tree.

The so-called integration of mind and skill means that the resonance of the soul is reflected in the sword skill, and the high-spirited fighting spirit is reflected in the sword.

Kazuma took the seemingly powerful sword strike from his opponent.

**

Tanzhoulou Boss, who was sitting in the general's position with his eyes closed and concentrating, suddenly opened his eyes.

The manager of the Kyoto University Kendo Club was arranging the props. When Tan Zhoulou opened his eyes, he said, Saya-san is inseparable from his opponent. It seems that you don't need to take action, general.

Humph, it turns out you don't know how to use swords. Tan Zhoulou looked at the manager.

The girl's hair was combed as if she had lived in the wrong era. Although she was wearing a kendo uniform, her body curves were still the same.

What do you mean? the girl asked doubtfully, From what I can see, Suya-san even has a slight advantage.

Boss Tanzhoulou stretched out five fingers: Five seconds.

The manager tilted his head: Huh?

Saya will be defeated in five seconds.

**

This way.

Kazuma blocked the attack, took a step forward in the fighting position, held the grille of his helmet against the opponent, and stared into the opponent's eyes through the two layers of iron bars.

You used welfare technology, right? Kazuma said.

I do not know what you're talking about……

That's all, guys like you are probably just pawns who have no access to the core. Kazuma's voice was calm and majestic, and without mercy, Don't you want to see the Integrated Mind Skill? Then I'll let you see it. Don’t take seriously the things you obtained through heresy!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Kazuma stepped back. The moment his retreating foot touched the ground, he adjusted his posture and rushed forward.

The loud noise made when the bamboo knife hit the armor shook the entire gymnasium.

With a well-timed blow, Shinya Hayaya stood on the spot and was not knocked away. The bamboo sword in his hand still maintained the state of trying to fend off Kazuma's attack.

He looked at Kazuma blankly: You...you...

Kiryu Kazuma stepped back, resumed his sword-holding stance, turned to the referee and said: Please raise the flag.

The referee then remembered his duty and raised his flag.

He was still afraid that he would make a move, so he looked specifically at the flag on the horse's back and made sure it was ready before raising it.

Kazuma Kiryu, two! the referee announced loudly, The University of Tokyo team wins.

The chief election officer of Kyoto University was in an uproar, but their general Hiroshi Tansurou stood up and started applauding.

He Ma carefully looked at Boss Tanzhoulou, wondering if he had anything to do with welfare technology.

At this time, Shinya Sunya suddenly burst into laughter. He raised his hand and took off his helmet and threw it on the ground.

The referee frowned: Sugu player, both parties haven't saluted yet. It's a foul for you to take off your equipment!

It doesn't matter, anything like this is fine.

Shinya Hayaya stared at Kazuma with his prominent goldfish eyes: I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years. Look at the calluses on my hands!

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and spread his fingers. Even from this distance, Kazuma could clearly see the countless calluses on his hands.

Those were the hands of a swordsman who put even Kazuma to shame.

Kendo, when I was a kid, I thought the competition was about whoever worked harder would win. I always easily killed those who didn't work as hard as me. When I was in elementary school, I was always the strongest in kendo in the school, and I even won the regional competition. of victory.

I have always thought this way after I entered junior high school. Those opponents who were able to beat me hard at the county meeting must have worked harder than me! So as long as I work harder and go back, I will be as successful as I was in elementary school. !

Although I never won a county meet during my entire junior high school days, my belief never wavered! It wasn't until my high school days that a kid came to the school's elementary school who was idle all day long.

Kazuma could already guess the next direction at this time.

Tanzhoulou Boss suddenly said: Sugu, stop being so stubborn, just admit defeat and get out. You will make others question the martial ethics of our Kyoto University.

Shinya Hayatani turned to Hiroshi Tansulou and shouted, Shut up! You bastard who also has good luck!

At this time, the entire Kyoto University player bench was angry, and several people stood up: What did you say, Sugu?

Dr. Tan Zhoulou raised a hand, and everyone shut up.

Kazuma looked away and looked at Hayatani.

