I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 123 Advice

Hearing this, Ichikawa Reikichi prepared to challenge as he did last time. As expected, the Waseda kendo club was a bunch of insects.

Fujii raised his hand to stop him. In his sight after using the yin-yang pupils, the smiling teacher Toun Imamura exuded an uncomfortable black aura. Ichikawa Reikichi was definitely no match for this person.

"Here I go, please give me some advice, Mr. Imamura."

Putting on simple protective gear, picking up the nylon knife, Fujii raised the blade. Why did he always meet weird people wherever he went?

"With a straight heart and a shadow, no need to pass it on, I am allowed to do so, Imamura Dongyun."

Togumo Imamura formally introduced himself and selected nylon knives of the same shape, with a blade length of 75 centimeters and a long blade of 3.2 centimeters wide.

"Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu, please, Fujii Shu."

Fujii Shu, who had recently mastered the Hiden Sword Style, thought that his sword skills were still in the early stages, so he humbly reported his name.

"Really or not, isn't this a move from the comics?"

"Is Fujii-san also an otaku? Is he too poisoned?"

"You guys are serious, can't you just make a joke!"

The forty-five club members who were watching the battle were talking a lot. Some girls scolded the male classmates around them and tried to excuse Fujii.

"Fujii-san, my sword skill is a killing technique, so be careful."

Imamura Togumo's baby face remained unchanged, and his smile never left the surface. As soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and struck with a straight strike. The speed was surprisingly fast, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Fujii stepped forward. This is a small technique of attacking steps in kendo. He set up the katana crossbar, and the nylon katana core of the steel plate collided and bent, deformed, and then returned to its original shape.

This strength is six or seven times that of an ordinary person, right?

Feeling the power of Imamura Toguro's slashing, if it were Ichikawa Reikichi, he would be lying on the ground right now. When he was just getting started with the swordsmanship of four and a half times, he could kill hundreds of people from the island country's evil forces. With Imamura Togumo's comprehensive strength

With his strength, I'm afraid he won't be able to deal with those 100 people without getting hurt.

"call!"

The two of them separated, and Imamura Toyun's color changed slightly at this time. He thought he could defeat the character with one blow with all his strength, but he didn't expect to be able to block his own blow.

Imamura Toguro turned his wrist and slashed diagonally with the knife. Fujii Shu was attacked and dodged sideways, and counterattacked with a straight stab. He turned his head, the tip of the knife passed by his ear, and his body sank, avoiding the one that followed.

Cut horizontally.

Lifting one foot and jumping back to regain the distance, Imamura Toyun also looked at Fujii Shu again. Apart from being more handsome, he had not noticed anything different about this man before.

And Fujii lowered his body's center of gravity, reached forward with one hand, and grabbed the handle of the knife with the other. None of them had the sheath of the nylon sword. The power of the sword drawing technique would inevitably be reduced a lot, but it should be possible to deal with Imamura Higashigumo, who is six or seven times the size of an ordinary person.

Enough.

"Oh, Fujii-san, your swordsmanship is beyond my expectation. It seems that we at Waseda have great hope in this national competition!"

While saying the words of praise, Imamura Togumo's sword slashed at him. The two of them exchanged several moves, horizontal and vertical slashes. They exchanged positions, with the sword tips touching each other in a mid-section posture, and looked at each other.

Fujiiki slowly reversed the sword blade and held the knife in his back. Imamura Togumo moved closer with his feet, and suddenly raised the sword and pointed it towards the throat. His figure seemed to be illusory and erratic.

Kill with one word!

Zatoichi used his quick sword move. Fujii looked at the tip of Togumo Imamura's sword stopping an inch in front of him, and his sword was pressed against Toguro Imamura's heart. However, from the perspective of the bystander, the two of them were

He subdued his opponent almost simultaneously.

It can still be dealt with, it's not a big problem.

Fujii took back the sword first and concluded that Togumo Imamura's sword skills were better than his own, but his physical fitness and rich trial experience gave him the upper hand and narrowly defeated him.

"It's a tie. Thank you Mr. Imamura for showing mercy."

He spoke in a low-key manner, took off his protective gear, bowed and dragged Ichikawa Reikichi down.

The world is full of wonders, and it seems that Mr. Fujii has had better adventures than me.

Imamura Toyun squinted his eyes and looked down at his right hand. The wound left by the man in the white mask was emitting black energy in a form invisible to ordinary people, completely covering him.

He obtained power far beyond that of ordinary people, and the price was far beyond what ordinary people could accept. Adventures in this world are often priced. I wonder what the price was for Fujii Shu?

——

The night is as cold as water, on an uninhabited island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.

Yato, who always wears sportswear, put on a dark black shorts suit this time, tied a ponytail behind his head, and held a sword in his hand. He stood on the beach of an uninhabited island. The rising and falling tides of thousands of years have washed away large areas.

In the shallows, little crabs with their pincers raised were running rampant around his feet, leaving a series of footprints.

"Taixu, you are finally here. I thought you would be absent."

Yato, who had a crab leg exposed at the corner of his mouth, turned around and saw a man wearing half a white mask with a long knife on his waist and standing barefoot behind him. It was the mysterious man who was watching Fujii tree in the cemetery and secretly controlling the smiling salesman. They seemed to

We know each other, but the relationship is not close.

"The thousand-year barrier will be unsealed tonight. It is not known how many variables there will be. Although the god in the sky has not come, he is still observing the situation. A few old guys hidden in the dark may also be peeping. It is too reluctant to rely on one person.

Alright."

Taixu stretched out his hand.

"what?"

Yadou was a little confused.

"The appearance fee, such a dangerous matter, requires a full 300 million yen to solve. For the humans you protect, this little money is nothing, right?"

He said confidently, if Taixu really wanted to take action, the price of 300 million yen would be snatched up by politicians from all over the country, but he just wanted to make money from Fujin God Yato, so that Yato's shrine could never be built.

"You guy?! You've gone too far! You must have been spying on me for a long time."

Yadou responded angrily. When Taixu was hiding Fujin's divine power, he couldn't find this guy at the upper level of Demon Lord. Although he has temporarily restored his divine power, he is not weaker than Taixu.

Cursing, Yato took out the check for 300 million yen, and handed it over heartbrokenly. Although he was usually a bit disdainful, he was still willing to give it up before something big happened.

"Thank you very much for the reward. I will definitely work hard tonight."

Taixu clapped the check in his palm and nodded. The seawater miraculously receded in front of the two of them, revealing a dry seabed that was several kilometers wide.

A colorful vortex appeared on the seabed, and thunderclouds appeared in the sky. Yadou withdrew his sight and focused on the vortex.

"The power of the brilliant thunder can destroy all sinful things. Our Nine Heavens Thunder Yuan Zun has transformed into the true king and is about to become an immortal."

The corners of Taixu's mouth raised, and the golden thunder and lightning surged in the thunder clouds, accumulating power, waiting for the right moment to take action. When will the manipulator behind this leave his godly position and become an immortal?

(End of chapter)