Chapter 258 [Fanwai] Unbounded Kendo (1)

Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward.

Inside a quiet Japanese mansion.

An uncle in his forties with a full beard was walking carelessly in the corridor under the eaves.

The bunch of grass biting on the mouth, the long hair tied at the back of the head at will, the wide kimono, the thick clogs on the feet, and the pair of black long knives around the waist merge with the plants and trees in this Japanese-style garden, making the People seem to be back in the shogunate period.

"Mr. Matsumoto, Master Temple has been practicing in the room for several days. We don't want to disturb you, so please go in by yourself."

"It's work."

The boy in the kimono who led the way in front of him bowed slightly and left.

"This guy from the temple, cultivation is still so hard."

The middle-aged uncle rubbed his beard-covered chin, and carelessly pulled the heavy wooden door that seemed to be specially made for sound insulation.

In the simple and elegant room, Abe-ji, who wears two knives on his waist and has dark circles under his eyes, is kneeling solemnly on the tatami, staring intently at the picture on the 90-inch LCD TV on the wall.

"Um~ Dami, the late, the late, the late..."

"Oh, Si Guo is going to die..."

"Clap clap clap..."

On the TV, a man and a woman are fighting fiercely.

Abe Temple slowly turned his head and looked blankly at the "uninvited guest" standing at the door.

"Temple..."

"Old... teacher?"

Looking at his indifferent but deep eyes like the sea, the middle-aged uncle only felt a sharp sword unsheathed, breaking the water, and slashing towards him like the gushing waterfall on TV.

Sword Intent · Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more.

After half an hour.

"Oh! The knock wow has already touched a lot~~"

"Yeah, I'm dumb... Da Mai... Hmmmm~"

The master and the apprentice sat in a row, solemnly studying the intense scenes of BD image quality, delicate details, and pink and alluring on the big screen.

"Tsk tsk, it's really interesting. Ordinary male swordsmen, in the face of such a powerful thing, it is really difficult to maintain a normal heart... No wonder I just found out that your sword heart is more transparent and broke through the previous bottleneck. things to practice.”

The uncle with a face full of scum, watched the picture on the TV attentively, and at the same time exuded the sword intent of Ling Lie.

"Master is really amazing, it's the first time I'm cultivating, yet I can maintain such calm... According to the internal data of the 'GEOTV' disc rental company acquired for me by the Tsuchimikado Consortium, there are a large number of swordsmen, both male and female. , unfathomable 'learning materials'..."

Abe Temple on the side, the momentum of the whole body is also like invisible water, making people unable to lock the Qi machine.

"Whoa."

"Master, Mr. Matsumoto, I'm sorry, the tea here is..."

At the same time, the sliding door opened, and the servant who had left before stood outside the door with refreshments and brewed tea.

The two people in the house with "full sword intent" turned their heads to look at him subconsciously.

Youruo's substantive sword intent emanated, accompanied by the evoking sounds and pictures in the room, and instantly made him almost unable to hold the things in his hands.

"Hey, how did you come up with such a unique cultivation method?"

After the servant left, the middle-aged uncle took a sip of the tea on the table and asked curiously.

"This is the 'Normal Mind' practice method recommended to me by an opponent in April...I recently learned that he has already broken through the full series of more than 200 exercises after class and more than 1,000 exercises in Tokyo is very hot. , into a whole new realm... but I'll catch up with him soon."

"Is that the kid who beat you before..."

The middle-aged uncle stroked his beard and remembered that after Abe Temple's defeat the year before, he asked him to accompany him to Hokkaido for "special training in hell".

In other words... I haven't eaten bear paw for almost two years, and I really miss it.

"Teacher, rest assured, I am currently catching up with all my strength, and I will soon be able to complete the challenge of the Tokyo Hot Series!"

Having said this, Abe-ji Temple is again full of fighting spirit.

"The late, the late, the late... Hee hee, Ou faintly died..."

With the milk drinking session on the screen, today's "learning materials" also came to an end.

Abe Temple took out the DVD in a precious place, put it together with his lifetime disc rental membership black card, and took out the small book on the side to record the serial number and experience of today's challenge, and then he looked in front of him sternly. man.

"Matsumoto-sensei suddenly came to Tokyo, why?"

The man in front of him, named Matsumoto Ginji, was a first-class teacher for two days, and he lived in seclusion in Nagoya on weekdays.

