City Children's Palace, Musashi Kendo Hall.

This is the most popular kendo gym in the city, and unlike other places with strong male coaches, the head coach of the Musashi kendo gym is a gray-haired old man.

When he first came here to open a store, the surrounding peers also deliberately came to provoke, pushing and shoving him to the corner, his face trembled, and the old man didn't speak, just picked up a bamboo knife and made a move.

No one could see how quickly he drew his knife, and everyone only saw the clothes on the strong man in front of him suddenly tear apart, revealing five red marks on the muscles of his chest.

Since then, the old man's Musashi kendo hall has become a myth in the Children's Palace, and parents love to send their children here after hearsay, hoping that there will be a kendo boy or something in the family.

The door is naturally happy, but the neighbors always see the old man holding a bamboo knife against the corner of the wall sighing, he said that he is old, and he has met so many children who are mediocre in talent, but he is afraid that he will go into the coffin board with his own school, and no one will inherit the mantle.

The words are full of rivers and lakes, as if he is some kind of sword saint who lives in seclusion in the city, with that gray hair and beard that has never been groomed, how can he be a golden lion king level, right?

Today, the old man rarely came to the stage with a bamboo knife, dressed in white fluttering and quite chivalrous, the onlookers children and adults sat in the audience and hugged their knees, cheering, and applause burst into applause.

This is a very rare thing, usually teaching is mostly done by the old man's apprentices, and the only thing that can make him personally face it is probably only the goods who don't know how to come to the gym.

The old man's opponent was a heavily armed girl, and it was difficult for the audience to see her full face because of the cloth tape, but fortunately, there were also emaciated wrists exposed under the kendo uniform, and a kendo ponytail tied high to judge her identity.

This is a one-on-ten duel, in addition to the old man, the kendo girl is surrounded by nine adults, they are all coaches here, ten people form a circle, and surround her from different directions.

Even though this girl was already quite tall and slender among her peers, and in the face of these men whose muscles looked like a Navy SEAL, she still felt that her strength was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and everyone invariably pinched her sweat.

"Ten against one? It's so unfair, how can there be such training! "Someone just came to the unknown, so when he saw it, he was filled with righteous indignation.

"What do you know? It's a no-go pass! If he passed, it meant that Chu Zihan had learned all the skills of the hall master, even above the hall master! The old acquaintance replied with disdain on his face.

"So cows? But she looks like she's only a teenager. The melon-eating crowd stood on the side and saw the face that was still slightly delicate with the blindfolded, which was really surprising.

"This is genius!" The old acquaintances were amazed.

I still remember that three years ago, when the owner of the pavilion first saw Chu Zihan holding a knife, his spiritual head almost lit up, and he rushed up with an arrow step and touched the bone of the little girl's wrist, and there were words in his mouth, genius, genius! I didn't know that I thought he was going to molest, and the little girl was surprised inexplicably, and the bamboo knife in her hand subconsciously poked the old man's nostrils, and the blood flowed like a spring on the spot.

The old man didn't take it seriously, he covered his nostrils with one hand, pointed at Chu Zihan with the other, and said Little girl, your bones are amazing, you are a martial arts genius like no other, and it is up to you to maintain world peace! Old man, I have a jade girl swordsmanship here, I think it is related to you, do you want to learn it? I don't want a dime, I just ask you to come and study in my kendo gym!

No one knows how an old man took out the Jade Maiden swordsmanship, this kind of martial arts secrets that only exist in the Condor Heroes, it is more likely that he is casually talking nonsense. But his kendo skills are really good, after seeing the old man's speed of drawing his sword and slashing with his own eyes, Chu Zihan decisively nodded and agreed to the old man's request, without spending a penny, and reported every week rain or shine for three consecutive years.

Now three years have passed, the little girl has grown like the peach blossom next door, slim and elegant, when the apprentice arrives at the teacher, he should pick up the bamboo knife in his hand and point at the master's nose to challenge. If you win, you will pass it on, and if you lose the bamboo knife spanking, you will go home and continue to practice.

