Kiryu and Ma are now a hard-working life in their previous lives. They worked hard for many years before they became "business representatives".

No matter whether it is in high school or college, his classmates say that programmers work the hardest, and they all think that the business representatives of foreign trade companies are a fat man.

However, the business representative is just awesome, but in fact he is still an errand.

There is not much difference between advanced errands and errands. Anyway, when you look up, you will find that life in the clouds is still so far away.

Hema had always thought of becoming a human being, but after so many years of graduating from college, this idea had long been replaced by "spend an ordinary life."

I accepted my fate and compromised and just lived it alone. I thought that as long as I put my head into the ground as an ostrich, I would not look directly at those people above the clouds, and I would not fantasize about becoming one of them, and the monster named "Life" would let me go.

Unexpectedly, life caught up with him quickly and threw the word "无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无无�

Listening to the "former wave" on the screen, he talked about the life of the "former wave" he imagined, compared it with Ma, he looked at the life he lived, and felt that he had been fired from the ranks of young people.

Not happy, very unhappy.

He Ma didn't think he was worse than others, he was just born late.

He imagined more than once that if he was born in the era of just changing the opening, he would definitely seize the opportunity, soar into the sky and become the best.

Then he can become a member of the "former wave" and say to the "former wave" with a tone of relief: "I look at you, full of envy."

Now he has really traveled through time with Ma and has obtained plug-ins, so he must be developed and become a superior person.

Now, Kazuma suddenly felt that she had been worried about Chiyoko's feelings before and was too stupid to sell the dojo.

Just because Chiyoko is sensible and cute, she is confused and shaken. My purity is not enough.

But it's not too late to find out this now.

He held the bamboo knife tightly with the horse and prepared to convey his determination to his sister through the bamboo knife.

"The temple was sold. If you make money in the future, you can buy a better place to open a bigger place. It is enough to keep memories and other things in your heart.

"Chioniko! The stubbornness and sentimentality that rely on oil and salt alone cannot protect anything!" Hema shouted at Chiyoko, "Let you see my brother's determination! Let me completely smash your childishness!"

After making a bold statement, the wind poured into the open side door of the dojo.

He Ma let the bangs on his forehead dance in the wind, and had no intention of sorting them out.

He stared at Chiyoko through the hair of dancing.

He understood Chiyoko's feelings for the dojo and understood the extraordinary meaning of the dojo to her.

But selling the temple and then making a fortune has extraordinary significance for horses.

He had obviously traveled through time and got a cheat, so he no longer wanted to copy his previous life in vain.

I didn’t understand this principle before and I had a lot of concerns. Now that I figured it out, I have a lot of thoughts.

Compared to the feelings that Chiyoko holds, it is not a fool to convince her with her half-baked awareness.

Now, it is the time to let Chiyoko see this enlightenment.

As Ma now speculates, the martial arts in this world are probably different from his original world, and this world is likely to be able to really communicate with each other with swords.

He is too lazy to look at his own state, so he needs meditation, so it is better to look at other people's states.

Even if this enlightenment does not form a buff, Jima is confident that he will defeat Chiyoko who is shaking.

He stepped forward.

When his feet slapped on the floor of the dojo, a crisp sound was made, and wind was spreading around.

Those who practice martial arts should be as calm as a jack when they are down.

"Chioniko!"

He shouted with the horse and drew his sword.

**

Chiyoko felt shocked.

When I was a child, my dad once told her that sword skills contain will.

She always thought this was nonsense after her father drank sake.

So many years have passed, Chiyoko has never felt the will in the sword skills in the kendo duel.

Swords are weapons, swordsmanship is a killing technique, but now it has become a competitive technique.

How can technology reflect will?

Stop kidding!

However, at this moment, Chiyoko felt it.

Brother Kiryu and Ma were surrounded by an indescribable cold momentum. He just stepped forward and made Chiyoko feel powerful pressure before he could do any other moves.

This sword will be very fierce!

The next moment, Kiryu and Ma rushed up, so fast that Chiyoko couldn't see clearly, but they just blocked it with their muscle memory.

