Until he returned to his office, Yagyu Motoka was still a little uneasy, which had never happened before in his practice. It seems that the so-called "Story of Mount Tai collapsed before his face was not changed" was probably because of the collapse of Mount Tai.

Professor Sawada’s statement just now is indeed very tempting. If you can establish a scientific research team that serves you, monitor your physical condition at any time, and adjust the type and dosage of drugs in real time, you will surely be able to use drugs more safely and smoothly to assist in your practice.

Such a scientific research team composed of national experts provides services to a person, and even the treatment of national leaders is nothing like this - of course, so is the guinea pig.

However, in this way, your physical data will be completely transparent.

More importantly, Yagyu Motohe really doesn't believe in the integrity of scientists.

This is not entirely because of the bad impression of crazy scientists left on TV and movies - of course it is undeniable, and it also has a certain impact.

Since joining the Swordsman Association, several scientists from the human sports team he met were usually fine. When talking about professional topics, these people began to express their expressions as they spoke. Yuki Motoka didn't know if this is the characteristic of Japanese scientists? Or is it all scientists have this virtue. Genius and madman are only one step away. In Yayoki Motoka's view, even if these scientists are not geniuses, they probably are no more than two steps away from madman.

Yuki Motokaya Yagyu believes that as long as he has sufficient interests - whether it is economic and political interests, or scientific research interests - he is a little swordsman who has no power and power. These scientists have no psychological pressure when trying medicines on their own. You must know that in the history of scientific development, there are countless scientists who use them to test medicines on their own. These people are so cruel to themselves, let alone others.

Moreover, the craziest companies in the world that spend money are not high-end scientific research companies, but various pharmaceutical groups.

Large pharmaceutical companies develop a new drug, which often invests more than one billion US dollars, and the R&D cycle is small for three years. As long as it is related to new drugs, it represents almost astronomical interests in this world.

What's more, what I pursue is immortality. If there is a breakthrough, let alone a little swordsman, even the US president may be put on the experimental platform. Anyway, there are more than one previous US president who dies inexplicably.

Yagyu Motoka felt that if he agreed to Professor Sawada, if these scientists wanted to sell him, it would not be surprising that he was sold and helped them count the money if he was sold.

"Teacher, teacher?"

"Renji, what's wrong?" Aoki Renji stood in front of his desk and shouted softly.

"Master Mingshan is here, he has sent you the weapons and armor you customized to participate in the martial soul degree."

"Ah! Please, please, where is the Master Mingshan?"

"Master Mingshan is sitting in the reception room downstairs. He originally wanted to bring your things away and leave, but I heard that you happened to be at the Jianhao Club today. He said he would wait for you to come back and see you before leaving."

"Come in here quickly, forget it, I'll go by myself, otherwise it's a bit rude." Yagyu Motohiro put Professor Sawada's suggestion behind his head and walked out of the office quickly.

"Master Mingshan, I'm sorry for letting you wait for a long time. Sorry, I just went to the project team experimental building behind me."

As soon as he entered the reception room of the Jianhao Society, Yayoi Tomokazu saw an exquisite wooden box placed on the long wooden table. Master Mingshan was sitting next to him, drinking hot tea leisurely. Two young men were sitting behind him, probably Master Mingshan’s assistant or disciple.

"Master Yanagi, you are here, haha, it's okay, I haven't waited for a long time. These are my two sons. The main reason is that they want to see what the youngest swordsman in Japanese history looks like. My old man stayed with shame. Master Yanagi, don't be surprised!"

"It turns out they are two young masters of Master Mingshan, who are so rude. What do I have to look good about? Just like everyone else, you have two arms and two legs!" Yayoi Yuki Sora was also considered an assistant to help Master Mingshan carry things.

"What are the two young masters?" Although Yayoi Moto is not good at socializing, basic etiquette is still required.

"This is my eldest son Mingshan Tieyan, and this is my third son Mingshan Tieshu."

"Ah, I wonder how many children do you have, Master Mingshan?" Yan Sotohe looked at this sword-casting master with a poor appearance and some Mediterranean hairstyle. This old man is so lucky!

"Hehe, I have four children in total, two boys and two girls, as well as my second daughter Mingshantan and my younger daughter Mingshan Jiahua." Master Mingshan looked very proud when talking about his children.

"——Kahua Ayama? Your little daughter is not studying at Kamada Academy, right?" Yagyu Motoka was shocked when he heard this familiar name.

"How do you know?" Master Mingshan was also surprised.

"Hahaha, she is the class monitor of our class! You will know when you go back and mention Yukito Tomokazu to her." This world is so small that you can actually customize some weapons and meet the parents of classmates in the class.

"Ah! Master Yansheng, are you in the second grade of junior high school?" The person who spoke was Mingshan Iron Tree sitting behind him. He looked a little restrained.

