My Liver Experience in Tokyo

The uncle probably didn't understand what Toru Genada was talking about at first, but after a short pause, he immediately reacted with a black face: "Are you here to kick the gym? Take my knife!"

Then two of the disciples ran into the inner room and took out a naginata with a "huh huh huh".

The bearded uncle held the knife in his hand, and he was about to rush over and hack Genda Toru to death.

He was so scared that he quickly waved his hands: "No! Please listen to me! I'm here to compete! I'm here to compete! I heard from my teacher, Mr. Okita Goichi, that the owner of Tiandao Wuxin Liu Gym is a stronger master than him , so I want to come to ask Mr. Master about kendo issues.”

"Oh? Was it introduced by that boy Okita Goichi?" The bearded uncle who was still fierce just now put down the naginata in his hand: "Did he really say that I am much better than him? Impossible! He has always refused to obey me. , Okay, I understand the matter, just tell me if you have any doubts!"

Where does Genda Toru have any doubts, he actually came to kick the gym, but the uncle's desperate look scared him, but since the bearded uncle asked.

He also said blindly: "Teacher Chongtian said that sword intent and sword power are the highest state of swordsmanship. I can understand sword power, but I really can't understand this sword intent. Dare I ask if you can tell me about it conveniently?"

The bearded uncle chuckled: "This old man is called Tiandao Zaoyun, and he is the owner of Tiandao Wuxinliu Dojo. You are asking the right person for this question. This old man is the only person in Kanagawa County who has mastered the ultimate mystery of his school.

The so-called sword intent is the core spirit of a school of swordsmanship, and it is also the embodiment of the ultimate meaning and characteristics of the school. For example, the Beichen Yidao style you were born in, the core meaning that is particular about is one word, break!

To achieve the Three Thousand Worlds, everything in the world must be broken into two pieces, whether it is paper, cotton, bamboo, wood and stone, or steel, gold and copper, or even flying flowers and flowing water.

If you practice to a high level, you will even condense a sword of wisdom in your heart, which can cut off distracting thoughts in your mind and reach the pure sky. "

Genda Toru nodded with enthusiasm when he heard it: "It's amazing! Dare I ask if anyone has practiced to such a level now?"

The bearded uncle shook his head cleanly: "No, there has never been such a person since the establishment of Beichen Yidaoliu. No, even the strong man in the steel-slashing realm is just a legend."

"Since you can't do it, how do you know that there is such an ultimate mystery?"

The bearded uncle Tiandao Zaoyun chuckled: "It's been passed down from generation to generation."

Genda Toru understands. To put it bluntly, it is the irresponsible bragging of the old man. If he brags too much, he will believe it, but Genda Toru is also curious in his heart. Just now the bearded uncle said that he has mastered the mystery of the genre: "Uncle, no, early Uncle Yun, just now I heard you said that you have mastered the ultimate profound meaning of Tiandao Wuxin Liu, dare to ask what is the ultimate profound meaning of your school?"

The bearded uncle chuckled: "Our ultimate meaning of Tiandao Wuxinliu! You can't explain it with your mouth, so let's do it! Come on, let's compete, and I'll show you and you'll understand."

Genda Toru hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Thank you Uncle Soun for your kindness, the student is bold."

Throwing a bamboo sword to Genda Toru, Tiandao Zaoyun picked up a bamboo sword in a nonchalant manner, swayed it loosely in the middle, and suddenly shouted, Tang Zhu slashed straight: "Noodles! Noodles! Noodles! "

Genda held the sword to block, and when the two swords clashed, Tiandao Zaoyun's sword was soft and weak, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious: This uncle is too weak, right?Is this also qualified to be the venue owner?

Taking a step back: "Uncle Zaoyun, be careful! I'm going to use my trick!"

The bearded uncle Tiandao Zaoyun chuckled: "Nephew, you have to be careful too, my secret will be released too."

"Look at me! The nine-headed dragon flashes!"

"Don't move!"

Genda Toru stepped forward, and suddenly the alarm bells rang in his heart. He took a closer look and saw that the bearded uncle Tiandao Zaoyun was actually holding a black Browning pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing at his head: "Hahahaha! To be honest, the core spirit of our Tiandao Wuxin genre is to "win"!

