But when Sanada thought that this sword would definitely hit him and had closed his eyes and prepared to bear it, she felt the wind coming, as if even the flow of air stopped at that moment. When she opened her eyes, she saw Murong's bamboo sword pointing directly at his throat, and the tip of the sword wrapped in white cloth almost touched his Adam's apple. I wonder if it was because he was too nervous and had an illusion, but he seemed to be able to feel that his skin could clearly distinguish the texture of the cloth wrapped in the tip of the sword.

The Adam's apple moved up and down, and he stood there without moving, leaving a drop of cold sweat on his forehead. At the moment just now, he truly felt a murderous aura coming from Murong.

"Okay!" Old Master Sanada spoke.

While I was collecting the sword, my aura was completely clean. I turned my hand and held my fists: "Take it!"

The onlookers then breathed a sigh of relief, and the eyes of the girl were no longer as casual as they were at the beginning.

"Grandpa, I'm very sorry!" Sanada knelt in front of his grandfather with a guilty look on her face and apologized.

Grandpa Sanada just waved his hand and signaled him to go there. His attention was completely focused on Murong.

"Your name is Murong, right?"

"Hi! I am Murong Ziyun!"

"You said you have never learned kendo, but what you used is a killing trick!" Old Master Sanada's words were a bit chilling.

"Yes!" I looked straight at Mr. Sanada and admitted without fear.

"Who taught you these?" Old Master Sanada asked in a questioning tone.

"Mother!" When I answered, my eyes kept looking at Old Master Sanada, and never shy away.

"Do you know that if you didn't stop just now, Xian Ichiro would have been injured."

"No!" I answered yes.

Old Master Sanada narrowed his eyes: "Are you so confident in your swordsmanship?"

"yes!"

Mr. Sanada looked at me for a while and suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay! I will let you learn kendo in Sanada Dojo! And I will teach you personally!"

"Grandpa!" Sanada Yeichiro couldn't help but protest.

Grandpa Sanada looked back and said without any doubt: "Xianichiro, she is more suitable for learning kendo than you. Because she is a sword!"

"Yes!" Sanada retreated in response. All the protests were defeated by his grandfather's momentum!

"After watching the showdown just now, you should know that the skills of kendo are just a means. The so-called kendo showdown is actually a battle between hearts!" Speaking of this, Grandpa Sanada turned to Sanada and said, "Senichiro, you lost from the beginning of this duel. Do you know where you lost?"

Sanada glanced at Murong in confusion and replied with a little hesitation: "...it's momentum!"

"That's right! It's just momentum! Your heart is not firm enough, and you will not have murderous aura when you take action! This is why you will lose!" Grandpa Sanada concluded.

He paused and asked Murong again: "Murrong, although I really want you to inherit the kendo from my Sanada family, there is one thing I have to confirm. That is, why do you want to learn kendo?"

Grandpa Sanada's expression was extremely serious when he asked this. No matter what era, the inheritance of swordsmanship was very strict with his disciples. Because the sword was a weapon, the character of the sword holder determined the sword's meaning of the sword in his hand. If he was a benevolent, then the sword he held was a benevolent sword; if he was an evil person, then the sword he held was a sword that was evil.

"Because, I want to understand a sword! A Japanese sword!" I was extremely serious when I answered. Although I wanted to understand that sword was only a temporary feature, it was a fact that I wanted to get the recognition of the sword. The snow-white sword, which was covered with dust, hid its sharpness. Whether it was material, workmanship, or sharpness, the sword showed that the sword was of extraordinary quality. However, when I held the sword in my hand, although I could slightly feel its sound with the intuition of the warrior, I could not feel the pulse and fighting spirit that the famous sword should have. It was a dead sword, or a sword whose sword spirit had already fallen asleep.

When I took out this Japanese samurai sword from a large box of Chinese weapons, I suddenly felt that this sword was so lonely. At that moment, I thought, if I could understand this sword, maybe it could awaken its sword spirit, resurrect it, and once again glorious!

"I want to understand a sword, so I learn kendo?" Old Master Sanada also had a hint of surprise in his words. Obviously, he didn't expect that this would be the answer.

"yes!"

After pondering for a moment, Old Man Sanada nodded with satisfaction and said, "Although it is not a good reason, I agree with you! If you want to understand a sword, learning this sword is the fastest and a good way to dare! You know a sword, so I will teach you well!"

"Thank you very much! Master! I will definitely study hard!" I respectfully bowed my lower body and gave a great honor to the master with my tentacles on my forehead.

