In the main room of the Ichikawa Dojo, the eight-dan ancient swordsman Ichikawa Ryuhei, who has completely recovered, sits in the main seat, and on the left hand side is his son, 19-year-old Ichikawa Rikichi of the 5th dan of kendo, the head of the kendo department of Hachioji High School.

And opposite Ichikawa Rikichi, there are two uninvited guests kneeling on the tatami mat, one old and one young, the old one is about the same age as his father Ichikawa Ryupei, and the younger one is two or three years younger than himself, named Ichikawa Takayuki, the sixth section of Guliu Kendo, a genius who does not dismantle or detain.

"Next month is the contest of contestants in various places, and only three swordsmen are allowed to participate in the same genre, Brother Takahei, Takayuki and I came from the branch library in Sendai to concentrate the elite of our city and make a name for themselves in one fell swoop."

The person who was slightly younger than Ichikawa Ryuhei, after bowing down and thanking him, slowly explained his intention, he was Ichikawa Ryohei's younger brother Ichikawa Ryozo, a master of the seventh section of Guliu Kendo, and the general level was in the late stage of Kendo LV3, and the eighth section could be regarded as a primary LV4 swordsman.

"I see, you're here to grab a place, will you be my army?"

Middle-aged Ichikawa Takahei's temper is still hot, and he made it clear on the spot that the branch library in Sendai was opened by his younger brother Ryozo who was dissatisfied with his inheritance of the dojo, and he usually didn't have a phone call, but now he has the opportunity to be famous, and the quota is a total of three pioneers, middle army, and generals, obviously trying to kick out his son at the level of five dans.

"Big brother, we don't have this kind of idea, you and I are both good players in the seventh or eighth stage, so naturally there is no need to say more, but the quota of the pioneer is still fairer than trying, right? If we win the national championship this time, I heard that the government will also strongly support the promotion of the genre of the winner, so we came here for the sake of Ichikawa. ”

In response, Ryozo Yoshimasa's words leaned forward slightly with his upper body and pressed against Ichikawa Takakpei on the main seat.

How can it be repaired! Just relying on your son to be a sixth-dan, bullying people, right?

Ichikawa Ryuhei clenched his hands tightly, his son Ichikawa Rikichi would probably not be his nephew Takayuki's opponent, and the other students who were still practicing in the dojo were even more useless, he was the eighth dan of kendo, but his ability to teach people was not high, and he did not cultivate enough qualified heirs of the genre.

"It's okay if Li Ji doesn't play, as long as the eldest brother Ling's dojo can find a student who can defeat my family's filial piety, we will only get one place."

Seeing that the forced question took effect, Liangzao struck while the iron was hot and modified the conditions, he didn't believe that his eldest brother could teach excellent apprentices.

Ichikawa Rikichi, who has always been hearty, bowed his head and was silent at this time, his nails sinking into the flesh and oozing a few bright reds.

"Knock knock! I'm sorry I overheard your conversation just now, can I come in? ”

There was a knock on the window door outside the main house, and a familiar voice was heard, and Ichikawa Rikichi, who was guilty and resentful, turned his head sharply, and the papier-mâché doors and windows were opened, and Fujii stood outside the door with a smile on his face.

It's this kid, there's a good show to watch.

Ichikawa Ryuhei had a spin in his head, and immediately reacted and explained to his younger brother Ryozo.

"This is Fujii-kun, one of the students of the dojo, it just so happens that he is here, so let him represent our Ichikawa family, and compare it with your son Takayuki."

Ryozo took a serious look at Fujii Shu, and didn't think that this little white face had anything extraordinary, it was estimated that he was a little stronger than Ichikawa Rikishi, and his son Takayuki was considered to be superior in strength in the sixth section of kendo, so it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with this person.

Fujii Shu and Takayuki Ichikawa each held a bamboo sword and stood in the courtyard outside the main house without protective gear.

Fujii Shu, who was already at the peak level of the sword hero, stood casually, Takayuki Ichikawa did not despise the opponent, started in the middle, raised the sword with both hands and slashed Tang Zhu straight at the head, was blocked by Fujii Shu with one hand, and changed the move to a stab, but he fell into a void, turned around and looked around, and the opponent was already standing behind him.

"That's it? The level is a bit low! You won't be without a full meal, will you? ”

Fujii Shu sneered lightly, if you don't give Minister Ichikawa face, then don't blame me for humiliating you.

This guy is so fast?

Takayuki Ichikawa's confidence is no longer as sufficient as it was at the beginning, and the speed that just now dodged his sudden attack was not even possible for his father of the seventh dan of kendo.