As long as you can win, you can do whatever you want, nephew, don't move around, I will shoot! "

The system prompt sounded in Genda Toru's ear: "The system challenged Tiandao Wuxin Runway Hall, failed."

The next step is the system summary, Genda Toru's system summary after seeing the failure for the first time:

Tiandao Wuxin Runway Museum Battle: Failed

Combat strength: ss level.

battle time ss class

Appreciation degree: S class

Kills: 0

Number of hits: 0

Overall Evaluation: Defeated!

Sitting slumped on the ground, the bearded uncle Tiandao Zaoyun was still laughing loudly: "My nephew, do you understand? Only by practicing the core spirit of the genre can you develop the legendary sword intent and profound meaning!"

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Chapter 26 Competition

Lost, lost for the first time, and it was an undisputed defeat. Genda Toru didn't even dare to resist when Browning pistol was pressed against his forehead.

Because he saw the sneer at the corner of the bearded uncle Tiandao Zaoyun's mouth and the fierce light in his eyes, this old hooligan really knows how to shoot!

However, what he lost in this failure was not hard power, but the lack of intelligence and the shamelessness of the opponent.

I'm afraid there is only one bitch in Japan who draws his gun when he is sparring with the younger generation in kendo, right? "Nephew, you don't know, the old man is the only son in the family, and his family is poor. Only this ancestral house in the south of the city is the most valuable property in the family. If I lose this family property, I will have to wander on the streets.

"No matter how nice the old rascal said, Genda Toru was still looking at him viciously, and once he put down the gun in his hand, he would definitely beat him hard.

I don't know if I guessed what Genda Toru was thinking, Tiandao Sooun has been holding the gun in his hand tightly, and the muzzle of the gun is still pointed at Genda Toru's head intentionally or unintentionally: "You are all sword wizards, but I am not, I Weak in body and dumb in mind. But I know times have changed.

The era of the sword has passed, and sticking to the sword will only starve to death, so I changed my dojo to this. "

The door curtain was lifted, revealing the backyard of the dojo. The originally spacious and bright courtyard turned into a brightly lit shooting range.

The disciples of those dojos were carefully reloading each gun: "Nephew, do you want to come and have fun? A bullet costs 500 yuan." Genda Toru looked at the thick sound-absorbing cotton on the wall of the shooting range , nodded: "Then play!"

He took out three 1000 yuan bills, handed them to Tiandao Zaoyun, took the Browning pistol he handed over, put on the earphones and fired at the target in the distance: "Congratulations, you have opened a new skill: shooting .Congratulations, you are lucky enough to get the engraving of the low-level passive skill of shooting: Ballistic."

Trajectory: You can calculate the trajectory of the bullet in advance, no consumption, and the potential value of the equipment occupies 1 point.

After firing six bullets, Tiandao Zaoyun's face was full of spring breeze: "My nephew will come here often in the future! I'll give you a [-]% discount!"

(ーー゛) glared at him viciously, and gave up the plan to shoot and kill this shameless guy.

Genda Toru walked out of Tiandao Wuxin Ryudo Gym resentfully, and rode his motorcycle back home.

No matter what, Genda Toru failed this time. The plan to challenge various gymnasiums to earn experience was shattered at the beginning, but it was not bad. At least it opened his eyes, and it was the first time for him who has been a man in two lives Saw a real gun.

He also saw what the so-called murderous intent was. The old man with the mustache really wanted to shoot and kill him, which also made Genda Toru, who had been pecking at each other, know how powerful it was.

It also illustrates the fact that my current strength is only stronger than that of my peers.

In front of the whole world, he is still just a small shrimp, unable to withstand too much storm, not to mention anything else, even his daily expenses are either from the pocket money he gets from his parents, or from the ghost money. salary.

It's still far from the time when I can be proud and arrogant, I have to work harder to gain liver experience, and work hard to grow into a big shark that can not be afraid of any storm.It's just that Genda Toru didn't expect that the wind and waves came faster than he thought.

