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Chapter 146 The name of the ghost

"Tomura Teachers College, in your opinion, what is Nakayama Ichiha's martial arts?" Shintō Shintaro, the second generation master of the Shinto Muken-ryu training hall, asked with a solemn expression.

In his mind, since his father established the sect in Edo in the 9th year of the Bunsei Period, he has never suffered such humiliation in the past 23 years! Even the Hokutatsu Itto-ryu Genbukan, which is also the Edo Sandaikan, the Kagami Akechi-ryu

The school is also vaguely headed by the military training hall. Even if there are wins and losses in the trials, it is just a normal sparring in training. How could he deliberately break his arms, knock out his teeth, or even take hostages?

This is already a naked provocation.

"It's all my fault that my father has been tinkering with orchid studies and new cannons in recent years, which allows those unknown sects to dare to bully them." Shintaro Saito secretly complained that his father, Yakuro Saito, was not doing his job properly.

"I'm extremely ashamed. Serizawa Kamo is so different from his opponent that he has almost no power to fight back. I don't know what kind of martial arts Sorayama Kazuha is, but..." "What?" "But I think he should be the same.

A swordsman-level figure! Haha, although I am not good at martial arts, after all, I have wasted fifty years and have seen countless masters. Sorayama Kazuha has the same temperament as the sect master, and that is confidence!" Tomura Nosuke!

Stroking his gray beard and falling into memories.

Are you a swordsman... In this case, you can't take the challenge lightly. Looking at how many swordsmen there are in Japan! With his extraordinary talent, his father personally taught him, and he even performed it dozens of times during his travels to various vassals in the southwest.

No one lost in the competition, but he still has not reached the level of a swordsman, which shows how difficult it is to improve the level of swordsmanship.

And there is actually a swordsman in charge of a little-known sect. Logically speaking, only his father, who is also a swordsman, is qualified to talk to him. But in the eyes of outsiders, doesn't this mean that I, the Shinto Muken-ryu, have taken the initiative?

Do you want to come and apologize? Absolutely not!

Shintaro Saito couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Different from the cautiousness of the two of them, the hundreds of disciples who were practicing in the training hall at this time could no longer suppress their anger. They put down their wooden swords one after another, picked up their real swords and headed straight to the Kongshan Nianliu Dojo.

While they hated Serizawa Kamo for being incompetent, they also scolded their opponents for bullying others, especially the feudal lords of the Nagasu domain who had a sworn relationship with Katsura Kogoro. When they heard that one of their own had been detained, they had already made up their mind to destroy this small monastery and then destroy it.

Everyone, including the curator, broke their arms and threw them out of Edo.

Such a battle has already alarmed the keeper of the division. When they heard that Shinto Wu Nianliu came to challenge for revenge, they couldn't help but feel a headache secretly. After all, this was a matter between those swordsmen. Not to mention that there was no conflict yet, even if it was true.

Even if they flatten the small gym called Sorayama Kami-ryu, they still can't do anything to these people.

The disciples who can train in the military training hall are all prominent members of each feudal family. Even if a few untouchables are killed in the street, even the chief of the shogunate will probably just reprimand him a few words. If he is not allowed to do so, he has to send more people to monitor secretly.

Sorayama missed the Ryu Dojo. Katsura Kogoro carefully guarded the door and did not try to slip away. When he saw a large group of seniors wearing training gym uniforms suddenly pouring out from the corner of the street, he hurried forward to greet them.

"Kogoro-senpai, are you okay?" his friend Takasugi Shinsaku called in surprise. "It's okay, why are you all here? There are Okada-senpai, Fujita-senpai, and Kusaka-senpai." Katsura Kogoro had known about the disciples in the gym.

I would never swallow my anger, but I didn't expect that they would come out in full force.

"It's okay to defeat Serizawa Kamo, but I heard that you were taken as a hostage? Hum, when have we, the Choshu clan, been so humiliated? Today we will destroy this gym!" A tall samurai said fiercely.

"Okay, we'll talk about the matter of the Changzhou clan later. Now you are all disciples of my Shinto Mu-Nen-ryu! It's okay to break my disciple's arms and hold my disciples as hostages. The most abominable thing is to ask Saito Sect Master

It is a shame for us as disciples to come here in person! Listen, everyone, follow me..."

