Giken was indeed a seasoned veteran. Being able to maintain the dojo at the top level, he possessed great ability and reacted instantly.
This matter had to be covered up first.
Shinnosuke swung his sword without any particular feeling. This slash was just an ordinary slash, without using his heart.
"Kojima, come here too."
Giken naturally saw the scratch on Kojima's face. This wound was shallow, and it wasn't bleeding anymore, but the bloodstain was definitely there.
Sword energy? This was too exaggerated, wasn't it?
In any case, the Musashi Dojo was saved!
The Musashi father and son turned around and left with Shinnosuke and Kojima, leaving the bewildered people in the dojo. After a brief silence, a commotion broke out.
"Oh my god! A wooden sword cut another wooden sword? Really?"
"Did you guys see it? There's a scar on Kojima-senpai's face, this is too much, isn't it? Could it be that we're living in a manga world?"
The aura of Shinnosuke's sword slash just now had conquered everyone, including a straight black-haired girl standing in the corner.
Yukinoshita Yukino was currently deep in thought.
Of course, she could see that Giken's words just now were just an excuse. He had no idea that Shinnosuke's kendo level was actually that high.
Could it be that she had been living in a world with supernatural powers all along?
Otherwise, how could that man named Nohara Shinnosuke just now use a wooden sword to directly cut another wooden sword, with such a smooth cut, and then leave a wound on the senior's face from a distance?
Moving from Chiba to Shuchi'in Academy, coming to this dojo to learn kendo at her mother's request, she didn't expect such a surprise…
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"Kojima, go treat your wound first; it's not good if it leaves a scar. Remember, don't tell anyone about this, understand?"
"Don't worry, Sensei."
People who studied at the dojo could call Giken Sensei, and Kojima was considered a student Giken paid quite a bit of attention to.
"Um, let's go, to my room."
Giken walked in front, his pace quickening, almost running.
This was also unavoidable. He had an unreliable son like Kenta, who, for the sake of practicing some ultimate kendo move, ran away as soon as he grew up.
Saying he was practicing an ultimate move, searching for his own kendo, didn't that mean he didn't agree with the ideology of Kyoshin Meichi Ryu?
Now his hand was suddenly severely injured; the doctor said he could no longer hold a sword. Even holding chopsticks made his hand tremble, and every time he tried to exert force, his tendons felt like they were being cut by a knife.
His son returned, but he didn't agree with the ideology of Kyoshin Meichi Ryu at all. The dojo would most likely decline.
Just at this moment, an unparalleled genius suddenly appeared?
Arriving at the room, Giken's expression became serious.
"Shinnosuke, is it true that you haven't practiced kendo for many years?"
"That slash just now, was it a coincidence or what?"
"I indeed haven't practiced kendo for a long time. That slash just now…"
Shinnosuke thought for a moment. Did he need to hide his abilities now?
Joke! He was a natural swordsman! As long as he used a sword and not a firearm, who in this small Japan was his opponent?
At least in terms of kendo, Shinnosuke also wanted to find his own direction. Avoiding and hiding was definitely not his kendo.
"It was just an ordinary slash."
Just an ordinary slash?
The corner of Giken's lips couldn't help but twitch.
"How about this, in a while, I'll invite my junior disciple to test your abilities, and then arrange a kendo level advancement exam for you, how does that sound?"
"As long as you can achieve a ranking in the tournament, you will inherit this dojo in the future!"
"Although the strength of the Musashi Dojo isn't very strong, but because the requirements of Kyoshin Meichi Ryu are quite strict and it has considerable artistic value, it's very popular among the upper class. Many children from wealthy families will have their names listed here, so you don't have to worry about income."
Giken very much wanted to tie a genius like Shinnosuke to their dojo.
"And this famous sword – Kyoshin, the heirloom of the Kyoshin Meichi Ryu style, will also be passed down to you!"
Giken pointed to a beautiful sword stored in its scabbard on the shelf behind him and said.
Kenta also didn't mind. He didn't want to inherit this dojo; otherwise, he wouldn't have run away in the first place.
"I don't agree with the ideology of Kyoshin Meichi Ryu; I want to find my own kendo."
"No problem! Young people should indeed pursue their own dreams! As long as you acknowledge yourself as the heir to the Musashi Dojo!"
Kenta's mouth hung wide open. How could this be? Was this really his father?
"In that case, I have no problem."
"Good! Very good!"
After confirming this, Giken was very happy.
"I'll take care of the follow-up matters. Don't practice swords in the dojo today; practice next time when there's an opportunity."
Shinnosuke's slash just now was indeed a bit world-shocking, but as long as it was handled properly, it wouldn't cause any impact. Other dojos would only think it was a diversionary tactic he pulled out.
"Kenta, you take Shinnosuke home. While not everyone has completely abandoned us yet, I want to contact my old friends."
Managing this dojo alone was very tiring. Giken, who was already desperate, suddenly saw a bright future!
As Shinnosuke's talent gradually unfolded, the Musashi Dojo would definitely reach its peak. At that time, even if the name of the Musashi Dojo was changed to the Nohara Dojo, it wouldn't matter!
"My father is just like that; besides wanting to make the dojo bigger, he doesn't care about anything else."
After the two of them left the dojo, Kenta whispered while complaining, his expression a bit complicated.
"Really? Why do I feel like Grandpa Teacher cares a lot about you, but you're the one who's a bit stubborn."
Shinnosuke's sarcasm was very sharp, as if a sword had pierced Kenta's heart.
"Damn it… how can you talk to your teacher like that!"
"But, am I really a bit stubborn?"
Kenta stood in place and thought for a moment. It seemed he was indeed a bit stubborn? He raised his head and saw that Shinnosuke had already walked far away without him noticing.
"No need to see me off, I'll take the train myself."
'What a truly precocious kid!'
Kenta shook his head and finally realized that he was indeed a bit stubborn. His father also didn't have it easy managing the dojo, so he planned to go back and help him with the dojo's affairs.
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On the train, Shinnosuke felt increasingly confused. That slash just now, it was indeed as he said, just an ordinary slash.
He still didn't understand, for what reason did he swing his sword.