Great Swordsman Ke Xue

In the pavilion, there were still three people: Tie Michiko, Tanaka butler, and Shimizu Koji.

Tie Michiko frowned slightly at this time, because she originally planned to end this sudden meeting temporarily. There were many things that she needed to think carefully about.

So, she was just about to send Shimizu Koji away and let him come next time.

But Shimizu Koji mentioned something unintentionally, which made her have many extra thoughts at this moment.

"Kanto Tournament--"

Calculating the time in her heart, Tie Michiko murmured, she had not paid attention to these kendo competitions for a long time.

But she knew another important thing about kendo. There had been no news for a long time about Oda Nobunaga's imperial tournament, and there was a rumor about it again in the past two years.

Although it was still very far away.

Her eyes wandered, hovering over Shimizu Koji's calm face for a few times.

"Your worries are unnecessary. Although your kendo skills are poor, there will definitely not be kendo masters like Teraori in the Kanto Tournament, especially in the high school group."

"Do you want to win the Kanto Tournament?"

When Shimizu Koji heard this, facing the strange eyes and tone of Tetsu Michiko, he hesitated, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.

He just asked casually about the strength of kendo players in general competitions, but after Tetsu Michiko knew that he was about to participate in the Kanto Tournament, she suddenly fell into deep thought.

And Shimizu Koji just saw the strength of Kohana Teraori and no longer underestimated the world. Moreover, in such a large-scale public competition, he certainly could not use the Sharingan casually.

As expected, he didn't answer for just a few seconds, and Tetsu Michiko, a noblewoman with a strong will, narrowed her eyes and said, "You must win the Kanto Tournament! Use your actual kendo skills."

"Although there is only one day left, I suddenly feel that if you can't even defeat those little devils with pure kendo skills, then even if you still have those mysterious eyes, it will be difficult to help me achieve my goal."

"And-"

"What?"

Tetsu Michiko changed her tone and kept the topic secret, and Shimizu Koji asked softly.

But in return, Tetsu Michiko shook her head slightly, "Let's talk about it after you win the Kanto Tournament."

Then, Tetsu Michiko suddenly changed her momentum and stood up from the chair.

"From now on, I will be your temporary kendo teacher."

"There are five hours left. I hope that after five hours, you can satisfy me."

Although she knew that her requirements were very demanding, Tetsu Michiko became more and more determined in her thoughts.

She was previously bewitched by Shimizu Koji's eyes, but if Shimizu Koji became a helpless person without his eyes, she would give him up without hesitation.

Although Shimizu Koji could not quite understand the change in Tie Michiko's mentality, he did have a strong interest in the so-called kendo at this time.

Just like he once longed for power, after knowing from Tie Michiko that the world was not so scientific, Shimizu Koji naturally and spontaneously rekindled his desire for strength.

Because becoming stronger can not only protect his current weakness, but also ensure that he can control his own unprovoked fate more truly and realistically.

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Tie Michiko took Shimizu Koji out of the garden and returned to the palace mansion like Buckingham Palace.

Shimizu Koji took the Masamune that Tie Michiko had officially given him, and was standing with her in the corridor on the first floor of the basement, witnessing nearly a hundred security personnel in black suits and sunglasses, who turned into cleaners and cleaned a room like a large warehouse.

In less than 20 minutes, the large room of more than 1,000 square meters was cleaned up and dust-free. The original large amount of accumulated debris was cleared away, revealing its true appearance.

One room, yes, a dojo.

A basement, more exaggerated than countless kendo dojos, is very expensive at first glance. The black and red wood is just used as a footrest for the floor.

Although it is spacious and there are no extra decorations, whether it is the sword racks in the corners or the rows of armors of various colors hanging on the wall.

Shimizu Koji is actually not very knowledgeable, after all, it is also the first time he has traveled to this world and Neon.

He didn't recognize those armors, but he could intuitively feel the breath of time blowing in his face, which was very expensive.

Most of them are antiques of hundreds or thousands of years, because he saw not only Japanese ones, but also some of them were obviously from the neighboring Eastern country.

Michiko Tetsu walked in first, her high heels clacking on the wooden floor, forming a clear echo in the empty room.

This place has been abandoned for more than ten years, and she has been reluctant to come here for a long time. Today, she cleaned it up not only because of Shimizu Koji.

Once she had a thought, she could have countless choices. Even if Shimizu Koji failed, she decided to continue to implement her idea.

Although it was extremely difficult to find a genius who could defeat that man, she had made up her mind.

"Do you know what kendo is?"

"I don't know."

Hearing this attitude without hesitation, as if Moroha was fighting with her, Tie Michiko raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but glance back at Shimizu Koji.

Seeing that he looked serious and didn't seem to be pretending, the slight unhappiness in her heart slowly dissipated.

Although she has certain expectations for Shimizu Koji, she doesn't have much tolerance. After all, he is not her child.

Shimizu Koji wanted to say that Tetsu Michiko had clearly said before that his swordsmanship was all about brute force, so what was the point of asking this?

"Well, as I said before, if you don't have those eyes, you will face Terori with only strength but no skills, and you will be defeated in the end. The same goes for other masters."

"So, if you want to become stronger, you can only truly enter the realm of swordsmanship."

Tie Zhuyu walked in the dojo, and while talking, he walked to a sword stand.

Although she was talking to Shimizu Koji at this time, in fact, her eyes were flickering, and her mind was just a scene of memories, which then turned into a black mist of hatred lingering in her mind and heart.

She looked at the sword stand in front of her, and she actually wanted to kick those precious swords to pieces.

In the past ten years or so, no one in her family has dared to mention kendo in front of her, let alone take out a sword.

The last time, the only time, it was Zhu Yu, her daughter, and that was the only time she slapped Tie Zhuyu.

It was precisely because of this that Koji Shimizu felt that Michiko Tatetsu had become inexplicably verbose, because Michiko Tatetsu's mind was not on him at all at this time.

"The way of swordsmanship is nothing more than 'mind', 'skill' and 'body'."

Tetsumi Tomoko's voice suddenly changed, and Koji Shimizu also listened carefully to the lecture with a slightly reminiscence tone.