The next day, I came to the school at about eight o'clock, and the first class of the Chinese literature major was taught by Professor Sosuke Fukuyama, who taught the most important literature course, the content of which was to appreciate and study ancient Chinese literature.

The bright classroom is full of students, different from the uniform of high school, everyone's regular clothes have their own characteristics, Fujii Shu sits in the middle row of the side seat, the first class of the freshman year, and those who dare not come have not.

At nine o'clock, a sixty-year-old professor with a neat haircut entered the door with the textbook in his hand, and the noise in the classroom fell silent, and everyone watched Professor Fukuyama put down the textbook in front of the podium.

"Good morning, I'm Sousuke Fukuyama, a professor in the Faculty of Letters, and I've been the teacher I've been dealing with the most in the next four years."

The good morning at the beginning was Chinese, and Professor Fukuyama's Chinese speaking ability was surprisingly strong, even with a little northern accent, and he glanced among the thirty or forty students in the classroom and stayed on Fujii for a moment.

"Our course will continue until the end of the senior year, and the credits are also the most forty points, I will start from the literary works of the Spring and Autumn Period of China and the Warring States Period, until the end of the Ming Dynasty, during which there will be some historical content of the background of the times."

After Professor Fukuyama finished speaking, he wrote the two Chinese characters of the Warring States period on the blackboard.

"When it comes to the Warring States, the first impression of our island people is the melee from the late Muromachi shogunate to the Anshi Momoyama period, which is hundreds of years ago, while the Warring States period of China has a longer history, more than 2,000 years ago."

"The Zhou Dynasty, which unified the world, has been in power for 800 years, but since the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, it has gradually become a puppet of the vassal states in various places, which is of the same nature as the Daimyo division during the Warring States Period of our country."

"The vassal states of the Warring States Period in the late Eastern Zhou Dynasty, do any classmates know?"

After a long speech, Professor Fukuyama began to ask the students in the room, and many of them raised their hands, and Fujii watched quietly.

"Fujii-san, you can answer."

Professor Fukuyama did not point to those who raised their hands, but pointed out that Fujii Shu was allowed to speak, and I don't know for what purpose.

"The seven kingdoms of Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin were dominant, and the Qin state completed the great unification in 221 BC, and the first emperor won the government to unify weights and measures, ending the troubled times of the Warring States."

If you are not familiar with the history of the Chinese country, the island people will know the Warring States Seven Heroes at most, but Fujii Shu Chao said the answer, the name of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States is still in Chinese.

"Very well, please take a seat."

Professor Fukuyama nodded with satisfaction and motioned for Fujii to sit down, this specialty student arranged by Mr. Hayakawa is really something.

Qu yuan.

He wrote Chinese characters on the blackboard again and introduced them.

"Qu Yuan, a doctor of Chu Guoshi, a politician and poet, we will analyze his work [Lisao] this week, this is a great creator who has a profound influence on the poetry of later generations of Huaguo, and the era in which he was active was the Chu State, one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States..."

After a class, Fujii remembered the entrustment of Masato Sakai yesterday, and when he got out of class, he went to Professor Fukuyama and explained the situation.

"He? I think about it, I've been a student for more than nine years, and now I seem to be a well-known actor, so you can't learn from him. ”

Professor Fukuyama and Fujii Shu communicate in Chinese throughout the whole process, and it is completely encrypted for the students passing by, and the Chinese class in the freshman year has not yet begun, and the average island country student will not learn Chinese, and even if he does, most of them speak with a Taijun accent, unlike these two people who can seamlessly integrate into Chinese society.

After completing the entrustment of Masato Sakai, Fujii Shu came to the Okuma Garden on campus, which is actually a campus park, and Ichikawa Rikichi arrived before him, and the two made an appointment on the Li.ne to go to the Kendo Club of Waseda together to sign up for the local kendo tournament in October this year, and strive to enter the top three in the Tokyo area and qualify for the national kendo competition.

There are thousands of activity clubs in Waseda, and the total number of students is only about 50,000, and a considerable number of these clubs are the kind of messy ones, but fortunately, the sports competition club department is much better, and often has its own fixed venue to practice.

Through the door glass of the kendo club, you can see that there is a large activity room with several classrooms, and there are about thirty or forty members, and there may be some who have not come, which is estimated to be two or three times more than the number of people in Hachioji High School.

"Squeak——!

After knocking on the door, the double door was opened, Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Rikichi entered the activity room, and the members of the department inside stopped Su Zhen's practice one after another, hasn't the recruitment of new people in the kendo club just begun? I didn't have to register so quickly before, and I came before noon on the second day of school.

