Chapter 522
"Yes, Master... I know."
Jinwei Tong and Natsume Chikage walked slowly to the three of them.
Seeing this, Kojima Yoshinobu hurriedly took a step forward, bowed in a standard and respectful posture, his forehead almost level with his knees:
"Welcome, both of you!"
His voice was full of respect.
And Horie Kenichi, who was still a bit sleepy, felt as if he had been struck by an electric current the moment his gaze clearly captured Jinwei Tong.
The expression on his face that didn't care about anything instantly dissolved, replaced by unexpected amazement and heartbeat.
He felt his silent heartbeat skip a beat and then accelerate crazily.
Arai Kotaro beside him keenly noticed his junior brother's loss of composure, quickly used his elbow to touch Horie secretly and forcefully, his eyes warning him sternly, and then he also bowed deeply and said solemnly:
"Welcome, both of you!"
Horie Kenichi was awakened by this touch, hurriedly followed and lowered his head somewhat awkwardly, his voice somewhat vague due to panic:
"Welcome... both of you..."
After finishing this somewhat hasty greeting.
He couldn't wait to raise his head, his gaze locked firmly again on the silver-haired girl—Jinwei Tong—who, although expressionless, possessed breathtaking beauty.
The more he looked, the more his heart swayed.
The eyes that were originally lacking interest in everything were now shining amazingly, and his cheeks also flushed with imperceptible redness.
It felt like countless fireworks were exploding in his heart, a kind of "love at first sight" that was almost destined.
He even felt a strong urge that "it must be her"!
And just at this time.
Horie Kenichi's fiery gaze finally split a little and landed on the boy beside Jinwei Tong.
He turned his head to look subconsciously.
When he saw Natsume Chikage standing side by side with Jinwei Tong with a straight posture, even Horie Kenichi, who considered himself quite handsome, couldn't help but feel a sense of amazement at being burned by the light.
What followed was a sense of shame at being inferior, almost instinctive.
This made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and a sour suspicion surged in his heart: could this person... be Jinwei Tong's boyfriend?
If that's true... the difficulty of winning the beauty's heart is simply like ascending to heaven.
And Arai Kotaro and Kojima Yoshinobu beside him were also secretly surprised after seeing Natsume Chikage's appearance clearly.
They have walked in various circles and have seen many people, but they have never seen a teenager with such clean temperament and such handsome appearance.
Jinwei Tong seemed to be completely unaware of the subtle emotional fluctuations around her, and still explained in that flat, waveless voice that could not hear any emotion:
"This is the person who needs the three of you to guide with all your strength in the next two weeks."
Kojima Yoshinobu knew the power and terror of the Yutang family, and his attitude became more respectful, asking carefully:
"Excuse me, may I ask how to address you, and this teenager?"
Before Natsume Chikage could speak, Jinwei Tong had already answered for him, her tone without ups and downs:
"You don't need to address me specially."
She tilted her head slightly and signaled Natsume Chikage.
"As for him, during the training period, you can call him 'A-kun'."
Hearing this, Natsume Chikage's mouth twitched slightly imperceptibly.
But he was too lazy to complain about this casual nickname.
As long as she is happy.
Kojima Yoshinobu's expression tightened, and he nodded heavily, remembering this name firmly:
"I understand."
He raised his head and continued to ask cautiously:
"Then, may I ask what exactly we should do this time? What is the goal of the guidance?"
Jinwei Tong clarified the requirements clearly, as if stating a very ordinary task:
"I need you to temper A-kun to the strength level sufficient to win the Tamaryuki championship in the next two weeks."
"Strength to win the Tamaryuki championship?"
Arai Kotaro couldn't help but repeat subconsciously, then realized it was rude, hurriedly restrained his expression, but the shock in his eyes still hadn't fully faded.
He looked at Natsume Chikage, tried to keep his tone steady, and asked:
"May I ask A-kun... have you had any foundation or experience in kendo training before?"
Natsume Chikage shook his head frankly and told the truth:
"No. Today is the first time I've officially come into contact with it."
This answer made Arai Kotaro, who had personally experienced the cruel slaughter of Tamaryuki and finally won the championship, couldn't help but be stunned again, his pupils widening slightly.
Actually... never practiced before?
And the goal is to reach the level of winning the championship within two weeks?
How is this possible?
It's simply a fantasy, absolutely impossible!
He knew deeply that every kendo player qualified to stand on the Tamaryuki field and win the championship had been practicing hard since childhood, year after year, without stopping in cold or heat.
What's more, there is no lack of gifted people called "geniuses."
He had already heard that among the high school players participating this time, there was even a personal disciple of the "Reiwa Era's Strongest Sword Saint."
It is rumored that the person's talent is not inferior to his teacher's when he was young.
To let this A-kun with no foundation in front of him face such a strong enemy and win the championship?
It's simply daydreaming!
And Horie Kenichi, who had won the Tamaryuki championship only a few years ago, heard this conversation, and a sneer of contempt rose in his heart, shaking his head secretly again and again.
He just felt that the ideas of these high-ranking big family people were really absurd and ridiculous.
It's one thing to let a raw hand who has never touched a bamboo sword come to accept training.
What's more outrageous is that they actually require this seventeen-year-old boy to win Tamaryuki in two weeks?
This is simply here to be funny!
He and his senior brother Arai Kotaro had indeed won the Tamaryuki championship.
But the two of them had also been struggling in the dojo since they were ignorant children, practicing day after day.
They had even followed their famous teacher Kojima Yoshinobu for many years, accepting the most rigorous guidance.
Even so, their road to the championship was full of hardships and pain that ordinary people could not imagine.
And the opponents they faced on the field were no less strong than them.
The reason why the two could finally pick the laurel, besides strength, also relied on a little luck and on-the-spot state, which can be said to be a combination of heaven, earth, and people.
The facts also proved this cruelly.
The dojo they were in had over a hundred apprentices.
But the only ones who could represent the school and bring back the Tamaryuki championship were the two of them.
It can be seen that the difficulty is high, which can be called thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.
What's more, he also heard that for this Tamaryuki tournament, the strongest disciple of the "Sword Saint" had also confirmed participation.
Then there is no need to say more!
Kojima Yoshinobu's face also became more solemn, his brows locked, forming a deep "chuan" character pattern.
He just felt that this task was really a big trouble, and a huge stone seemed to be pressing on his heart.
Although it is said that every kendo player participating in Tamaryuki is still a high school student.
However, this does not mean that these people's strength is low.
On the contrary—those who can be carefully selected by various high school kendo departments and entrusted with important tasks to participate are all outstanding people.
And some high schools with deep foundations will even set up special recruitment channels to collect those gifted kendo seedlings.
Especially some prestigious high schools with a long history are most keen on this.
Especially those schools and students with deep origins in the police system.
Kendo is almost a compulsory skill for their future career!
You don't understand kendo? Or is your kendo level mediocre?
Then I'm sorry, your future promotion path will probably be full of thorns!
This is by no means a joke!
End of Chapter
