I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 135 Eve

In the main room of the Ichikawa Dojo, Ichikawa Ryuhei, the eighth-dan ancient swordsman who has completely recovered, is sitting in the main seat. On the left is his son, Ichikawa Reikichi, who is 19 years old and is a fifth-dan swordsman. He is a sophomore and a third-year kendo student at Hachioji High School.

minister.

Opposite Ichikawa Reikichi, two uninvited guests were kneeling on the tatami, one old and one young. The old one was about the same age as his father, Ichikawa Ryuhei, and the younger one was two or three years younger than him. His name was Ichikawa Takayuki, a master of ancient swordsmanship.

Six-dan, a genius who can neither dismantle nor deduct.

"Next month is the competition for contestants' rights in various places. Only three swordsmen from the same school are allowed to participate. Brother Longhei, Takayuki and I came from the Sendai branch to gather the elite of our Ichikawa style and make a name for ourselves in one fell swoop.

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The man who was slightly younger than Ichikawa Ryuhei bowed down and thanked him, and then slowly explained his purpose. He was Ichikawa Ryohei's younger brother, Ichikawa Ryozo. He was a master of the 7th Dan of Furuken Kendo. His level was roughly in the late LV3 of Kendo. Only the 8th Dan could be considered as the elementary LV4.

Swordsman.

"I understand, you are here to grab a spot, are you my general's army?"

The middle-aged Ichikawa Ryuhei still has a hot temper. He made it clear on the spot that the branch in Sendai was opened separately after his younger brother Ryozou was dissatisfied with his inheritance of the dojo. He usually didn't even have a phone call, but now that he had the opportunity to become famous, he just joined in.

When I came up, there were only three spots available: vanguard, center, and general. Obviously, he wanted to kick out his fifth-dan-level son.

"Brother, we don't have this idea. You and I are both good players at the seventh and eighth levels, so it goes without saying, but for the number of pioneers, it would be more fair to compete. If we can win the national championship this time, I heard that the government will also vigorously

We support the promotion of the genre of the winner, we are here for Ichikawa Ito-ryu."

Liang Zaoyi responded eloquently, leaning his upper body forward slightly, pressing against Ichikawa Ryuhei on the main seat.

How can you practice it? Just because your son is in the sixth degree, are you bullying others?

Ichikawa Ryuhei clenched his hands. His son Ichikawa Rikichi would probably not be the opponent of his nephew Takayuki, and the other students still practicing in the dojo would be even more useless. It is true that he is an eighth-dan kendo, but the teacher

But the people's abilities are not high, and they have not trained enough qualified heirs to the school.

Just as he blocked a blow, the next Tangzhu struck him head-on. Takayuki Ichikawa struggled to support himself, his arms were numb. What surprised him even more was that Fujii used only his right hand single-handedly throughout the whole process and was able to suppress his dual-wielding.

, not using all the strength at all.

Squinting his eyes and calling his name with a smile, Imamura Toyun glanced across the activity room. No one had any objections, even Sayama Mae lowered his head and accepted his fate.

"Tomorrow's contestant is Pioneer Ichikawa Reikichi."

"I lost, you are strong."

After all, Fujii was not a demon. He noticed that his opponent could no longer hold on any longer, so he changed his stance and stabbed Ichikawa Takayuki in the throat, while he subconsciously raised his bamboo sword to resist the non-existent attack.

As the leader of the school, Ryuhei Ichikawa finalized the matter. Fujii smiled faintly, but Ryōzo Ichikawa looked gloomy, obviously feeling that he had lost face.

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At the beginning of October, on the eve of the local contestants' championship at the National Kendo Competition, the Waseda Kendo Club.

Ryozo carefully looked at Fujii Tree, but he didn't think there was anything extraordinary about this pretty boy. He was probably just a little better than Ichikawa Reikichi. His son Takayuki was considered to be the strongest in the sixth dan of Kendo, so he should be dealt with.

Not a big problem.

Why did Fujii-kun's sword skills improve so quickly?

Ichikawa Takahei was watching the battle with a solemn expression. He knew that with one against a hundred performance that day, Fujii Shu could definitely win. However, only half a year later, this kid's sword skills seemed to surpass his. What kind of fantasy is this?

?

I originally wanted to lure people into Shichuanliu, but now I have no chance.

"This is Fujii-kun, one of the students at the dojo. He just happened to be here. Let him represent our Ichikawa family and compare him with your son Takayuki."

"For the last general, I will nominate myself. If you have any questions, you can ask them."

"That's it? Your level is a bit low! You don't have enough to eat, do you?"

The baby-faced instructor, Toun Imamura, called Ichikawa's name. Reikichi Ichikawa, who was sitting in the crowd, stood up and took the brocade cloth from Toun Imamura's hand, with the Chinese characters for "pioneer" embroidered in white letters on it.