Since the Abe family is not good at kendo, since he was three years old, he hired Matsumoto Ginji with a lot of money to teach him swordsmanship from time to time.

Although Matsumoto Ginji has no spiritual power and seems to have a limited understanding of spirit removal, Abe Temple basically groped for the removal of spirits in kendo and the use of sun and moon swords.

Although his own teacher, although his behavior is unrestrained, but in kendo alone, Abeji can say without hesitation that Mr. Matsumoto is the strongest man he has ever seen.

The teacher's body and skills that he has been tempering for many years, even if he uses his spiritual power, he can't defeat it.

Because, my teacher, is a "half demon" who lives in seclusion in the world.

Although Matsumoto Yinji never mentioned his bloodline, he did not reveal anything different from ordinary people.

But since the three-year-old Abe Temple apprenticeship, the other party's appearance has never aged.

It seems that "longevity" is the power of his blood.

No one knows how old Matsumoto-sensei lived, or, in other words, how many years he practiced kendo.

This is also the reason why Abe Temple chose to keep it a secret after learning of Sosuke Araki's identity as a "half-demon" that day.

"As people get older, they will owe more and more debts... I came here this time to repay a debt of favor that is not easy to repay... By the way, I will come here to test your recent cultivation achievements..."

Matsumoto Ginji smiled bitterly, and reached out and patted the two knives on his waist.

"That's what I mean. The student has some doubts about his practice recently, so he just asked the teacher for advice."

...

In the spacious training room, Abeji and Matsumoto Ginji stood proudly holding wooden swords.

"Please teach me your teacher."

Abe Temple's swords were one after the other, leaping forward and rushing towards Matsumoto Yinji.

"Old rules, you only have one chance..."

Matsumoto Ginji held the straw in his mouth and hung his two knives carelessly on both sides, admiringly looking at the student who rushed in front of him in just one step.

Compared with a few months ago, Abe Temple's kendo is more rounded and restrained, and the spirit is almost difficult to capture.

Approaching him, Abe Temple had no intention of probing at all, and the two knives in his hands circled and bloomed in front of him like a gust of wind.

Self-created Secret Sword·Elegy of the Mountain Bear·Change.

Because Matsumoto Yinji's seemingly sloppy stance spread out a real killing intent, letting him know that he had no chance to keep his hands.

"Oh? Has the gesture of this move been improved? Good...but..."

Matsumoto Yinji's eyes narrowed slightly, Abe Temple's movements slowed down infinitely in his eyes, and several flaws in the sword move appeared one by one, forming a line one by one like stars.

"...There are still flaws!"

Then, the long knife in his hand had a powerful air-breaking power, and slashed along the line that did not exist.

The speed of Matsumoto Yinji's slash was not fast, but the timing was very clever, and it happened to meet the double swords cut out by Abe Temple at the same time.

Abe Temple only felt an extremely powerful force coming from the opponent's wooden sword, and the wooden sword in his hand began to crack, and it was about to break.

"……interesting."

At the same time, the Wakizashi of Matsumoto Ginji's other hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, stabbed straight at Abe-ji Temple, whose hands were out of strength, as fast as lightning.

The competition between the two has just started, and it has directly reached a situation where the winner is about to be decided.

But Abe Temple obviously expected his strength long ago. His hands loosened slightly in the air for a moment, and after removing the strength from the sword, he immediately held it.

"……visible."

In the face of Wakizai who was stabbed by Matsumoto Ginji, Abeji's eyes were as calm as water, and after a limit flashed back, the long sword in his hand directly faced the opponent's long sword.

"Good come!"

After seeing Abe Temple's subtle dodge, he seemed to have the intention to compete with himself, and Matsumoto Ginji was also interested.

From the age of three, Abe-ji can be said to have grown up under the beating of his wild power.

This also created Abeji's sharp, cunning, and melodious kendo style.

According to Matsumoto Yinji, who is good at real swords and has countless blood-stained blades, such a style is not necessarily a good thing.

In the real sword confrontation where life and death are gambled, the brave one who meets each other in a narrow path often wins, and there is no room for turning around.

But when he discovered this problem, the disciple's swordsmanship had already been finalized.

Therefore, after the Millennium Abe Temple lost to the opponent who was said to be good at strength, he was very happy, and immediately arranged the "Hokkaido Mountain Xiongdi (shi) prison (jin) special (fire) training (pot) set".

Abe Temple even dared to take the initiative to try to compete with himself, apparently he discovered this problem himself.

