"Cheers!"

After defeating the opponent in the first round, the members of the kendo club found an izakaya in Takadanobaba near Waseda University, and a total of more than 20 members gathered to drink.

Fujii and Ichikawa Rikichi are serving orange juice, they will only turn 20 next year, and now, at least in public, they are not allowed to drink.

"The next round of the competition seems to be three days later, and it will be a team of teachers from Kanto Ichigao."

There are members of the department who often use the Internet to tell the information of the opponent in a few days.

"The fifth stage of the vanguard kendo, the sixth stage of the Chinese army and the general, but the general seems to be a swordsman from the Zhixin Shadow flow, which is stronger than today's opponent."

"Afraid of what? Our Imamura teacher is a master of the seventh dan, and Fujii-san's can also draw with Imamura's teacher, so what is only six dan? ”

Someone opened his mouth disdainfully, and asked the shopkeeper in a kimono to add two bottles of sake, and there were few college students in Waseda who didn't drink, and every morning there were large patches of vomit everywhere on the streets of Takadanobaba, and sometimes you could see a few college students who fainted from drinking.

However, most of those students who are non-key majors, many of them are repeaters who have been admitted and abandoned themselves, and they have not been able to graduate for many years, but they have a few dollars in the family, and some of them have been provided until they are thirty years old, and they are regarded as repeaters by others.

More than half of the people in the kendo department who came to drink were cherry blossom girls, and most of them rushed to who came needless to say, at this time, several repeating immortals in the izakaya, with the strength of the wine, stopped two female members who came out of the bathroom, and their words were a little frivolous.

"Do you want to play with your brothers? It doesn't cost a penny. ”

"What's so good with simple-minded fools! I've got a good place here. ”

One of the repeater immortals with a cockscomb head was the most exaggerated, slapping his crotch in front of the girls and playing hooligan.

"You've gone too far! I don't care about you! ”

The male member who was close to the seat wanted to show his masculinity, and was pushed away and fell to the ground, and then the male members of the kendo department around him couldn't stand it, and more than a dozen people swarmed up and surrounded four or five repeating immortals, only Fujii Shu remained awake, and saw that there was a bamboo sword bag carried by the member on the seat, and pulled out a bamboo sword and waited for the result of the conflict, it was best that he didn't have to make a move.

"I'm so sorry, it's us wrong, I'm sorry."

The wine of the repeating immortals woke up all of a sudden, and the number of the other party was more than twice as many as their side, and they all looked like they had exercised, and they would definitely suffer if they really fought, and after bowing with an apology, they fled like mice.

"It's really a coward, I thought there would be a fight."

"When you see that there are many of us, you are afraid, and you are afraid of the soft and the hard."

The male members who won without a fight became proud, and some words got into the ears of the cockscomb head, making him have a trace of ruthlessness on his face.

Fujii didn't notice the look on the man's back, and thought that the matter was over, so he put the bamboo sword back.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that the dinner party of the kendo club ended, and the group paid the money, and when they walked on the street, dozens of ramps with steel pipes poured out from front to back, with exaggerated hairstyles one by one, wearing a white Chinese character coat printed with the bitter death of night dew, led by the rogue cockscomb just now.

As soon as the cold wind blew in the middle of the night, the drunken kendo members were much more sober, and the cockscomb proudly hit the telephone pole on the side of the road with a hollow steel pipe, making a banging sound, and the people who came out to see the excitement nearby hurriedly got into the store, not wanting to be affected.

"I checked, is it from the kendo club? Isn't it majestic? ”

These rampant people are all invited by the cockscomb head for a lot of money, and it is rare to be the boss once, and the cockscomb head also floated.

"Bullying is afraid of hardness, right? Are few people afraid of many people? ”

The more the cockscomb head talked, the more angry he became, and the frequency of tapping also accelerated a lot.

"All the men gave me a seat, and the two women stayed with me for one night just now, forget it, otherwise... Hum. ”

"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry."

Fujii Shu stepped forward from the frightened crowd, holding the bamboo sword for training in one hand, and Ichikawa Rikichi also had experience in the last dojo group battle, so he borrowed a bamboo sword and followed.

When a few people in the Rampant Clan saw Fujii's face, their expressions changed dramatically in an instant, and they passed on information to their companions around them, they were all witnesses of the 100-person battle in that dojo, and they thought that it would be safe to turn from Sumiyoshi to the Rampant Clan, but they didn't expect to meet this evil star.

