The manager led the two to the pantry, not a modest room for students to drink and rest, but a high-end tea room with an elegant atmosphere, wooden furniture and a variety of indoor bonsai.

Miyamoto Aki was sitting at the table drinking tea with his apprentice Nan Hehui, accompanied by an old man with white eyebrows, who seemed to be a senior teacher of this kendo hall.

"Welcome, Cheng." Miyamoto Qiu took the initiative to say hello, and then noticed the person behind him: "Oh, this is your sister, or."

"The neighbor who has a good relationship is a Yanhuang international student, and we can talk very well." Before the atmosphere became awkward, Makoto Kyushu took the initiative to explain:

"I'm bringing her with me to visit today, and I hope it won't cause you any inconvenience."

"Eh~ Yanhuang international students, it's really strange!" A hint of novelty flashed in Miyamoto Aki's eyes:

"To be honest, I quite like Yanhuang cuisine. Especially the strawberry mapo tofu I ate last time, although the taste is a little strange, but the accident is quite to my appetite! Thinking about it this way, Yanhuang cuisine is really more powerful than our Wano Country~"

“.” Makoto Kyushu was silent.

“.” Xiaojing bowed his head and was silent.

"It's okay, it's okay, the kendo hall is not a place with a lot of privacy, so if you want to visit, we are naturally welcome." The white-eyed old man on the side smiled politely: "Since you are Ah Qiu's friend, I will arrange for someone to take you to visit." ”

Kyushu Cheng took Xiaojing to the seat, and Nan Hehui made tea for the two.

They brew traditional matcha tea from the Japanese country, the tea is emerald green, the fragrance is very strong, the entrance is light and bitter but the aftertaste is sweet.

At the tea banquet, Kyushu Cheng quickly chatted with everyone.

The old man with white eyebrows is the director of this kendo hall and the enlightenment master of Miyamoto Aki. Makoto Kyushu told him about the fate of his acquaintance with Miyamoto Aki in Fukuoka, and clarified his identity background and his dream of opening a martial arts hall.

The old curator was very surprised when he heard this, but he didn't expect that this wild road warrior in front of him, who had neither a teacher nor a reputation, would want to establish his own sect in Tokyo.

Although this road is not impossible, it is most likely a dead end.

For the sake of Miyamoto Qiu's face, the old curator pointed out earnestly:

"Little friend, this is the era of the decline of martial arts. Martial arts can only exist as a sport and hobby, not a necessity, and the market is shrinking year by year. ”

"Tokyo's martial arts market has long been divided, and it's almost impossible to build a martial arts gym here from scratch, but it's not hopeless."

"Having a formal business license, a well-established martial arts inheritance and sufficient teachers is just the foundation, and the most important thing is to have a gimmick, that is, to be able to publicize."

"Although it's a bit embarrassing to say this, the most important reason why the Yueyong Sword Dojo Hall has been able to develop to its current scale is because it has cultivated a high disciple called Ah Qiu."

If you really want to open a martial arts gym, you have to make a name for yourself first. I suggest you go to some big fighting tournaments first, and if you can make a name for yourself, then you can go to the martial arts gym to get twice the result with half the effort."

After the hall owner's teaching, Kyushu Makoto only felt empowered.

The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, and if you want to make the martial arts hall start successfully, you must first have gimmicks and prestige. Otherwise, even if Kyushu Makoto's strength can reach Tokyo's invincibility, no one will recognize his martial arts.

Although Kyushu Cheng doesn't like to use martial arts in sports competitions to compete for fame and fortune, but if you want to create a gimmick, the easiest way is to participate in large-scale fighting matches, and then make a big name in the arena, so that everyone in the circle will remember you, and someone will help promote it when you open a martial arts gym in the future.

In addition to participating in competitions, kicking gym competitions is also a good way to create gimmicks. Chen Jiuzhou's master followed this path more than 20 years ago, kicking martial arts halls all over the world, defeating many well-known martial artists, and making him famous locally and nationally – but not without a lack of notoriety.

However, in today's rule of law society after the 21st century, the behavior of "kicking the hall" has long been discouraged. The kicked martial arts gym only needs to make a call to the police, and the kicker can be sent to the bureau on charges of "private fighting" and "harassment".

In that case, should you consider participating in some martial arts competitions after graduating from high school? Not only can you gain fame, but you can also get bonuses if you win, paving the way for your future dreams, no matter how you look at it, you won't suffer.

Makoto Kyushu began a new life plan.

In addition, the old curator also briefly explained the operation mode and key points of the martial arts hall for Kyushu Cheng, which gave him a preliminary concept.

