Kanagawa Taoist College Students

Li Xuehao got an autograph, but what was written on it was different from Sawai Yuko. After all, he was a strange male, so it was not convenient to use such an intimate tone. He only had one normal sentence: "To Koji Manaka, I wish you success in your studies. Yoko." The tracksuit with the high school logo on him easily revealed his identity as a high school student.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Li Xuehao thanked him and put away the signature.

The young Princess Yoko smiled slightly, a little stiffly, because she could feel that this boy did not really want her autograph.

Sawai Yuko was very excited and was so excited as she grabbed someone's hand. She had an autograph from the princess and could show off in front of her friends when she went back.

They didn’t wait long in the private dojo. Midori Sawai and Miho Honma showed up after changing their clothes. They were wearing full sets of protective gear. They were not using bamboo swords, but wooden swords. In comparison, the wooden swords looked more like real ones. Knife, and more lethal.

"Solid competition is too boring. Sister Sawai, how about we compete without restrictions?" Miho Honma suggested as the two walked to the middle of the dojo as others watched.

The so-called unlimited means to give up the rules of the kendo competition and fight casually. There is no referee to stop and there is no score. As long as the kendo method is used, the fight can continue.

"No problem." Midori Sawai, who was wearing a mask, couldn't see her expression, but judging from her relaxed tone, it was clear that she preferred this unfettered way of fighting.

"Then, please give me some advice!" Miho Honma bowed, and Midori Sawai returned the bow.

Next, the discussion officially begins.

The two quickly fought together, and the sound of wooden swords clashing could be heard endlessly.

"Kakakakakakakaka..."

A series of crisp sounds rang out in the dojo. The speed of the two people in the dojo was getting faster and faster, making it almost difficult to see clearly the slashing and stabbing movements of the swords.

Shinichiro Honma nodded slightly and seemed very pleased.

Princess Yoko was dazzled. She also practiced kendo, but she was a little less talented. Seeing the two people fighting in the field, her face was flushed with excitement. She clenched her hands into fists and trembled slightly, like It's like she's fighting on the field herself.

The handsome man next to her frowned, as if he was not used to such a scene, or even had a hint of disdain. He probably had never noticed the beating and killing behavior. Just glancing sideways at Princess Yoko beside him, his face suddenly became solemn and he restrained his disdain.

"Come on, sister!" Sawai Yuko waved her little hand. Although she was often bullied by her sister, she would certainly stand by her sister when facing outsiders.

The two people in the field were completely unaware. Both sides only had eyes for each other. After a while, the battle became intense.

"Kakakakakakakaka..."

"Hiss—hiss—"

Two cracking sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the cuffs of both sides' kendo shirts were cut with a wooden knife. The long slit was more than a foot long.

The crack was smooth and clean, without a trace of thread, as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. If it were cut on a human body, a bloody wound would definitely be inevitable. You know, both of them were holding blunt wooden knives, but their power was no less powerful than real knives.

Because both sides felt that the blow was successful, they both stopped and took a mid-range stance.

"Senior Sister Sawai, I have to be serious next time." Miho Honma said solemnly as they looked at the cuffs of each other.

"Me too." Sawai Midoriya said seriously.

After the words fell, there were two sounds of "whoosh~" and "whoosh~". The two sides quickly rushed towards each other at the same time and fought together again, seemingly repeating the previous battle.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that this is different from just now, because the "click" sound of the wooden knives intersecting has changed, from the crisp before to the crisp now. The strength used by the two people has increased. If it were not for the quality of the wooden knives, It's still in good condition, but it's probably already cracked.

The bystanders also watched intently, because the two figures in the field were getting faster and faster, just like a master showdown in a movie, but the movie was fake, and the scene before them was real.

Li Xuehao rubbed the mushroom head of Yuko Sawai next to him. This girl stopped shouting "come on" because she started to worry about her sister. She clenched her little fists tightly and stared motionlessly at the field.

He was not worried about Midori Sawai. Technically, she was almost the same as Miho Honma, and in terms of energy and blood, the two were also about the same, with no obvious difference.

