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Aoba looked at the wooden sword approaching in front of her, and she admired this Kuki Takeshi in her heart. It seemed that he was indeed the strongest master of kendo, so he was able to use the power of a mortal to slash this sharp sword wind with a wooden sword. , One must admit that Kunuki Takeo is a respectable martial arts expert.

　　 If someone else is standing here, even if they are not hit by the wooden knife, they will be cut in half by the wind of the knife, but unfortunately, they encountered him.

　　 As the light faded, Kuki Miki rubbed her eyes pierced by the light, and looked nervously at Grandpa and Asama Aoba in the field.

　　Grandpa.........Is it possible to defeat the opponent again as before.

　　 In the memory of Kuki Miki, grandpa always liked such a smile, no matter what kind of difficulties he encountered, he could defeat all opponents with his own power.

Except for an old guy who came to challenge his door a few years ago and had a match with his grandfather, he has never encountered anyone who can defeat his grandfather in the martial arts. Every time his grandfather goes out and returns from a martial arts contest, he looks like he smiles. , Miki Kuki is deeply impressed, maybe grandpa will continue to win like this, she thought that way when she was still young, until today........

　　The appearance in the field finally appeared in the sight of Miki Kuki, but when she saw the scene in the field, tears fell drop by drop, biting her lip, and forcibly resisted crying.

Kunuki Takeo was panting. At this moment, his heart and lungs were about to explode, and his muscles were trembling. He could even feel that the arm that pulled the knife had been dislocated. He felt it. Under the pressure of Asama Aoba, just now That blow had surpassed his previous limit, and almost his physical skills had broken through the peak at that moment. This blow, Juhezhan, would probably be the strongest blow he could make in his life.

　　 Sweat dripped down his hair and fell on his feet. Because he was bowing his head, Kunuki Takeo didn't know the result of the attack, but he didn't regret it anyway. After all, he had already cut it out.

As he slowly raised his head and looked at Asama Aoba in front of him, tears seemed to come out of his eyes, his lips trembled, and his heart was full of bitterness. The words are true, if you don’t become a swordsman, it’s just a joke after all... Is it?

　　 I hit Iai Zan with all his strength and was caught by Asama Aoba with just two fingers.

　　Kuuki Takeo shook his head, slowly put away the cut out wooden sword, and straightened his body that was trembling due to the loss of strength. This was his only glory at this moment.

　　 "You won, Asama-sama!"

　　 "Accepted!"

"Thank...Thank you." Kuki Takeo said helplessly. This scene is like dreaming. Just a few days ago, he was still energetic with his old friend. After a fight, he finally said with a look of contempt that his body would not work well when he was old.

　　 Now, Kuki Takeo really doesn’t know how to evaluate himself, is he not strong? Absolutely impossible, Kuki Takeo is self-aware of himself, after all, the title of the strongest kendo master is completely played out one by one by himself, not given by others.

　　 But if you say that you are very strong, Kuki Takeo feels that he really wants to find a pit and jump into it, cover it with soil, and erect a stone monument, and the people who are ashamed of the book will be buried here.

　　I worked hard for a lifetime and practiced kendo for a lifetime. Among the people I knew, I really couldn't find anyone who walked further in kendo than I did, including my dead father and grandfather. But now, is it true that I have really practiced on a dog for the rest of my life?

　　 Even if he has exhausted everything he has, even if he has burned himself out, he still can't shake a single point of him.

　　Kuuki Takeo is standing on the road of Kendo, as if...............the other side can't be seen at all.

　　 It turns out that this is the swordsman, no wonder the ancestors of the family have been targeting it for hundreds of years.

　　~ I am really envious, what kind of scenery can people who reach that step see..........

　　 "Grandpa, are you okay." Miki Kuki came forward, who felt that the atmosphere was not right, her eyes flushed and looked at the gradually debilitating grandpa, with all worries in her eyes.

