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Chapter 1 Kendo
Chapter 1 Kendo
City Children's Palace, Musashi Kendo Training Center.
In the center of the field, two people wearing kendo protective gear and holding bamboo swords are facing each other.
The tips of the two bamboo swords were staggered, and the bamboo sword on the left trembled slightly. It was not the cowardice of the sword holder. It was a test. It was also a way to hide the attack that he might launch in the next second. The broken steps of boxing have the same effect.
But the person holding the sword on the right did not move, in any sense.The bamboo sword in his hand is very steady, his breathing is long, only the steps under his feet are shifting a little to adjust the position of the best attack and counterattack.
The arena was very quiet, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the duel in the arena. The competition in kendo was not like a fight between you and me. The victory and defeat were often settled in an instant like a thunderclap.If it was in the era when the ronin was in power, when the thunder settled, it would not be applause, but a silent red rain.
The arena was silent for a full 2 minutes, and the two sword-holders did not move, they just kept moving, moving forward, retreating, and no one swung the first sword.
In the 3rd minute, the person on the left who had been probing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and there was a loud roar from under the protective mask, and the roar shook the venue-but he still didn't draw his sword.
The person on the right didn't disturb his mind because of the sudden sound of qi together, and he didn't move, not even the bamboo sword in his hand shook.
At 20 minutes and [-] seconds, the person on the left finally launched an attack. Without any warning, the bamboo sword was raised high, and a downward chop that had been practiced tens of thousands of times on weekdays followed.
The sword holder on the right released his sword the moment his opponent raised his arm, and the bamboo sword lifted and slammed the attack that fell toward him. Taking advantage of the opponent's unfinished moves, he made a clean and neat next cut.
hit face.
A duel that lasted for three minutes ended in less than three seconds.
There was thunderous applause and the cheers of children.
This is the largest children's palace in the city, and of course there will be many children.
Therefore, the duel that is taking place right now is not the world-famous duel of swordsmen, but an exhibition match in the Children's Palace kendo training class. In this way, the new season of the Children's Palace Kendo Class will be recruited in the spring.
"If it wasn't for the shock of my face, I would have thought I was dreaming just now." The left side of the field took off his mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, about forty years old. With emotion and wonder.
The side on the right who won in the duel just now also took off the mask, but underneath was a young boy with black hair and black pupils. The man saluted and got up again and said, "The boxing is afraid of the young and strong, and the swordsmanship is the same."
"It's all about reflexes and speed, but you have to change your habit of not trying at all and only hitting the back. It's a big disadvantage if you don't attack first." The middle-aged man put the mask on his right waist and looked at him in amazement. A boy of only sixteen or seventeen years old: "If it wasn't for your foundation that I played, I would really think that you started learning swordsmanship from your mother's womb. The sudden qi together in that situation won't make you mess up."
Qi He in Kendo refers to a sudden shout from a middle-aged man in the duel just now. It has the effect of refreshing and intimidating. Now more people call that thing a "battle roar". If the enemy makes it open, you can grab the gap in one go and defeat it.
"Coach, you think too much." A helpless smile finally appeared on the boy's face: "I really just reacted quickly. When you were holding the sword just now, there was no sign of strength in your fingers, how could I have been hit? trick."
"You still know how to call me a coach." The middle-aged man glanced at the excited children on the sidelines and the parents who were groping their pockets and sighed, "Anyway, I passed the sixth-dan exam last year. In the end, I lost to you, and I have to lose face."
"A disciple doesn't have to be inferior to a teacher." The boy shook his head: "Besides, I was taught by you, doesn't this mean that your coaching skills are far more excellent than your own?"
"It makes sense." The middle-aged man was thoughtful, but after a few seconds, he reacted and immediately pouted and said, "I have only beaten me a few times, so you dare to say that you surpassed me, did you take the exam? Have you practiced the standard of pace and posture?"
"Okay, okay." The boy wisely chose to avoid the topic: "But why didn't you invite Senior Brother Chu Zihang, coach, to invite me back for this exhibition match?"
