"Wona, aren't you injured?" The game was over. Masako Minamida rushed over, grabbed Yuyoshi Motoka's arm, carefully looked at his son up and down, and scared her to death just now. From the perspective of her seat, her son seemed to be about to be shot to death by his opponent.

Although Yayoi Motohiro once performed all kinds of magical things in front of his mother, when Masako Minamida saw her son fall into danger with her own eyes, she still remembers how powerful his son is? She only felt that his son was already unavoidable and was about to be stabbed by the enemy. She suddenly screamed in disobedience.

However, at that moment, maybe my son could still resist it, but when he heard his scream, he turned his head over. At that time, Masako Minamida wanted to die.

Fortunately, my son is really extraordinary in swordsmanship. Even in the view of Masako Nanda, it was already a desperate situation, so he just scratched it a few times and dealt with it lightly. However, even so, Masako Nanda still felt scared.

"Wona, I'm scared to death. Mom can't watch your game on the spot in the future. It's so scary." Masako Nanda decided to watch the live broadcast at home in the future, or even watch the video.

It would be fine if I was worried and scared. If I were to distract my son on the ring like today, I would not regret it if I had any more than that!

"Uh, mom, you don't have to worry so much. My son is very strong and there will be no problem."

"Forget it, Yuanhe, mom should watch it at home. My heart is really unbearable."

"Yuanhe, let alone your mother, even dad feels a little sad. Next time we will not come to the scene. If it affects your game like today, it will be bad." Yagyu and Shima held his wife. Although he was mentally prepared, he realized that his mental preparation and the feeling of watching the game on the spot were completely different.

If he hadn't been reluctantly calm and held his wife who wanted to rush out, he wouldn't know what would have been like.

He also agreed with his wife's decision. Martial soul is definitely not a competition between students. Some time ago, the Kendo Awards of Tokyo Junior High School where his son participated, everyone seemed to feel relaxed and happy, but it was wearing protective gear and holding a bamboo sword, which was foolproof.

When I saw it at the scene today, both sides were full of real swords and guns, which looked amazing. But my son was wearing a kendo uniform, which looked less protective than the protective gear he wore when he participated in the kendo award at Tokyo Junior High School!

Of course, Yagyu, Shima and Masako Minamida actually knew the amazing defense of her son's kendo suit. Before participating in the competition, his son introduced them to them. In terms of defense alone, this kendo suit that looks thin is even more powerful than an ordinary bulletproof vest.

But knowing, just like ordinary people know that they are wearing bulletproof vests and can block bullets, but who can try to let others shoot twice at them?

Especially the concern is a mess. When the two watched the scene, when they saw their son fall into danger, they still remembered the protective power problem of this kendo suit? The first thought was that my son was in danger! At that moment, Yagyu and Shima found that they were the same as their wife. Even though they knew that their son's force had reached the inhuman level, they could not help but worry when they watched their son compete with their own eyes on the scene.

"I'm sorry, mom and dad, I've made you worry." Yuki Motohiro looked at his mother's blood-free face until now, and felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and whispered.

"It's okay, Yuanwa, but you must be careful in the subsequent games and never get hurt." Yagyu and Shima patted their son's shoulders, and the game was over. Of course, Yagyu and Shima felt relieved. They had seen their son's kendo with their own eyes, but there should be nothing to worry about. However, during the game, the nervous mood made me forget how powerful my son's sword technique was.

My son is now taller than me, and time passes so quickly. A small baby, who had grown so tall in the blink of an eye, could compete with martial arts masters all over the world.

Yagyu Kazushima seemed to see Yagyu Motoka, who was still four years old. When he heard that he was a descendant of the sword saint Yagyu, he happily held a small branch and was seriously in the room. Hey, ha, hey, ha, hey, ha, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, he

Although the family life had improved a lot at that time, the house was not big. Yuanhe's height was just over the height of his second son's cradle floor. His wife was busy at home all day just to take care of her two children.

These past events seemed to be still in front of me. In a blink of an eye, my son was so old. Standing in front of me, he was about to lower his head and talk to me.