The feeling of the bamboo swords hitting each other and the crisp collision sound came.

Although the momentum was overwhelmed, Chiyoko's response was not slow.

She stepped forward half a step, trying to resolve the subsequent attack by pulling the distance closer to the next attack. The length of the bamboo knife is close to the knife. The space needed to wield, not the closer the better.

However, the sword of Hema had already hit Chiyoko's hand!

Wait, when did he make the second sword?

The pain in his hands almost made Chiyoko slaughter the sword, which was a big taboo.

Kiryu and Ma had already distanced themselves and resumed their confrontation.

A bitter momentum still lingers with him.

Chiyoko even had the illusion that the wind pouring into the open sliding door was spinning around her brother.

She remembered a TV program she had watched before. On the show, the Chinese Tai Chi master practiced boxing in a temple-like place (actually a Taoist temple). The wind was sweeping with yellow fallen leaves and spinning around the master, as if echoing the master's movements.

I remember that at the end of that show, the master finished practicing the moves, and the fallen leaves fell to the ground, forming a pattern similar to Tai Chi on the ground.

Chiyoko always thought that it was fake, just like the Kendo master performing cutting leaves, it was fake.

But now, she is not sure.

At this time Kiryu and Ma spoke: "What's wrong, Chiyoko? What's the momentum just now? Your sword has become dull."

Chiyoko looked at the bamboo knife in her hand and almost blurted out the words.

The attack with the horse again was still as fast as the wind as before.

The bamboo swords collided together and made a crisp sound.

It was a simple and unpretentious blow from the previous section.

Chiyoko's left hand holding the tail of the knife almost loosened.

Chiyoko couldn't help but remember the show-off master he encountered when she attended the Kendo National Conference last time.

That guy is said to be the daughter of a policeman in Osaka Prefecture. He has been learning about the performance of the performance of the performance of the performance of the sensorimist police since he was a child. It is the official certification school of the Metropolitan Police Department.

After the Meiji Restoration, the police system was mainly controlled by the vassals of the Satsuma clan, and the base for the manifestation was in the Satsuma clan.

The power of Kiryu and Ma's attack has reached the level of a master of the show!

But Chiyoko knew that the way she exerted force with the horse was not a manifestation of the flow.

The upper attack of the flow shows that there is a slight difference between the general upper and lower slashes, and it cannot be seen by those who are not practicing swords.

Chiyoko pulled apart and re-hold the bamboo knife. Although the attack just now did not allow Chiyoko's bamboo knife to fly out of his hand, it also caused Chiyoko to hold the knife to be misaligned.

In Kendo fighting, this misalignment may cause movement deformation and need to be readjusted.

"Why not pursue?" Chiyoko asked.

"Because what I want is not to defeat you," Kiryu and Ma Long responded, "I want you to understand what I think!"

"What are you talking about? The meaning is hagana! (The meaning is unknown)"

Chiyoko roared, launching an attack with some self-deprecating storm. She knew that she would definitely be defeated if she continued to defend herself.

The knife was easily opened, but Chiyoko felt like "Ah, it turns out to be so" in her heart.

It's obviously me who is stronger.

The counterattack between Hema arrived as scheduled.

Chiyoko reluctantly deals with it

In the blink of an eye, Chiyoko's bamboo knife flew high and landed on the floor not far away, making a crisp sound.

Echoing this sound, a drizzle sounded outside the dojo, and it turned into a pouring rain in a few seconds.

Chiyoko stood there, maintaining a knife-holding posture, looking at her brother Kiryu and Ma.

He Ma used the bamboo knife's head to poke the position of her throat gently.

"You lost," he said, "I'm going to sell the dojo. If you have any objections, defeat me before the Sumitomo Kailai people come. I'll accept your challenge all day tomorrow."

Chiyoko couldn't help asking: "Why? It's clear that for my brother, there are many precious memories here!"

"Didn't I say it? It's enough to keep memories in my heart. I won't be limited by memories from the past. Chiyoko, we should embrace the present and look forward to the future."

Chiyoko stared at Kama for a long time, then she sighed: "I lost. I agree to sell the dojo."
Chapter completed!