The two long knives met in the air with violent power, and immediately burst out pieces of wood chips...

"what?!"

A scene that surprised Ginji Matsumoto slightly appeared.

At the moment when the long knives met, Abe Temple in front of him actually released the long knife in his hand in advance, and his body slumped to the ground like a ghost.

This move is actually seven points similar to "Chrysanthemum One Character Slash".

Except for the sixteen cuts of the chrysanthemum that are difficult for humans to use...

Matsumoto Yinji relied on his strong physical fitness and the wakizaki in his hand to move from the back at a very twisted angle, and at the last moment blocked Abe Temple's treacherous "crotch-lifting" sword.

"when."

The two daggers collided, unable to withstand the strength of the two, and immediately exploded.

However, the competition did not end.

Abeji resolutely abandoned the sword, turned his palm into a sword, and stabbed Matsumoto Ginji directly in the abdomen.

In the face of this sudden change, Matsumoto Yinji showed a satisfied grin.

The progress of this disciple was far beyond his imagination, and he actually realized such an eclectic fighting consciousness by himself.

"Okay... I will teach you a style today, without a sword."

Matsumoto Ginji's sloppy aura disappeared.

Throwing the two knives in his hand, his whole person is like a long sword that will kill him when he is unsheathed...

Substantial murderous intent and a **** aura so strong that one might want to vomit instantly bloomed in front of Abe Temple.

"Is this what the teacher looks like when he is serious?"

This was the first time he felt the teacher's killing intent.

In the past ten years, Abe Temple has never seen the teacher's serious look, nor has he ever seen him use a real sword.

Because the teacher said that his sword will drink blood when it is unsheathed.

But the **** smell in front of him, the killing intent that seemed to be able to treat humans as cattle and sheep without hesitation, reminded him of a title.

Hundreds of people beheaded.

This is a title that only samurai who have killed more than 100 people's names are qualified to obtain.

Is it...

Without waiting for him to think about it, the knife that he stabbed out was already clamped by Matsumoto Ginji Gofa's palms like iron pincers.

Immediately, the violent force slammed Abe Temple to the ground.

"Yes, your progress has exceeded my imagination... Pack up and visit an old friend with me."

Abe Temple, lying on the ground, looked at Matsumoto Ginji's sloppy back with some strangeness, as if there was a real killing intent just now, and it never existed.

He immediately laughed at himself and shook his head.

I must be confused in my studies. Now is the age of peace, how could Mr. Matsumoto be a "hundred-person cut".

...

Nihonbashi, Shinagawa Town.

"Is it here?"

Abe Temple followed behind Matsumoto Ginji and stopped in front of a remote old house.

This wide alley can't even enter a car, they can only enter on foot.

He turned his head to check, and on the side of the mansion, the words "Xuanwu Pavilion" were written on a wooden plaque.

Seeing these three words, Abe Temple's eyes moved slightly.

Didn't Beichen Yidaoliu's Xuanwu Pavilion move to Kanda Yuchi?

In Shinagawa Town, there is still such an old dojo.

After coming to Tokyo to study for these years, he has basically visited the dojos in the capital to ask for advice, but he has never heard of this Xuanwu Hall.

To attract teachers to visit, presumably the level should not be low, and it is really hidden in the city.

"That guy doesn't seem to be here yet, let's take a look first."

Putting down the phone in his hand, Matsumoto Yinji took the lead and walked into the dojo.

In the small courtyard behind the gate, several men with bad expressions were clumsily holding wooden knives, accepting the guidance of the staff, and practicing "Konghui Suzhen".

Abe Temple only looked at it twice ~lightnovelpub.net~ and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Because the level of these students is really...

Call it a beginner.

"Two guests, do you want to consult the kendo crash training?"

Seeing the two enter the door, a beautiful and energetic girl greeted them with a warm smile.

"Crash training in Kendo?"

Matsumoto Ginji showed a very interested expression.

"Yes, our Xuanwu Pavilion is the birthplace of Beichen Yidaoliu, adhering to the spirit of 'everyone can practice kendo', 'let the world have no difficult exam exemption', 'no middlemen make the difference' and other spirits, as long as you pay two With 10,000 yen in tuition and a one-day crash course, you can pass the exam of our Beichen Yidao-class exemption."

Seeing that the two seemed interested, the beautiful girl immediately introduced them enthusiastically.

(End of this chapter)