　　Kunuki Takeo looked at Kunuki Miki and shook his head, indicating that it was okay. The blow was still bearable. After all, he was so old, wouldn't he just lose once?

　　 As for whether he really resisted, he would know when he looked at the eyes of Kuki Takeo.

　　Kuuki Takeo looked at Asama Aoba again, hesitated in his expression, but after a change of expression, he made up his mind and looked firmly at the opponent.

"Master Asama, you just let the old man see his powerlessness and clearly feel the gap between yourself and the swordsman, but the old man still can’t let it end like this, because the old man didn’t see you take action, the old man finally A request from you, can you let the old man see your swordsmanship."

This sentence is actually a bit too much. I lost in the competition, but once again asked the winner to show his swordsmanship. If I met such a person when I was young, I might just walk away or kill with a sword. .

　　Kuuki Takeo looked ashamed, but he was really unwilling. Although he knew the gap, he hadn't fully seen the realm of swordsmanship he had pursued in his entire life, so he made this plea.

Kuki Miki also looked at Asama Aoba with anxiety. Although she was worried about whether her grandpa could accept the failure, she did not feel any resentment towards Asama Aoba in her heart. Instead, she was very grateful for him for separating herself and her grandpa from the Kuki. Freed from the shackles of family ancestors.

　　 But she also had the same idea as her grandfather, but it was a pity that she didn't see the swordsmanship in the realm of swordsmanship.

　　 "Uh? Is that?" Aoba knew what Kuki Takeo meant, but it was really not that Aoba didn't want to make a move. At the beginning of the competition, Aoba really wanted to have an incisive battle.

But what happened later made him feel that the skills he got from the system were not so simple things, so he didn't dare to make a move, just because he was afraid that he would not be able to take it all at once, in case he sent away the old man of nine ghosts... ....How to do.

　　 After all, there is no deep hatred, but as long as it is not in the course of a battle, it doesn't matter if you demonstrate it.

　　 "Well, it's not a problem. It doesn't need to be like this. It's just a demonstration of swordsmanship." Aoba promised with full mouth, and signaled Kunuki Takeo and Kunuki Miki not to be so pleading.

"Really...really? Thank you so much, then please use this knife." After hearing Asama Aoba's answer, Miki Kuji cast an excited look at her grandpa next to her. So he directly handed the boy Kei An Tsuna in his hand~www.ltnovel.com~ Aoba looked at the knife in his hand, and after looking up and down, it really couldn't be compared with his demon sword village Masaru. This knife is also It's just a sharp knife with a little bit of spirituality, besides, it doesn't contain any special power.

　　 But this is just as it should be. If this is really a demon sword of the same level as Mura Masa, it is impossible for anyone from the Nine Ghosts to hold it, let alone use it, it is simply looking for death.

　　 My own village is what I have already seen. If an ordinary person holds it, he will be directly controlled by the sword and become a bloodthirsty demon, let alone an ordinary mortal family.

　　 "Clang!"

Aoba pulled it out and looked at the reflection on the blade. Just holding it in his hand, he could feel the sharp aura coming from the blade. Even if hundreds of years have passed, it will still be like this. Effect. For this ordinary world, this is indeed a unique and good knife. With the touch of spirituality on the knife, its value can never be measured by worldly money.

　　 "Well, yes, it is indeed a good knife." No matter what, I still have to praise it. After all, the nine ghosts of the family have been protected for hundreds of years like heirlooms, and Aoba can't help but save face.

"This knife, according to records, was a special ore that the ancestors found from a stranger at that time. It was made by countless craftsmen for hundreds of days. Except for the only few in history, there is no one. A knife can be compared to the boy of the Nine Ghosts family. In the family records, a general who was willing to exchange several cities for this knife four hundred years ago was given to the head of the Nine Ghosts family at that time. He refused directly." Kuki Takeo looked at the knife in Aoba's hand with affectionate expression.

　　 "This is a unique weapon!!!"