"It's him, isn't it?"

"That's right, this is the same person that day, we were beaten and locked up for more than half a year, and Ruotou is still stepping on the sewing machine in prison."

"Let's go, we can't afford to mess with him."

"Go together, go together."

The whispered talk is getting wider and wider, and the rampant people are not stupid, what are they doing if they have suffered a big loss.

"Give it to me, and knock down a hundred thousand yen."

The cockscomb head didn't recognize Fujii, and raised the steel pipe to give an order arrogantly, but what he could hear was the sound of the mobs starting the motorcycle engine.

What kind of plane?

The cockscomb head turned back suspiciously, and the mobs behind him slipped away one by one, and the banner of benevolence and righteousness planted on the back of the car fluttered in the wind, leaving him alone to face the Fujii tree who walked forward slowly.

Feed! If you want to run away, you might as well take me with you!

The cockscomb threw down the steel pipe and turned his head to run, was hit by a sword under his leg, and the moment he fell, he was hit on the shoulder again, and rolled on the ground.

After a little lesson, Fujii Shu stopped, and Ichikawa Rikichi made up a knife, which can be regarded as venting his emotions, and the damage of the bamboo sword is not much, at most it is just a bruise.

Fujii didn't know what happened next, and when he rushed back to the apartment, it was already one o'clock in the morning, but fortunately, he was already a college student, so he could get up late to go to school.

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Three days later, in the second round, Waseda University faced Kanto Ichitaka.

The three players of Kanto Ichigao High School are all adult teacher swordsmen, and school teachers were also favorites to win the championship in the early years, but after the police officers of the island countries who showed that they were mainly in the limelight, they participated in the national kendo competition, and they fell into the top four every year.

Before the competition, the three teachers gathered in the school's small conference room for a short meeting.

The image on the projection screen is a recording of Fuji TV's one-hit elimination of Dr. Akita by Fujii Shu, and Hiroi, a physical education teacher who is a general, pressed the remote control to freeze the picture at the moment when Fujii Shu took out the sword.

"We should all have heard his name, Fujii Tree, an athletic genius at Hachioji High School, didn't expect that after going to university, he switched to practicing kendo, and his strength should not be underestimated."

Teruo Ueno, a digital teacher in the Chinese army, held his chin up, and the depth lens reflected the white light, and opposite him was the pioneer language teacher Katsu Shintaro, the weakest of them all.

"The adult world is not so simple, although everyone over eighteen years old can participate in this competition, but the peak of swordsmen is between thirty and forty-five years old, we happen to be at this age, it's not that there is no chance to win."

Katsu Shintaro is full of confidence, he hates this kind of young fame the most, the honor that the students of Kanto High School did not get, and their teacher wants to take it back.

"Their pioneer Ichikawa Rikichi is a breakthrough, Katsu Shintaro you have to eliminate him as soon as possible, and then consume as much physical strength as possible of Fujii Tree, even if Ueno sensei appears after defeat, you can solve this guy, Waseda's general Imamura Shinonome, I will deal with it."

Hiroi assigned the responsibilities of each person, he is the exempt successor of the Zhixin Shadow Stream, and he is the kind of swordsman who can report the name of the school he belongs to in the competition, if he hadn't been kicked out of the dojo, maybe he would have been able to rise to the seventh rank now, and he still has some kendo talent.

The seven-stage genre reported by Imamura Shinonome is also a straight heart shadow stream, and Hiroi is very impressed by this guy Imamura Shinonome.

Four years ago, when Hiroi first met Imamura Shinonome.

At that time, Hiroi was regarded as the third senior brother of the new generation of Kashima Shenchuan Zhixin Shadow Stream, and the kendo rank had just reached the sixth stage, and the first two senior brothers were both good at the seventh stage, but they were both focused on improving their swordsmanship, so he was managing the daily affairs of the door.

The characteristic of the straight heart shadow flow is that the training uses a larger giant wooden knife, which attaches great importance to the tempering of the heart and guts, and is different from the ape crying qi of the Satsuma Show, there is a very unique amoo breathing method, and the luck and energy are light and silent, but when attacking, thanks to the exercise of Su Zhen's practice of the giant knife, it is often strong and heavy, which is difficult to parry.

(End of chapter)