Technically it is not difficult at all, it can even be said to be simple, but what is important is eyesight, to catch the flaw in the fleeting gap. "Next, next one. Vice Admiral Mogi." "What a joke! Who wants to compete with such a freak?" Deputy General Motegi said with a look of resistance. In daily training, he couldn't even beat Tsuda-senpai, who had her weapons knocked away without any resistance, so he would only be humiliating himself if he went up to her. "It really lives up to its reputation. Let me experience this magical sword skill!" The tall and strong General Kusakabe did not lose his will to fight, but went into the arena with a bamboo sword in his hand with high morale. The two men first greeted each other face to face, then assumed stances, with Tsukimi Inaba still in the lower position as usual. General Kusakabe was over meters tall, and he seemed like a little giant facing Tsukimi Inaba, who was probably less than meters tall. However, he did not dare to take it lightly, and was very afraid of being knocked down by the witch. But this was not a reason for him to retreat. As soon as the match started, General Kusakabe launched an extremely fierce attack. The bamboo sword he chopped off became a series of afterimages. He had no time to care about defense at all. The door was wide open, but the attack he launched was also very terrifying! Tsukimi Inaba still did not block or launch an attack, but instead moved her steps lightly and gracefully, like a butterfly dancing among the swords and sabers, and no matter what kind of slash it was, it could only pass by her.
“Tora-tora-tora!” General Kusakabe was aggressive and used the representative skill of Hokushin Ittoryu to cut it down! The bamboo sword was almost perpendicular to the back, drawing a 270-degree arc in the air. It reached its maximum speed when it passed over the head, and it chopped down with a sharp and decisive blow. With a crisp "pa" sound, the one-sword skill that condensed General Kusakabe's five years of hard practice was ruthlessly knocked down by the witch. Seeing this scene, Uchiha Ming's expression changed slightly. Kusakabe's strength is much stronger than the previous two. Beichen's slashing blow was also powerful and intensive, it was the strongest attack launched after his energy and spirit were fully concentrated. Uchiha Ming had already copied the witch's knockdown move with his Sharingan, but if he did not use brute force but instead used cleverness, he estimated that he would have to open his Sharingan to knock away the well-trained Kusakabe's sword. "Tsukimi Inaba, the only remaining eye has a vision comparable to the Sharingan?! How is this possible..." Even Uchiha Ming, who was well-informed and had seen even monsters and evil spirits, was stunned and found it unbelievable. No wonder she was called a witch. This kind of eyesight is almost beyond human reach. However, such talents cannot even be called human monsters, and there are people like Saburo Sakai, who has eyesight so good that he can see stars in the daytime. The match on the field was still going on. Even though he lost the first round after his bamboo sword was knocked away, General Kusakabe did not lose his will to fight. Instead, he fought the second round with great enthusiasm. "The witch's knockdown is indeed magical, but it is also a counterattack that comes later. If the opponent doesn't attack, how can Tsukimi-san get one?" Matsudaira Chiyo said thoughtfully. Chapter 72 Shrinking the Earth The battle-hardened general Kusakabe also thought of this problem. In the second battle, he did not take the initiative to attack. Instead, he adopted the rib-waist style, put the bamboo sword behind his back, paced with Tsukimi Inaba, turned around and around, as if looking for an opportunity to attack. In this way, as long as General Kusakabe does not take the initiative to attack, the witch's knockdown will be useless. If we let Tsukimi Inaba launch the attack first, we might have a chance. "Tsukimi is not the only one she has. Her attacks are also one-hit kills. She never needs a second hit." Senior Tsuda barely recovered from her discouragement and said with a wry smile.