Toko Fujita, the teacher of the training hall and one of the most powerful in martial arts. Just as he was about to rush in with a loud shout, he was stopped by Katsura Kogoro. Fujita glared and said angrily: "Kogoro, what are you doing?

thing?"

"Fujita-senpai, and everyone, look at this sign." He stepped aside and revealed the large wooden sign that read "One move from Sorayama Ichiyo defeated Serizawa Kamo".

Katsura Kogoro advised: "Although Ichiyo Sorayama is unreasonable, he defeated Serizawa-senpai in an upright and upright manner. Now we have a hundred people. Are we planning to besiege him when we rush in like this?"

"Baga! Shinto Mu-Nen-ryu is the largest kendo sect in Edo, and Master Saito is the current swordsman. Why do we need to besiege this small gym?!"

"Yes, but what will other families think? For example, those guys from Beichen Itto Ryu are always jealous of the large number of disciples I have sent. What happened today will surely spread throughout Edo soon, wouldn't it..." Katsura Kogoro smiled bitterly: "

What's more, there are only four people in this gym now, and one of them, a teacher, had his arm broken by Serizawa-senpai. It's really my sect's fault."

"Four people? Where are the disciples?"

"Escaped." "Ah? Hahahaha, what kind of sect is this! The guy who taught a group of rats must not be a master. In this case, three people will follow me in, and the rest will wait here for a while until I defeat that empty mountain.

One leaf later, everyone will demolish this gym." Toko Fujita waved his hand and led three disciples with strong martial arts skills into the gym, and Katsura Kogoro quickly followed.

"It'll be okay." Takasugi Shinsaku, who was younger than Katsura Kogoro, looked at the courtyard of the gym with some worry. One of the Shinto Muken-ryu disciples heard this and laughed disdainfully: "I guess it won't take a moment.

After all, Fujita-senpai is also a master who can easily defeat that loser Serizawa. You are still young, so watch carefully."

Within a quarter of an hour, Katsura Kogoro was in front, and Fujita and the other four walked out of the gym. Different from the aggressive atmosphere when they came in, they were all dejected. They didn't even dare to look at the people outside the door, nor did they say hello to them. They lowered their heads.

He quickly left this place, looking at the direction, he should be heading back to the gym.

"What's going on?" Everyone was talking about it. Could it be? "Hey, Kogoro, what's going on? Shihan will take care of them..."

"Failed." "Nani?!"

Katsura Kogoro smiled bitterly and used a writing brush to write on the wooden board side by side with Serizawa Kamo's name: It only takes one move to defeat Toko Fujita, and it takes only one move to defeat Okada with his sword...

It turns out that the four of them were defeated by Sorayama Ichiha's move again! And they were humiliatingly written on the sign.

"This..." All the disciples looked at each other in confusion, "Um, Kogoro, is that Sorayama Kazuha really that powerful?" Katsura Kogoro sighed, "Master Kazuha Sorayama ordered that ten people be allowed in at a time this time.

Which of you wants to challenge?" A dozen people immediately walked out of the crowd and walked into the dojo without looking back.

Takasugi Shinsaku cried out: "These dozen seniors are not even as good as Fujita Normal School. How dare they..."

"Alas" Katsura Kogoro sighed: "Takasugi, you are still young, are those seniors just trying to win? No, they are unwilling to escape even if they fail and are humiliated!"

Then he shouted: "Seniors, whoever wants to challenge me, please wait with me in the courtyard. I, a disciple of the Shinto Mūnen-ryu, will be defeated by a swordsman who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Saito Sect Master. It would be an honor to lose!"

In this way, all the disciples outside the door walked into the dojo and waited for the sparring session with Kazuyo Sorayama. No one escaped, and the losers consciously left their names on the wooden board.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are many famous figures on it even in later generations, including Takeda Kounsai, Ekawa Taro, Nagakura Shinpachi, Niimi Nishiki, Hirayama Goro, Hirama Shigesuke, Ota Ichinoshin...

However, at this time, they were all defeated by Ichiyo Sorayama, with just one move, without exception!

Because he defeated hundreds of masters in one day, all with one move, and because he was named Sorayama Ichiha, the name "Oniichi" spread throughout Edo and was resounding throughout the world!


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