This guy's confession may contain important information that can lead to the success of welfare technology.

Shinya Hayaya sneered: One by one, they are all like this, they all look down on me, look down on me, a loser who can't practice no matter how hard I am.

You too, Kiryu Kazuma, listening to my story can give you a sense of superiority, right?

Kazuma remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

Well, the story behind it is not long anyway. After that idle young man came, I suddenly discovered that hard work doesn't work. I'm not saying that the guy doesn't work hard. He also does basic exercises, but the amount of practice I have Far above him.

But I just couldn't beat him. I challenged him again and again, and lost again and again. Later, the juniors who originally respected me began to say that I couldn't afford to lose, and complained behind my back, 'That's enough.'

“Even my childhood sweetheart who was always with me ran away with the captain of the football team at some point!

I risked everything, but in the end I was defeated without dignity by him!

The most outrageous thing is that he actually looked at me with a sad face and said, 'I really envy you, Sunya-senpai, you can think about nothing but practicing swordsmanship'.

Kazuma probably understood that the young man in Hayatani's story probably had to bear a burden that was inappropriate for his age, just like himself.

Thinking back on that rainy night, he won the fight. If he lost and died in the Tsuda group, the situation would be completely different.

Although he called Detective Shiratori to leave a way out, it was hard to say how far Detective Shiratori could take care of Chiyoko.

Maybe what awaits Chiyoko is a miserable future.

That young man probably had a strong soul after enduring such a heavy burden.

That's why he could easily defeat Sugu who worked a thousand times harder than himself.

Su Gu stomped his feet like crazy: He actually said that to me! He actually humiliated me like this!

——Actually, it’s not a humiliation at all. That boy is probably really willing to change things with you, Sugu.

Of course, Kiryu and Ma didn't want to exchange, because the result of his spelling was quite good.

The outcome for that teenager may not have been so good.

Kazuma said: Saya-kun, you don't understand how a powerful heart is formed in the one body of mind and skills, so you think this is an insult. Believe me, that boy should really envy you.

Here you go again, how many more times are you going to insult me? I've betrayed my pride like this, and what I got in return is the contempt and insults of you guys! Shinya Sunya laughed, and then took out something from his arms A bottle of medicine.

He bit down on the bottle cap and pulled it open. This action caused several white pills to fall to the ground, which were dazzling under the lights of the stadium.

Look! This is the last struggle of mortals crushed by geniuses like you!

Shinya Hayaya held up the medicine bottle.

But Kazuma had already drawn his sword, and with a flick of the bamboo sword, he knocked the medicine bottle away.

Kazuma's other hand, which was not holding the knife, grabbed the medicine bottle in the air, and with a flick of his hand, he pocketed all the spilled medicine back into the bottle.

The nearest pill was just a hair's breadth away from Shinya Sunya's open mouth.

Kazuma looked at the medicine in his hand.

The packaging on the bottle has been removed, and there is only a small piece of medical tape on the smooth white plastic bottle with 0311 written on it.

Is this a number? There were at least three hundred and eleven experimenters?

Give it back to me! Shinya Hayaya screamed and tried to rush forward, but was caught from behind and fell cleanly to the ground.

The manager of the Kyoto University Kendo Club assumed a standard grappling posture, kneeling on Shinya Hayaya's neck.

Saya-kun, please don't embarrass yourself again. She said, her voice light and delicate, which was in sharp contrast to her movements.

Shinya Hayaya struggled for a while, and then gave up: Damn it! Ghost Court! Even you look down on me!

I didn't mean to look down on Mr. Sugu, I didn't. The manager continued to whisper softly.

Kazuma: Oniwa? This surname is not common. Is she the daughter of Oniwa Xuanxin?

Hey, Kiryu-kun knows my father?

Miss Ghost Garden's words were suppressed by Su Gu's weird smile: I knew it! I knew you were the same as me! You must have used stronger medicine than me to have this ability!

Kazuma handed the medicine bottle in his hand to the referee: Please test this medicine, it should be a stimulant.

The referee was shocked: Huh? This...test...

