I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 118 Feimura Kenshin

The next day, I came to school at around eight o'clock. The first class of the Chinese literature major was taught by Professor Fukuyama Sosuke. He taught the most important literature course, which was about appreciating and studying ancient Chinese literature.

The bright classroom is full of students. Different from the uniforms of high school, everyone's regular uniforms have their own characteristics. Fujii sits in the middle row and sits on the side. It's the first class of the freshman year. There are not many people who dare to come.

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At nine o'clock sharp, the 60-year-old professor with neatly combed hair came in with textbooks under his arm. The noise in the classroom quieted down, and everyone watched Professor Fukuyama put down the textbooks in front of the podium in complete silence.

"Good morning, I am Sosuke Fukuyama, professor of the Faculty of Literature. I will be the teacher who will interact with you the most in the next four years."

The good morning at the beginning was in Chinese. Professor Fukuyama's Chinese speaking ability was surprisingly strong, and he even had a northern accent. He glanced among the thirty or forty students in the classroom and paused for a moment on Fujii's body.

"Our course will last until the senior year, and the maximum number of credits is 40 points. I will start from the literary works of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period of China until the end of the Ming Dynasty. During this period, some historical content of the historical background will be mixed.

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After Professor Fukuyama finished speaking, he wrote the Chinese characters for Warring States Period on the blackboard.

"When it comes to the Warring States Period, the first impression that we Island people have is the melee from the late Muromachi Shogunate to the Anji Momoyama period, which is hundreds of years ago. The Warring States Period in China is even longer, more than 2,000 years ago."

"The Zhou Dynasty that unified the world lasted for eight hundred years, but since the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, it has gradually become a puppet of the vassal states in various places. This is of the same nature as the separatist rule of the great names in our country during the Warring States Period."

"Does anyone know about the vassal states in the Warring States Period in the late Eastern Zhou Dynasty?"

"In order to improve your sword skills, the sword is a killing sword. Only by constantly fighting and walking on the edge of life and death can you quickly improve yourself."

After a class, Fujii remembered Masato Sakai's entrustment yesterday, and went to Professor Fukuyama after class to explain the situation.

After carefully observing the information and judging the information, Fujii Shu also became serious. At this time, Himura Kenshin was using a normal sword. He had the reputation of the executioner Battosai, and his strength should be stronger than Saito Kazuo.

Sayamamae explained the rules of the competition in a deep voice. The armor area actually refers to the head, throat and heart covered by the breastplate. This is the new rule of the National Kendo Competition.

"Since both of you practiced kendo in high school, can you give me some advice?"

Without waiting for Sayamamae's reaction, Ichikawa Reikichi turned around and slashed at Sayamamae's helmet, blowing away the bamboo cowhide-lined helmet with a hollow face. While the opponent looked at him in astonishment, he put his sword to his throat.

Fujii was not too disappointed. He no longer needed academic qualifications to prove his ability in life, and Waseda's Literature Department was not much worse. It still had some of the first-class standards in Asia. The parallel importers were just people from other departments and had nothing to do with him.

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon when the day's classes ended. On the way through Takadanobaba Street, Fujii saw many Waseda students going into an izakaya together. This was considered a characteristic. He had heard about it for a long time. It was very famous in China.

In Waseda, only the three disciplines of Politics, Law, and Business are considered top-notch in Asia. The Department of Liberal Arts is slightly worse. The quality of the students in the Department of Science and Engineering and the Department of International Relations is far lower than expected.

Ichikawa Reikichi on the field experienced a battle with hundreds of people in the dojo, and he realized in his heart that he did not have the skills of Fujii, but he could do it with his ideas, pursuing the essence of sword skills.

Professor Fukuyama did not point to those who raised their hands, but asked Fujii to speak. I don’t know what the purpose was.

Through the door glass of the Kendo Club, you can see that there is a large activity room with several classrooms inside. There are about thirty or forty members in the club. There may be some who have not come yet. It is estimated that there are two or three times more people than Hachioji High School.

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The defeated Sayama Mae simply admitted that his skills were not as good as the others. He wanted to give the two men a blow, but unexpectedly he overturned.

"Very well, please sit down."

After speaking for a long time, Professor Fukuyama began to ask the students sitting there. Many people raised their hands, but Fujii looked on quietly.

Sayama made a very aggressive upper stance, and without too much testing, he slashed down.

The sword is placed at the lower section, and the sword is held in one hand by the sword, with a sudden burst of speed and a slashing attack from the bottom up.

Professor Fukuyama nodded with satisfaction and motioned Fujii to sit down. This special student assigned by Professor Hayakawa really has something to offer.

"Ahem, ugh!"