Being spanked in public, still a girl, this is definitely a shameful thing, but there has never been a distinction between men and women in the kendo hall, they are treated equally, and if you are not strong enough, you have to accept punishment, since you dare to challenge the master, you have to be mentally prepared.

So this duel is very important to Chu Zihan, she can only win, there is no second choice, Bai Fumei cannot leave such a painful stain in her life.

"Drink!" The old man slashed the air, roaring like a lion and tiger, and the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the bamboo knife burst out, and the power poured into the blade like flowing water.

Few people saw him go all out, it was not the owner of the Musashi Kendo Hall, the blade was not out, the momentum came first, and some of the children who were watching were so frightened that they leaned back to dodge.

The nine coaches staggered and attacked at the same time, and the sound of bamboo knives cracking through the sky crackled.

Chu Zihan's eyes were covered with cloth tapes, and she could only judge the direction of the bamboo knife in an instant by her voice. Stepping, spinning, and fighting back, each of her knives hit the incoming bamboo knife with precision, even the defenseless lower body was dodged by the light body, although she only learned kendo, but she was as soft as the dancing girls next door.

The nine bamboo knives were beaten behind Chu Zihan one by one, and each coach staggered out several steps, Chu Zihan's target was their bamboo knife, but the power seemed to be able to be transmitted from the knife to the body, and was forced to be dragged behind her.

The coaches looked at each other and smiled bitterly, worthy of being a martial arts wizard favored by the hall owner, at first everyone thought that the old man was actually lustful, because Chu Zihan was really a very beautiful girl, and if she changed into a white Hanfu, she could directly compete with Liu Yifei who would play the little dragon girl, and most of the old man's previous apprentices were boys.

Later, Chu Zihan became more and more able to fight, and it wasn't until the coaches would only be beaten down by her in three moves that everyone came to their senses, and the hall owner really wanted to find a top-level apprentice and teach everything he knew.

Now Chu Zihan can easily defeat the coaches, but this is not enough, the real killer move is still to come! There's a curator there!

The cheers of the audience resounded throughout the gym, as they saw the old man's legendary posture, which made him famous, and he did not lose a single trick on the way.

Chu Zihan couldn't see it, but she could sense the atmosphere called murderous machine, every line on the old man's muscles was extremely clear in her mind, and she could even imagine the fierce attack that surged when that move appeared.

The bamboo knife is out of the sheath, the speed of the old man's speed is not fast, even ordinary people can see clearly, he is half-crouched like a tiger, the bamboo knife hangs sideways, imagine that there is a non-existent scabbard there, only when approaching the enemy will he draw the knife with lightning speed, and the knife will be slashed immediately.

The air seemed to be quiet at this moment, the old man took out the knife faster than most people's eyes, they only saw the traces of the cross in the vision, a crisp snap sounded in the ears, the bamboo knife in the old man's hand came out of his hand, spun and fell in front of the audience, and he still maintained the gesture of drawing the knife.

He had already struck and swung his sword, but he didn't hit, and he was even deprived of his weapon at that moment.

"You've lost." Chu Zihan untied the blindfold cloth belt, tore off the hairpin used to tie his hair, and his long straight hair like clear soup noodles spread out in the air without worry.

Many people actually came to see the excitement and met her for the first time, but at this moment they all liked her for the first time, there was not much expression on that face, it can be said that it was as cold as ice, and people always felt that she would say a word to you the next moment. But even so, you will still like it, because her beauty has a kind of thrilling beauty, even if she raises her foot to step on your face and passes by, you will happily hold it and say thank you for the princess's gift.

This is the summer of Chu Zihan's fifteen years old, and unintentionally, she has become a goddess for many boys who are several years younger than her, and many years later, those boys have grown up, and even have their own girlfriends, but they still think of the kendo girl back then, and they feel that the girlfriend in their arms is compared to others, which is probably the gap between Wang Xiaomei and the aunt of the ancient tomb sect in the village.

