"Hey! Ha! ”

Taro Kujima waved the sword in his hand, each sword with a terrifying momentum, using a real sword instead of a vibrating stick.

With each swing, the sweat on his body was shaken out.

If you don't sweat like this, you can't vent Taro Shijima's frustration.

"Taro, I said, that's enough, don't accidentally hit yourself." Tomomi Frost Island looked at her brother worriedly.

Since waking up in the morning, my younger brother has been standing in the dojo and wielding a sword, using a real sword, the weight of the sword is not light, and the slightest touch on the body is skin and flesh.

I didn't expect it to be already afternoon, but I still stood there and waved non-stop, this is a demon.

Last night, I saw on the news that my younger brother looked like this after the inheritance of the Nara Divine Sword, and he was obviously stimulated.

It would be nice if I could put my dedication to swordsmanship somewhere else.

Like her Frost Island Tomomi, isn't she just putting all her energy into making money now, and it's not a dream to be rich and rich.

After the end of the inheritance ceremony on the 15th, the business will definitely usher in a new round of rise, and the appearance of a transcendent kendo will be good news for all the dojos in the country.

However, there are still hidden dangers, if the person who inherits the divine sword is a famous swordsman, then his family's dojo will definitely be the only one in the market.

It's not uncommon for a family to crush other small peers, in short, the situation is not optimistic, and everything will wait until the fifteenth, and we will know who is the divine to get the inheritance of the divine sword.

It's a pity that the eldest sister's mouth is too strict, and she doesn't reveal the news at all, and her own dojo doesn't know how to support it.

Thinking about things in the business field like this, Tomomi watched Taro swing for another half an hour and finally lay on the ground like a dead fish.

More air in and less air out, rapid breathing, and fierce ups and downs in the chest, which is very scary.

"Taro! Don't push yourself so hard. ”

Pengmei is not like the eldest sister who can say the persuasion words of the middle two in righteous words, and those words of sword heart and sword intent are very convincing from the mouth of the eldest sister.

But the swordsmanship level of the three-legged cat of Pengmei, don't say that kind of beautiful words.

No one believed me.

I can't say it with shame.

"Second sister, am I really untalented?"

"Not really...... Very, besides, it's very difficult to inherit the divine sword as soon as I hear it, don't you see that even Qingmei didn't go. ”

Thinking that even the eldest sister was not chosen, Yujima Taro felt a little more relaxed, although he was sorry for the eldest sister when he thought so......

But, it's still instantly comfortable!

"Let's go, it's okay at night, second sister, I'll take you to eat a delicious meal!"

"It's definitely going to reinvigorate your energy and fill your confidence!"

I can't help but say, Tomomi Shijima pulled her younger brother into the car, don't look at Taro's tired prostration, but if you want to resist, the second sister can't drag it.

Tomomi's car is still a small car bought with a loan in the past, and although the dojo has made a lot of money, all the tuition fees received before the first batch of students have not graduated, cannot be said to be in the pocket.

This is the problem of the education industry, before the end of a teaching cycle, the money received is just an unsafe flash.

Taking his younger brother to Adachi District for dinner is not to relieve Tomomi's own pressure.

Slowly driving all the way to Adachi Ward, Taro Shizushima was also a little confused.

"Second sister, is the place so far away?"

"Food is not afraid of distance, you will definitely be full of energy after eating the food in that store!"

Others don't know, Tomomi Frost Island promises that she will be full of energy!

"Adachi."

Taro remembered that Tatsuya Haruyama also lived in Adachi Ward, but he hadn't been in contact with Tatsuya Haruyama since he was defeated cleanly last time.

Hey, what do you say about the Reiwa Sword Saint, even the age can't beat it, and Harumayama Tatsuya must also dislike his strength too weak.

The man named Mizuno, Taro Shijima will never forget this name.

is the same age as himself, but the level of swordsmanship in one hand surpasses him too much, and he may be a little worse than his eldest sister.

Why is there such a big gap between people, Taro, you should know your level from the time you lost in front of that Mizuno.

Even if you can't beat it, there must be many people in the world who have been immersed in kendo for many years, far beyond the existence of Mizuno.

How could such a self become a Reiwa Sword Master, isn't it time to recognize the reality.

Parking the car, Taro opened the door and got out of the car, but Tomomi sat in the car and didn't move.

She was sitting in her seat, pulling makeup items out of her bag and putting on makeup.

"No problem, today's makeup is amazing!"

After tossing for four or five minutes, Peng Mei stopped, and when she saw her younger brother who had been standing outside for a long time, her old face was slightly red.

After coughing, Tomomi pretended to be calm and serious and said, "Let's go, the ramen here is very delicious." ”

She is doing this for her brother's good, so that her brother can meet better people, and stop shutting himself up in his mind.

Yes, that's it.

Gently opening the curtain of the store, Tomomi Shijima looked inside with a big smile.

Today's she is not the same as before, half a successful person! - Tomomi punched herself hard.

What kind of ramen will you order in front of Mizuno-kun, and what should be the opening statement?

"Huh! What about people! ”

Wrong!

How did such a big person who makes ramen disappear!

But there's nothing wrong with the layout of the store, it's still the same.

"Guest, do you have anything to do with Mizuno?" A middle school girl with the same capable temperament as the eldest sister walked in: "I'm sorry, Mizuno asked for leave this afternoon." ”

Stared at by Sada Mayi's eyes, Tomomi Shijima, an adult adult, actually felt coercion.

Hell yes.

Where did the guardian of the cat.

……

Hell yes.

Looking at the restless soul in his hand, Mizuno hesitated.

'Where's this!' Let me out! ’

I don't know if there was too much chakra injected, and the soul of Shilong Dadou woke up without warning.

Closing the curtains, Mizuno placed the soul ball amber on the table.

"Do you know who you are?"

'Stone Dragon Fight! ’

Shi Long Dadou, who was confined in the mixed group, said seriously.

"Tsk."

The soul seems to have no problem and knows who it is.

Mizuno doesn't like this kind of restless soul, so how can he do research, besides, Shi Long has seen his own appearance, and his wisdom is not low, not as easy to deceive as animal psychic beasts.

In order to hide his identity, Mizuno was wearing several layers of vests and talking before the humans 'went offline'.

'My name is Shilong Dadou, the first sword saint in the past! ’

'I once slashed the dragon with a sword and suppressed countless monsters! ’

'Thousands of heavenly pride of the same generation, the onmyoji and the great demon were all defeated by a sword! ’

'A flat boat crosses the sea to the west to ......'

Listening to the impassioned voice of the stone dragon Dadou, Mizuno's face became more and more strange.

Isn't this Mo proficient in Chinese? Have you seen those networks?

"Yes, you were the peerless Sword Saint of Tianjiao during your lifetime."