Rearranging his stance in the middle, he took the initiative to attack. Ichikawa's Itto-ryu's steps were light and elegant, which was the core skill of Ichikawa's style. He slipped to avoid Sayama Mae's counterattack, turned his body sideways, and struck the opponent with his sword.

On the arm holding the sword.

There are thousands of activity clubs in Waseda, and the total number of students is only about 50,000. A considerable part of the clubs are just messing around. Fortunately, the sports and competitive clubs are much better and often have their own

A fixed venue can be used for practice.

The attack was successful, Ichikawa Reikichi made a zanshin move, his sword vibrated with blood, and he took a few steps back.

Two consecutive attacks were successful, and the outcome was decided. Sayama Mae, the kendo director of Waseda University, lost to Ichikawa Reikichi, the kendo director of Hachioji High School.

Professor Fukuyama and Fujii Shu communicated in Chinese throughout the whole process. To the students passing by, the conversation was completely encrypted. The freshman Chinese class has not yet begun, and the average island student does not know how to learn Chinese, and even if they do, most of them will speak in Chinese.

Unlike Taijun's accent, these two people can seamlessly integrate into Chinese society.

The fifth degree of the ancient style is much better than the ordinary fifth degree of kendo. Especially after the improvement of competition rules and protective gear, the closer it is to actual combat, the greater the advantage of the killing sword over practicing swords.

Dragon flying flash!

Fujii held the sword to block it, and the sword moved sideways. In an instant, he followed up with another cassock slash, but was still blocked by Fujii's horizontal sword. However, the dead leaves under his feet sank half an inch, and the blade continued to tremble, making up for it.

Himura Kenshin, who has five times the body of an ordinary person, is indeed not easy to deal with.

Fujii looked up and down, and saw the corpses of the shogunate army lying next to the man in crimson kimono. Even the Sacho army from the same camp were far away from this man. With his clearing out, there were no living people around.

The two of them each put on neck helmets and light breast protectors. Ichikawa Reikichi picked up a katana-shaped nylon sword, and Sayamamae chose a tachi nylon sword.

Sayamamae is a staunch supporter of modern kendo. He believes that the ancient schools are old antiques built behind closed doors, and their skills are far inferior to modern kendo.

"Ichikawa Ittoryu, Ichikawa Reikichi."

"squeak--!"

Unexpectedly, Himura Kenshin asked Fujii Shu first. He saw all the killings of this man. No matter whether it was the shogunate army or the Sacho army, they could not escape his sword blade, and they were invincible.

Ichikawa Reikichi raised his katana with both hands and steadily blocked Sayama Mae's slash. The distance between the two of them was close. They faced each other and used the swords to transfer their whole body's strength. The dark nylon sword trembled slightly. If there was no inner steel bar, it would be

It won't be able to withstand deformation.

Qu Yuan.

After completing Sakai Masato's request, Fujii came to the Okuma Garden on campus, which is actually an on-campus park. Ichikawa Reikichi arrived before him. The two made an appointment on Lⅰne to go to Waseda's Kendo Club to sign up to participate in this October.

local kendo contestants, striving to be among the top three in the Tokyo area and qualify for the national kendo competition.

At this time, Kenshin had already realized something in his heart. He didn't need Saitoichi's reminder later. He was tired of fighting the swordsman. Facing the new opponent, he just wanted to fight happily.

Regardless of the outcome, life or death, give up the sharp sword in your hand afterwards and stay away from grudges in the world.

"I know, let's get started."

After knocking on the door and pushing open the double doors, Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Reikichi entered the activity room. The club members inside stopped Su Zhen's practice. Didn't the recruitment of new members of the kendo club just begin? There have never been people who came to sign up so quickly before.

, came before noon on the second day of enrollment.

"Him? Let me think about it, he was a student for more than 1990 years, and now he seems to be a well-known actor. You can't imitate him."

"Why did you kill?"

"Bah bang bang!"

The long-haired man introduced himself with a smile, let go of his hand, and looked at Ichikawa Reikichi aside.

Things like Chuanbu Ancient Style should be thrown into the trash can. Sword skills under the scientific standards of modern kendo are the strongest.

Fujii raised his sword. It was a rare encounter with the protagonist in the scene. It would be a pity not to have a fight with him.

Sayamamae suddenly changed the subject and pointed to the brand new protective gear and practice nylon sword in the corner.

At the same time, the force was removed, and the two stepped forward again, stabbing each other in the middle. Sayamamae used his tachi to block Ichikawa Reikichi's blow. Just when he was proud, a force came from under his feet. It was Ichikawa Reikichi who was close at hand.