"Is it Fujii-san? Hayakawa-sensei has informed me in advance, and you are welcome to join the Waseda Kendo Club. ”

A slender young man with long hair took the initiative to step forward and stretch out his hand, Fujii Tree shook hands with him, this person's appearance is handsome, but compared to himself, the few female members in the activity room took out their mobile phones and took pictures regardless of the sound of the flash.

"I'm Sayamamae from the junior law school, the head of the kendo department."

The long-haired man introduced himself with a smile on his face, let go of his hand, and looked at Ichikawa Rikichi on the side.

"This is my high school kendo club senior, Rikichi Ichikawa."

Fujii introduced Minister Ichikawa, but concealed his former status as a minister and only said that he was a senior.

"Since both of you practiced kendo in high school, can you give us some advice?"

Sayama suddenly changed the subject, pointing to the new armor in the corner and the nylon sword for practice.

"It just so happens that new competition equipment has been handed out, so let's try the effect."

There's something wrong with this guy.

Fujii didn't say a word, and after saying hello, he was going to provoke trouble and fight, was it obviously the first time they met?

"I'll come, Fujii-kun."

Although Rikichi Ichikawa of the fifth dan of kendo knew that he was not Fujii's opponent, he felt that he was still sure of dealing with the head of the kendo department of a university, and he confidently opened his mouth to fight.

The two of them each put on a neck helmet and light chest armor, Ichikawa Rikichi picked up a nylon sword in the shape of a sword, and Sayama chose a Taidao nylon sword.

"If you lose your ability to move or get hit three times in the critical area, you lose, and we will try it with the new rules."

Sayamamae explained in a deep voice the rules of the contest, and the armor zone actually refers to the head, throat, and heart covered by the breastplate, which is the new rule of the national kendo competition.

"I see, let's get started."

Rikichi Ichikawa is already eager to try, and it is just time to use this competition to prove his strength in order to qualify for the kendo club.

"Ichikawa is a knife stream, Ichikawa Rikichi."

Rikichi Ichikawa, who was exempted from the genre last year, solemnly reported his name.

"Kendo 5th dan, Sayamamae."

Sayamamae is a staunch supporter of modern kendo, believing that the ancient genre is all old antiques built behind closed doors, and that the technique is far inferior to that of modern kendo.

This kind of thing should be thrown into the trash, and the sword skills under the scientific norms of modern kendo are the strongest.

Sayama made a very aggressive upper leg gesture, and without too much temptation, he slashed down.

"Boom!"

Ichikawa Rikichi set up the knife with both hands, steadily blocking the slash in front of Sayama, the distance between the two was closer, and they used each other's strength to transfer the whole body strength of the sword face to face, and the pitch-black nylon sword trembled slightly, and if there was no inner core of the steel bar, it would not be able to hold the deformation.

At the same time, the force was withdrawn, and the two stepped forward again, stabbing each other from the middle section in unison, and Sayama used a knife to open Ichikawa Rikichi's knife, and when he was just proud, there was a force under his feet, and it was Ichikawa Rikichi who was close to him who tripped him with his foot, and the moment he lay on his back, he stabbed him in the heart.

The attack was successful, and Ichikawa Rikichi made a broken heart, and the horizontal sword was bloody, and he took a few steps back.

"Ahem, hmm!"

Even with the protection of thick armor, the moment Sayama was stabbed, he still felt depressed, and he no longer dared to underestimate Ichikawa Rikichi, this guy has some means.

The five dan of the ancient school is much stronger than the ordinary kendo five dan, especially after improving the rules of the game and the protective gear, the closer it is to the actual battle, the greater the advantage of the killing sword over the practice sword.

Fujii, who was watching the game, concluded that the on-field competition continued.

Unscrupulous use of swords to kill people is the core of swordsmanship, and what living swords and saving swords are heretics that deviate from the original intention of the sword.

After the battle of 100 people in the dojo, Ichikawa Rikichi realized in his heart that he did not have the skills of Fujii Shu, but the concept could be achieved, and he pursued the essence of swordsmanship.

Re-putting himself in the middle stance, he took the initiative to attack, Ichikawa Ichito-ryu's pace was light and elegant, which was the core skill of Ichikawa-ryu, sliding to dodge the counterattack in front of Sayama, turning his body sideways, and hitting the opponent's sword-holding arm with a sword.

Without waiting for Sayama to react, Ichikawa Rikichi turned his knife and slashed at the helmet in front of Sayama, slashing the bamboo cowhide lining helmet with a hollow face, and in the other party's stunned gaze, a sword against his throat.

Two consecutive attacks were successful, and the winner was divided, and Waseda University's kendo chief Sayamamae was defeated by Hachioji High School's kendo chief Ichikawa Rikichi.

