Volume I: Chapter 7: Following His Trail

Earth, Asia, Japan

The morning sun has just poked its head out of the horizon. In the courtyard of a mansion in Chiyoda-ku, Tokyo, two figures with knives stand opposite each other.

"Don't hurry up and attack!"

A roar that was out of place in the clean morning of the residential area rang out, so loud that it was not surprising that in the Adachi district, it might make the neighboring residents jump out of bed in fright.

Unfortunately, this will not happen, because the mansion is very large, covering a full 800 tsubo (about 2,645 square meters), and the bamboo and stucco walls planted in the courtyard completely separate the mansion from the surrounding area.

It is for this reason that the people who can own such a large private house in Chiyoda Ward are definitely not ordinary people, so their practice has always been able to avoid interference from the administrative unit.

The owner of the roar was an old man with a bundle of gray hair tied to the back of his head. He was about 180 centimeters tall, his chest was very thick, and through the cross-collar gap of the kendo uniform, you could see that the old man's abdomen had very beautiful six-pack abs.

At the same time, from the strong muscles of the old man's upper arms, it can be seen that it is possible to create such a body by exercising extremely harshly. If it weren't for the obvious wrinkles on his face and his gray hair, no one would think that this man was an old man.

Not only that, but the old man's eyes also revealed a light as sharp as a needle, which was a fierce gaze that ordinary people couldn't bear at all. Even the cold light of the knife of about 2 feet 8 inches that he was holding in his right hand became a foil, and he did not dare to shoot directly at his edge.

His face, his physique, his eyes, and the dazzling light of the Japanese sword in his hand, like a cold blade, all made others feel a sense of oppression and fear when they saw this old man. The feeling of oppression like a mountain can make people sit on the ground regardless of their manners, and may even cause incontinence.

However, the expression of the young girl standing in front of the old man was not moved in the slightest. No, not only that, but she just had a lot of fun.

"Grandpa, if you are stabbed with a knife without a blade, you will also die! It doesn't matter if my grandfather is dead, but I really don't want to be targeted by the police. Besides, as you know, the irritability of not being able to find Yongjun makes me yearn for a hearty fierce battle to vent, so I won't show mercy! ”

As if teasing the old man, the girl raised the right corner of her mouth and smiled defiantly.

This is not a bluff. In fact, she didn't care about the oppression unleashed by the old man, and she was not afraid of the Japanese sword. Because the momentum she showed was not inferior at all.

The girl wore a kendo suit with a white top and a black hakama underneath, two completely different colors that looked very impactful.

She doesn't look very old, only fifteen or six years old, about one meter six or five tall, her hair is slightly curly, her head is tied with balls, and the curls on both sides of her sideburns hang down naturally.

However, this time, she added a provocative posture, completely destroyed her image, and she was a violent woman.

"Hmph, can you kill me? If it was Yongren's boy, Grandpa, I would use a wooden knife at most, and I wouldn't dare to use an unedged real knife at all. It's a pity that even with the Metropolitan Police Department, the Countermeasures Headquarters and other connections, the whereabouts of that kid can't be found, it's really annoying! ”

The old man scoffed at the girl's provocative words. However, this is only a verbal derogation, in fact, he still recognizes the strength of his granddaughter. However, the follow-up words also aroused the old man's sorrow, and his sharp eyes were not only remembrance, but also with a touch of love.

"Cut, you're embarrassed to say. I don't know who boasts about the disciples all over the world all day long, but when it comes to the critical moment, it is useless at all. ”

The girl~ simply gave up her most proud Juhe knife drawing technique, slowly pulled out the long knife between her waist and hips, held it with both hands, and aimed the tip of the sword at the old man's eyes.

"It's really ruthless. For Yong Renjun, even grandpa is.... Well, let me see how much you've grown behind that kid's ass?! ”

The old man stared at the girl with a probing look, a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and then similarly pointed the tip of his nearly three-foot-long Japanese sword at the other party.

"Then keep your eyes open and take a look, old sword master!"

"It's getting bigger and smaller, stinky girl."

Even though they sarcastically ridiculed each other, their eyes were still staring at each other's whole body at the same time.

Although they are looking at each other, their eyes are not focused on a specific place.

The air between the two gradually condensed, and the original harmonious atmosphere was gone in this moment. They exuded a real murderous aura, allowing those who were lucky enough to see it to fully realize that there was only one thought left on both sides - to cut each other.

"Oh ha! ——”

"Drink! ——”

The two of them breathed in their mouths, and with the help of exhalation, all the turbidity in their bodies was discharged. Then, the murderous aura that had been compressed to the limit instantly erupted from them.

If you want to say how terrifying this murderous aura is, that is, ordinary ordinary people will be unable to move their bodies just by touching it, and the whole person will instantly experience the moment when the soul leaves the body when he dies.

"Qiang β€”β€”β€”β€”" (ι”΅ι”΅ι”΅β€”β€”β€”β€”)

The sound of iron passing through the courtyard resounded, and two figures staggered by. Suddenly, red sparks burst into the dim bamboo forest.