One minute has passed on the field. You should know that in a formal kendo competition, the outcome can often be decided in just half a minute or even a dozen seconds. "Pay attention, if the time is up and the winner is still not decided, the one who gets one point first, Tsukimiri-sensei, will be the winner," Mr. Goto reminded as the referee. But General Kusakabe remained unmoved and continued to circle around with Tsukimi Inaba with the bamboo sword on his back. Another minute passed, and the calm aura emitted by Tsukimi Inaba suddenly changed, and the clear and sharp breath began to carry a hint of solemnity. He took a few small steps at first, and then Tsukimi Inaba's small body was like a cannonball. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground, suddenly jumped up from the spot, and jumped towards General Kusakabe's chest! Tsukimi Inaba's height is much smaller than that of General Kusakabe, so even with a leaping slash he can only cut towards the chest instead of slicing in half from the top of the head. "call--" The bamboo sword in her hand made a sound of cutting through the air. General Kusakabe had no way to avoid it. He held the sword in one hand and supported the back of the sword with the other, responding to the attack from above in the horizontal Ichimonji posture. "Crack!" The bamboo sword that Kusakabe held with both hands broke in the middle immediately, and Tsukimi Inaba's bamboo sword slashed his chest mercilessly. With a dull "bang" sound, General Kusakabe fell down. His tall body rolled several times on the ground like a gourd and rolled directly out of the field. General Kusakabe's eyes went dark and he fainted. Kendo emphasizes the unity of "qi, sword and body", that is, the qihe (shouting), the strike of the bamboo sword and the movement of the body should be consistent. The striking position should be shouted or a shout should be made immediately before and after hitting the opponent. No points will be scored if there is no qihe. After Tsukimi Inaba succeeded in his attack, he did not use Qi He, but slowly lowered his bamboo sword, obviously thinking that the victory or defeat was decided. "Kusakabe!" "The Minister!" Sensei Goto and several other boys from the kendo club rushed over, some taking off their visors and some taking off their protective gear. Matsudaira Chiyo opened her cherry-like mouth slightly, obviously a little surprised. The petite Tsukimi Ribata easily knocked down the tall leader of the kendo club. This scene of the small defeating the big was indeed quite shocking. "Miss, you see, this is it. If the opponent avoids the fight, Tsukimi will attack decisively. And she is very fast and strong, and she can knock people away with one blow." "Now I'm beginning to believe that Tsukimiri-san is stronger than Miyamoto Musashi." Matsudaira Chiyo said with a smile, supporting her chin. When Sensei Goto took off Kusakabe's kendo uniform, he saw a fist-sized lump on the right side of his chest. "How could you be so harsh!?" "Was that hand very heavy just now? I tried my best to hold back at the end." The usual indifferent voice came from under the mask of Tsukimi Inaba: "Don't worry, the collarbone is not broken. I can see it clearly." "Miss Matsudaira, our kendo club can no longer compete with such a monster!" Sensei Goto said angrily to Chiyo Matsudaira. "Okay, Mr. Goto, you and the other boys take the person to the infirmary first. I'm really sorry to trouble you today." Matsudaira Chiyo lowered her head slightly.
Then I saw the kendo instructor and several other boys helping the unconscious Kusakabe out of the kendo club. "That's why I want to give up kendo. Do you still want to compete?" Tsukimi Inaba said coldly. "Of course!" Matsudaira Chiyo showed no fear at all, instead she was eager to try. Senior Tsuda quickly came over and whispered in her ear, "Miss, you also saw the strange power of Tsukimi that easily broke the bamboo sword and knocked down the 140-pound Kusakabe senior to the ground. It's too dangerous!" "It's okay. Tsukimi-san didn't kill you. I will take the initiative to attack." Matsudaira Chiyo ordered: "Tsuda, come and help me get the mask." "How about it, do we have a chance of winning?" Uchiha Ming asked coldly. "Tsukimiri-san is so strong, there's definitely no such thing." Matsudaira Chiyo said this in a lively tone, but her face gave a different answer. After putting on their protective gear, Matsudaira Chiyo and Tsukimi Riinaba stood face to face with bamboo swords in their hands. There is no referee now. It is not a formal competition, but just a club activity. "Let me make it clear first, Tsukimiri-san, I'm very afraid of pain, so you can't use the same trick you use on big guys on me." Matsudaira Chiyo raised her hand and begged. "Of course, I won't avoid fighting." Tsukimi Inaba hesitated for a moment and nodded. Next, both sides took their respective stances. Matsudaira Chiyo leaned her left shoulder back, opened her right body and leaned forward, with the tip of her sword drooping and slightly tilted to the right. But the bamboo sword was raised quite high, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at Inaba's eyes under the mask in Tsukimi. "Natural rational flow, flat blue eyes." "Tsukimiri-san is really well-informed, as expected of the granddaughter of the chief kendo instructor of the Metropolitan Police Department." Matsudaira Chiyo smiled and then said nothing. The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became solemn. Suddenly, Matsudaira Chiyo moved like a rabbit, stood up and slid to the right side of Tsukimiri in an instant. Shrink the earth! This is a footwork that many sword-fighting and physical-martial arts schools have. By moving at high speed, one enters the opponent's blind spot, creating a visual effect like teleportation, making it impossible for the opponent to react. Matsudaira Chiyo launched a lightning-fast thrust, attacking Tsukimi Inaba's right eye from the blind spot. "Snapped!" Matsudaira Chiyo threw her bamboo sword high into the air. It was still the witch's knockdown move, and it had never failed. "I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"