After demonstrating the speed, Fujii Shu put on an upper stance, using the move of Ichikawa Takayuki just now, not fast or slow, to split a Tang bamboo, this move Ichikawa Takayuki happened to be able to only be hard connected, lifting the sword to block, his knees sank, and he almost fell to the ground.

As soon as he blocked a blow, the next Tang Zhu slashed head-on, Ichikawa Takayuki struggled to support, his arms were numb, and what surprised him even more was that Fujii Shu only used his right hand to hold it alone the whole time, and he was able to suppress his double hold, and he didn't use all his strength at all.

Fujii-kun's sword skills, why did he improve so quickly?

Takashi Ichikawa, who was watching the battle, was solemn, he knew that with his performance of one to 100 that day, Fujii Shu would definitely win, but only half a year later, this kid's sword skills faintly felt that they had surpassed him, what kind of fantasy was this?

originally wanted to pull people into the city, but now it's no show.

Ichikawa Ryuhei was a little disappointed, he wanted to get closer to the tuition fee before, but he didn't expect it to be difficult to open his mouth now, other people's swordsmanship is stronger than yours, what reason is there to pull others into the city.

And in the yard, Takayuki Ichikawa was already out of breath, and he split straight more than ten times, every time he wanted to hide, he had no room to retreat, so he could only stiffen his scalp, his arms couldn't stop shaking, and sweat was like rain.

It's time to wrap it up.

Fujii Tree is not a demon after all, noticing that the opponent is almost unable to hold on, he changes his move and stabs against Ichikawa Takayuki's throat, and he is still subconsciously raising the bamboo sword to resist the attack that does not exist.

"I lost, you're strong."

Takayuki Ichikawa threw away the bamboo sword in his hand, looking a little depressed, he has been a genius in kendo since he was a child, and he became a professional swordsman of the sixth section at the age of seventeen.

"I forgot to mention, I was booked by the kendo club of Waseda University, and Fujii-san just came to see us."

Ichikawa Rikichi, who had been silent, finally spoke, he didn't want to take this place, but Ichikawa Ryozo's attitude was too deceitful, and he could slap his face now.

"Then it's up to you, and hopefully you don't run into it in the game."

Ryuhei Ichikawa, who is the master of the genre, defined this matter, Fujii Shu smiled faintly, only Ichikawa Ryozo's face was gloomy, obviously feeling that he had lost face.

——

At the beginning of October, on the eve of the National Kendo Championship local contest, Waseda Kendo Club.

"Tomorrow's contestant is Pioneer Rikichi Ichikawa."

The baby-faced instructor Imamura Shinonome named Ichikawa's name, and Ichikawa Rikishi, who was sitting in the crowd, got up to pick up the brocade cloth in Imamura Shinonome's hand, which was embroidered with two Chinese characters for the pioneer in white characters.

"Thank you, I'll fight hard."

In the midst of a round of applause, Ichikawa Rikichi bowed and returned to his original position, the current head of the kendo club, Sayamamae, had a somewhat panicked expression, he thought that he was not Fujii's opponent, and if Imamura-sensei also participated, wouldn't there be no place for him?

"Chujun, Fujii tree."

The name reported by Imamura Shinonome next is not surprising to everyone, Fujii Shu, who can draw with the seven-dan swordsman Imamura-sensei, Riyin occupies a place.

"The last general, I will recommend myself, if you have any questions, you can raise them."

Squinting his eyes and smiling at his name, Imamura Shinonome's gaze swept over the activity room, and no one had any objections, even Sayama lowered his head and accepted his fate.

"There are a total of seven rounds of local competitions, and the wheel battles are carried out one by one, and all the eliminated ones lose the game, that is to say, if there are strong enough players, it is not impossible to defeat three with one, and I hope that the two students participating in the competition will cherish the opportunity, and if the chances of winning are insufficient, they will adopt the tactics of dragging the court and consume the opponent's physical strength."

Imamura Shinonome then reminded Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Rikichi that on the surface, Waseda University, which has two seven-dan and one six-dan university, can only be regarded as an upper-middle level in the participating teams, and there are several ancient school dojos in Tokyo, all of which are masters of the eighth dan, and the chances are still relatively slim.

What's more, Fujii Shu has not yet taken the rank exam, and he is the only player without a rank in the list reported by many participating teams.

"The seven rounds will be over in three weeks, and the top three teams in the Tokyo area will qualify for the national competition, but the higher the rankings, the weaker the opponents will be in the first round, so we will try to win the first place."

Imamura Shinonome's words were actually said to Fujii Shu, they are all extraordinary human cultivators, even if they meet a team with the same cultivators, they can win by numerical advantage, and the cultivators are not cabbages, they are everywhere, and it is rare to have one as an opponent.

(End of chapter)