In the center of the field, two figures wearing Taoist uniforms, protective gear, and holding bamboo knives faced each other, surrounded by a circle of parents and children watching.
Jiang Yi was sitting on a plastic stool on the sidelines watching the game. When he just passed by the Children's Palace, he felt the smell of mixed race. His bloodline is not weak.
Jiang Yixin said that the descendants of today's hybrids have very high bloodlines! In addition, the power of technology should not be underestimated.
Jiang Yi curiously came in to check and found out that he was still an acquaintance... but he couldn't go in vain after he came here.
A teacher outside the venue introduced: "The protective gear of kendo consists of four parts: face, trunk, armor, and hand, so it is very safe both in training and in battle..."
The two figures started to move amidst the explanation, and the bamboo swords kept slashing in the air. Their moves and power constantly attracted applause from the onlookers.
Because it was an exhibition match for kendo gym admissions, the two of them paid more attention to the display of their moves, which was just showmanship. It was not as clean and tidy as a real duel. Otherwise, lay parents would be done with it in a few seconds after seeing each other, and they would think it was not worth it.
tuition fee.
"The bamboo sword has five sections, and the kendo hakama has five folds. The number five represents the five virtues of "benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and trust."
The teacher outside the venue took the opportunity to introduce it to a group of parents. The parents nodded frequently after listening to it, and then looked at the crackling performance of the exhibition match in the center of the venue, and they were immediately very satisfied.
Not only can it strengthen the body, but it can also be related to cultural connotations! There were parents on the spot who raised their hands to sign up their children.
After another two minutes, the two performers in the venue stopped, took off their masks and saluted each other.
They are a middle-aged man and a boy. The middle-aged man has slightly bald hair and a decent face. The arms holding the bamboo sword are thick and powerful.
When the boy took off his chin, he attracted the attention of many female parents and girls in the room, especially when he was combing his hair that was slightly damp with sweat. His face showed no expression, and his light chestnut eyes calmly glanced around, minding their own business.
Arranging the protective gear, the air is filled with the smell of hormones.
"This is the master of our kendo gym. He has the strength of the seventh level of kendo, and the other is our outstanding student Chu Zihang, who is currently studying at Shilan Middle School!"
Off-site teachers are well versed in the economics of appearance and will seize any opportunity to recruit students!
"Then when I enter the gym, can I be in the same class as this senior brother Chu Zihang?"
A girl asked, and the teacher outside the court rolled his eyes and said: "Chu Zihang has graduated from our training class, but he will often go back to the Children's Palace to practice kendo and teach the new juniors and juniors."
The girl was very satisfied after hearing this and immediately clamored for her parents to pay the tuition fee.
There was some noise in the venue, and the owner of the venue was surrounded by parents who were consulting. There were also many girls who wanted to approach Chu Zihang under the guise of consulting and studying, but even the bold and outgoing girls couldn't move forward when facing the paralyzed Chu Zihang.
Take a step.
Today is the weekend, Chu Zihang was invited to play an exhibition match, and it was hard to refuse in front of the teacher who once taught him.
In the corner, Chu Zihang neatly organized the protective gear.
"You're good with the sword! You look like you have a good foundation."
Chu Zihang raised his head and saw that it was Jiang Yi, a new classmate in the class. Chu Zihang was not surprised because he had just seen Jiang Yi among the onlookers.
"Just practice, it's okay." Chu Zihang grabbed the protective gear in his hand, "You also come to learn kendo? The teaching level here is indeed not bad."
"Just strolling around!" Jiang Yi took off his sunglasses and said with a smile: "I once taught a student. I always thought his sword was slow and his swings were not powerful enough. But later on, he became quite famous. You should also listen. As I said, his name is Miyamoto Musashi, so I’m pretty good at swordsmanship, so I don’t need to learn it.”
Chu Zihang squeezed out a stiff smile on his face and immediately returned to his original state. In his social etiquette, when others tell jokes, they should give some feedback, even if the joke is not funny.
Jiang Yi picked up a bamboo knife and broke it with his hands, "Shall we practice? I haven't used it for a long time, I guess it's rusty."
Chu Zihang's pupils opened slightly in surprise, and he saw the bamboo knife being bent into a U-shape by Jiang Yi, and there was not even a trace of difficulty on his contented face.
The bamboo knife is made of four dried bamboo slices tied together. It is very tough and ordinary people do not have this strength.
Chu Zihang nodded and picked up the bamboo knife beside him, "There are a lot of people here, let's go inside."
He is not a militant person, but he rarely meets people who can inspire him to fight.
Jiang Yi followed Chu Zihang to an internal training room. Chu Zihang pointed to the cabinet on the side and said, "There are clean Taoist uniforms and protective gear inside."
Jiang Yi smiled and waved his hand: "Let's just discuss and learn from each other until we reach the point. There is no need to wear protective gear."
Chu Zihang didn't object. He put aside the protective gear he was holding and walked straight to the center of the training room.
"You don't want to take a rest? You just finished a fight with me." Jiang Yi gave a friendly reminder.
Chu Zihang said seriously: "It was an exhibition match just now. It didn't cost much and there was no need to rest."
"Come on then." Jiang Yi also walked to the opposite side of Chu Zihang.
The two men, who were not wearing protective gear, faced each other with bamboo knives. Chu Zihang held the knives in front of his chest with both hands, while Jiang Yi held the knives on his waist, which seemed to be the art of drawing knives.