Gold and iron intersect, and the sound seems to sound only one to ordinary people, but such a long tone is definitely not something that can be produced by just one sound.

The two people in the field were so fast that they couldn't even see the figures.

If it is a kendo competition, even if it is a final competition of the national league, the movements of both sides can be clearly captured by the audience, and even the higher-level kendo competition can see the figures. But the two of them could barely see two whirlwinds spinning, and they couldn't even tell that they were two people.

If you don't know the truth, you might think of it as two small tornadoes.

It's like watching a movie special effects, is there such a fast human being?

"Boom!" With a loud sound of iron colliding, the two people, who were originally two meters apart, switched places in the blink of an eye, and then the two knives were aimed at each other's eyes again.

"Stinky girl! You're really going to pierce my throat from the halfway point! ”

The old man got angry and asked the girl about the crime.

It seems that he didn't think that the other party had a way to kill his light enemy, which made him suffer a lot of losses, even if he had a slight advantage later, but he was still angry.

The old man's eyes clearly saw the murderous aura that was wrapped around the knife that the girl had just swung out. The kind of blow that is swung with all the strength of the whole body will never appear in practice under normal circumstances. Therefore, that stab was a serious attempt to kill the old man.

However, in fact, the old man did the same thing. He had no reason to accuse the other party at all.

"That's it. I don't know who told me before that when the blades intersect, even if the other party is a relative, they must have the determination to kill with one blow. Otherwise, don't draw your knife. Besides, when the knives collided just now, didn't grandpa also aim at my throat! ”

Maybe it was the old man's annoyed and angry relationship, and the girl's tone inevitably began to be prickly in her words. Because whether it is martial arts or the consciousness of fighting, the old man has been instilled since she was young.

The old man himself is the one who can draw his sword only when he wants to kill the enemy, and the person who instills this kind of awareness in the girl in actual combat is the old man himself.

As a result, the old man was mad at the girl who truthfully carried out his teachings. With this kind of unreasonable behavior, it is no wonder that the other party is angry.

But, in the ears of an angry old man, the right accusations are no different from nonsense.

"Nonsense, our Tsukahara family's naΓ―ve incense to take the Shinto stream is a one-trick kill! Only when I am ready to kill the other person's consciousness will I intersect with each other! The old man yelled with a flushed face.

"I know that such a dangerous swordsmanship has long been equivalent to a firearm. Besides, does it make any sense for you to use such a dangerous move on such a lively and lovely granddaughter? Could it be that I am dying of old age and jealous of my youth and beauty?! The girl asked with a look of unbearability.

In good conscience, if you have the consciousness to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts, the old man's proposition is correct; But the reality is that there is no time and occasion that can be used, and no matter how much you hone your killing skills, it will be in vain.

"It's noisy, it's noisy! - Stop talking nonsense there, shut my mouth! That is your attitude of hanging lilang, so I don't worry about handing over the true incense and Shinto flow to you. If it had been that stinky boy, Grandpa would have been..."The girl's opinion didn't seem to reach his ears, and the old man's forehead burst out with green tendons, and he roared angrily to put the knife back into the sheath.

"No, it's true! You old madman! ——”

"Don't think I don't know, Yongren's stinky boy has long secretly taught you his family's dragon gossip. It just happened to be used to confirm my newly figured out Yan Hui. ”

"Dead old man, stinky old man... Grandpa~, shouldn't this move wait for Yongjun to come back and then learn again? Don't worry~"

"No way, this stinky boy has almost evaporated from the world since he was injured in the news report, and the old man is already itching. It's just that at this stage, only you can compete with grandpa. ”

The old man's hand is slightly away from the edge of the gold, without touching the index finger of the right hand and clenched, the two fists (right front and left back) are placed in about two or three fingers at intervals, and then the little finger and ring finger are clenched, and when the rest of the fingers are loosened, the air flow around them suddenly stagnates, giving people a depressed and dull feeling.

The slightly squinted eyes shot out a fierce cold glow like lightning, and the temperature instantly dropped to the point of making people feel a chill.

"Fight! If you don't fight this time, you will definitely die! The girl's eyes were also ajar as she stared at her opponent, and the knife in her hand tightened unconsciously.

The steady, slow abdominal breathing is like a war drum in a gladiatorial fight in an environment where the needle drops can be heard.

Around, it seemed that the wind was gradually rising, and even a few people who were secretly watching the battle from a distance felt the surging wind.

There was a soft "crackle" above the voyeurs' heads, and the courtyard lights, which had not yet been extinguished by the time, dimmed and brightened again, and even the voltage seemed to be unstable.

And at this very moment

Qiang –

When the blade was pulled out and the first one of the words of the horizontal character flashed out of the sheath (carp mouth), the other two cold rays sealed the opponent's retreat like a flash of wind. This seems to be a three-dimensional swing that not only perfectly interprets the essence of "slow, broken, and urgent", but also subverts the limits of human movements.