But it's almost the same, not exactly the same. Because Sawai Midori is a few years older, her strength is much longer than Miho Yuu Honma's. As long as time goes on, she will win in the end.

"Click!" "Click!"

"Hiss--" "His--"

"呲——" "呲——"

The more the two sides fought to a critical juncture, the more colors they wore on their bodies. It didn't take long for the two men's kendo tops to be stained except for the areas protected by protective gear. Even the hakama underneath had a few tears.

Not to mention the protective gear, which was speckled with marks from being hacked or stabbed with wooden knives.

Strips of cloth flew and debris scattered all over the floor.

"Master, are they still going to fight?" Princess Yoko was a little worried about the safety of the two people in the starting field. She originally thought that there would be no danger in wearing protective gear during the kendo competition, but looking at it now, she obviously took it for granted.

"Well, we won't stop until the winner is decided." Shinichiro Honma nodded and looked at the field, his expression was much more solemn than before, "Your Highness invites Yoko, neither of them will hurt each other. .”

"That's good." Hearing what Master Sword Master said, Princess Yoko felt a little more at ease, although the competition on the court still made her feel a little frightened.

As time went by, both sides slowed down, mainly because after a lot of consumption in a short period of time, each other's physical strength had dropped significantly.

However, Midori Sawai was even better, and her advantage really came into play at this time. A series of attacks left Miho Honma with the ability to parry, but not to fight back.

"Crack!" With the last crisp sound, Midori Sawai knocked the wooden sword out of Miho Honma's hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at her throat.

"I lost!" Miho Honma admitted defeat very neatly. Even though she was still a little unwilling to fight until now, a failure was a failure, and there was no reason to find any reason.

"Concession." Midori Sawai took off her noodles. She actually didn't feel anything to be proud of. In terms of strength, the two of them were about the same. If she hadn't been a few years older and had the physical advantage, she might not have been the other's. opponent.

"But Senior Sister Sawai, I want to spar with you again next year." Although she gave up, Miho Honma believed that the gap between her and her was not big, so she agreed to fight again in a year. Maybe she thought it would be OK then defeat.

"Okay." Midori Sawai agreed. She knew what this junior sister was thinking, but she didn't think that the other party could defeat her in a year. You know, she herself would also improve.

"Then it's decided." Miho Honma said with a smile.

Both sides bowed to each other again and walked off the stage.

"Manaka, although I haven't seen your game, but you can eliminate Yotsuya from Terao High School, your strength will definitely not be too bad. I will wait for you in the finals." Miho Honma came to someone, as if he was joking and seemed Said very seriously.

This caused the eyes of the people nearby to focus on the person she was talking about. They were probably a little surprised that this young man also knew swordsmanship and could participate in the national competition. His strength should not be bad. Shinichiro Honma originally looked over with a smile, but he didn't know what he found. His eyes suddenly changed, as if he saw something incredible.

Li Xuehao ignored the surprise of several people around him, looked at Miho Honma calmly and said, "Okay."

Sawai Midori smiled and said nothing. She would not say that someone was stronger than her. If she said it first, it would be meaningless. It would be more interesting when the two sides compete.

Now that the game is over, everyone is preparing to go back to the living room, and Li Xuehao and the other three are also leaving.

At this time, Shinichiro Honma spoke, and his target was pointed at him: "Young man, please stay."

Li Xuehao was slightly startled, a little surprised that the other party would call him.

"You also practice swordsmanship?" Before he could speak, Shinichiro Honma asked again.

"Grandpa, Manaka is just like me, but he is a representative of the high school kendo national competition. How could he not know kendo?" Miho Honma said at the side.

"No, I don't doubt that he knows kendo." Shinichiro Honma shook his head and stared straight at the boy in front of him. "What I'm confused about is that this is the first time in decades that I can't see a person clearly. It’s like my body is covered by a layer of mist, which feels very strange.”