After the observation just now, Jiang Yi knew Chu Zihang's level without having to fight against him. In the old era of cold weapons, he must have been a good candidate for slaying dragons!
Never give up on such a good seedling. Throughout the ages, dragon kings have fallen into the hands of humans.
Jiang Yi's right hand slowly and steadily moved up from the bottom of the knife handle, holding the knife handle with his thumb and index finger, and his left thumb pushed the knife's handle diagonally forward to the right.
It seems that what Jiang Yi is holding is not a bamboo knife that is uniformly processed and manufactured in a factory, but a good knife that can see blood right out of the sheath!
This was a move in the sword-drawing technique, but Chu Zihang deliberately launched the attack first, narrowing the distance between him and Jiang Yi, which was considered as taking the initiative to sell a flaw.
Drawing the sword, also known as Iaijutsu, is a swordsmanship technique that starts with drawing the sword out of its sheath and launching an attack. The main purpose is to prevent the opponent from knowing when you will draw the sword, so as to achieve the effect of catching him by surprise. The second is to use drawing to attack him. The arc of the knife creates an instant burst of power.
The caster will often adopt a crouching posture when drawing a sword. The main purpose is to attack the opponent with the sword from below where the defense is weak, and to dodge the opponent's attack.
When Chu Zihang got close, he immediately used his sword to cut off Jiang Yi's right shoulder. This was a common cassock cut in kendo, and it was also his most familiar move.
The sword cuts in a diagonal line from the enemy's shoulder, and the line it touches is like the collar of the upper body of the cassock worn by monks, hence the name cassock cut.
Chu Zihang did not use all his strength, but had enough energy left to block Jiang Yi's sword drawing technique at any time. This was a style of play that was extremely confident in his own reactions and experience!
Believe that you can block the opponent's sword 100%, otherwise the result will be that the sword is pulled out and pierced through the throat or abdomen instantly!
Jiang Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, instantly drew his sword, and the bamboo sword drew a strange arc in the air. Chu Zihang, who reacted very quickly, also immediately closed his sword to block!
"Crack!" The bamboo knives connected with each other and made a loud noise, but at this moment Jiang Yi's tip was already touching Chu Zihang's chest.
"What a fast knife..." Chu Zihang said to himself.
Jiang Yi put the knife back on his shoulder and said, "It's boring. I've already told you that I'm very powerful, but you still show off?"
Taking the initiative to approach an opponent who uses the sword-drawing technique is indeed suspected of cheating the match, but Chu Zihang is definitely not arrogant and despises the enemy. Even the master of the kendo gymnasium, Chu Zihang, who is in the 7th level of kendo against the enemy in actual combat, can block the opponent.
There is really no reason why he should lose to his peers with any sword he wields.
Chu Zihang has been hailed by the owner as a once-in-a-century swordsman genius, so this time I can only say that I didn’t expect to meet another freak!
How can the small Children's Palace Kendo Hall gather two kendo geniuses who are rare in a century?
Chu Zihang shook his head and said seriously: "If you lose, you lose. Your sword is better than mine."
Chu Zihang was still thinking about the sword-drawing technique just now. The sword-drawing technique was not uncommon, even in the streets, but few people could use its essence.
Jiang Yi's sword was impeccable in terms of angle, speed and strength. Chu Zihang didn't think he could replicate this sword that could be called an art.
Thinking back to the joke Jiang Yi just mentioned, at his current age, he has such advanced swordsmanship. If he was born in the same era as Miyamoto Musashi in middle age, he would really have the ability to be his teacher.
Outside the milk tea shop near the Children's Palace, Chu Zihang and Jiang Yi, who had changed into regular clothes, sat opposite each other under a parasol.
"How about it?"
Jiang Yi asked, holding a cup of milk tea. He actually liked drinking this novelty, it was sour, sweet and very tasty.
"It's not that great, it's better than tea or coffee."
Chu Zihang answered truthfully, and after that he took another sip. This cup of chemically processed product was indeed not as good as astringent tea or mellow and rich coffee.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Jiang Yi shook his head and said: "Why do you feel that you are older than me? You don't have the vitality of a young person at all."
Chu Zihang said: "I am indeed older than you. When the girls in the class asked you about your birthday, you answered December 31, 1990, while I was born on June 1."
"Children's Day? Wouldn't it be a big loss to celebrate Children's Day and my birthday together when I was a kid?"
Jiang Yi's emphasis was a bit weird, and Chu Zihang didn't answer, but the situation didn't seem awkward.
A pair of women holding hands passed by, both dressed in exquisite and eye-catching clothes, holding shopping bags in their hands.
Jiang Yi quickly put his index finger and thumb into his mouth and whistled, "Huh~~~"
When the woman turned around and saw a handsome boy, she wasn't angry. The toad glasses Jiang Yi was wearing slid down to the bridge of her nose, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a wicked smile.
He looked at the woman from above his sunglasses: "Beauty, can you add QQ?"
The woman blushed and cursed with a smile: "You are too young to learn well!"
Then she turned around arrogantly, stepped hard on the road with her low-heeled shoes, and shouted in her heart, "Little handsome boy, stop calling me again...", but the woman's reserve and arrogance did not respond.
Jiang Yi stretched out his index finger to push up his sunglasses, raised his head slightly and said proudly: "Hey, this is called the vitality of young people!"