"Yes, I went back to school a few days ago and saw Kazuya Mingshan in the class. Now she works as a class leader and is still a cadre of the student union." Since there is this relationship, everyone will be intimate when talking. Strictly speaking, this Mingshan Ironshu who spoke has to call him senior, but in the Swordsman Association, of course, no one will be unhappy with Yanagi and the senior.

"Haha, since he is Jiahua's classmate, he is really not an outsider. However, I know that Master Yansheng is young, but I didn't expect to be so young! Really, this cannot be described as "young and promising". This is called "Heroes have been young since ancient times"!"

"Okay, Master Yansheng, please see if you are satisfied with these weapons first. If there is anything wrong with it, how many days will be left before the Martial Soul Finals start. I'll go back and help you modify it."

As he said that, Master Mingshan stood up and wanted to open the wooden box placed on the table.

"I'll do it myself, thank you Master Mingshan!" Yagyu Motoka reached out and grabbed the box and lifted it over.

"Oh, by the way, this is Aoki Ryoji, I am my disciple. Do you know Master Mingshan?"

While opening the box, Yagyu Motoka remembered that he had not introduced his disciples yet, and letting him stand alone behind him, which was a bit rude and said casually.

"Ha, of course we know Aoki Jun. It was Master Yanao who just received us. Don't you try these swords?" Master Mingshan asked as he opened the box lid.

In the exquisitely carved wooden box, there are four samurai swords and a long sword, embedded in the carved grooves in the wooden box.

Rayyo Sorakaya did not pick up the samurai sword, but took out the sword and held it in his hand.

When he picked up this sword, he felt a lot of emotion - the Eight Wilderness Rampage Sword and the White Rainbow Sword - were his usual close-fitting weapon in virtual fighting in his previous life. Now he is almost complete with a cracking gun.

These weapons can actually be reproduced in reality, especially when I can really use these martial arts like in a virtual game, and recalling my past and present lives is like dreaming...

Of course, the style of the Bahuang Random Knife is not like "Xiaoxue", but now I rely on kendo to make a living. It is not appropriate to get a Ming Dynasty-style narrow-edge long sword. It is better to just use "Xiaoxue". Anyway, "Xiaoxue" is quite easy to use.

He reached out and gently stroked the sword from the hilt to the tip of the sword. The real sword and virtual weapon felt different when he touched it. A feeling of being firm, straight, rather than bending, and standing upright came from the bottom of his heart. This was his understanding of the sword and his feelings about the sword.

The invisible internal force passes through the sword body, and you can feel that the sword body of the sword is distributed quite evenly, with a regular beauty, and its toughness and strength are far better than ordinary swords. It has a denser and more solid surface material on the edge of the blade and the tip of the sword.

This sword does not have the beautiful appearance of other swords. The sword body in front of it is a simple four-sided sword body. When it reaches the hilt, the sword body gradually rises from flatness and magnification. After a short transition, it becomes a cylindrical hilt. The sword body and the sword hilt are completely integrated. There is no sword thorn (handguard) in the middle. It is like an iron rod that flattens the front section and makes it into the shape of a sword body.

Gently rubbing the sword that was simple in his hand, Yagyu-soto and long-lastingly silent. When no one knew about it, the invisible and intangible internal force fluctuated layer by layer in the sword body, rinsing back and forth like a tide. At this moment, he seemed to feel something, but he couldn't touch it or grasp it.

Master Mingshan thought about how many reactions Yagyumoto would have when he saw the weapons he made, such as saying a few words of praise? Pick out some questions? Ask for modification? And so on.

But I didn’t expect that the youngest swordsman in Japanese history would fall into a state of dementia?

For a moment, the room was quiet, only Yayoi Moto and gently stroked the sword in their hand.

"Master Yayoi?Master Yayoi?" After a while, Master Mingshan saw that no one spoke and broke the silence. He was the highest status and the oldest qualification here, so he could only speak.

"Ah! I was rude. When I saw this sword, I remembered something for a moment." Yagyu Motohe reacted. There were so many people in the room.

"What did Master Yanyu remember?"

"Some past events are not important things." Yagyu Motoka didn't want to say much, avoiding this topic.

"Master Yanagi, try these other swords and see if there is any problem." Master Mingshan naturally would not ask until the end, the two did not have that friendship.

"Um!"

Among the four samurai swords in the wooden box, only one was cut with a blade. The other three samurai swords were all for the purpose of participating in the martial soul ritual, and there was no blade, but the place where it was supposed to be a sharp blade was made into a small arc, and it was still streamlined.

Such a blade shape can easily break the wind resistance and speed up the swordsman's chopping speed. Yanagi Motori casually draws out a samurai sword without a blade and hold it in his hand.

"Master Yanagi, don't you try it with a sword target?"

