I teach kendo in Tokyo

The next day, afternoon.

Mount Daikichi in Kyoto is high in the north and houses the Kendo Club.

Endo Nakato once again knocked away the opponent in front of him, so the consultant teacher of the Kendo Club roared: "Endo! Don't knock people away, you bastard!"

"I just used a very common move to rush in, and I should have gotten the advantage just now..." Endo Nakato said while lifting his mask, seemingly not reflecting on his mistake at all.

"If you knock someone away or injure them, it's useless even if you win! Also, don't use ancient techniques in competitive kendo! We are engaged in a sport, not a fight between swordsmen!" Head Coach Ibata Toshio roared.

"As a school in Kyoto, what's wrong with using Kasumi-ryu's moves?"

"According to what you say, don't all schools in Nara have to learn Shinin-ryu? And if I insist on saying so, you are not a descendant of Kasumi-ryu, right? The thrust you just made is clearly a Shinto-ryu move!"

Nakato Endo did not answer, but lowered his head and said to the furious head coach: "I know I was wrong. Please allow me to do it again."

"If you knock out your sparring classmates again, I will disqualify you from the main selection and ban you from participating in the national competition!" Head coach Toshio Ibata said fiercely, "I would rather give up the national competition championship that is within my reach than let Others think that our Dajishan North High School has cultivated a lunatic who takes pleasure in fouling!"

"I won't do it again." Nakato Endo bowed to head coach Toshio Ibata again.

The head coach glared at Nakato Endo angrily, then turned to instruct others.

Yukako Ueshima, the club manager who happened to have nothing to do next to her, joked: "Endo-kun, if you continue to anger the coach like this, all his hair will be blown away by the wind."

Nakato Endo ignored Yukako Ueshima, who was dressed in sports shorts and exposed her big white legs. Instead, he closed his mask, raised his bamboo sword again, and faced the opponent who had just stood up.

The sudden advance just now clearly frightened the second-year high school sparring partner, and he subconsciously distanced himself from Nakato Endo.

Endo Nakato frowned: "Wouldn't it be a foul if you ran that far? Come back to the starting line!"

"But... but!" The second grader stared at Endo Nakato's bamboo sword as if he was afraid of something terrifying. It was obvious that he had been stabbed in the shadow.

"Don't worry, I won't be using thrusting techniques anymore." After saying this, Nakato Endo switched his posture to the upper position and raised the bamboo sword above his head.

Only then did the second grader feel relieved and return to the starting line.

Yukako Kamijima gave the command: "Start!"

The second grader wanted to attack, but as soon as he took a step forward, Nakato Endo stepped forward and slashed with great force.

Dajishan North High School is a strong school in kendo. Although the second grader is not as good as Endo Nakato, he is still strong. He reacted quickly and raised his sword to block, but he did not expect that the bamboo sword was knocked away directly.

After Endo Nakato's bamboo sword knocked off the second grader's bamboo sword, it landed directly on the second grader's gauntlet.

The second grader screamed, covered his hands and squatted down.

Upon seeing this, Yukako Ueshima immediately turned around to get the medical kit, but head coach Toshio Ibata rushed over with an angry roar: "Endo! What did you do again?"

"I didn't hit anyone, and I didn't commit a foul. I hit the 'little hand', so it should be counted as my benefit." Nakato Endo replied calmly.

Uejima Yukako ran over with a medical kit and began to provide emergency treatment to the injured second grade.

After taking off the gauntlet, you can see a large bruise on the second grader's hand.

Yukako Shangjima only touched the bruise lightly, and the injured screamed in agony.

"Head coach, you may need to be sent to the school doctor's office. This is not something that ordinary bruises can handle. I think my wrist may be slightly fractured."

Yukako Ueshima, like Nakato Endo, is a third-year student. She has accumulated experience by working as a manager in the kendo club over the past few years.

Head coach Toshio Ibata pointed at Nakato Endo's nose: "You! You are like this again..."

"I didn't commit a foul. I hit the small hand accurately. It was an effective breakthrough. I should get the reward." Nakato Endo stared at Toshio Ibata and said, "Or, the All-Sword Federation has updated the rules again, saying that as long as If my opponent is injured, does it count as a foul on me?"

Toshio Ibata was stunned for a moment, and then immediately retorted: "Although there is no such rule! But the injury just now is obviously related to you!"

"It is possible to get injured during a kendo competition," Nakato Endo was completely unmoved. "Everyone here has suffered a lot of injuries along the way. What happened just now can only be regarded as an unfortunate accident. Even if we have to be held accountable, , you should also go to the manufacturer of the glove.

"Because it was obviously a quality issue with the gloves that led to injuries during the game."

After saying this, coach Toshio Ibata was at a loss for words, because even he felt that what Nakato Endo said seemed to make sense.

Nakato Endo continued: “If this happens in the kendo competition, all our opponents will have more psychological pressure when facing us, and I think this will go a long way in helping us win the national championship. "

Ibata Toshio hesitated to speak, and finally he sighed: "Then do whatever you want. But I still have to warn you, if you use this trick frequently, the Quan Jianlian will definitely have objections, and I won't wipe your butt for you. "

Nakato Endo: "By the time the entire sword federation reacts, we will already have won the national competition."

Toshio Ibata looked at Nakato Endo helplessly: "If the heart goes astray, the sword will also go astray."

"What's wrong with taking the wrong path? Isn't it enough if you can win?" Nakato Endo asked in return.

Toshio Ibata was so choked by this question that it took him a long time to recover: "Okay, it seems I have nothing to teach you. It's also because my heart is not firm enough. I really want to win a national championship, otherwise you would have been Get out of the kendo club."

After speaking, head coach Toshio Ibata turned and walked towards the first-year student he had just been coaching.

At the same time, the other four regular members of the Daiyishan Hokugo Kendo Club came to Endo Nakato.

"It's very powerful. You can use the bamboo sword to hurt people through your gloves." Wakamoto Chengrui, a chubby pioneer, said that people who practice kendo are rarely obese, but there are exceptions to everything. If someone despises him because he is fat, , you will definitely suffer.

"I just wanted to knock the sword off." Nakato Endo said that in Japanese kendo competitions, if the sword is dropped, it will be directly judged as a loss, so knocking off the sword is a good way to directly win. "I like this. Just win directly."

"Do you win directly if you knock out the sword?" Ci Feng, who was wearing glasses, crossed his arms and crossed his chest. "It's a strategy. I'll give it a try in the Kyoto preliminaries."

"Then old man," the backbone Teng Shengcheng glanced at the head coach who was already coaching the first-year students, "Are you talking about that kind of spiritual theory again? The integration of mind and skill..."

"No, the unity of mind and skill exists." Endo Nakato glanced at Teng Shengcheng, "I have seen it. So I am also moving in this direction. What the coach just said shows that I am close. The desire to win is infused into the way of swordsmanship, which is the first step in the integration of mind and skill.

"You'd better do the same, otherwise you won't be able to win against those monsters at the national conference."

The deputy general Guangshan Gongxiong who had been silent at this time said: "Monsters are usually generals, so I leave it to you. As for personal battles, if you encounter them, we will collect intelligence for you."

"Ah, please." Endo Nakato said solemnly.