Next to Zenfuku-ji Temple in Suginami-ku, Tokyo.

In front of a splendid atmosphere, white walls and gray tiles, full of cherry blossom country antique architectural style in front of a huge dojo.

Today, the staff member in charge of the opening of the Xuanwu Pavilion came to the gate of the Xuanwu Pavilion Dojo and looked at the large group of people standing in the small square in front of the door with a confused expression.

Tall, short, fat and thin, both men and women, all of them looked young.

Many of them were taking photos and videos with their mobile phones on the doors and plaques of their gyms.

The expressions on the faces of these young people all have a characteristic.

It's like practicing the ancient in the gym every day, and Ryota Irie sees that the student of the same class he hates is drawing the ancient object of the other strongest student.

It is foreseeable that this annoying person will inevitably lose extremely embarrassed.

Yes, just like at that time, the smile on my face that I couldn't suppress no matter what.

It must be exactly the same smile as the young people gathered in front of the gym.

Inexplicable thoughts bubbled up in his head, but he didn't think much of it.

As a staff member, seeing this large group of people gathered, out of personal curiosity and work responsibilities, he could only take the initiative to greet him.

After thinking about it, he asked aloud: "Hello, may I ask, why did you come to the Xuanwu Pavilion, do you want to sign up for kendo training?" (Sakura language)

Asked about this, Irie Ryota couldn't help but be a little excited, if these dozens of people came to become kendo trainees in front of him, then he would get a large amount of introduction money for becoming an introducer.

When the many young people who were asked heard Ryota Irie's words, they couldn't help but smile and say a similar reply together: "No, we are here to wait for someone." (Crappy cherry blossom language)

Just like the people of Daxia will instantly hear the unique flavor of Daxia when they listen to the Sakura people speaking Daxia language.

When the Sakura people listen to the Sakura language spoken by the Daxia people, they will immediately be able to distinguish that the other party is a pure Daxia person.

At this moment, Jiang Liang was a little surprised, how could so many Great Xia people gather in their Xuanwu Pavilion today.

Sakura people pay attention to being alone, and seeing that these young people are not here for the Xuanwu Pavilion, there is no need to care.

He immediately went back to open the door of the hall and started the opening work, it won't be long before the normal generation of the Xuanwu Pavilion and many students will come, and he has to hurry up to complete the cleaning and cleaning work.

Everyone laughed and watched Ryota Irie enter the Xuanwu Pavilion, and the atmosphere began to chat with each other in Daxia in a relaxed atmosphere.

"When do you think Qi God will arrive?"

"I don't know, but this Xuanwu Pavilion is only open for a few hours in the morning and in the evening, so it should come later, right?"

"I'm looking forward to it, it's better to be all right, it's only been a day since the news came out, and people came directly to Tokyo."

"Where did you all come from, I came here as a tourist, I didn't expect to see the Qishen Kick Hall during the tour, this tour is simply profitable!"

"Haha, a few of us are studying here, and today we came to see Qi Shen's might."

"Which brother or sister knows how to do live broadcasts, and will broadcast the real-time situation back to China later, I'm afraid that I can earn money for this trip by rewarding, haha!"

"! Qishen Blog announced, it will arrive on time at half past nine, and everyone hurries to get ready. ”

A person suddenly shouted, and when everyone heard it, they immediately took out their mobile phones to log in to the blog, and sure enough, they saw Qi Lin posting a blog.

[Tokyo, Hokushin Ilsword-ryu Genbu Museum, arrive at 9:30]

In a short paragraph, there is also a photo of the subway station itinerary screen.

At 9:10 a.m., inside the Beichen Yidaoliu Xuanwu Museum.

Shishidai Chiba Naoto walked into the dojo, this is a tall, handsome young man, wearing dark kendo pants and a white folded shirt, as soon as he entered, he asked loudly: "Who is the person on duty today, do you know what is going on with the group of people outside?" ”

At this time, there were already hundreds of students in the dojo doing all kinds of basic kendo training, and when they heard Naoto Chiba's voice at this moment, everyone immediately stopped their movements and stood up straight to look at him.

An ordinary-looking student walked out and replied loudly: "I am the one on duty today, and I have already asked about the group of people gathered outside the door, and they said that they were waiting for someone." ”

The person who answered was none other than Ryota Irie.

Chiba Naoto tilted his head and thought about it, nodded and said, "Forget it, regardless of them, have you done your own morning class?" ”

In response to him, all the students shouted: "It's done!" ”

Chiba Naoto nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you continue, wait for half past nine, and officially start practicing Jigu." ”

"Hey!"

After Qi Qi shouted, all the students started training in full swing again.

Naoto Chiba shuttled back and forth among the students, his eyes like a sharp blade kept glancing, and once he saw someone's empty wave or other posture was incorrect, he immediately stepped forward to correct it seriously, and the student who was corrected by it immediately straightened his body, and seemed a little afraid of this seemingly kind young man.

In the field of military attack, a strict master can produce a high apprentice, and a gentle master cannot let the students do their best to learn and absorb useful techniques in the arduous process of martial arts.

Chiba may have been a gentle teacher when he first became a teacher, but as his teaching experience grew, he eventually became a stern figure.

After more than ten minutes, the center of the venue in the Xuanwu Hall was vacated, and several rows of kendo students knelt on both sides.

Naoto Chiba has a serious face, and he also sits on the inside of the venue in a kneeling position, and behind him is a screen painted with the Chiba family crest.

His body was straight, he glanced left and right, looking at the hundreds of elite students in the dojo, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

Nowadays, the atmosphere of global martial arts sports is becoming more and more hot, and Sakura Country, as one of the countries that has always admired the sport of kendo, has eaten a huge cake under the huge wave of the times.

Their Chiba family, as the orthodox inheritance family of the Beichen Sword, has also made great strides in the performance of the Xuanwu Museum, which is now operating in Sakura, all over the country.

The headquarters of the Xuanwu Hall in Tokyo is also full of elite students from all over the country, and among the hundreds of people kneeling in the gym today, none of them are lower than the fifth dan, and there are even a few masters who have reached the sixth dan at a young age.

And he himself, the grandson of the Chiba family, is now twenty-four years old, and he has completely mastered all the skills of the Beichen One Knife Stream, reaching the level of the seven-stage "free of permission".

It can be called a rising star in the Japanese kendo world.

That's what the so-called high-spirited spirit is.

He restrained his expression slightly, ready to announce the official start of today's sparring Ji Gu.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to speak, the door to the dojo was opened to the maximum.

Naoto Chiba and many of the students couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.

Three figures appeared at the gate.

The sunlight shone from the outside of the dojo, and the three backlit figures were a little blackened, and they couldn't see clearly for a while.

It was only after everyone had adapted to the light that they could see the faces of the people clearly.

It was two tall young males and a beautiful black and purple haired girl.

The three of them walked into the dojo, followed by a large group of Daxia people who had gathered and waited at the entrance of the Xuanwu Pavilion early in the morning.

"Looks like the time is just right."

Among the three people in the lead, the tall handsome young man with long black messy hair in the middle said with a smile.

Obviously, it was Qi Lin and his party who arrived.

"I'm here to challenge Beichen Yidaoliu, which of you is the owner here?"

What's that, the liver is out~

(End of chapter)