Qingzi saw the bamboo sword swinging towards the mute.
Although my father's strength is no longer what it used to be, he is still a ninth-dan swordsman.
Ordinary people, even if there are three or five people, there is no way that they can be my father's opponent.
The bamboo sword made a sound of breaking through the air, was very fast, and had a tricky angle.
The mute suddenly raised his hand and made a slanting movement to chop the sword, bang!
The bamboo sword swung away, and Tachibana Yukimura took a few steps back. He felt that the bamboo sword was almost thrown out by the shock. He said with shock and anger in his eyes: "Repulse technique, isn't this the kendo inherited by our family? You taught it
Hers?"
"Father, no, no." Haruko was also surprised. She finally saw clearly just now that the movements of the mute's hand were clearly the swordsmanship passed down from their Tachibana family.
"He said no."
Tachibana Yukimura is angry that Haruko still doesn't want to admit it.
He stared coldly at the shaggy man opposite him. His daughter was still a high school student, and she actually found such a homeless man from outside, and even passed on the family swordsmanship to him.
But this guy is really strong, he can actually fight himself off with his bare hands.
Although he didn't use any force just now, using the bamboo sword was enough to make an ordinary person's arm hurt for three to five days.
Tachibana Yukimura snorted coldly, his eyes began to become serious, and the air seemed to be a little more solemn. Suddenly he shouted loudly and thrust out his sword several times faster than before.
Stabbing the mute in the ribs, with this sword, he was sure to severely injure the mute and immediately lose his mobility.
The moment the mute was stabbed with the sword, a glimmer of light seemed to flash in his confused eyes.
It seems like a lot of things hidden in my memory are popping up.
On one side of his body, he slashed hard with his hand at the same time, hitting the middle part of the sword, click!
The bamboo sword actually broke.
Tachibana Yukimura was also rushed forward by a strong 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 helped Tachibana Yukimura.
Tachibana Yukimura looked at the broken sword in his hand with a blank expression, and then looked up at the mute, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. He was actually defeated by a young man with bare hands.
It's really sad.
He pushed Haruko away and walked into the room with a dejected look on his face.
"Father."
Haruko looked worried, but Tachibana Yukimura walked into the room and closed the door directly.
"I'm sorry, Xiaozhi, you should go back first. Today's kendo class is here for the time being. We will make up for it next time." Haruko said to the children in the yard who showed surprised expressions.
They were very happy to see their master take action just now, but the master who was very powerful in their eyes was defeated with just one move, and he was still empty-handed.
"Okay, Sister Haruko."
The children put down their protective gear and bamboo swords, put on their own clothes and walked out of the dojo one after another.
They are all children from this civilian area. The Tachibana Dojo is now in decline, so we can only teach these children.
Qingzi turned around, hurriedly ran to the mute, took his hand and said, "Are you okay? You actually hit the bamboo sword with your bare hands..."
Qingzi was suddenly stunned. She looked at the mute's hands, which were slender and fair, and even prettier than hers. Her hands had many calluses because of her sword practice, but the mute's hands were like exquisite jade, so beautiful that she was jealous.
.
What surprised her even more was that such a pair of fair hands had just broken a tough bamboo sword soaked in tung oil, but there was no trace of injury on it.
"Brother mute, who are you?"
Even though Haruko is not yet an adult, she still thinks this is abnormal. The mute brother is definitely not an ordinary person.
Although the mute brother defeated his father.
My father seemed a little uncomfortable.
But it seems that the mute brother can continue to stay in the dojo.
Qingzi was still a little happy. She took the mute's hand and asked, "Brother, how come you know our swordsmanship?"
She just saw the mute's moves, which were very similar to her family's swordsmanship. Since she had been practicing since she was a child, she could certainly tell. She even felt that the mute brother's moves were much better than hers, and he had completely mastered the essence of swordsmanship.
The mute looked at her blankly.
"Forget it." Qingzi knew that the mute brother was just like a child learning to speak, in a state of ignorance, so she would teach him slowly in the future.
"Brother, I'm going to cook now. You wait for me."
Because Haruko’s mother passed away when she was young, the only other person in the Tachibana Dojo besides Haruko was her father, Tachibana Yukimura.
So Haruko spends her days studying, practicing swordplay, and taking care of her family's daily life.
For dinner, she prepared a large table of dishes.
Then, he finally pulled Tachibana Yukimura out of the house, smelling of alcohol.
"Father, are you drinking again?" Haruko said, "Didn't I tell you to drink less?"
Tachibana Yukimura looked at the mute who was already sitting at the table, devouring food, and said angrily: "Do you still have a father in your eyes? Just kick me out."
In Japan, it is very impolite to sit down and eat if the elders do not come to the table to eat.
Qingzi said quickly: "Father, don't be angry with the mute brother. His head is injured and he can't remember anything. He is very pitiful..."
Haruko quickly recounted the situation when she met the mute homeless man: "Father, haven't you taught me the benevolence of kendo since I was a child? Without a kind heart, it is impossible to achieve kendo by treating kendo only as a killing technique.
The highest realm.”
Tachibana Yukimura looked at the mute who was devouring the food there, with a suspicious look on his face.
He now also found that the mute's behavior was a bit unlike normal people: "Has he really lost his memory?"
"Really, father, how could I lie to you?" Haruko said seriously.
"But, how could he know our family's swordsmanship?" Tachibana Yukimura asked.
"Well, I don't know," Haruko shook her head: "Did he learn kendo before, so he lost his memory and still retained the memory of kendo?"
"It's impossible. Our family's kendo is passed down from our ancestors. His kendo level is very high. Even if I can't teach such a disciple, who can teach him?" Tachibana Yukimura said.
"Maybe he has some relationship with the ancestors of our Tachibana family?" Haruko guessed.
Tachibana Yukimura shook his head: "It shouldn't be possible. Forget it, since he knows our family's swordsmanship, let's keep him here for the time being. Maybe we can discover his identity."
"Thank you, father." Haruko bowed excitedly.
The mute brother can finally stay with a legitimate name.
"Don't worry about this for now. The National Kendo Competition is next month. Are you confident in breaking through and entering the finals?" Tachibana Yukimura said coldly.