Chapter 40 Atomic Samurai (please recommend)
Early in the morning, Kamikaze Dojo.
As the first disciple, Ihean was the second one to wake up in the dojo.
The first one is of course his master, Atomic Warrior.
After getting up, Ihean folded his bed neatly, put on the loose dojo training clothes, and then helped the **** Kamaitachi cover the quilt that was kicked away.
After washing up, when he walked to the training ground, he saw Master Atomic Samurai wielding a wooden knife, and the dripping sweat showed that he had practiced for a long time.
‘The masters who have been named sword masters work so hard, and as apprentices, they must not be lazy. '
Avoiding disturbing the master who was practicing, Iaian just bowed respectfully to the atomic warrior, took a wooden knife, and found another place to practice the Iaizhan that he was good at.
After practicing for an unknown amount of time, Ihean, who was dripping with sweat and starting to stiffen his hands and feet, let out a breath and ended the morning class.
Turned around, but found the Atomic Warrior standing behind him, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, good morning!"
"Good morning, Iai. That's right, in two or three years, your Iai Zhan will be in the room." Atomic Warrior praised.
"Yes!" Ihean, who is familiar with the character of his master, naturally understands the weight of this sentence.
The entry into the room here represents the affirmation of the Juggernaut.
‘Two or three years? ’ Juhean was full of ambition, ‘If I practice an extra hour a day, I should be able to advance a lot of time. '
When the juniors woke up one after another to attend morning classes, Juhean started another task—teaching the seniors.
The Atomic Samurai with a high vision will only teach the Three Swordsmen who are barely visible. The homework of other disciples is handed over to the Three Swordsmen.
After the morning class and breakfast, the resting Kamikaze Dojo welcomed a guest.
"I didn't expect you to come." Ihean smiled and welcomed Aomori into the dojo, "Welcome to the kamikaze dojo."
"I'm a little interested in swordsmanship." Aomori, who was dressed in black, smiled back and stepped into the gate of the dojo.
Knowing that Aomori came to discuss swordsmanship, Ihaan brought him to the training ground. Unlike Banggu's dojo, this is an indoor training ground.
In the training ground, the disciples sat on both sides, and most of them were dumbfounded when they saw Aomori walking in with their senior brother.
"Hey, hey, isn't this who?"
"Fake it, I like him so much!"
"My girlfriend also likes him very much."
"Hey, when did you have a girlfriend?"
"Ahem!" Bushido Drill sitting next to the Atomic Warrior coughed twice, and the disciples below immediately sat upright and stopped discussing.
At this time, Juhean had brought Aomori to the center of the training ground, and introduced: "Master, this is Mr. Aomori. I mentioned to you yesterday the swordsman who helped us deal with the monsters."
Aomori looked at the atomic warrior sitting in the middle. He had a long and narrow face, a sparse beard, a thousand roots in his mouth, a high bun on the back of his head, and an old-style samurai uniform. He was a typical ancient samurai image.
"I have met the Kamikaze Sword Master. I am Aomori, a swordsman who has just started. I admire your reputation and hope to get your teaching." Aomori said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Jihe thinks highly of you, so let's have a fight between the two of you. If you can prove that you are talented, I will accept you as an apprentice." The arrogance of the atomic warrior is more aimed at the opponent, but like For a junior like Aomori, he can still speak well.
However, Aomori shook his head and replied: "If I can defeat Iai, I hope to become your student."
Disciples are different from students. Generally speaking, there can be many teachers, but there is often only one master. There is only a relatively loose teacher-student relationship between Aomori and Bangu.
"Beat the big brother? You can talk big." Some disciples were dissatisfied.
"It's hard to say, he has also defeated many strange people." Some disciples are also optimistic about Aomori.
Atomic Samurai raised his chin slightly, and smiled coldly: "Yes, if you can really defeat Iai with swordsmanship, then it doesn't matter if I am your teacher. Iai, go, fight hard, and don't lose your name as a big brother."
"Yes!" Ihean took the order, looking at Aomori with eyes full of fighting spirit, "Mr. Aomori, please."
Because it was a sparring session, the two of them each took a wooden sword.
Aomori lowered his right hand, pointing the tip of his sword at the ground.
Jihean slightly bent his waist, and placed his right hand on the hilt of his waist.
Both of them stared at each other's eyes, their auras intertwined and collided with each other.
"Master, senior brother should be able to win." Bushido Drill, who has fought against Juhean many times, understands how outstanding his swordsmanship is, but recalling the fire yesterday, he still doesn't have so much confidence.
"Senior Iai must win." Shemale Kamaitachi said, "Although he likes Aomori very much, I don't think Iai-senior will lose in terms of swordsmanship."
The Atomic Warrior shook his head and taught his two apprentices: "The competition between swordsmanship is not so easy to see who wins and who loses, because unlike a weak fist, a sword is a murder weapon, and the winner will be determined if you don't pay attention. of."
Bushido Drill and Shemale Kamaitachi nodded suddenly. Although they are holding wooden swords now, once they are hit, it is equivalent to deciding the winner.
"So, when fighting any swordsman, you can't take it lightly. Because a swordsman who has not lost his combat power may cut off your head at any time."
"Even so, Senior Brother Iai has a better chance of winning, because Senior Brother Iai is best at Iai Slashing."
Jihezhan, that is, drawing out the sword to cut, makes the opponent unable to judge the origin of the move by quickly making and closing moves, so as to knock down the opponent. It is a swordsmanship that pays attention to one blow.
Ji Hean has been practicing this sword skill hard, and has almost reached the state of "entering the house" in the mouth of the Atomic Warrior. His opponents are often knocked down without seeing his sword clearly.
Aomori, who is familiar with the plot, of course also knows the swordsmanship of Iaian, and the Ichi-type of the breath of thunder that he has been using can actually be regarded as Iaizhan.
If it is faster, he also deserves to live in the nunnery.
Aomori thought for a while, put the wooden sword back on his waist, and assumed the same posture as Igaan.
"This!" The **** Kamaitachi was very surprised, "Will Aomori also be cut together?"
"Oh, interesting." Atomic Warrior said with great interest, "In this way, it will be faster than anyone else's sword."
Ihean's expression didn't change, it didn't matter what the opponent did, he would only use this hand to fight the enemy.
"Aomori vs. Igaan," shouted a disciple who was acting as a temporary referee.
"Ready!"
The eyes of Aomori and Ihean became sharp, their right hands firmly grasped the hilt of their swords, and their aura accumulated to the peak.
"Gulu!" In this tense atmosphere, many disciples swallowed their saliva involuntarily.
"start!"
It seemed that there was a flash of light, and the disciples only felt a blur before their eyes, and saw Aomori and Ihean exchanged positions with each other.
"Already... already made a move? Didn't see anything clearly."
"Is there a winner?"
"Yes...who won."
Atomic Warrior raised his brows, and his expression seemed a little surprised.
About two seconds later, there were two squeaks, and the sound of clothes ripping rang in everyone's ears.
The clothes on Aomori's shoulders were torn, and the training clothes on Iaian's abdomen had a big hole, exposing his belly.
The outcome has been divided.
The referee looked around, and then at the Atomic Warrior, a little at a loss.
"Look at what I do, hurry up and announce the result!" Atomic Warrior said angrily.
"Ah, yes!" The referee wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and announced, "The winner is Aomori!"
"Brother Ihe actually lost." The **** Kama Itachi couldn't believe his eyes.
When I saw the news of the old thief’s re-publishing on the Internet yesterday, I felt nothing in my heart and even wanted to laugh, but it turned out to be a rumor.
(end of this chapter)