He tripped over his feet, and the moment he fell to the ground, he stabbed him in the heart with a knife.

Without being too modest, Ichikawa Reikichi put the nylon knife back in place and took off his protective gear.

After this competition, Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Reiyoshi filled out the membership information and officially joined the Waseda Kendo Club.

Fujii, who blocked two attacks in a row, could see the will of the person in front of him. The sword is more direct than the human heart. Through sword moves, he can understand the opponent's thoughts.

"I'll do it, Fujii-kun."

Although Rikichi Ichikawa, a fifth-dan kendo player, knew that he was no match for Fujii, he felt confident that he could deal with a university kendo director, so he confidently challenged him.

Fujii looked at the battle and clapped his hands. Ichikawa Reikichi's sword skills were obviously a level better than Sayamamae. In addition, they were both from Hachioji High School. They were partners of the same faction. They both prospered and suffered losses.

He wrote Chinese characters on the blackboard again and introduced them.

"I am Sayamamae, a junior in the Faculty of Law, and the director of the Kendo Department."

Still dressed in Tsing Yi, Fujii swung his sword to kill an infantryman and walked leisurely on the path. He encountered people who were killed regardless of camp. Not long after, he stopped in front of a young man wearing a scarlet kimono.

pace.

Is it Himura Kenshin?

Killing people with a sword by any means necessary is the core of sword skills. Any living sword or life-saving sword are all heresies that deviate from the original intention of the sword.

Fujii, who was watching the match, concluded that the competition on the field was still going on.

Ichikawa Reikichi, who had obtained the genre exemption qualification last year, solemnly reported his name.

"Qu Yuan, a scholar-official, politician, and poet of the Chu Kingdom. This week we will analyze his work [Li Sao]. This is a great creator who has a profound influence on later generations of Chinese poetry. The era when he was active was one of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period.

The State of Chu..."

"Fifth degree of swordsmanship, in front of Zuoshan."

"The seven kingdoms of Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, and Qin were dominant. The Qin Kingdom completed its unification in 221 BC. The First Emperor won the government and unified weights and measures, ending the chaos of the Warring States Period."

"That's a coincidence. Part of my original thoughts were the same as yours."

Fujii introduced Minister Ichikawa, but concealed his identity as a former minister and only said that he was a senior.

"Is this Fujii-san? Mr. Hayakawa informed me in advance that you are welcome to join the Waseda Kendo Club."

A slender young man with long hair took the initiative to step forward and stretched out his hand. Fujii shook his hand. This man looked handsome, but he was far behind him. There were only a few in the activity room.

Several female members took out their mobile phones and took photos regardless of the sound of the flash.

"It just so happens that new competition equipment has been distributed. Let's try the effect."

People from the island country who are not familiar with Chinese history may only know the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period at most. However, Fujii was very quick to tell the answer. The names of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period were still written in Chinese with a clear accent.

When I returned to the apartment, it was exactly five o'clock in the afternoon. I had a hasty dinner, lay on the bed, opened the simulated battle panel of Goldfinger, and spent a little free attribute accumulated in the past three months to play ten games of Toba Fushimi.

service.

"Interesting, the executioner's final awakening? You seem to be burning yourself!"

"Boom!"

"This is my high school kendo club senior, Ichikawa Reikichi."

There is a cross scar on his cheek, he is less than 1.6 meters tall, and he is wearing a crimson kimono. It must be him.

"Concession."

The familiar smell of gunpowder smoke flooded into his nostrils, and the ceiling in front of him transformed into a devastated battlefield. His location was not fixed every time, and this time he was on a trail.

The heart of the sword dropped the scabbard, and no matter he won or lost, he would never pick it up again, just as his swordsman's heart no longer required too many killings.

"If you lose mobility or are hit in the vital area three times, you will lose. We will use the new rules to compete."

Even with the protection of thick armor, Sayama Mae still felt suffocated the moment he was stabbed. He never dared to look down on Ichikawa Reikichi again. This guy had some tricks up his sleeve.

"Fujii-kun, you answer."

Ichikawa Reikichi is already eager to give it a try, and he just wants to take this competition to prove his strength in order to qualify for the Kendo Club competition.

"I lost, you are very strong."

There's something wrong with this guy.

Fujii Shu didn't say a word, but after saying hello, he started to provoke a fight. Is it obvious that this was the first time they met?

"Then I can't be at a disadvantage! Ichikawa Itto-ryu, Fujii Shu."

He held the sword in both hands and deflected several consecutive slashes from the sword's core before announcing his name.

"Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Himura Kenshin."

Kenshin also announced his family name, and the two swordsmen who killed many people in a mock battle met for the first time.

(End of chapter)