Musashino Giken truly lives up to being an old hand in the martial world, being able to maintain the dojo at first-class standard, still has considerable skill, reacted immediately. This matter must first be muddled through.
Shin-chan slashed a sword, didn't feel much of anything, this sword was just casually slashed out, without any focus.
"Rokushin , you come over too."
Musashino Giken saw on Aikou Rokushin 's face a scratch, the wound was shallow, at this moment no longer bleeding, but that blood trace undeniably existed.
The Musashino father and son brought Shin-chan and Aikou Rokushin and turned to leave, leaving behind the people in the dojo, who were dazed for a moment, then followed by a burst of uproar.
"Heavens! Wooden sword cuts through wooden sword? Is that real or fake?"
"Did you all see? Senior Rokushin has a scratch on his face, isn't that too exaggerated? Could it be we've been living in a manga world??"
The momentum from Shin-chan's sword slash just now had already conquered everyone, including a long straight black-haired girl standing in the corner.
Yukinoshita Yukino was now having a brainstorm. She could tell that Musashino Giken's earlier words were just an excuse, he completely didn't know that Shin-chan's swordsmanship level was so high.
Could it be she had always been living in a world where supernatural power exists?
If not, then how did that man called Shin-chan just now, use a wooden sword to instantly cut through another wooden sword, the break was so smooth, and then from a distance leave a scratch on that senior's face?
Transferring from Chiba to Shuchiin, coming to this dojo to learn swordsmanship under her father's request, didn't expect to encounter such a surprise...
"Rokushin , go bandage your wound first, if it leaves a scar it won't be good, remember not to speak of this matter, understood?"
"Don't worry, Master."
All those learning in the dojo could call Musashino Giken "Master," and Aikou Rokushin counts as one of the more valued disciples of Musashino Giken.
"Mm, let's go, to my room."
Musashino Giken walked at the front, each step faster than the last, walking as if he was about to run.
This was also something he couldn't help, having Musashino Kenta, this unreliable son, who went out at a young age to train a swordsmanship ultimate move.
Saying he was training a finishing move, seeking his own swordsmanship, isn't that just not acknowledging the philosophy of Kyoshin Meichi-ryu?
Now he suddenly suffered a serious hand injury, the doctor said he can no longer hold a sword, now even using chopsticks his hands tremble, any force feels like tendons being cut with a knife.
His son came back, but he doesn't acknowledge the philosophy of Kyoshin Meichi-ryu, the dojo is most likely going to decline. Then at this moment, a peerless genius suddenly appeared?
Upon reaching the room, Musashino Giken's expression turned serious.
"Shin-chan, you really haven't trained in swordsmanship all these years? That sword just now, was it coincidence or something else?"
"I really haven't practiced swordsmanship in a long time, that sword just now…" Shin-chan thought for a moment, does he need to hide his strength now?
What a joke. He's a natural sword grandmaster. As long as it's using a sword and not hot weapons, who in little Japan could be his match?
At least in the matter of swordsmanship, Shin-chan also wants to find his own direction, evasion and hiding absolutely aren't his sword path.
"Just a casual slash, that's all."
'Casual slash?' The corner of Musashino Giken's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Alright, after some time I'll invite my junior to test your strength, then arrange for a swordsmanship dan-level examination for you, how about that?"
"As long as you can place in the Jade Dragon Banner, in the future this dojo will be inherited by you!"
"Although the Musashino Dojo's strength isn't considered very strong, but because Kyoshin Meichi-ryu has strict enough standards and enough artistry, it's very popular with high society, many children of rich families come to register in name, income-wise you can rest assured."
Musashino Giken was anxious to bind this genius Shin-chan to their dojo.
"And this famous sword, Kyoshin, the inherited sword of Kyoshin Meichi-ryu, will also be passed on to you." Musashino Giken pointed to a treasured sword sheathed on the rack behind him, and spoke.
Next to him, Musashino Kenta had no opinion, he didn't want to inherit this dojo anyway, or else he wouldn't have run away early on.
"I don't acknowledge the philosophy of Kyoshin Meichi-ryu, I want to seek a swordsmanship that belongs to me."
"No problem. Young people should seek their own dreams. As long as you acknowledge yourself as a successor of Musashino Dojo, that's fine."
Musashino Kenta beside him had his mouth wide open, how can this be? Is that really his own father?
"If that's the case, I don't have any problem."
"Good! That's great!" After confirming this matter, Musashino Giken was extremely happy.
"I'll handle the follow-up of this matter, don't go to the dojo to practice swordsmanship these days, next time come again when there's a chance."
That sword from Shin-chan just now, although a bit shocking, as long as it's handled properly, it won't cause much impact, other dojos will just think it was a smokescreen deliberately released by him.
"Kenta, escort Shin-chan back, while things haven't completely cooled off, I'll go contact some old friends."
Handling the dojo alone was exhausting, the once hopeless Musashino Giken suddenly saw a bright future.
As Shin-chan's talent gradually revealed, the Musashino Dojo would surely reach its peak, even if renamed to Nohara Dojo, it wouldn't matter.
"My old man is just like this, except for wanting to make the dojo flourish, he doesn't care about anything else." Walking out of the dojo, Musashino Kenta quietly complained, expression a bit complicated.
"Is that so? I feel like Master does care about you, rather it's you who's a bit willful." Shin-chan's jab was sharp, Musashino Kenta felt like a sword pierced his chest.
"Damn it... how can you talk like that to your Master!"
"But, was I really a bit willful?" Musashino Kenta stood in place and thought for a moment, he seemed to have been a bit willful? He looked up only to see Shin-chan had already walked far away.
"No need to escort me, I'll take the train back myself."
'What a kid pretending to be mature...'
Musashino Kenta shook his head, finally realizing he had been a bit willful, and his old man managing the dojo wasn't easy, he planned to return and help Musashino Giken with dojo matters.
On the train, Shin-chan felt even more confused, that sword just now, truly was just like he said, merely a casual slash.
He still hasn't figured out why he swings the sword.
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