"Hey, Yuanhe, why are you back now?" When Yuanhe Yanai returned home and just walked out of the elevator, his mother Minami Masako was holding a vegetable basket and was about to enter the elevator.

"Mom, I have completed the leave procedures from the school. During this period, I have to prepare for the martial soul ritual, so I will not go to school except for exams and general reviews." Yagyu Motoka replied in a low voice.

"Ah! You're back, so go buy vegetables with your mother!" Nanda Masako said happily.

Yuki Motoka was stunned, nodded quickly, took the vegetable basket from his mother's hand, followed her and walked back into the elevator.

"Wona, do Sakura know about asking for leave from the school?"

"I know, I told her yesterday."

"What about the martial soul proof?" Mom asked, looking at the numbers of floors that were constantly jumping above the elevator.

"I haven't told her about this."

"You should make this clear with her and don't let her worry about you," said my mother.

"Well, I'll tell her after Sakura is over today." Yagyu Motoka promised.

"Kaya, you are so old in the blink of an eye. Mom doesn't understand kendo, so there's nothing to teach you.

But you have to remember that no matter what happens in the competition, you must protect yourself. This is the most important thing. You are only fourteen years old and have achieved such a great result. Mom is very proud of you. Don’t sacrifice your future for temporary competitiveness. Moreover, Mom doesn’t want to see you hurt.”

As Masako Nanda spoke, her voice lowered.

Last night, she discussed with her husband Yagyu and Shima for one night. In the end, the two concluded that, "The child is already old, so let him decide these things on his own. The child will always have a day of independence, and not to mention that he has achieved such great achievements and put them in other people's homes, this achievement is enough to boast about ten years."

I had already discussed with my husband, but today the main thing that Masako Nanda wanted to say to her son was, "Parents support you, let it go."

But when he was about to speak, Masako Minamida involuntarily changed the content of her advice to, "Children, be careful, your grades are not very important to your family. The most important thing is not to be hurt."

"Don't worry, mom, I will be very careful. If there is really danger, I will admit defeat." If Yagyu Motoka was really just a secondary school student, he would not have heard that these words contained the deep love of his mother.

However, with a little memory of his previous life, Yagyu Motohe could clearly feel the meaning of these words. Now he felt warm in his heart, and the loneliness brought by leaving campus alone was washed away by the warmth brought by his family.

"This time I have a son who works as a porter. Mom wants to buy something well and show you something tonight. By the way, Yuanhe you have to help cut vegetables." The elevator door opened, and the mother and son walked out of the apartment building, and Masako Minamida said excitedly.

"Well, I dare not say to stir-fry, it's okay to cut vegetables anyway, mom, you have to cut them into whatever you want!"

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At night, in the gym, Sakura Kobayashi sat on a folding desk that she had just moved into the gym today and was writing her homework. Not far away in front of her, Yagyu Motoka stood in the middle of the room and slowly began to practice the transformation of the dragon sutra.

This is the first time he has practiced this fundamental method in front of his family. If there is anything most precious in his memory in his previous life, it is not his martial arts skills, but this set of Taishang Seven Transformation Dragon Sutra.

Originally, he didn't pay much attention to this set of things. Anyway, he was just training. Zhou Tian's martial arts is much more professional and corresponding than the Taishang Seven Transformation Dragon Sutra.

However, a few days ago, he repeatedly practiced and found that the fitness effect of this set of Taishang Seven Transformation Dragon Sutra is quite good. It is more effective than Zhoutian martial arts. What is even more rare is that it can comprehensively exercise the entire body inside and outside, and even actively drive the circulation of qi and blood. This is very rare.

Maybe you won’t understand it under slow-paced practice, but after proficiency, the rhythm of the Dragon Transformation Sutra will accelerate to a certain extent, and the qi and blood will naturally start to accelerate the circulation with the rhythm of the Dragon Transformation Sutra. If this was in ancient times, it would definitely be a family-born secret technique that would pass on to men but not women, and children but not daughter-in-law.

Even Yagyu Moto and such a person who has no sense of the portal have decided that unless they are their own family, other people will not teach this set of things casually unless they are necessary.

"Sakura, I'm going to participate in the martial soul finals competition." While doing the first turn of the Dragon Transformation Sutra, Yagyu Tomoto and Sakura casually said to the homework Sakura who was doing her homework.

"What kind of competition is the Martial Soul Degree? I haven't heard of it." Sakura Kobayashi stopped writing and looked up at Yagyu Motoka.

"It is the world's number one weapon fighting competition. It is said that it can only be seen by adults over 25 years old. I have never heard of it before. It was only after joining the Swordsman Association that someone told me." Yanagi Motoka answered while doing the Dragon Transformation Sutra.