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In a blink of an eye, a week passed, and in this week, Yuki Motokara Yagyu completed two more qualifiers, which was considered as an admission ticket to participate in the official Wuhun Jue competition. Of course, in these two games, Yagyu, Shima and Masako Minamida did not come to the scene to cheer him on.

They just waited at home, waiting for Yagyu Motoka to come back, and described the competition process to everyone. (The qualifiers are not broadcast live, only some are selected, and particularly exciting competitions will be provided with video playback services.)

However, the process of these two games is really unkind. Yayoi Moto and the opponents he met can basically be classified as a warrior who has two tricks but is far from being called a good player. These people are very brave. With such a little ability, they dare to participate in a competition like the Martial Soul Degree that requires signing a life and death document.

Mom and Sakura were a little dissatisfied with the competition process that Yanagi had told them after returning home, because when he went home to summarize the competition situation, he only said, "Who dares to participate in the martial soul qualifier with such a poor level?"

As for asking Yagyu Motoka what skills did he use to defeat his opponent in the game, Yagyu Motoka said that the game was over before he could use any skills.

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"Yaoshengjun? Your martial soul qualifiers are over?" The call came to Jue Aoki, who was the first-class person, came to see the sect leader.

"It's over, sect master, are you doing anything?" When the call came, Yagyu Moto and the players in the qualifying competition were reviewing the textbooks. The difference in the level of the players in the qualifying competition made him feel a little unhappy about the formal competition. Recently, in addition to his daily practice, he often read out the textbooks for review, and the final exam is about to be held.

"That's right, the disciples you requested have been selected. Recently, we are preparing to open the sect and hold a ceremony to collect disciples for you!"

"Ah? Has the candidate been decided?" Before he knew it, Yagyu Motoka found that he was also going to open the door to accept disciples.

"Most of us are first-class people, and there are several registered disciples, who are recommended and exchanged by other schools. This is a habit of our modern kendo schools. I heard that you want to accept disciples, many swordsmen have recommended candidates. I didn't expect that Yayoi-jun has such a great influence! These registered disciples only have the right to listen and have no qualifications to ask questions. However, if Yayoi-jun is in a good mood, you can also on-demand them."

“How to arrange the time?”

"Of course, according to what you mean by Yanagi-kun, it is up to you to decide when the ceremony will be held."

"Then let's go this weekend, don't delay it. I will have a formal competition for the final exam and the Martial Soul Tribulation."

On the weekend, a high-end apartment building in Chiyoda District, Tokyo.

Chiyoda District is the most exciting district in Tokyo, Japan. Yagyu Motokawa is located in Chiyoda District. The family area of ​​a mere 500 square meters costs 1.5 billion yen, which shows how high the housing prices here.

The entire building of this high-end apartment building is a first-class property. The exterior of this building is no different from other apartment buildings, but it is decorated in antique (of course, in Japanese style). The entire floor of the ground floor is opened, and a rockery fish pond is arranged. The seven-meter-high ceiling is painted with blue sky and white clouds. By the pond, a small water truck with bamboo tubes is knocked on the rocks beside the pond, making the place look more quiet.

This is where the first-class sects are located. With the great development of Tokyo, the originally low-level bungalows have all become tall buildings. Especially in the elite areas like Chiyoda District, even the first-class sects cannot resist the general trend of real estate development. In desperation, they had to replace the original land with such high-rise apartments, and try to restore the appearance of the sects into artificial decoration in the building.

Of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of land is worth every inch of land. After all, Xinyi has a history of four hundred years. I don’t know how much the land passed down from the original old kendo hall is worth. Therefore, Xinyi has no shortage of first-class money, what is lacking is the reputation of Jiandao (this is the main business).

Now, Aoki Jun is radiant. Over the past decade, the pressure that has been getting better and better every day on his shoulders has been pressed on his first-class sect leader. As the first-class sect leader, he has not slept well for a long time. It was not until recently that the pressure disappeared due to the addition of Yagyu Motoka.

Seeing Aoki standing at the gate of the sect, he could have been able to let some of the first-class teachers do this. However, this time, the first-class teacher was not going to be so high-profile according to Yagyu Tomokazu. However, with the support of the swordsmanship and the swordsmanship, the news spread more and more. Almost all the kendo schools in Tokyo knew that the first-class was about to rise again.