Nan Hehui basically couldn't interject, he saw Xiaojing holding the teacup without saying a word, and kindly wanted to talk to her.

was suddenly accosted by a strange man, and Xiao Jing was a little stunned for a moment. But when she thought that Makoto Kyushu had come to such a place to take her to "training to overcome social fear", she clenched her fists and mustered up the courage to chat with Nan Hehui.

Probably because of Kyushu Cheng by his side, Xiaojing was not so afraid, and although he spoke intermittently, he could also express his thoughts completely.

Nan Hehui saw at a glance that this girl was a little introverted, so he was also patient, chatted with her softly, and added tea to her from time to time, just to give "Kyushu Cheng's friend" a face.

From the chat, Xiaojing learned that the "celebrity" in Kyushu Makoto's mouth was the samurai-headed boy named Miyamoto Aki on the other side of the table, who was currently the leading young kendo master in Wano Country.

Quietly looking at Miyamoto's side face, Xiao Jing couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Brother Cheng is really amazing, he can actually become friends with such a powerful person." ”

More than half an hour later, everyone's chat suddenly stopped at a certain moment, as if there was no more topic to talk about.

"Alright, there's almost enough time to rest!" Miyamoto Qiu stood up at this time: "Ah Cheng, let's have a competition!" ”

"Of course, I can't wait!" Makoto Kyushu followed and stood up, with high morale.

The two came to the dojo side by side, Miyamoto Aki wore a kendo robe, but he asked Makoto Kyushu to wear only everyday clothes.

"How do you compare?" Kyushu asked.

"If you don't mind, use this." Miyamoto Aki picked out two bamboo swords from the basket and threw one to Makoto Kyushu.

Kyushu Makoto took the bamboo sword and checked it: "It's good, just use this." What about the rules? ”

"There are no rules, just have fun~" Miyamoto Qiu waved his bamboo sword and warmed up:

"The last duel was too abrupt, this time I'll let you see my true strength, and let me see what you're capable of."

When the two were ready, they stood at either end of the dueling arena and stood with their swords in hand.

This game is a no-armor competition, both sides are not wearing protective gear, and they will be in pain if they are beaten, but it is also closer to the real battle, which is extremely testing the actual combat adaptability of both sides.

Many students in the dojo had already stopped training and gathered around curiously:

"Isn't this Miyamoto-sama!"

"The first time I've seen him in real life! So handsome and majestic! ”

"So lucky! I didn't expect to be able to meet him in person after only a month at the dojo! ”

Among them, there are naturally students who are talking about Kyushu Cheng:

"This person can actually fight a duel with Mr. Miyamoto, where did he also come from?"

"Strangely, I haven't heard of his reputation at all, and I haven't seen him in sports reports."

"I don't think he's holding his sword in the right way, like he's holding a stick. Didn't he learn kendo? ”

"I think he's just a layman who doesn't think he's self-conscious, and after learning a little three-legged cat kung fu, he feels invincible in the world, and he wants to challenge Miyamoto-sama~"

"Well~ This kind of clown occasionally appears in the kendo hall. However, if Mr. Miyamoto can take action himself, it doesn't seem to be a simple character to deal with. ”

In the eyes of these students, Kyushu Cheng's sword-holding posture and pace are incorrect, and he is a layman who does not understand kendo at all.

In the circle of martial arts practitioners, there are often such people who have not studied martial arts, but have only fought a few wild fights on the streets, and learned a little wild kung fu, and think that they are martial arts wizards.

This kind of person often looks down on martial artists who have received formal training, and even provokes and ridicules those "regular martial artists", and kicks the gym without self-esteem.

And most of their final endings were beaten by the unbearable "regular warriors", taught by them to be human, and reduced to clowns ridiculed by everyone.

At this moment, in the minds of the kendo hall students, Kyushu Makoto is probably such a corrupt image.

They believe that this competition must be a big victory for Akira Miyamoto.

Nan Hehui, who came to watch, couldn't bear it anymore, and explained:

"This Mr. Kyushu is a strong man recognized by the master, and today I am here to communicate with the master, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing this, the students shut up one after another.

“.” Miyamoto Aki glanced around, and happened to meet some of the fanatical fans, but his attention was on Makoto Kyushu:

"These people seem to think of you as a thug who kicked out the gym, don't you want to defend yourself?"

"What is there to justify? It's not the first time I've been misunderstood, and verbal justifications are just a waste of time. Makoto Kyushu grinned, like a gourmand who saw a plate of delicacies on the table and couldn't wait to taste it:

"So can you get started?"

"Of course, I can't wait." Miyamoto Qiu also licked his lips and couldn't hide his joy: "I couldn't have fun with you last time, so let's enjoy you this time~"

The two approached each other, and their murderous aura and fighting spirit steamed like fire.

(End of chapter)