"Ah? Then I can't see Yuan Hejun's victory?" Kobayashi thought of her regret directly.

"Ha, aren't you worried that I will fail? Just thinking about seeing me win." Yagyu Motoka smiled.

"Yuan Hejun is the most powerful warrior in the world, how could he fail? I have never seen such a powerful sword technique as Yuan Hejun performed last night!"

Well, Kobayashi Sakura seems to be her blind admirer, but that's fine, at least she doesn't have to try to convince her.

"Ha, Sakura, it is said that the prize money for this martial soul final is very high. The champion has a prize of 100 million US dollars, which is about 10 billion yen. When I win the championship, the summer vacation should not be over yet. Let's go on a trip together." After being admired by his little fiancée, Yuki Motoka was also excited and directly treated the prize money as money in his pocket.

"Okay, okay, I want to travel to Chiqi Country for a long time. It is said that our ancestors came from the Celestial Continent. I really want to see with my own eyes what Chiqi Country looks like!"

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"This is Yayoi-kun, he is such a hero-like boy!"

Walking in Datian District, at the headquarters of the Jianhao Society, he was greeted by a middle-aged man over 1.9 meters tall, with a red face and no wrinkles on his face. His hair was a little gray, which made people look a little inconsistent, and he looked full of energy.

From the moment he saw Yayoi Motoka, he kept introducing the history and current situation of the Swordsman Association until the two walked into the headquarters building from the gate of the yard. Yayoi Motoka had no chance to speak.

"The Swordsman Association was established in 1883 and returned to the Emperor's era. It has a history of 115 years. At first, our Swordsman Association was the emperor's direct retainer. Later, we entered the reform and reform. The Emperor lived in seclusion behind the scenes, and the Swordsman Association also fell silent. Now, the portrait hanging on this corridor is the twenty-nine Swordsman who founded the Swordsman Association."

"Forty years ago, RB ushered in a period of great development. At that time, the Chinese Celestial Empire had just ended the Red Banner Revolution and established the People's Republic. At the same time, the Celestial Empire gave up its traditional status as a sect leader and proposed the eight-character slogan of equality for everyone and prosperity for East Asia. We, the traditional vassal states in the surrounding areas, all joined the AFC as an equal country."

"At that time, the most powerful country in the world was the United States, and the most appealing sports event was the OPEC Games. The three major fighting events in the world had not yet appeared.

At that time, the entire seven countries of the Asian Community participated in the OPEC Games for the first time, but the entire army was destroyed and no gold medal was won. The seven countries won a total of five silver medals and thirty-one bronze medals, and were called the "Sick Man of East Asia" by Western society."

"The emperor who was in office at that time was Emperor Shimu. In anger, the emperor issued a convening order to recall the swordsmen who had been scattered in RB, reorganized the swordsmen, sponsored by the royal family, and offered a reward of 3.5 billion yen in total prize money - at that time this was an unprecedented amount of bonuses for sports meetings in the world - a cold weapon fighting competition for the world - the Wuhun Jue."

"The first Wushun Jue attracted more than 3,400 contestants from all over the country without protective equipment and adopted a direct elimination system. At that time, there were eleven swordsmen in the swordsman club that had just been reorganized. In the first Wushun Jue, six were killed in battle, four of whom died with the enemy, one seriously injured and disabled, and only two swordsman were slightly injured and persisted until the end.

There were two other swordsmans who were old and could not participate in the Martial Soul Sect in person, but they each sent their favorite disciples or heirs to participate in the Martial Soul Sect in the Martial Soul Sect. Before and after that Martial Soul Sect, more than 700 participants died and more than 2,200 injured. The high casualty rate was unprecedented in the history of sports."

"The first martial soul qualifier, the final martial soul cup winner is the chief of our generation of swordsmanship!

Since then, no one in the West has mentioned the title of East Asia Sick Man, and RB has received unprecedented respect in the East and the West internationally, and many aspects have opened up the situation. Let RB become a window for East-West communication, and it is to use this window status to RB develop extraordinaryly and rapidly in the past four decades.

The government and the royal family decided to hold the Wuhun Decision every year. Although some countries think that this kind of competition is too barbaric, our country believes that this is a reflection of the samurai spirit, and only the brave are worthy of participating in the competition."

"With the popularity of commercialization in recent years, the martial soul will inevitably be stinking to the smell of money. In order to reduce the casualty rate and to facilitate the sale of broadcast rights on a larger scale, we have to stipulate that contestants can choose to wear protective gear and armor and use weapons that have not opened.

These measures greatly improve the safety of contestants in the Wuhun Fifth Competition. However, players who practice battle flags and fighting spirit in the West are often very powerful and can bear heavier armor. They have a considerable advantage under the current rules, which has caused the performance of contestants in my country to drop a lot in recent years."