On Friday afternoon, the teacher officially announced the end of the semester and the beginning of summer vacation.So, Saturday of the second day became the first day of summer vacation.The summer sun in July was scorching hot, and the sun was already high before ten o'clock in the morning.

The baseball field of the Shonan City Center Gymnasium, where people usually come and go, is no longer the crowd that used to gather.

At the entrance of the Shonan Municipal Gymnasium, several beautiful girls in fashionable clothes were talking and laughing with parasols: "Mr. Che, why haven't they come yet?"

"Should he still be sleeping? Yingzuo was soundly asleep when I came out."

"I heard that sister Ning Zi brought Ming to meet your parents before? How did it turn out?"

The tallest and most mature girl smiled wryly: "The result was very bad. My father almost had a cerebral hemorrhage."

"Ah? How could this be?"

Surprised, the girl who looked the most gentle was full of melancholy: "I was thinking that if you succeed, I will take Ying Zuo to see my father."

"What are these idiots doing! It's almost ten o'clock! When do boys dare to be late for a date?"

Aya Inoue, who was wearing a short shirt and jeans, complained. Suddenly, there was a roar of motorcycle engines, and more than a dozen fancy motorcycles came galloping from a distance.

On the first motorcycle, a teenager was wearing a pure black leather jacket on a hot day. The steel nails inlaid on the jacket stood upright one by one, shining coldly in the sun.

Because of the speed of the car, the boy's long black hair fluttered in the wind, and from time to time he chatted loudly with his fellow motorcycle: "Yingzuo, what's wrong? The speed is too slow! Did you get squeezed too hard by Weijiang yesterday?" gone?"

"Yingzuo, you can't do it! I did it with Ningzi eight times last night, and I'm still alive and well."

"Don't talk about that, Mingya, didn't you go with Ning Zi to meet her parents? What happened?"

"Her parents are very excited, yes! Very excited!"

With a swing of the rear of the car, the motorcycle stopped in front of the girls, Genda Toru turned back with a smile: "Lovely lady, would you like to go for a ride with me?"

Wearing a pure white bubble skirt, Ju Xunzi, whose skin was as fair as snow, looked at him with a smile: "No, the game is about to start, it's time for you to enter."

Genda Toru looked down at his watch, and immediately raised his hand in surrender: "I'm sorry, sorry, it's Eisaku, he has been sleeping until now, and he didn't get up until we shouted for a long time."

"What, it's Ming Ye who lost time halfway because of diarrhea! How can you blame me?"

"If you don't speak, no one will sell you as dumb!"

Genda Toru took off his heavy leather jacket, and it could be seen that the T-shirt under the jacket was already wet with sweat: "Come on, Xunzi, help me take off my clothes."

Carefully put the side with the steel nails inside, and handed the heavy jacket into the girl's hands.

"Okay!" With a sweet smile, taking the heavy coat, the little girl urged: "Hurry up and enter the arena! They are all waiting impatiently."

"Don't worry! We are all ready!"

After pushing the motorcycle to the side of the road and parking it, the teenagers took their bats and walked into the barbed wire fence of the baseball field.

Entering the baseball field, the opponent has been waiting for a long time. A dozen or so burly men in twos and threes are waving baseball bats on the sidelines, stretching their muscles.

The leader of the other party was a middle-aged tough guy with bronze skin, thick eyebrows, at least 1.9 meters tall, broad shoulders, and a tough temperament.

Seeing Toru Genda and the others finally came, the middle-aged tough guy walked over with the players who had already warmed up, smiled and stretched out his hand: "You are Genda-kun, right? Hello, my name is Tachibana Jiro, we are your team today. Opponent, please give me your advice."

"Please give me your advice!" With a forced smile, he shook hands with this middle-aged tough guy, feeling the rough gun calluses on his hands.He thought to himself: "This should be a highly regarded cadre in the Sakura team, and he is also a martial artist.

etc?His name is Tachibana Jiro?Could it be Xunzi's uncle? "

Hidesaku Fukuda and the others forced a smile and shook hands with these burly men.Jun Kawashima was the worst. The man who shook hands with him had three black tears tattooed on his neck, and he had a fierce look on his face when he shook hands.

