I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 145 A Place in the Heart

Holding up a messy sword flower, Fujii approached Ohno Ryosuke leisurely. He had already seen the fear in his opponent's eyes, so he had better be merciful and deal with him quickly.

Raising his hand to slash with his cassock, Fujii's sword was as fast as lightning even if he only used three successes. Ohno Ryosuke took the slash with both hands, and then blocked Fujii's subsequent straight thrust vertically. His breathing began to become rapid and his steps were no longer steady.

"Crack!"

Fujii held the sword in one hand and reversed the blade. After the skill cooled down, he swung out the Reverse Ichimonji Slash, intersecting with Ohno Ryosuke, leaving only the sword to hit the side of the opponent's face, making a sound of collision with the visor and helmet.

An ordinary swordsman at the sixth level is probably not as good as a ronin in a simulated battle.

Fujii has finally tried his best this time. His current LV4 peak swordsmanship is almost at the ninth-dan level, but I don't know if the three existing tenth-dan sword masters in the island country can live up to their reputation.

"Hi! Thanks for the advice!"

Ohno Ryosuke was completely convinced, and after bending over, he ended sadly.

Next up is the seventh-dan swordsman Takasou Yuhei, the general of the Toei Subway Company and their last hope.

"Damn it, you are amazing this time! If I had known that I would recruit you into the kendo club in advance in high school, the Jade Dragon Banner champion would be easy to win, so I could be merciful."

Fujii has long been accustomed to praise from his opponents. After such a complete crushing, most normal people will not feel jealous. They will feel jealous if they are close to winning. However, when they cannot see the possibility of victory, they will become much more rational and generous. It is yourself who admits failure.

"Are Fujii players going to defeat the opponent's general again? This time he has defeated three opponents! He is really full of physical energy."

"The decline in physical fitness is inevitable. If Fujii is on the defensive, it would be wiser to wait until his own generals take the field. After all, Waseda's general Higashino Imamura has the seventh-dan swordsmanship of Naishin Kage-ryu, so he is completely reliable."

After taking off the visor and helmet, Fujii didn't even sweat on his face. On the other hand, Gao Xiang Yuhei looked like he was in a sauna. The cotton clothes could squeeze out the sweat, and there were big drops of sweat on his forehead.

The cheering group in the stands waved red inflatable sticks and shouted louder and louder. They didn't calm down until the game officially started. They watched quietly. The cheering culture of the island country has developed very maturely. These hundreds of people who are resident in Tokyo area Fans also have a lot of support experience and will not interfere with the players during official matches.

The referee announced the result of the game, and as expected, Fujii Shu overwhelmed the audience and defeated the entire enemy team one by one.

If such a person were to practice the dual-swordsmanship of a second-tier class, no one in the same rank would be able to beat him. Even though his current performance is definitely at least as good as an eighth-dan swordsman, I will be the best Katori Shinto-style swordsman in the national competition. Another big enemy.

It's time to go back and rest.

"Yes, I never thought before that Fujii-kun has such physical strength, and it has not declined even now. It's really amazing."

Nobuo Yasuda in the studio analyzed the battle situation, and Toshinori Otake next to him finally had the opportunity to interject.

Otake Toshinori thought, luckily he was invited to participate in this show. If he had not made any preparations to let his apprentices fight Fujii Shu in the national competition, they would definitely suffer a big loss and possibly overturn.

The host Nobuo Yasuda was puzzled, and the guest Toshinori Otake touched his chin. According to ancient records, some people who kill swordsmen often suppress their enemies with their momentum. But in today's peaceful society, where does Fujii's killing karma come from? What about savings? I really can’t figure it out.

"I must win!"

What's this?

Gao Xiang Youping, who was still aggressive at first, staggered back a few steps. The sword in his hand was trembling and shaking, and his teeth were chattering up and down. The enemy in front of him was like a demon, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.

The game was still going on, and Gao Xiang Yuhei, who had returned to normal, took the initiative to attack, perhaps to make up for his cowardly behavior just now, howling and using his kiaijutsu to make a sound, and each sword was faster than the other.

Fujii turned away his murderous intention and hit the head with a Tangzhu, which hit the head of the unresponsive Gao Xiang Yuhei, scoring one point first.

Dragon flying flash!

The most commonly used thrust slash was swung, and with the help of the acceleration provided by slapping the hilt of the sword with his other hand, Fujii tree arrived in an instant. Takasou Yuhei only had time to be surprised, as the heavy slash from the bottom up had already hit him.