Matsudaira Chiyo took off her mask, raised her hands high in surrender, and asked with a curious look on her face: "My kendo teacher said that I don't have much talent, so I'm only good at shrinking the ground. Although it's despicable, I still deliberately attacked from the blind spot of Tsukimiri-san's right eye. How did you grasp the timing?" Inaba in Tsukimi wears an eye patch on his right eye, and his blind spot is several times larger than that of a normal person. "My right eye can 'see' more clearly than my left eye." "Is that so? I should have thought of that earlier. During the competition, there will definitely be players who will try to break through the blind spot of Tsukimiri-san's right eye. Tsukimiri-san should have been used to it by now." Matsudaira Chiyo said with some annoyance. "Well, the club activity is a complete failure, so it ends here. It's a pity that Tsukimiri-san only defeated four people, and there is still one person left. Otherwise, she could have received the support department's dare to fight reward." "Isn't there another person here?" Inaba in Tsukimi turned her head to Uchiha Ming who had been watching the fight in the corner, but her expression could not be seen because of the mask. "Uchiha, Uchiha..." She said word by word, "I wanted to ask yesterday, Uchiha Xianmen, who is Uncle Xianmen to you?" Chapter 73 Metropolitan Police Department's Chief Stick Coach Uchiha. Uchiha is not a common surname. It can even be said to be rare. In the whole country, only the Uchiha clan, who have their ancestors living in the countryside of Shizuoka Prefecture, has this surname. The family is so small that they can be counted on one hand. From childhood to adulthood, whenever Uchiha Ming reported his surname, outsiders' reactions were only curiosity about the rare surname, rather than a sudden change of expression of "You are actually the strongest clan in the ninja world!" After all, this world is neither the Ninja World nor the previous life, but another parallel world. "Uchiha Senmon is my father. Does Tsukimiri know him?" Uchiha Ming was silent for a while and asked. "Uncle Uchiha..." Tsukimi Inaba said halfway, and suddenly changed the subject: "Uncle Xianmen is the disciple that grandfather admires the most. Uncle Xianmen has won the championship of the National Police Kendo Competition." "When I was a child, I received a lot of care from Uncle Xianmen." Uchiha Ming glanced at Matsudaira Chiyo and gave him a questioning look. Matsudaira Chiyo's eyes turned and she understood and said with a smile: "Tsukimi-sato's grandfather is the chief kendo instructor of the Metropolitan Police Department, and his students are all over the world." The chief kendo instructor of the Metropolitan Police Department, he is also the chief stick coach of the 40,000 police officers in Tokyo. Even now in the 21st century, Japan's police system attaches great importance to kendo. There are national police kendo competitions every year, and police kendo is also the largest force in the kendo world today. The father of the Japanese police, Superintendent Toshiaki Kawaji, wrote a book called "Fencing and Re-discussion", repeatedly emphasizing the practical value of swordsmanship. In the 12th year of the Meiji era, the Metropolitan Police Department selected a large group of outstanding swordsmen as swordsmanship instructors for its own police officers, and combined the strengths of hundreds of schools to create the police-style swordsmanship that met its own police needs. Not only is it a historical tradition, but kendo can also be very useful for police officers who are unable to shoot and can only use batons on duty. Since Uchiha Senmon is an officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, it is natural for him to practice kendo. "Want to compete? With me." Tsukimi Inaba, who is cold as ice and not very interested in anything, challenges Uchiha Naruto to battle. "To be the champion of the National Police Kendo Tournament, that's truly amazing. Like father, like son. Uchiha-san and Tsukimi-san are also descendants of famous kendo families. It's a rare opportunity for two geniuses to clash."
Matsudaira Chiyo, with an excited expression on her face, was watching the fun and adding fuel to the fire. "I'm not interested in my father's affairs." Uchiha Ming said expressionlessly. Although he knew that Uchiha Senmon was very outstanding, one in a million, Uchiha Ming did not have much admiration for his father, because Uchiha Senmon had sent him to his hometown since he was a child, and due to his busy official duties, there always seemed to be a gap between father and son. "So, no comparison?"