The moment the figure that was distorted to flash like a ghost finally solidified in the voyeur's sight, after a series of "stabbing lala", the entire bamboo forest was suddenly in shambles. Three distinct white marks have been added to the stucco wall, revealing the inside of the green rock.

The cars inside and outside the mansion, which were affected by the shaking and the sound of bamboo falling to the ground, suddenly sounded like a chorus of shrilling sirens.

Such a big move finally forced the exchange to be terminated early.

Of course, the aftermath is more miserable than the makeup of the two.

"It seems that I can only go here today~" After frowning and looking around, the old man still put away his knife and returned it to the sheath.

"Really, this kendo uniform has been scrapped again!" The girl's uniform had several tears, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, this time you know that ginger is still old and spicy, right? ....! The old man proudly stroked the white beard at his chin, and his smug smile became quite wonderful as a gust of wind blew through the white hair that fluttered and fluttered messily in front of him.

"Hehe, help you shave your short hair, and be handsome for the New Year, haha...."The girl ran up mischievously and looked up and down the old man's embarrassing appearance with interest and squeezed.

"Stinky girl, don't you touch your head," the old man scolded, almost angrily, pulling the girl's ear with his hand.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, I don't know what happened, and several people who had changed from a state of voyeurism to the aftermath of the scene seemed to feel the ground under their feet shaking, and then a burst of smoke and dust spread out like ripples, and the wave of air that set off made people can only subconsciously raise their arms to protect their heads and faces.

"Bamboo... The rockery on the edge of the bamboo forest actually collapsed?!"

A few people looked at each other in shock, the two inside, one old and one young, are they really human beings?

The loud movement caused the surrounding sirens to sound continuously, and it sounded like the scene of a major disaster or accident.

"Run, this time I will inevitably have to be nagged by your mother for a long time"

"Really, the power of that sword just now is terrifying, if I hadn't dodged it..."

"Good granddaughter, don't mention the past. But the way you dodged my Yan Hui just now should be Yongren's kid's unique skill. So you're dating at this stage. ”

"Don't... Don't talk nonsense... I... I don't even have time to confess~"

"Cut, this doesn't look like your character at all. You must know that your mother confessed to your father when she was fourteen, and she had you when she was eighteen. If it weren't for the damn Abe government to change the age of marriage, Grandpa would have wished you had married him as soon as possible, so that he could join our Tsukahara family and officially inherit the Tenjin Chuan Katori Shinto stream, and I could have retired early to bring my future great-grandson. ”

"Say... What to say? It's like no one wants it.,You know, I'm the beautiful girl director of the National Kendo Federation.,I'm a goddess in the eyes of thousands of boys.,The idol of girls! ”

"Fart?! In fact, what you really care about is what he thinks of you. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been tied to that bun for so long. ”

"Hmm... You have to take care of it! ——”

"I don't care?! Don't look at you as strong in front of people, but you are the same as your father in terms of personality. If I don't push you, let Yongren's kid slip away, and you and I will regret it for the rest of our lives..."

"Then hurry up and help me find out Yongjun, I'm offering a reward of five million on the Internet... uh...."

"And said that you don't care, your mouth is not right. have put their own private money that they have saved for several years... Hehe, that grandfather also has to work harder, so that the gang of apprentices and grandchildren of the US military stationed in Japan are also active. ”

"yes, yes, it's long overdue to think of these guys."

"Okay, grandpa will help you even if he shows this old face. But you've got to figure out how to confess, don't come to the time..."

"Nasty - grandpa big badass, what a nasty! ——”

"Hehe, when he grows up, grandpa is naturally not as good as his sweetheart. But for the sake of your happiness and for the inheritance of our Tsukahara family, no matter what, grandpa will help you find that stinky boy of Yongren, I promise! ”

Looking at the girl's shy escape, the old man stroked his beard and sighed.

After the figures of both of them disappeared at the end of the aisle for several minutes, the huge movement finally quieted down, and the sound was completely calm, even a little terrifyingly quiet.

The people who rushed over had already tacitly begun to deal with the aftermath, but compared to the few people who were outside the door and explained to the neighbors and the police who rushed over, these brothers in the bamboo forest were even more shocked.

In the bamboo forest where the smoke and dust cleared, the huge changes shocked the group that entered, because the unrecognizable mess was telling what kind of catastrophe they had experienced.

On the ground, between the mud walls, on the bamboo... There are criss-crossing knife marks everywhere, as well as potholes all over the ground, bamboo branches and broken leaves, the worst thing is naturally the rockery, not only is it three points shorter, but the part that smashes on the ground has rammed the bluestone paved path. The huge bamboo forest is almost like the scene of the disaster.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, in the end, you can only raise the danger level of the old and the young to a newer level, speed up the long-familiar operation process with longing and passion, and then devote yourself to the morning cultivation of the dojo without worrying about breakfast.

The author has something to say:

The two chapters will be merged, and subsequent updates will be reversed. It's so unpopular to say~