"Don't they take the college entrance examination this year?" The coach shook his head and said, "And I don't know him very well. If it weren't for your reasons, the kid would not have contact with me at all. After all, he didn't come to study after graduating from elementary school. Now, I just invite him back to perform as an honorary graduate once in a while. Besides, what am I asking him to do? Wouldn’t it be hard to use a ready-made coolie like you?”
"Is he not going to take the college entrance examination?" The boy sighed: "And I think Chu Zihang is more handsome than me. He can be a little more appealing in the exhibition competition, and it can make your kendo hall more balanced."
"Nonsense, you're also handsome, not worse than him. But speaking of which university do you have plans to study in the future?" The coach smiled and showed his white teeth and grabbed the boy with his left hand, facing the parents and students on the sidelines. Kaza Kaza took several photos, and in the crowd there was actually a beautiful blond foreign girl holding a camera and snapping at the two of them.
"Come on." The boy in front of the camera also showed a smile. After taking the photo, he immediately put away his smirk and said calmly, "Whatever, let it be."
"How can you be resigned to fate?" The coach patted the boy's shoulder: "You still have to read books, broaden your horizons, and you are born with quick reactions and strong physical coordination. If you have the intention in the future, you can develop in kendo. I can do it. Introduce you, your coach, I'm a sixth dan anyway."
"43-dan at [-] years old." The boy stabbed the knife openly: "When are you going to take the [-]-dan exam?"
"Five years later, the rules are there, but it's a pity that the rules are too rigid, otherwise I guess with your ability, you should have no problem practicing more before the age of 30 to become a sword master." The coach rubbed the boy vigorously hair laughed.
"Don't flatter me, after all, kendo is just an interest now." Facing the coach's optimism, the boy was obviously lacking in character.
"Take good care of your youth, get some experience in dating in high school, and then you won't be smeared when you go to college." The coach said with emotion: "I heard that there are many luxury cars at the entrance of Shilan High School when it rains, like a car show. , all the ladies in the school are gone, hurry up and harm one or two of your college tuition fees."
"What kind of bullshit is this? I didn't see that the coach is still a scumbag who cheats his feelings." The boy looked at the coach in surprise.
"If I could eat it, I would definitely eat it. It's a pity that the years are not forgiving, but it's a pity that you don't eat soft rice on your face." The coach said seriously.
"I have a good stomach. I like to eat dry rice. Besides, I have no interest in that aspect, and no one will like me." The boy shook his head.
"It's alright, don't be humble, do you think I don't know how popular you are in school? There are more people who like you, and young people's stomachs should not be filled with sour water and ink that is dissatisfied with the world, and more spring. Butterfly in the flowers." The coach pushed the boy and kicked his ass again: "What should I do, I'll go to the front desk to collect the wages later."
"There's still wages? Didn't you mean the voluntary exhibition competition?" The boy turned around and said.
"Have you collected enough tuition for next year's semester?" the coach raised his eyebrows.
"It's still early." The boy smiled helplessly.
"It's getting late, the second year of high school concentrates on studying, and then go to the girls, don't delay the good years in part-time jobs." The coach waved his hands and walked to the children who couldn't wait on the sidelines and said: "Go away, study hard, go up and down every day. I'll look for you again next time there is an exhibition match, remember to release water for me."
The boy froze for a moment, didn't say anything, just smiled and turned and left.
"Oh yes, Lin Nian." The coach suddenly shouted at the boy.
"What?" the boy asked back.
"It's nothing, just tell you, my daughter said that she saw your sister in a newly opened coffee shop in the high-tech zone a few days ago." The coach said.
"Are you working?" The boy was startled.
"Yes, I'll tell you." The coach nodded.
"Got it," the boy said. "Let's go."
"Ah."
After all, the boy left the venue with his hood and bamboo sword in hand, but his back was much heavier for no reason.
Ah, my Shui Hansan is finally back!If you like it, it's good to collect it, and you can give it a recommended ticket or something. The Buddhist A Shui online code word.