He was so scared that he was trembling all over, and seeing him trembling, the big man hugged him warmly: "Is the young man not feeling well? Take care of yourself!" Jun Kawashima almost peed out of fear.

Chapter 27 Another corny story

Generally speaking, after greeting each other, the two sides are considered to know each other, and with the whistle of the referee, the game is considered to have officially started.

Before the start, Toru Genda discussed with Tachibana Jiro about the issue of the right to strike first. The middle-aged tough guy Tachibana Jiro said very cheerfully: "Of course you are the first to attack, and the one who comes is a guest, not to mention you are juniors. If we attack first, let If you go home with zero points, Xunzi’s face doesn’t look good either, doesn’t she?”

Genda Toru is quite confident about this question. His current baseball skills are as high as level five, and he has two intermediate skill marks of observation eye and super heavy hit.

Among other things, hitting nine home runs in a game is pretty easy.

Although he was deflated in front of that old rascal Tiandao Soun not long ago, Genda Toru is still quite confident in his ability in baseball.

Yesterday afternoon, before school was over, he went to the baseball team to test it secretly. Even a baseball fired by an automatic ball machine at a speed of 120 kilometers per hour was as slow as a snail in his eyes.

And now, without using the super heavy hit engraving, the speed of his pitching has reached 130 kilometers per hour.

In this situation, Genda Toru feels that he is almost ready to play professional baseball. Although he may not be as good as the most shining Koshien heroes, but the difference is not too big. After all, when he hits a super heavy hit, no one can stop a 170-kilometer baseball ?

Unless one of these Jidao uncles is a former Koshien hero, but speaking of it, if he is really a Koshien hero, no matter how down-and-out he is, he won't be able to become a Jidao, right?

In Japan, not to mention those Koshien heroes who were once famous in Japan, even if you went to Koshien with your thighs, you were eliminated in the first round and only took away a bottle of Koshien black soil.

At least you are quite respectable among the employees of major companies.

Promotions, salary increases, corporate networking, and even community events will come to you first.

Not to mention those Koshien heroes who were once in full swing, as long as you once shined brightly, the major teams in Japan will sign you away with a contract.

It is easy to live a life with an annual income of over [-] million yen, which is why Japanese high school students are tirelessly wanting to enter Koshien.

Genda Toru's intention to point his baseball skills to the fifth level was the same, even if he was really unlucky and didn't get into the ideal university.

For example, Dongda!Dongda!Dongda!What, transitioning to become a professional baseball player is actually not bad.

However, this self-confidence was quickly shattered by several of his useless teammates. The teenagers attacked first, and the first stick was Hidesaku Fukuda, who had just recovered from his injury.

This dude was wearing a sleeveless vest today, showing off the scars from the knife wound on his body carelessly, with a very proud look.

The uncles are in charge of the defense, and what is surprising is that the middle-aged tough guy with a tough style written all over his face actually put on gloves, squatted in the catch area and became a catcher.

And that vicious old man with tears tattooed on his neck stepped onto the mound and became a pitcher.

What is even more surprising is that this uncle's strength is actually very good. From Genda Toru's point of view, his ball speed has reached at least 120 kilometers. In the circle of non-professional players, such a ball speed is already considered top-notch. Well, there are few amateur baseball players who can hit it.

Fukuda Hidesaku was no exception, of course, he swung the bat a few times indiscriminately, and Fukuda Hidesaku was struck out. When he left the game, the expression on his face was dazed, and he didn't realize what was going on at all.

A hitter was easily eliminated, and the middle-aged tough guy Tachibana Jiro proudly took off his mask and raised his eyebrows at Genda Toru who was standing on the sidelines watching the game: "Sanada Koji was once the main pitcher of Koshien, and he was also a member of our team. Where's the baseball master! Genda-kun, do you want to play for the second bat?"

Genda Toru smiled slightly: "No, I'm the third bat. In this game, we have to score two points first."

"I'm very confident! Koji hasn't shown his true skills yet! And I have to tell you, my team is a strong hitter team, with an average of more than [-] hits per player."

The third player was Naruya Yamashita, a slippery guy. He had discussed the strategy of this game with Toru Genda before going on the field.