In the silence of time standing still, many people forgot to breathe, even the old man was full of disbelief, he subconsciously thought that it was a top master, but when he saw that face, he would remember that it was the apprentice he taught single-handedly, so the worry gradually became joy, he was happier than the children who began to applaud and cheer in the audience, the old face was flushed, and the appearance of clapping and congratulating looked like a lively old urchin.

"I knew you could!" The old man slapped his hands red.

"Or you teach well." Because he had received too much applause, Chu Zihan was more comfortable in the face of this situation, and bowed respectfully to the old man, "Maybe I won't come here again from tomorrow." ”

"Is it so urgent?" The old man was stunned for a moment, teaching such an excellent apprentice, of course he wanted to show off, but every apprentice always has a full-fledged time, and will go to find his own forest.

"I'm going to fight." Chu Zihan has always been very sincere, and he directly stated the reason.

The old man's smile froze on his face, and he said in his heart, what kind of fight? Did you learn kendo just to beat people? I really didn't see that the beautiful girl with a pearl actually lived a little tiger in her heart.

"I didn't teach you kendo to let you fight!" The old man put on a serious look.

"But the purpose of my learning this is to fight, if I don't go, it won't make any sense." Chu Zihan looked a little helpless, "It's okay, I know how to be measured." ”

The old man really has a mouthful of blood in his mouth and can't spit it out or swallow it, what does it mean to know how to measure? Do you think that's all you need to do? Don't think I don't know that you don't stop beating people at all, those coaches often have hand injuries because of you is the best proof of this!

He wanted to say something, but Chu Zihan had already gone to the locker room, ignoring the cheers and congratulations around her, as well as the children who jumped over to surround her, there was a rare smile on her face, but that smile was obviously disguised, and there was a kind of coldness that rejected people.

The old man has always felt that Chu Zihan is a strange girl, but he himself can't tell what is strange, it is clear that she is alive in front of your eyes, slim and elegant, just by looking at it, you will sigh the beauty of youth, but you always feel that she is ethereal, it seems that she does not live in this troubled world at all, and it is difficult to tolerate other people in her eyes.

Out of this world? No, maybe it's more lonely, the old man hasn't seen her parents until today, every child here will bring their parents when they take the exam, but Chu Zihan seems to have always been alone, carrying the racket bag with a bamboo knife, coming quietly and leaving quietly.

When Chu Zihan came out, she had already changed into her own clothes, a white cotton long skirt, one-inch-high Roman shoes, with that rare long straight hair, there was a kind of literary girlishness that came out of the comics, if you ignore the big killer on her back, the black tennis racket bag is not a fun thing, when she took out a bamboo knife from there and held it in her hand, she just gave the impression that it should become Sanada Yukimura.

"Thank you for taking care of you for three years." She walked up to the old man and bowed deeply, her hair scattered like flowers and then straightened up and closed, with a certain quiet fragrance.

She left the kendo hall like this, and the old man looked at her back silently, with mixed feelings, and wanted to reach out and call her for a while, and leave her behind, even if it was just to look at such an excellent apprentice for a while.

But in the end, she chose to give up, the girl obviously has a different life, she is different from those children who come here to wield bamboo knives, it is with some kind of purpose, and now that her purpose has been achieved, there is nothing worth cherishing, just as she always comes gently, and walks gently, waving her sleeves, not taking away a cloud.

I really don't know who can have such a good girl in the family, the old man is very envious, and at the same time he thinks of his own bastard boy who is stupid all day long, every time he practices the bamboo knife with Chu Zihan, he wants to kick Ya's ass twice when he goes back, why can't other people's children be his own?

The old man let out a long sigh and looked down at the thing in his hand, it was an envelope, which Chu Zihan gave him when he left, and when he opened it, there was a check lying inside.

In the past three years, he has not asked Chu Zihan for a penny, but Chu Zihan still made up for the tuition fees that should be paid, and by the way, he also tripled it as a thank you.

It turns out that she is not unkind, but she is not good at showing it on her face, but she always remembers it clearly in her heart.