I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma held the Kuixing flag, but his mind was not on the flag at all.

He felt that the sword master in front of him looked like a good person, and maybe he could have a show battle...

Anyway, he is addicted to swiping people, and Nanjo can no longer satisfy him. No, after this wave, Nanjo is no longer usable. He definitely has no experience in brushing. From now on, Nanjo will be given guidance.

Kazuma was about to propose an exhibition battle - no, a coaching battle, but the severe pain in his right arm stopped him.

Damn it, although the wound is not deep, it really hurts.

There was no way he could show off his strength under such circumstances, and Masago Kamizumi would probably not agree to engage in a show fight with an injured Kazuma.

Kazuma could only regretfully give up this idea, and bowed to Uizumi Masaka and thanked him: "Thank you, President, I will hang this precious flag on the honor wall of the dojo."

Shangquanzheng just nodded, and then asked casually: "By the way, I see that your dojo is not registered in the Quan Jianlian's name book. When you recover from your injury, go and make up the registration. It won't bother you. Quan Jianlian." The Sword Federation regularly organizes exchange meetings and so on. You can bring your students out to play and see the world.

"I heard you have some good students now."

"Well, it's good, but I haven't practiced yet." The first thing Kazuma thought of was Amao. Amao's entry does have great potential. At least his resistance to strikes is extraordinary, but his current swordsmanship strength is also Real food.

But Masato Kamizumi was obviously not referring to Amao. He said seriously to Kazuma: "Don't just recruit female apprentices. Men are still stronger in physical strength. Kendo requires a lot of basic strength. Women are suitable to practice naginata." Weapons that require more dexterity."

Kazuma nodded: "I understand."

Then Kamizumi turned his eyes to Nanjo Honami behind Kazuma: "Ms. Nanjo, you suddenly ran away from Mr. Akutagawa's dojo. Mr. Akutagawa is very dissatisfied."

"Eh? Well, I brought a gift to apologize."

"This kind of thing can't be solved by apologizing. Let's do this. When your master recovers from his injury, I will arrange an exchange event. As long as your master can beat Mr. Akutagawa, then he should not have any objections."

Kazuma was shocked when he heard this, what the hell, does this mean you want me to go to the gym?

Kamiizumi looked at Kazuma's expression and clearly misunderstood something. He laughed loudly: "Don't worry, you don't have to win. As long as you show your possibilities like today, Mr. Akutagawa should understand."

Kazuma could only respond with a smile: "I understand. Thank you, President, for giving me such an opportunity."

"It's easy. By the way, do you still have a master to teach you swordsmanship? Or do you just rely on the classics collected at home to learn by yourself?"

Kazuma thought no, I learn by swiping people...

But obviously he couldn't tell the truth, so he said: "Learn from the classics at home."

After finishing speaking, he thought for a while and added: "Also, through observing the martial arts performances of other schools and actual combat, I have learned some skills in swordsmanship."

Mainly actual combat.

"Well, that's okay too."

Shangquan Zheng just wanted to say something else, but his assistant reminded: "The president's awards are still going on."

"Oh, there's still a runner-up to be awarded, right?" The old man patted his head, "Oh, I'm old, I can't do it anymore."

He took the runner-up medal from his assistant and gave it to Kenichi Konma: "Say hello to your father for me."

"I will. My father has long wanted to invite the president to our house for tea and reminiscing."

"Okay, I'll definitely go when I have time." Ueizumi Masahiro said, patting Kenichi Konma on the shoulder, "Mudouliu is a very cruel swordsmanship. There is no shame in quitting midway. The entire Sword Federation will accept you."

"I won't quit." Kenichi Konma said with a smile, "I felt it in today's duel. Only by continuing to improve and obtain the no-no-no leakage, can we truly defeat Kazuma Kiryu."

As he said that, Konba Kenichi cast a provocative look at Kazuma, and Kazuma responded with a provocative look. If Northeast China was to be spared, a fight would begin the next moment.

"Kazuma!" Kenichi Konma pointed at Kazuma in front of Uizumi Masato, "You are one year older than me. If you get the exemption later than me, I will laugh at you severely. your!"