(End of this chapter)
City Children's Palace, Musashi Kendo Training Center.
In the center of the field, two people wearing kendo protective gear and holding bamboo swords are facing each other.
The tips of the two bamboo swords were staggered, and the bamboo sword on the left trembled slightly. It was not the cowardice of the sword holder. It was a test. It was also a way to hide the attack that he might launch in the next second. The broken steps of boxing have the same effect.
But the person holding the sword on the right did not move, in any sense.The bamboo sword in his hand is very steady, his breathing is long, only the steps under his feet are shifting a little to adjust the position of the best attack and counterattack.
The arena was very quiet, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the duel in the arena. The competition in kendo was not like a fight between you and me. The victory and defeat were often settled in an instant like a thunderclap.If it was in the era when the ronin was in power, when the thunder settled, it would not be applause, but a silent red rain.
The arena was silent for a full 2 minutes, and the two sword-holders did not move, they just kept moving, moving forward, retreating, and no one swung the first sword.
In the 3rd minute, the person on the left who had been probing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and there was a loud roar from under the protective mask, and the roar shook the venue-but he still didn't draw his sword.
The person on the right didn't disturb his mind because of the sudden sound of qi together, and he didn't move, not even the bamboo sword in his hand shook.
At 20 minutes and [-] seconds, the person on the left finally launched an attack. Without any warning, the bamboo sword was raised high, and a downward chop that had been practiced tens of thousands of times on weekdays followed.
The sword holder on the right released his sword the moment his opponent raised his arm, and the bamboo sword lifted and slammed the attack that fell toward him. Taking advantage of the opponent's unfinished moves, he made a clean and neat next cut.
hit face.
A duel that lasted for three minutes ended in less than three seconds.
There was thunderous applause and the cheers of children.
This is the largest children's palace in the city, and of course there will be many children.
Therefore, the duel that is taking place right now is not the world-famous duel of swordsmen, but an exhibition match in the Children's Palace kendo training class. In this way, the new season of the Children's Palace Kendo Class will be recruited in the spring.
"If it wasn't for the shock of my face, I would have thought I was dreaming just now." The left side of the field took off his mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man, about forty years old. With emotion and wonder.
The side on the right who won in the duel just now also took off the mask, but underneath was a young boy with black hair and black pupils. The man saluted and got up again and said, "The boxing is afraid of the young and strong, and the swordsmanship is the same."
"It's all about reflexes and speed, but you have to change your habit of not trying at all and only hitting the back. It's a big disadvantage if you don't attack first." The middle-aged man put the mask on his right waist and looked at him in amazement. A boy of only sixteen or seventeen years old: "If it wasn't for your foundation that I played, I would really think that you started learning swordsmanship from your mother's womb. The sudden qi together in that situation won't make you mess up."
Qi He in Kendo refers to a sudden shout from a middle-aged man in the duel just now. It has the effect of refreshing and intimidating. Now more people call that thing a "battle roar". If the enemy makes it open, you can grab the gap in one go and defeat it.
"Coach, you think too much." A helpless smile finally appeared on the boy's face: "I really just reacted quickly. When you were holding the sword just now, there was no sign of strength in your fingers, how could I have been hit? trick."
"You still know how to call me a coach." The middle-aged man glanced at the excited children on the sidelines and the parents who were groping their pockets and sighed, "Anyway, I passed the sixth-dan exam last year. In the end, I lost to you, and I have to lose face."
"A disciple doesn't have to be inferior to a teacher." The boy shook his head: "Besides, I was taught by you, doesn't this mean that your coaching skills are far more excellent than your own?"
"It makes sense." The middle-aged man was thoughtful, but after a few seconds, he reacted and immediately pouted and said, "I have only beaten me a few times, so you dare to say that you surpassed me, did you take the exam? Have you practiced the standard of pace and posture?"
"Okay, okay." The boy wisely chose to avoid the topic: "But why didn't you invite Senior Brother Chu Zihang, coach, to invite me back for this exhibition match?"