"Now the annual income of Wuhun Jue accounts for a large part of the RB royal family's income. I don't know the specific proportion. However, judging from the financial statements released by the Wuhun Jue Organizing Committee, the total profit of Wuhun Jue held last year and the sales of peripheral products of Wuhun Jue brands belonging to the royal family is about 450 billion yen, which is not considered an additive effect on RB culture promotion."

"So you know why the swordsman in our Swordsman Association is treated so highly!"

"Look, this is where everyone holds a meeting with our Jianhaohui!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man with a red face excitedly pushed open a door. The door was made of wooden and was completely different from the style of some of the automatic opening and closing glass doors in front.

After entering, there was a large room with all kinds of strange things inside. There was no partition in the middle, and there were only some slender columns to support the roof. The area alone was probably more than 1,000 square meters.

"This is Oshima Hui's favorite sofa." The middle-aged man said, pointing to a big bear doll-like thing.

‘I’ll go, such a cold swordsman, Master Oshima, in order to get a glimpse of the realm of the Sword Saint, Ei Oshima, who doesn’t even want his life, actually likes such a cartoon sofa?’ Yagyu Motohiro opened his mouth wide, his character is broken!

"This is the game console of Amano, who was born in a policeman." It was a racing simulator fixed on the ground. The seats were suspended in the air and looked like they could be shaken. There were four screens distributed around it. At first glance, it was a game enthusiast-level equipment.

Looking at the various strange equipment around, Yagyu Moto and I were deeply suspicious of how Jianhao would hold a meeting. If during the meeting, those who played games, those who made sculptures made sculptures, those who lay down, those who were hanging (swings and hammocks, and even trees), how would this continue?

"Hahaha, Yayoi-kun must be thinking, how did we have a meeting?" the middle-aged man laughed.

"It's a bit strange, it's completely different from the conference room I thought."

"Yaoshengjun, our Swordsman is not the guys who make a living by talking. We say we are having a meeting together, but in fact we just chat together and chat, what's going to be easier. Anyway, there is a manager under the Emperor in terms of industry, so we can do whatever we want.

Don’t be as serious as that girl from Oshima Hui is all day long. Except for Kendo, other things are not important to us. Look over there!" As he said, the middle-aged man who had never stopped talking pointed to a messy instrument placed in the middle of the room and could not call his name.

If it were the beginning, the old man asked Yayoi Tomokashi that he would definitely say it was a Kendo-related test equipment, but after listening to his introduction, Yayoi Tomokashi could not be sure what those instruments were.

"That is our RB's most advanced three-dimensional holographic projection. It has a computer analysis system. It can convert graphic movies into holographic projections. It is satisfying to watch movies." The middle-aged man introduced to Yagyu Motokawa with a proud expression.

"It's indeed very advanced!" In Yagyu Motoka's previous life, this equipment that can translate graphic movies into three-dimensional holographic projection movies was first put into the market in 2030, but in this world, it is less than 2,000 years.

However, this technology is still in the state of laboratory technology reserves. If RB can now bring mature products to the market, Yagyu Moto is not convinced. Just looking at this device occupying an area of ​​about the size of a room, you can tell. In the past life, this function was integrated into a personal portable smart terminal for virtual reality augmentation functions.

"Hahaha, this device is actually used to analyze swordsmanship for us swordsmen. The other end of the data is directly connected to the human movement analysis subject group. Sometimes we also use it to replay everyone's kendo training and confrontation clips, and share your views by the way. But it's more time to watch movies."

While speaking, the middle-aged man walked towards the other end of the room with Yagyu Moto and there was a large door there.

Inside the gate is another huge room, with a standard floor and layout, which is in the format of a traditional kendo temple. In the room, there are more than 30 people sitting in two rows and sitting on the ground. Among them, among the people sitting in the front row, Nakajima Hanfang was known; among the people sitting in the back row, he only knew Hirota Kazuko.

"I will introduce myself. I am Sasaki Masahira, the contemporary chief of the Swordsman Association. Welcome, Swordsman Kazuya. According to tradition, when every Swordsman joins the Swordsman Association, he will leave a piece of information about kendo for the Swordsman Association. Therefore, I will discuss with you once as a ceremony to welcome you to the Swordsman Association.

Of course, my old man is already sixty-seven and suffers from serious heart disease. You must move lighter later, otherwise I will have a heart attack!"

Looking at the man in front of him who claimed that he was 67 years old, suffered from severe heart disease, and was flushed and full of energy, Yagyu Motoka felt that Ei Oshima had probably misunderstood something. With this chief's condition, there would be no problem in fighting for another twenty years!
Chapter completed!