Haruko saw the bamboo sword swing towards the mute.
Although my father's strength is no longer as good as that of the past, it was also the 9th sword of the Sword.
If an ordinary person has three or five people at will, he will never be his father's opponent.
The bamboo sword has a sound of breaking through the air, and it is very fast and has a tricky angle.
The mute suddenly raised his hand and made a move of slitting the sword, bang!
The bamboo sword swung away, and the stern village of Rika Yukimura took a few steps back and felt that the bamboo sword was almost flying out. He looked shocked and angry and said, "Retreat attack skill, isn't this the sword art inherited by our family? It's your teaching.
Her?"
"Father, no, no." Haruko was also surprised. She finally saw clearly that the mute's move was clearly the sword movement inherited by their ancestral swordsmanship of the Tachihua family.
"Although said no."
Tachiha Yukimura was angry that Haruko was still unwilling to admit it.
He stared coldly at the man with a hair and beard opposite him. His daughter was a high school student. He actually found such a homeless man from outside and passed on all the family sword skills to him.
But this guy is really strong, he can actually fight back with bare hands.
Although he didn't use force just now, using the bamboo sword is enough to make ordinary people's arms hurt for three or five days.
Tachiha Yukimura snorted coldly, her eyes began to become serious, and the air seemed to be a little heavier. Suddenly he shouted loudly and stabbed out with a sword, several times faster than before.
He stabbed the mute under the ribs, and he was sure to cause the mute to severely hurt him and immediately lose his power of action.
The moment the mute stabbed the sword, a glimmer of light seemed to flash in his confused eyes.
It seems that a lot of things hidden in memory emerge.
He slashed down with force at the same time, just in time, hitting the middle of the sword, click!
The bamboo sword actually broke.
Tachiha Yukimura was also driven forward by a powerful force and fell to the ground.
"Father, are you okay?"
Haruko was originally worried about the mute, but she didn't expect her father to be defeated by the mute, so she ran over and supported Tachiha Yukimura.
Tachikawa Yukimura looked at the broken sword in his hand with a blank look on his face, then looked up at the mute, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he was defeated by a young man empty-handed.
It's so sad.
He pushed Haruko away and walked into the room with a depressed face.
"Father."
Haruko looked worried, but Tachibana Yukimura walked into the room and pulled the door up directly.
"I'm sorry, Xiaozhi, you guys go back first. Today's Kendo class will be here for the time being, and I'll make up for it next time." Haruko said to the children in the yard with a surprised expression.
They were very happy to see the master take action just now, but in their eyes, the very powerful master was defeated with one move, and he was still empty-handed.
"Okay, Sister Haruko."
The children put down their protective gear and bamboo swords, changed into their own clothes and walked out of the temple one after another.
They are all children from this civilian area. The Lihua Temple is now in decline, so they can only teach these children.
Haruko turned around, ran to the mute, pulled his hand and said, "Are you okay? You actually went to play the bamboo sword with your hands..."
Haruko suddenly froze. She looked at the mute's hand, slender and fair, and even better than her. Her hand was practicing kendo, and there were many calluses on it, but the mute's hand was like a beautiful jade, so beautiful that she was jealous.
.
What surprised her even more was that such a pair of fair hands had just broken the tough bamboo sword soaked in tung oil, but there was no trace of injury on it.
"Brother Mute, who are you?"
Even Haruko is not yet an adult, she thinks this is abnormal. The mute brother is definitely not an ordinary person.
Although the mute brother defeated his father.
It made my father feel a little uncomfortable.
But it seems that the mute brother can continue to stay in the dojo.
Haruko was still a little happy. She held the mute hand and asked, "Brother, why did you know our swordsmanship?"
She just saw the mute attack, which was very similar to the swordsmanship of her family. Because she has been practicing since childhood, of course she could see that, even, she felt that the mute brother was much more powerful than her, and she completely mastered the essence of swordsmanship.
The mute looked at her blankly.
"Forget it." Haruko knew that the mute brother was like a child who was learning to speak now, and was in a state of ignorance. Let's teach him slowly in the future.
"Brother, I'm going to cook now, wait for me."
Because Haruko's mother passed away when she was a child, she was the only one in the Rika Temple except Haruko.
So Haruko not only studies and practices swords every day, but also takes care of her family's daily life.
For dinner, she prepared a large table of dishes.
Then, he finally pulled Yukimura Tachiha, who was covered in alcohol, out of the house.
"Father, are you drinking again?" Haruko said, "Didn't you let you drink less?"
Tachiha Yukimura looked at the mute who was already sitting at the table and was swallowing voraciously, and said angrily: "Do you still have a father in your eyes? Just drive me out."
In Japan, it would be very impolite if the elders did not go to the table to eat.
Haruko hurriedly said, "Father, don't be angry with the mute brother. His head is injured and I can't remember anything. It's very pitiful..."
Haruko quickly said that he met a mute homeless man: "Father, haven't you taught me the kindness of Kendo since childhood? Without a kind heart, you can't achieve the kendo as a killing technique.
The highest level.”
Tachikan Yukimura looked at the mute who was eating there and showed suspicion.
He also found that the mute's behavior was a little different from normal: "He really lost his memory?"
"Really, father, how could I lie to you?" Haruko said seriously.
"But, how could he know the sword skills of our family?" Tachiha Yukimura said.
"I don't know this," Haruko shook his head: "Did he have learned Kendo before, so he still retains Kendo's memory when he has lost his memory?"
"Impossible, our family's kendo is passed down from its ancestors. His kendo level is very high. Even if I can't teach such a disciple, who can teach him?" Tachiha Yukimura.
"Maybe he has anything to do with our predecessors of Tachikawa family?" Haruko guessed.
Tachiha Yukimura shook his head: "It should be impossible. Forget it. Since he knows the sword skills of our family, I will keep him here for the time being. Maybe he may find out his identity."
"Thank you, father." Haruko bowed excitedly.
The mute brother can finally stay with justice.
"Don't worry about this for now. Next month, it will be the National Kendo Competition. Do you have the confidence to break through and enter the finals?" Tachikawa Yukimura said coldly.