"There are seven rounds in total in the local competition. The rounds will be fought one by one. Those who are eliminated will lose the game. In other words, if there are strong enough players, it is not impossible to fight one against three. I hope the two students participating will cherish the opportunity.

If the odds of winning are low, just use delaying tactics to consume your opponent's energy."

Seeing that the interrogation was effective, Liangzao struck while the iron was hot and changed the conditions. He did not believe that his elder brother could teach an outstanding apprentice.

Ichikawa Takayuki's confidence was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning. Even his father, a seventh-dan swordsman, could not escape his sudden speed just now.

Is this guy so fast?

Ichikawa Ryuhei suddenly realized what he was doing and explained to his younger brother Ryozo.

"Thank you everyone, I will fight hard."

Ichikawa Reikichi, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke. He had never wanted to take this spot, but Ryozo Ichikawa's attitude was too bullying, and now he could be slapped in the face.

"Zhongjun, Fujii Shu."

It's time to end.

"Then it's up to you. I hope you don't encounter her in the competition."

Togumo Imamura's name was announced next to no one's surprise. Itsuki Fujii was able to tie with the seventh-dan swordsman Imamura-sensei, so he occupied a spot.

Amidst the applause, Ichikawa Reikichi returned to his original position after bowing. The current head of the Kendo Club, Sayama Mae, looked a little flustered. He thought he was not Fujii's opponent. If Mr. Imamura also wanted to participate, wouldn't there be no room for him?

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Fujii, who was already at the peak level of a swordsman, stood casually. Ichikawa Takayuki did not look down on his opponent. He started in the middle, raised his sword with both hands and struck a sword straight to the head. Fujii blocked it with one hand, and changed the move into a thrust, but it fell.

When he was empty, he turned around and saw that his opponent was already standing behind him.

In the yard, Ichikawa Takayuki was already out of breath. He had been slashing directly for more than ten times. Every time he wanted to hide but had no room to retreat, he could only bite the bullet hard. His arms could not stop shaking and he was sweating like rain.

Ichikawa Takayuki threw away the bamboo sword in his hand, looking a little depressed. He has been a genius in kendo since he was a child, and became a sixth-dan professional swordsman at the age of seventeen. Originally, he was full of confidence in this national competition, but just any student from Ichikawa Dojo

It is impossible not to lose heart after crushing yourself.

"It's okay if Li Ji doesn't play. As long as there is a student who can defeat my family's Takayuki in Big Brother's dojo, we will only get one spot."

Fujii sneered lightly, if you don't give Minister Ichikawa face, then don't blame me for humiliating you.

Ichikawa Ryuhei was a little disappointed. He wanted to get closer by withdrawing his tuition fee, but he didn't expect that it would be difficult to open his mouth now. If someone's sword skills are better than yours, why would you want to attract others to join Ichikawa Ryu?

There was a knock on the window door outside the main house, and when he heard a familiar voice, Ichikawa Reikichi, who was feeling guilty and resentful, turned his head suddenly, the paper door and window were opened, and Fujii Shu stood outside the door with a smile on his face.

After showing off his speed, Fujii took up his upper stance and used Ichikawa Takayuki's move just now, slashing down a bamboo with neither speed nor slowness. Ichikawa Takayuki happened to be able to take this move hard, raised his sword to block it, and his knees sank, almost causing him to fall to his knees.

Fall to the ground.

Ichikawa Reikichi, who had always been cheerful, lowered his head and said nothing, his nails digging into his flesh, oozing out a few bright reds.

"Forgot to mention, I have been booked by the Kendo Club of Waseda University. Fujii-san is just here to see us."

Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Takayuki each held a bamboo sword and did not wear protective gear, standing in the courtyard outside the main house.

"Dong dong! Sorry, I accidentally overheard your conversation just now. Can you come in?"

It's this kid. He's seen a good show.

Imamura Togumo then reminded Fujii Shu and Ichikawa Reikichi that on the surface, the two 7th-dan and one 6th-dan students from Waseda University can only be regarded as the upper-middle level among the participating teams. There are several ancient sect dojos in Tokyo.

With eight-dan masters in charge, the chances are slim.

What's more, Fujii Shu hasn't taken the rank test yet, and among the lists submitted by many participating teams, he is the only player without a rank.

"The seven rounds of competition will end within three weeks. The top three teams in the Tokyo area can qualify to participate in the national competition. However, the higher the ranking, the weaker the opponents we encounter in the first round. We must try our best to win the first place."

What Imamura Togumo said was actually to Fujii Shu. They are all extraordinary human practitioners. Even if they meet a team with the same practitioners, they can win by their numerical superiority. The practitioners are not cabbage, they are everywhere.

It's rare to have one as a rival.

(End of chapter)