"Bang Bang!"

Fujii Tree, who was watching the battle, clapped his hands, Ichikawa Rikichi's sword skills were obviously one level stronger than Sayamamae, plus they were both from Hachioji High School, they were partners of the same faction, and they were both prosperous and lossy.

"It's me who lost, you're strong."

The defeated Sayama simply admitted that his skills were inferior, and he wanted to give these two people a dismount, but he didn't expect it to overturn.

"Concession."

Rekichi Ichikawa didn't have much modesty, put the nylon knife back in place, and took off the protective gear on his body.

After this competition, Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Rikichi filled in the information for joining the department and officially joined the Waseda Kendo Club.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon at the end of the day's classes, Fujii Shu was passing through Takadanobaba Street on the way, and saw many Waseda students entering the izakaya together, which is also a kind of characteristic, he had already heard that Waseda, which is very famous in China, in fact, only the three disciplines of politics, law and business are still the top in Asia, the Faculty of Literature is a little worse, and the quality of students from the Faculty of Science and Technology and the Faculty of International Relations is far lower than expected.

Fujii Shu was not too disappointed, his life no longer needs academic qualifications to prove ability, and Waseda's Faculty of Literature is not much worse, there is still a first-class level in Asia, and the parallel traders are just people from other faculties, and they have nothing to do with him.

When I returned to the apartment, it was exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, I hastily ate dinner, lay on the bed, opened the simulation battle panel of Goldfinger, and spent the little freedom attribute accumulated in the past three months to carry out ten battles of Toba Fushimi.

The familiar smell of gunsmoke poured into his nostrils, and the ceiling in front of him transformed into a devastated battlefield, and each time he appeared in a different position, this time on a path.

Still dressed in green clothes, Fujii slashed an infantry soldier with his sword, walked leisurely along the path, encountered a slash of people regardless of faction, and stopped in front of a young man in a crimson kimono in a short time.

Is it Kenshin Scarlet Village?

Fujii looked up and down, and the corpse of the shogunate army was lying next to the crimson kimono man, even the Sa Changjun of the same camp was far away from this person, plus his clearance, there were no living people around.

With a cross scar on his cheek, less than one meter six tall, and a crimson kimono, it should be him.

After carefully examining and judging the information, Fujii Shu also became serious, at this time, Kimmura Kenshin used a normal sword, and he had the reputation of being an executioner pulling out a sword, and his strength should be stronger than Saito's.

"What did you kill for?"

Unexpectedly, Scarlet Village Kenshin first opened his mouth to ask Fujii Shu, this person was killed all the way, he saw it all in his eyes, whether it was the shogunate army or the Sa Chang army, it was impossible to escape his sword blade, invincible.

"In order to improve your sword skills, the sword is a murderous sword, and only by constantly fighting and wandering on the edge of life and death can you quickly improve yourself."

Fujii raised his sword, it was rare to meet the protagonist in the scene, and it would be a pity not to fight.

At this time, Kenshin, who has already realized in his heart, does not need to be reminded by Saito Ichi, and is tired of fighting and killing swordsmen, and in the face of new opponents, he just wants to have a happy battle, regardless of the result of life and death, and give up the sword in his hand afterwards, away from the grievances of the world.

"That's a coincidence, some of my original thoughts were the same as yours."

Kenshin dropped the scabbard, and no matter whether he won or lost, he would never pick it up again, just like his swordsman's heart, which no longer needed to kill too much.

The sword swings in the lower section, and Kenshin holds the sword in one hand, and suddenly bursts out of speed and launches a slash from the bottom up.

Long Xiang flash!

Fujii Shu held a knife to block it, Kenshin slid sideways, and in an instant, he received another slash on his robe, but he was still stopped by Fujii Shu's horizontal sword, but the dead leaves on the soles of his feet sank half an inch, and the blade trembled more than once, making up for the Scarlet Village Kenshin, which was five times the physique of ordinary people, was really not easy to deal with.

"Interesting, the executioner's last awakening? You seem to be burning yourself! ”

Fujii, who blocked two attacks in a row, saw the will of the person in front of him, and the sword was more direct than the human heart, and through sword moves, he could understand the opponent's thoughts.

"Then I can't fall into disadvantage! Ichikawa Ichito-ryu, Fujii tree. ”

After holding the sword with both hands and flicking off Kenshin's several consecutive slashes, he reported his name.

"Flying Imperial Sword Flow, Scarlet Village Kenshin."

Kenshin also reported to his home, and the two swordsmen who killed people in the simulated battle met for the first time.

(End of chapter)