Just handing over the prayer letter, there were as many as eleven swordsmen who came to watch the ceremony today. Although Aoki Shin-kun saw that he was the sect leader, he had to stand outside the door to welcome the guests in front of these swordsmen to be considered as etiquette.

Although it was a little tired to stand outside the door to welcome guests, Aoki Jun was extremely happy to see it. Not to mention standing outside the door to welcome guests, if you want to leave it in the past, these swordsman may not be able to invite them.

Today, not only is the first-class opening ceremony for the highest normal school to include disciples, but also the first-class opening ceremony for the first-class opening ceremony to re-enter the first-class kendo world!

"Master Fujiwara, welcome to come and watch the ceremony on behalf of Yinliu!"

"Master Sasaki, welcome to come and watch the ceremony on behalf of Feiyanliu!"

"Master Hoshino and Miss Hirota, welcome two representatives of the Tiancai Divine Swordsman to come and watch the ceremony!"

"Master Miyamoto, you are welcome to come and watch the ceremony on behalf of Yixinliu in the Two Days!"

"Master Shibata, welcome to come and watch the ceremony on behalf of Yingliu!"

"Master Noguchi, welcome to come and watch the ceremony on behalf of Ye Feng Jingxueliu!"

“Master Nakajima, welcome to represent—”

Some of the following personnel are omitted———

In short, today, the Japanese kendo world can be said to be full of people, and almost all kendo schools in Tokyo have representatives coming. This is not because Yayoi Tomokazu has such a great reputation, but because of the sword tyrant, the slashing camel, which is bigger than a horse. Even though he has been silent for more than ten years, there are still many kendo houses in the country and even around the world. Now, the 'The Legend of Xu Ji, the Supreme Normal School' has appeared again, which can be said to be a strange thing in the kendo world.

You should know that Japanese kendo has been developing for thousands of years, and some sects with a long history have even lasted for thousands of years.

In such a long time, I don’t know how many secret skills a school has accumulated. Even if the secret skills collected by other schools are not counted, it is only calculated as the secret skills created by masters of this school, and it is still piled up like a mountain. It’s fine if the title of ‘Master’ is not enough. Every school has it, but ‘Don’t Xu Ji Chuan’. To obtain this title, the swordsman must be proficient in all the secret skills of his own school.

The longer the Jiandao school is passed on, the more difficult it is to obtain a title like "Don't Xu Ji Chuan".

Even the most famous swordsman in Japan, such as Hye Oshima, have not won the title of "Don't Xu Ji Chuan". The history of the Tiange Divine Sword is so long that even the core figures of Ai Oshima can't tell how many secret letters are in the database, let alone practicing one by one, and proficient in all secret techniques.

In the Japanese kendo world, only Sasaki Masahira has the title of "Don't Xu Ji Chuan" by Feiyan Liu! However, Feiyan Liu is almost a single lineage of the Sasaki family. There are three or two kittens and dogs in the entire genre, so the accumulated secret skills are not too many, and it can be said that they are still the past.

A swordsman who can win the title of "Don't Xu Ji Chuan" at the age of fourteen is worth meeting everyone in the past. Of course, if it weren't for the swordsmanship that had been in the heart, there would probably not be many people in the kendo world who believed such a ridiculous thing.

If you are deceiving the world and stealing fame, then you will be a great fantasy.

"I said to President Aoki, would we be stupid like this?" Yayoi Motoka was sitting in the preparation room, on a sofa swing chair in front of the mirror, three or four people were busy around him. Although Yayoi Motoka was quite satisfied with his appearance, it was obvious that in the eyes of professionals, there was still room for processing.

On another swivel chair next to him, Eima Aoki was sitting, and a makeup artist also applied her face. Of course, this treatment is not as good as that of Yuki Motoka. After all, one is the protagonist today, and the other is only considered a supporting role, and he has to put the word "one".

"Master, don't talk nonsense. After half an hour of makeup, you talked for half an hour. You were obviously one year younger than me. Why did you say more than my mother? Why didn't you find you so long-winded before?" Aoki Eima said impatiently. She was a little nervous at first, and the fresh master next to her kept talking. If it weren't for the fact that she was his disciple now, Aoki Eima would have jumped up long ago.