Kazuma pouted. Although this is a regular kendo competition organized by the West Japan Kendo Federation, judging from the performance of Kuixingqi last year, this competition is probably very rough. There will be no urine test, and there will be no ultra-high-speed photography to assist the referee in making penalties. .

Miss Onite said: I should ask the Fukuoka Prefectural Police to help with the test.

Kazuma shook his head: No need to trouble you. Honami!

Honami has already arrived behind Kazuma, and is now looking at Miss Oniwa who is kneeling down on Hayatani in full stance.

As soon as she heard Kazuma's call, she immediately answered: Our consortium also has affiliated companies in Fukuoka, so we should be able to do the test.

Kazuma handed the bottle to Honami: After taking samples, the rest will be handed over to the Fukuoka Prefectural Police.

It's not certain whether this ghost court is one of our own. Maybe this medicine was given to Sugu by the manager in front of him.

Su Gu was still laughing: Hahaha, you guys can test it! It's best to test it on you too! Only after I took this medicine did I know that this is what the so-called integration of mind and skill is!

Kazuma took a step forward, squatted down and looked at Sutani.

Honami hesitated to speak, holding the bottle in both hands while staring at Miss Oniwa with wary eyes.

Kazuma asked: Saya, who asked you to read Ishida Mitsunari's poem?

The person who reads the poem must know the usefulness of reciting the poem, and is likely to be someone related to welfare technology.

Su Gu sneered and said: I'm just speaking out of my feelings. It's ridiculous for a mortal to fight against a hero who is destined to die and then end it hastily after failure.

At this time, the organizer's representative finally rushed over from the podium.

The middle-aged man at the head asked loudly: What's going on?

Kazuma stood up: Saya from Kyoto University...

Ms. Onite said quickly: Our school, Shinya Hayaya, refuses to admit defeat. We have decided to cancel his status as a regular candidate.

The middle-aged man looked at the speaker intently and then said: Miss Guiting, please end the commotion as soon as possible and do not interfere with the progress of the game.

I see.

Kazuma was speechless. It seemed that Genshin Kiba had great influence in the West Japan Kendo Federation. His daughter was almost like the federation's own daughter.

Wait a minute, the referee just decided that I was given a copy, I'm afraid it wasn't...

Kazuma glanced at the referee.

His retreat should have been timely, and he didn't feel like he was hit at all, but the referee raised the flag.

The referee was obviously guilty when Kazuma stared at him like this, so he looked away.

Damn, that's right.

This Kyoto University takes drugs and bribes referees, and has no moral ethics at all.

At this moment, the general from Kyoto University stopped the middle-aged man who was about to return to the podium.

I request that the referee of this game be changed. Mr. Tan Zhoulou said loudly, Let a Tokyoite be the referee.

The middle-aged man frowned: Do you think the punishment is unfair?

Dr. Tan Zhoulou: Exactly. In my opinion, Su Gu didn't get the book at all.

Su Gu on the ground made another howling sound like a killing pig, but he was pinned down by Miss Guiting's knees and could not move.

But the middle-aged man from the West Japan Kendo Federation shook his head and said: There are many categories in the high school group, and not many have been eliminated. There are not enough referees, so you just have to make do with it.

Then I ask that one person be appointed as the deputy referee on site. Is that okay?

The chief referee must have the qualifications of the Kendo Federation, but the requirements for assistant referees are not so strict. Many of them are the chief referees who bring their apprentices to work part-time.

The middle-aged man thought for a while and nodded: As long as you both agree, it will be no problem. You can change the deputy referee.

Boss Tan Zhoulou raised his hand and pointed at the little girl wearing the All-Sword Federation work badge next to the scoreboard: This girl also has a kendo rank, right? I think she admires Kiryu-kun. She will serve as the deputy referee. Kiryu-kun should No comments?

Kazuma glanced at the girl, who was indeed the girl who put the flag on his back just now, and nodded: No problem.

The girl was shocked: Huh? Me? But I have only practiced kendo for four years. Everyone here has practiced kendo for more than ten years. Isn't that inappropriate?

Kazuma bowed to the girl: Please.