Grandpa Sanada nodded and received the gift. This also means that he has recognized me as a disciple.

The disciples around suddenly bowed to me neatly. I looked at Mr. Sanada. He just gave me a positive look, and then glared at Yeichiro Sanada who was still sitting there.

Sanada was stunned, struggled for a while, and finally bowed to me.

When I saw this, I quickly bowed back and shouted: "Senior Sanada!"

Grandpa Sanada's voice came from above his head: "Xianichiro's sword was taught by his father, and his father is my disciple!"

My heart sank. Isn’t this implied thing: I have become the uncle of the black-faced god?

After returning to Tokyo, Jibe became even busier and even hid under the table to read materials in class. Fortunately, he had good grades and was still the first in the grade every weekly exam, so the teacher turned a blind eye.

A month passed quickly. I went to the Academic Affairs Office to complete the procedures, packed my schoolbag and walked out of the school gate. Every time I took a step, I felt the air was fresher. I finally left this place of trouble. I was also all bad boys and girls, but no matter how I looked, I felt that the boys and girls in Qingxue were much more cute than the young masters and ladies of Bingdi.

Before I arrived at the school gate, I saw a group of people gathered there. It’s lunch break now, why are there so many people at the gate?

When I walked over and saw that I almost choked. A large area of ​​black at the door was divided into two groups, one group surrounded Zhang Wuliu, who had already changed into a black uniform; and the other group...

"Murong, I'm here! We're here to pick you up!" Kikumaru jumped high among the crowd. When he saw me, he would jump and wave to say hello to me, as if he was afraid that I wouldn't see it.

All the resentful eyes of all the idiots and Zhang Wuliu's inquiry gaze were so sharp that I wanted to shake out a talisman to hide myself from the ground.

Finally, I came out of the Ice Emperor in a grand manner. I was escorted by a large group of handsome men along the way and attracted the attention of many passers-by. Although not many of them were really looking at me, every time the aunts on the roadside said, "Look, that young man is so handsome!", can you not add the sentence: "Who is that girl from? Which one is his boyfriend?"?

When I saw the roof of Qingxue’s teaching building from afar, I really had the urge to fly back quickly with my light skills. I thought that after returning to Qingxue, I could finally return to my original peace, but I was stunned by the group of people who rushed out of the school gate.

"Squad leader, you are finally back..."

"Squad leader..."

"Squad Leader Murong..."

...

A large group of people in Class G had already set up a formation at the school gate, with banners stretching out as old as old as the small flags waving neatly. Those who don’t know would think where did the professional cheerleaders come from.

I calmed my face and walked to Fusaka, who was standing in front of the front wearing a red armband, and stopped.

Konosaka raised his hand and stopped all the movements behind him.

"Squad Leader! Welcome back!" The voice is uniform and magnificent!

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Of course, you are welcome to come back!" Kusaka was a little excited. After waiting for a month, a whole month! Finally, Murong was waiting for him. You know, they were not having a good time in school this month! Although, those who wanted to mess with them had no good ending...

I glanced over and saw that the entire G class were all here, and they were wearing neat school uniforms. The rainbow-colored hair was dyed back to normal hair color, and the messy decorations, the exaggerated earrings and nose rings were all taken clean. However, even though each of them smiled brightly and flatteredly, I still asked the most critical question in a very unhappy tone.

"What's the injury on the face of those hiding in the back row?"

Everyone's faces froze at the same time. Then one of the injured laughed twice and said, "We accidentally fell down the stairs two days ago and were injured. It's really embarrassing to say it! Haha, hahaha..."

The others also cooperated to laugh, but the laughter was fake enough!

I just raised my eyebrows and looked at them without saying a word. Gradually, their laughter became lower and lower, and the last person couldn't laugh.

In the end, Li Jianshi couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore, so she stood up and said unfairly: "You can't blame them for fighting, they didn't take the initiative."

Seeing the children bowing their heads and admitting their mistakes in front of me with a angrily voice, my heart softened. I threw down my sentence: "Go to the classroom!" and walked straight to the classroom.

When I walked in the classroom, I threw my schoolbag on the podium. When they were all seated, I asked, "Who else was injured except for them? Let's stand up by myself."

Several boys looked at each other a few times, and stood up slowly.

"Have you seen it in the infirmary?"

Those people were originally prepared to be scolded, but after hearing what I asked, I suddenly felt embarrassed.

"Look, I've seen it, nothing happened, it'll be fine in a few days..."
Chapter completed!