"Hey, isn't this a little nervous? How did you talk to your master? You should listen honestly when I nag you, the dignity of the teacher, respecting the teacher or respecting the teacher or not?" Since he set the title of master and apprentice, once Yagyu Tomokaru couldn't tell the name of Aoki Eima, he immediately put out the title of the teacher, which has been tried and tested. This is one of the reasons why Aoki Eima is becoming more and more disrespectful to this teacher.

"Hey, wait, wait, what are you going to do?" Yagyu Motoka looked in the mirror, and the barber's movements quickly started to scream. Why do you want to take out a razor if you don't hold a fader with a haircut? Just take it with a razor, why are you doing with your hands to stroke your forehead?

"Master Yanagi, I want to prepare the hairstyle of an ancient swordsman for you!" The barber who was standing behind him and was picking up a razor said with confidence.

"You wait first, do you have any effect pictures? Show me first."

The barber pulled out a magazine from his side, looked at the relevant part, and pointed it out to him.

‘I’ll go!’ In the picture, cherry blossoms are flying, a handsome man in white clothes, wearing a samurai sword around his waist, standing under the cherry blossom tree.

These are all normal and beautiful, but the abnormal one is the head.

The first half of the handsome swordsman's forehead was shaved and shiny, and it seemed that the reflection could be seen in the picture; the second half of the hair was combed into a hard short bun, which was indeed a traditional Japanese samurai hairstyle, which was simply unbearable to look at it.

"No, I will definitely not!" After Yayoi Motokara's repeated insistence, the barber said regretfully that Yayoi Motokara's aesthetic view had serious problems, and obviously he could not understand the beauty of Japanese costume warriors! Aoki Ema next to him had long been laughing.

However, Yagyumoto was different from today's status. After his repeated insistence, the barber could only tweak his hairstyle slightly. He did not move a lot, and left some broken hair on his forehead and tidy up his sideburns. Anyway, after all the makeup was finished, the people in the mirror looked more energetic than usual.

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"Disciple salute!"

There are talents who specialize in preaching this kind of ceremony in the first class, and they are orderly and step by step to guide everyone to complete the apprenticeship ceremony.

Yagyu Tomotohiro has included nine disciples, six formal disciples and three registered disciples. Among them, Ryoji Aoki and Eima Aoki are listed as the chief male and female disciples, and the other four are all selected from the disciples in various Taoist temples.

According to Yagyu Tomokazu, each of those over thirty years old has a man and one woman, and each of those around twenties has a man and one woman. In addition, the Aoki brother and sister are his six formal disciples.

The three registered disciples were all disciples who were entrusted to train by colleagues in the Sword Hero Association. They were a junior of Sasaki Shinhei, Sasaki Hiroshi, who was only thirteen years old this year. The other one was Ono, a kendo master from the Metropolitan Police Department, who was considered a disciple of Akito Amano, who was almost thirty years old this year. The last one was recommended by Kazuko Hirota, an inner disciple of the Tenge Divine Sword Flow, who was considered a niece of the Oshima Hui's family, and Asayu Oshima, who was just in his early twenties this year.

In this way, Yagyu Tomokazu's disciples covered samples of men and women from the age of thirteen to thirty-five, which also met his initial wish. As for the problem that the sample may not be enough, no matter how many people there are, he does not have the energy to guide and teach them one by one, so this is not a disadvantage.

After the formal apprenticeship ceremony, it is time for everyone to communicate at will. The swordsmen who came to watch the ceremony gathered together in groups of three or five to chat. Anyway, the floor was opened and the place was very large. In the scattered artificial scenery, there were sofas, benches and coffee tables everywhere, which could be used for people to sit and chat.

A slender middle-aged man walked to Yayoi Tomokazu and greeted him: "Hello, Master Yano, here is Noguchi Masato, who is shocked by the night wind, and there is a secret sword underneath. It is a very difficult time to understand it. It is just that the sword technique is preserved in the first-class spirit. I want to ask Master Yano to solve my doubts!"
Chapter completed!