Kazuma thought to himself that I don’t even have a master, so I can’t get it anywhere without passing it on.

But the momentum cannot be lost, especially against Kenichi Konma.

"It's a deal! One year after I get the exemption, if you don't get the exemption, I will laugh until you regret being born!"

So, a person who studied the most difficult school to get a free pass, and a person who didn't have a master, made a bet about the free pass.

The bet is the chance to laugh the other party to death.

At this, Komori Shanrei sighed: "Oh, are you fools? How long do you plan to embarrass yourself in public?"

Nanjo Honami: "Don't you think this kind of stupidity is also quite handsome?"

Komori Yamarei looked at Nanjo Honami with an alien expression, and then admitted in a low voice: "It seems, he is a bit handsome, but he is also really stupid."

Mikako Fujii stepped in between the two and asked, "Do you want potato chips? I just opened a pack."

Nanjo Honami took a handful of potato chips directly from the plastic bag in Fujii Mikako's hand.

Komori Shanrei stretched out her hand: "Give me a little."

Then, the three girls stood in a row, eating potato chips and watching the boys being silly.

**

The award ceremony was quickly completed, and then Kiryu, Ma, and Kenichi Konma were packed into an ambulance and taken to the hospital.

Although the tendon of Kazuma's right hand was not injured, the wound was extremely long.

Although Kenichi Konma's wound was very shallow, on the vital part of his neck, a slightly deeper wound would be fatal.

Theoretically speaking, this matter cannot end so easily. No matter what, it must be a vicious fight that endangers public safety.

However, Konma Kenichi's father was a police officer of the Osaka Prefectural Police. Although Kazuma's father was penniless and dead, he had the endorsement of the Nanjo family, and Quan Jian contacted President Masahiro Izumi to personally explain The situation, this matter has just ended.

After being scolded by the doctor, Kenichi Konma was sent back to his original ward, while Kazuma had his wounds treated and could be discharged directly from the hospital to go home to recuperate.

That evening, I said goodbye to Malai and Kenma Chika.

When entering the double ward where Kenichi Konma was located, Kazuma saw a flower basket on the bed next to Kenichi Konma.

This shows that the patient living in this bed has just passed away.

Kenichi Chima was sitting on his bed, with his back to the window, looking at the hospital bed that had been replaced with new sheets, his expression a little lonely.

"What's going on?" Kazuma asked confused.

"It was Grandpa Saionji who encouraged me to escape from the hospital and fight you."

Kazuma looked at the flower basket and suddenly found an old photo in the flower basket. He picked up the photo and looked at the young man wearing a patched school uniform and the beautiful lady wearing a Taisho era female school uniform.

Both of them had warm, life-filled smiles on their faces, which made people feel happy just by looking at them.

In the girl's hands, she carefully held a model of a wooden ship, which looked like a Kagerou-class destroyer.

Kenichi Chima: "The nurse said that the old man passed away peacefully in his wheelchair when he went out for air. He walked so quietly that the nurse pushing the wheelchair didn't even notice."

"I think he must have lived a life without regrets." Kazuma put the photo back on the flower basket and clasped his hands together.

He didn't know the old man, but he prayed for him in accordance with the simplest Chinese concept that "the dead are the most important".

Kenichi Chima suddenly sighed: "I also hope that one day in the future, when I pass away, I can calmly say, 'I have no regrets in my life.'"

"Me too." Kazuma agreed, "So you must get better for me. After half a year, I don't hear the news that you can swing a sword with both hands, so I will break your hands again and let you You rehab."

"Come on! I'm afraid of you."

"That's enough for you two!" Komori Shanrei interrupted the conversation between the two, "Are you tired of talking about this all day long?"

Kazuma joked: "Well Kenichi, let's talk..."

He Ma scratched his head, and for a moment he couldn't think of anything else to talk about.

Suddenly, he suddenly thought of something that no boy would dislike.

"Let's talk about F14?"

"Okay! The variable wings are so cool!" Ken Ma suddenly became interested and his eyes were bright.

After all, it was F14, and boys all loved F14, even though it was still six years before Tom Cruise's masterpiece "Top Gun" was born.