"Don't they take the college entrance examination this year?" The coach shook his head and said, "And I don't know him very well. If it weren't for your reasons, the kid would not have contact with me at all. After all, he didn't come to study after graduating from elementary school. Now, I just invite him back to perform as an honorary graduate once in a while. Besides, what am I asking him to do? Wouldn’t it be hard to use a ready-made coolie like you?”
"Is he not going to take the college entrance examination?" The boy sighed: "And I think Chu Zihang is more handsome than me. He can be a little more appealing in the exhibition competition, and it can make your kendo hall more balanced."
"Nonsense, you're also handsome, not worse than him. But speaking of which university do you have plans to study in the future?" The coach smiled and showed his white teeth and grabbed the boy with his left hand, facing the parents and students on the sidelines. Kaza Kaza took several photos, and in the crowd there was actually a beautiful blond foreign girl holding a camera and snapping at the two of them.
"Come on." The boy in front of the camera also showed a smile. After taking the photo, he immediately put away his smirk and said calmly, "Whatever, let it be."
"How can you be resigned to fate?" The coach patted the boy's shoulder: "You still have to read books, broaden your horizons, and you are born with quick reactions and strong physical coordination. If you have the intention in the future, you can develop in kendo. I can do it. Introduce you, your coach, I'm a sixth dan anyway."
"43-dan at [-] years old." The boy stabbed the knife openly: "When are you going to take the [-]-dan exam?"
"Five years later, the rules are there, but it's a pity that the rules are too rigid, otherwise I guess with your ability, you should have no problem practicing more before the age of 30 to become a sword master." The coach rubbed the boy vigorously hair laughed.
"Don't flatter me, after all, kendo is just an interest now." Facing the coach's optimism, the boy was obviously lacking in character.
"Take good care of your youth, get some experience in dating in high school, and then you won't be smeared when you go to college." The coach said with emotion: "I heard that there are many luxury cars at the entrance of Shilan High School when it rains, like a car show. , all the ladies in the school are gone, hurry up and harm one or two of your college tuition fees."
"What kind of bullshit is this? I didn't see that the coach is still a scumbag who cheats his feelings." The boy looked at the coach in surprise.
"If I could eat it, I would definitely eat it. It's a pity that the years are not forgiving, but it's a pity that you don't eat soft rice on your face." The coach said seriously.
"I have a good stomach. I like to eat dry rice. Besides, I have no interest in that aspect, and no one will like me." The boy shook his head.
"It's alright, don't be humble, do you think I don't know how popular you are in school? There are more people who like you, and young people's stomachs should not be filled with sour water and ink that is dissatisfied with the world, and more spring. Butterfly in the flowers." The coach pushed the boy and kicked his ass again: "What should I do, I'll go to the front desk to collect the wages later."
"There's still wages? Didn't you mean the voluntary exhibition competition?" The boy turned around and said.
"Have you collected enough tuition for next year's semester?" the coach raised his eyebrows.
"It's still early." The boy smiled helplessly.
"It's getting late, the second year of high school concentrates on studying, and then go to the girls, don't delay the good years in part-time jobs." The coach waved his hands and walked to the children who couldn't wait on the sidelines and said: "Go away, study hard, go up and down every day. I'll look for you again next time there is an exhibition match, remember to release water for me."
The boy froze for a moment, didn't say anything, just smiled and turned and left.
"Oh yes, Lin Nian." The coach suddenly shouted at the boy.
"What?" the boy asked back.
"It's nothing, just tell you, my daughter said that she saw your sister in a newly opened coffee shop in the high-tech zone a few days ago." The coach said.
"Are you working?" The boy was startled.
"Yes, I'll tell you." The coach nodded.
"Got it," the boy said. "Let's go."
"Ah."
After all, the boy left the venue with his hood and bamboo sword in hand, but his back was much heavier for no reason.
Ah, my Shui Hansan is finally back!If you like it, it's good to collect it, and you can give it a recommended ticket or something. The Buddhist A Shui online code word.
(End of this chapter)
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