Uh... well, I'll do my best, the girl said, running to one of the assistant referees and holding out her hand for the flag.

The assistant referee looks at the referee - he should be the referee's disciple or something.

The referee nodded.

So the deputy referee handed both flags to the eager girl.

The middle-aged official of the Kendo Federation who came to handle the matter looked at Dr. Tan Zhoulou and said, Do you have any other requests?

No more. Hiroshi Tansulou looked at Kazuma, I can't wait to have a showdown with Kiryu-kun.

Miss Onite turned around and made a gesture to everyone in the Kyoto University Kendo Club.

The two substitutes on the bench who were still wearing Mibu Wolf uniforms immediately took off their light green white mountain pattern uniforms, revealing the kendo uniforms of the Kyoto University Kendo Club underneath, and stepped forward in three steps.

Only then did Oni Ting release his stance of suppressing Su Gu.

The two men immediately held Su Gu down when he was free and pulled him up.

Su Gu just laughed, and the laughter was so distorted that it made people's hair stand on end.

Collaboration, collusion! he shouted.

Send him to the infirmary and keep him under strict supervision until the test results come out. The manager ordered.

So Sugu was taken out of the venue.

Miss Oniwa bowed to Kazuma and turned back to the Kyoto University contestants' bench.

The referee took a deep breath: Kyoto University, second forward, please come out! Do you want to make a substitution at Tokyo University?

Kazuma shook his head.

But it didn’t matter what he said. The question was about the director, Toda-senpai.

Toda shouted: No change!

Then, the forward of the University of Tokyo and the second forward of the University of Kyoto, the first trial!

The enemy's secondary forward stood on the starting line and then said to the referee: The opponent has not rested and rehydrated. I will not start fighting with him in this situation.

The referee frowned and showed an expression that said, You are the only one with too many things to do. But he still issued the command: Tokyo University Pioneer, you can rest for three minutes.

Honami, who had just returned to the contestant class, immediately picked up water and a towel, and ran back with Tamamo at a sprint speed of 100 meters.

After a while, Kazuma wiped off his sweat, drank enough water, put on his helmet and stood behind the starting line.

Kyoto's sub-front had been standing there waiting for Kazuma to finish, maintaining the same posture.

The referee announced loudly: The first trial! Begin!

Kazuma didn't move, and neither did his opponent.

Kazuma: You...don't take drugs? Don't you read poetry?

Don't confuse me with that guy Su Gu. The opponent said, I still have the pride of a warrior.

That's right. That's offending.

As soon as he said it, He Ma stepped forward and stabbed out a sword with lightning speed.

noodle!

Along with the angry shout, the first move of the bamboo knife accurately hit the opponent's mask.

The people watching the game all around exclaimed in unison: Oh!

Others exclaimed: Is this Gurdjieff's Thunder!

——Wait a minute, what is Geshi’s Thunder? The word Thunder is originally a very cool word, but when paired with this place name, it makes it look ridiculous, okay?

The place name Katsushika Shibamata became famous throughout Japan along with the national comedy The Story of Torajiro.

But because of the image of Torajiro, this place name is associated with soil.

The phrase Thunder by Katsushika, in the Chinese context, is roughly equivalent to The Gale of the Tieling.

Kazuma looked at the referee who had no time to make a penalty: Did I win?

The little assistant referee who had just been replaced was the first to raise the flag: One copy! One copy!

The referee then raised his flag.

Tokyo University, one copy! he announced.

Return to the starting line with the horse.

Kyoto University's secondary striker also regained his stance and praised: What a fast sword. It's completely different from the first two games against Sogu. Kiryu-kun, has there been any change in your mentality?

Probably it's from a game mentality to a killing mentality. He Ma said.

That's it, then I have to show the momentum to kill you. Ci Feng said, a smile on the face behind the iron grid.

The referee gave the order to start.

The second frontman raised his bamboo knife high and screamed strangely: wryyyyy!

Kazuma: Are you coming too?

The last one was so well written and so successful in shaping the enemy that everyone felt aggrieved. I am very satisfied and dare to do it.