"Ha, no need." As he said that, Yayoi Sora Honhe slashed and immediately stopped, but the sword lights were stacked, and no one could see clearly these people in the room. At this moment, Yayoi Sora Honhe swung so many swords, and only saw a fan-shaped sword light wall.

"It's not bad, the wind breaks well, and it's easy to slash." Yagyu Motoka came to a conclusion lightly, then stretched out his finger and bounced it hard on the sword.

The loud "Hong Oum" sound was almost the same as ringing the bell, and it was not at all like the clear "Zheng" sound when the long swords intersected.

Yagyu Motohe's finger was not at the blade, but at the thickest place on the back of the knife. According to Yagyu Motohe's requirements, these samurai swords were all heavy versions. The back of the knife was originally thicker than that of ordinary samurai swords. In addition, the metal material made of samurai swords was of high enough grade. When he was shot, the entire long sword trembled and made a heavy roar.

"Yes, the sword is strong enough!" Yayoi Motohe looked at the samurai sword in his hand with appreciation, not paying attention to it. The few people in the room looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

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"Is this Master Yayoi really only fourteen years old?" Mingshan Tieyan couldn't help asking when he left the Jianhao Club by car.

"You'll know when you go back and ask your sister. Chief Sasaki just told me that Master Yanyu is the youngest swordsman in Japanese history, and perhaps even the strongest swordsman." Master Ayama sat in the car and closed his eyes to rest without opening his eyes, saying.

"The strongest swordsman? I think he is the strongest monster! He has a thick back of a knife, and he can bounce the entire blade to shake like that. How strong is this finger? Our swords are tungsten manganese alloy blades formed at one time. Even if they are clamped with a vise, they can make people pull it hard and won't bend it!"

"Shut up, Tie Shu, you must maintain respect for Master Yansheng. The strong are worthy of respect. With your sister's classmates, we will have many opportunities to cooperate with Master Yansheng in the future. If, I said, if Master Yansheng can get the Wuhun Cup this time, then our Mingshan Sword Club will have a chance to develop leapfrog. We must maintain a good relationship with Master Yansheng, do you know?"

"——Hi, father, we understand." Even if the two sons had a slight objection, they would not issue any objections at this time, and they both expressed obedience.

After all, his father, Master Ayama, was one of the famous Japanese sword-making masters. This reputation began to become famous in the martial arts circle after working with Master Sasaki of the Swordsman Association. Their Mingshan family became more developed at that time. Before that, even if his father had the best skills, he could only work for others. It can be seen how important the friendship of a swordsman was to them.

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When he had something to do, Yagyu Tomokazu just watched the final video of several martial soul finals found by Hiromi Takahashi without saying a word, and left the Sword Hero Club, which disappointed Aoki Ryoji who was with him. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask for advice, but the teacher's face was a little wrong. Aoki Ryoji naturally did not dare to speak rashly, and could only guess in his heart what was going on, which made the teacher feel unhappy.

"Wonhe, you are back. Will you get anything to gain when you go to Jianhao today?" When Yayoi Tomoka came back, his mother, Masako Minamida, happened to be at home.

"It's pretty good, but, mom, I want to ask you some things." Yagyu Motoka told his mother about what he found in the Jianhao Society database today and Professor Sawada's suggestion.

He rarely has such moments of hesitation. Since he was able to look inside, he always acted with his original heart. In other words, he just did it on his intuition. However, this is different. After all, this is not a very clear and simple thing in cause and effect, but something that may have infinite variables in the future. Since he cannot see the variables in the future, he naturally requires others to teach them.

As Yagyumoto and this young man, if anyone is the person he trusts most in this life, his parents must be ranked first. It is not convenient to discuss with others. He remembered his parents. As for the hundred years of experience in his previous life, to be honest, even if he moved a brick for a hundred years, it would not help drawing architectural design drawings. Therefore, the experience of eating and fighting games in his previous life would not have any effect at all at this time.

"Yuanhe, you have actually reached this point of cultivation. Is this true?" Masako Nanda's first reaction was not his son's current dilemma, but his son had reached such a state. This was simply horrifying. It would be fine if he watched this kind of thing on TV, but it would be hard for anyone to believe it if he really appeared in front of him. If his son hadn't demonstrated sword skills in front of him, Masako Nanda wouldn't believe what his son said at all.

"Yuanhe, your concerns are right. If people know that you can accurately judge the efficacy of the medicine, the result is really hard to say. This matter will be waiting for your father to come back. The three of us will discuss it carefully and don't let Sakura and your brother know about it first."

"What did you say to Professor Sawada? Does she know your ability?" Nanda Masako thought for a while and quickly asked her son how much it had leaked.

Yagyu Motohe recalled the scene at that time: "It shouldn't be that serious. I just asked her if she could prescribe some medicines that can stimulate tissues in various parts of the body to assist in her practice. This is a very common situation in martial arts practice."
Chapter completed!