Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"Hey! Ha!"

Shimoshima Taro swung the tachi in his hand, each sword had a terrifying momentum, and he used a real sword instead of a suzhen stick.

With every swinging movement, the sweat on his body was swept out.

If you don't sweat like this, you can't vent Shimoshima Taro's depression.

"Taro, let me say, that's enough, don't accidentally hit yourself." Shimoshima Tomomi looked at her younger brother worriedly.

After waking up early in the morning, my younger brother was standing in the dojo and swinging the sword. The sword he used was a real one.

I didn't expect that it was already afternoon and I was still standing there and waving non-stop. This is bewildered.

When I read the news last night that my younger brother would look like this after the Nara Divine Sword was passed on, it was obviously very irritating.

It would be great if I could put my obsession with swordsmanship elsewhere.

Like Tomomi Shimoshima, isn't she just putting all her energy into making money now, getting rich is not a dream.

After the inheritance ceremony on the 15th is over, the business will definitely usher in a new round of growth, and the appearance of Chaofan who possesses the way of swordsmanship is outright good news for all gymnasiums across the country.

However, there are still hidden dangers. If the person who inherits the magic sword is a famous swordsman, then his family's dojo will definitely dominate the market.

It is not uncommon for one family to dominate other small peers. In short, the situation is not optimistic. Everything will wait until the 15th, and we will know who is the god who has obtained the inheritance of the magic sword.

It's a pity that the eldest sister's mouth is too strict, and she doesn't disclose any information, and her own dojo doesn't know how to support her.

Thinking about things in the business field like this, Tomomi watched Taro waving for another half an hour, and finally lay on the ground like a dead fish.

More air intake than outflow, rapid breathing, fierce chest ups and downs, very scary.

"Taro! Don't force yourself so hard."

Tomomi isn't able to utter the persuasive words of the second class like the eldest sister. The words of sword heart and sword intent are very convincing from the eldest sister's mouth.

But the level of swordsmanship of Tomomi's three-legged cat, it's better not to say that kind of beautiful words.

No one believed it.

I'm too ashamed to say it.

"Second sister, am I really not talented?"

"It's not... very, besides, the succession of the magic sword is very difficult when you hear it, didn't you see that even Qingmei didn't go there?"

Thinking that even the eldest sister was not selected, Shimoshima Taro felt a little more at ease, although I feel sorry for the eldest sister...

However, it is still instantly comfortable!

"Let's go, you're fine tonight, Second Sister, I'll take you to eat a delicious meal!"

“Definitely revives energy and fills confidence!”

Involuntarily, Tomomi Shimoshima pulled her younger brother into the car. Don't look at Taro's exhausted exhaustion, but if he wanted to resist, the second sister couldn't drag him.

Tomomi's car is still a small car bought on loan. Although the dojo has made a lot of money, but before the first batch of students graduate, all the tuition fees received cannot be said to be safe.

This is the problem of the education industry. Before the end of a teaching cycle, the money received is just an unsafe spectacle.

Taking my younger brother to eat in Adachi Ward, why not relieve Tomomi's own pressure.

Driving slowly all the way to Adachi District, Taro Shimoshima was also a little confused.

"Second sister, is it so far away?"

"Gourmet food is not afraid of distance, you will definitely be full of energy after eating the food in that store!"

Others don't know, Tomomi Shimoshima guarantees that she will be full of energy!

"Adachi."

Taro remembered that Qingshan Tatsu also lived in Adachi District, but he hadn't contacted Qingshan Tatsuya since he was defeated cleanly last time.

Hey, what are you talking about Linghe Juggernaut, even his peers can't beat, Qing Shanda must also dislike his own strength is too weak.

That man named Mizuno, Shimoshima Taro will never forget his name.

She is about the same age as me, but her level of swordsmanship is much higher than her own, maybe even a little worse than her eldest sister.

Why is there such a big gap between people, Taro, you should know your own level from the time you lost in front of that Mizuno.

He can't beat even his peers. There must be many existences in the world who have been immersed in kendo for many years and far surpass Mizuno.

How could such a self become the Juggernaut of Reiwa, shouldn't it be time to recognize the reality.

After stopping the car, Taro directly opened the door and got out of the car, but Tomomi sat in the car and did not leave for a long time.

She was sitting on the seat, taking out makeup items from her bag to put on makeup.

"No problem, today's makeup is great!"

After tossing and tossing for four or five minutes, Tomomi stopped, seeing her younger brother who had been standing outside for a long time, her old face was slightly flushed.

After coughing, Tomomi pretended to be calm and serious and said, "Then let's go, the ramen here is very delicious."

She did this for her younger brother's benefit, to let him meet better people, so that he would stop being closed in his own mind.

Yes, that's it.

Gently opening the curtain of the shop, Tomomi Shimoshima looked inside with a big smile on her face.

Today she is different from before, a half-successful person! — Tomomi punched herself hard.

Wait, what kind of ramen should I order in front of Mizuno-kun, and what should be the opening remarks.

"Hey! Where are people!"

wrong!

How could such a big ramen maker disappear!

But there is nothing wrong with the layout of the store, it is still the same.

"Guest, do you have anything to do with Mizuno?" A middle school girl with the same capable temperament as the elder sister walked in: "Sorry, Mizuno asked for leave this afternoon."

Stared by Mayori Sada's eyes, Tomomi Shimoshima, an adult, actually felt threatened.

Damn it.

Where did the guardian's cat come from?

...

Damn it.

Seeing the restless soul in his hands, Mizuno hesitated.

'Where is this place! let me out! '

I don't know if too much chakra was injected, Shilong Dadou's soul woke up without warning.

Pulling the curtains, Mizuno put the soul ball amber on the table.

"Do you know who you are?"

'Stone Dragon Fight! '

Shilong Dadou, who was tight in the crowd, said seriously.

"Tsk."

The soul seems to be okay and knows who it is.

Mizuno doesn't like this kind of restless soul, so how can he do research like this, besides, Shilong has seen his own appearance, his intelligence is not low, and he is not easy to deceive like animals with psychic beasts.

In order to hide his identity, Mizuno was talking in several layers of vests before the humans 'offline'.

‘My name is Shilong Dadou, the number one sword master of all time! '

‘I once slashed dragons with only my sword, and suppressed countless monsters! '

'Suppressing thousands of heavenly talents of the same generation, onmyojis and great monsters were all defeated by a single sword! '

"A small boat crosses the sea to the west..."

Hearing Shilong Dadou's impassioned voice, Mizuno's complexion became more and more strange.

Is this person proficient in Chinese? Have you read those online novels?

"Yes, you were the sword master of the peerless heavenly pride during your lifetime."