"Grandpa, are you going to make your baseless statements again?" Miho Honma rolled his eyes slightly. Ever since his grandfather started a few years ago, he likes to say some incomprehensible words that make people incomprehensible.

Shinichiro Honma ignored this granddaughter, whom he usually loved very much, and still stared at the boy and said, "Young man, can you answer this confusion for me?"

Li Xuehao also looked at this burly old man who was known as the best swordsman in the world. After he stood up, his height was not inferior to him at all, and was even slightly taller. For a 108-year-old man, this was simply unbelievable. However, he knew that the other party had already stepped into the threshold of the Tao. It was not surprising that he could maintain his body's vitality, but that he could vaguely sense his aura was really unexpected.

"Old Mr. Honma, maybe if we have a discussion, you can understand why you are confused." He won't say anything about illusions, it is disrespect for the other party. After the competition, I believe the other party will know why he is a The group was in a fog.

"Bold, Manaka, you are so rude..." Shinichiro Honma was still surprised by his answer, but Miho Honma was already glaring at him fiercely. She understood from a very early age why so many people came to challenge Grandpa. They were just interested in the title of "No. 1 in the world" and thought that if they defeated Grandpa, they would become famous. In her opinion, that kind of person is really It was very annoying. She didn't expect that this guy who was originally very pleasing to the eye would actually have such an idea.

"Miho, please be patient." Shinichiro Honma put a hand on his granddaughter's shoulder, "Things may not be what you think. This boy has no ill intentions."

"Even so, you shouldn't have said that." Miho Honma still couldn't let go. He glared at someone and said, "Manaka, if you apologize now, I will forgive your rude behavior."

"Mr. Honma, Koji has no intention of offending." Seeing that things had developed to this point, Midori Sawai quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, but she also hesitated, "Actually, if possible, I would also like to meet him. Mr. Honma and Koji’s discussion.”

"Senior Sister Sawai?" Miho Honma frowned tightly, as if she couldn't believe that even she said such a thing.

"Actually, Koji is even stronger than me, much more powerful." Midori Sawai continued. At this time, he didn't care about the little things he had thought before - such as watching the excitement of a certain junior sister in the national competition. .

"How is this possible?" Miho Honma couldn't help but exclaimed. After a year of hard practice and her grandfather's guidance, she now doesn't even look down on Shibata Yuki who defeated her last year, but now But someone told her that there were people stronger than her among high school students. She really couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it.

Although Shinichiro Honma was a little surprised, but thinking of his own confusion, he had no doubts and even looked forward to it vaguely: "Young man, I accept your challenge."

"Grandpa?" Miho Honma couldn't believe it.

"Master?" Princess Yoko on the side didn't know what she was worried about.

"Miho, take this young man to change his protective gear." Shinichiro Honma shook his head at them. In fact, he didn't know why he had a passionate feeling in his heart that had disappeared for decades. He had a vague premonition, It seemed that as long as he could figure out why this boy seemed to have a foggy feeling in him, the bottleneck that had been bothering him for several years would be possible to break through in one fell swoop.

"There is no need to change the protective gear." Li Xuehao glanced at Miho Honma, who was still a little unresponsive, and then looked at Shinichiro Honma, "For people who have reached a certain level of strength, protective gear cannot protect them at all. It may even hinder performance, what do you think, Mr. Honma?"

"That's right." Shinichiro Honma's eyes brightened, seeming to express admiration and relief, "I haven't seen such a courageous young man for a long time, so let's fight naked."

Naked here doesn’t mean wearing nothing, but means not wearing protective gear.

"Yes." Li Xuehao nodded and reached out to take the wooden knife in Sawai Midori's hand that was pitted due to previous violent exchanges.

Shinichiro Honma also took over his granddaughter's wooden sword, and when he was about to enter the arena, Li Xuehao glanced at the people next to him, and suddenly said: "The place here is too small, Mr. Honma, let's change to a bigger one." How is the place?”

"Go to my headquarters dojo." Shinichiro Honma seemed to realize that the place was too small and might affect innocent people. Changing to a larger "battlefield" was undoubtedly the most suitable.