Nobuo Yasuda explained in surprise that in such an intense confrontation, picking three people in a row depends not only on strength, but often after fighting one opponent, his own physical fitness will drop drastically, let alone three people.

The flowing clouds and flowing water connected with three consecutive slashes collided with the blurred sword shadow in mid-air. Gao Xiang Youping refused to give in, his eyes widened and turned red.

"Fujii-kun, come on!"

"What's wrong with the top contestant? Why can't he hide?"

With no way out, Gao Xiang Youping raised his sword. Countless days and nights of training, sweat soaking his clothes, shouts that echoed in the training room, and words of encouragement from his partners were quickly replayed in his mind.

Most people still can't bear it.

"Contestant Fujii has defeated two people in a row, so his physical fitness must be insufficient, right? Contestant Gaosang is an experienced seventh-dan swordsman, so Fujii-kun will suffer a lot when he is waiting for work."

"That's a lot of compliments, thank you."

It took Takaso Yuhei a long time to recover after being hit by Ryūsho's flash, and he took the initiative to shake hands with Fujii. He was really dissatisfied. I heard that this man had only practiced kendo for a year. It turns out that geniuses are unreasonable monsters.

"Drink! Ha! Huh!"

Fujii held a sword with one hand and fought with him. After blocking more than ten slashes in a row, Gao Xiang Yuhei had no strength anymore, so he easily knocked down his weapon and chopped it on Gao Xiang Yuhei's chest.

Are you using your full strength now?

Takasou Yuhei already knew that he was no match for this man, but the swordsman's dignity did not allow him to show off. He focused on the Fujii tree and took a defensive posture in the middle.

Fujii caught the fighting spirit of Yuhei Takasou, his pupils shrank, and he released the overwhelming evil energy accumulated from killing in the simulated battle. This move was inspired by the Blade Guards of the Crow Hall in the Kenshin dungeon, and he could use the concentrated murderous energy to exert the secret skill Heart One side's blade guard can suffocate the weak to death, but Fujii's accumulated murderous aura is much higher than that of the blade guard.

Fujii was one point away from eliminating his opponent Yuhei Takaso. He became a little more serious, lowered his body, reached forward, held the sword behind, and performed the classic flying sword style.

After being hit, Gao Xiang Yuhei seemed to be awakened. When he raised his sword again and looked at Fujii Shu again, there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Maeda Atsuko, on the other hand, has been quietly staring at Fujii Shu. She somewhat hates the visor helmet used in kendo competitions, which completely blocks Fujii Shu's face and cannot be appreciated at all.

"You are really too strong! And you haven't even used your full strength yet."

Gao Xiang Youhei, who is over 30 years old, seems to have returned to the state of his student days. He does not think about life, work, and burdens. There are only goals that need to be defeated in front of him, burning his will.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. Ichikawa Reikichi, who often plays with Fujii, uses the buzzwords of the Chinese country in his previous life when talking, and the general Imamura Togumo, who has been idle for three rounds, has already started to pack his luggage. Ready to leave.

This momentum is pretty good! You should be able to withstand this, right?

"The blow is effective, Waseda's army, Fujii Shu, wins!"

Although Otake Toshinori is a ninth-dan dan, he thinks he is not as good as Fujii in terms of physical strength. Moreover, he has observed that Fujii has always held the sword with one hand in his right palm. If he uses both hands, the power must be very terrifying, because his single hand Faced with many opponents, his hand can firmly suppress the opponent. Takasou Yuhei's dozens of consecutive slashes just now, Fujii Shu showed this trait.

"You guys, Ichikawa Ryu, qualified this morning. We are in the same group as us. Our opponent in the next round should be Ichikawa Ryu."

Fujii's tone was a little heavy. If they met in the final round, regardless of victory or defeat, Ichikawa Rikichi's family tradition school could also participate in the national competition. But now that they meet in advance, the result would be a bit cruel for Ichikawa Ryu.

"I know." Ichikawa Reikichi lowered his head, then raised it again quickly, "My father is a strong eighth-dan player in Ichikawa-ryu. It's not certain who will lose and who will win! Besides, if we win, doesn't Ichikawa-ryu also occupy the team?" A third of that?”

"That makes sense, then I'll go all out. Speaking of which, I haven't fought against Uncle Ryuhei yet, so now we can tell the difference." Fujii nodded thoughtfully. Former Minister Ichikawa's consciousness was quite high. , and did not show any signs of letting go because of the city river to which it belonged.

(End of chapter)