manynovel Chapter 568: Not as Good as Big Brother
Chapter 568: Not as Good as Big Brother
Chapter 568: Not as Good as Big Brother
"Don't be nervous, I will cooperate with you."
In the field, Chiba Kenichi said to the student on the opposite side with a smile. He knew that facing someone like him who was so much stronger in both physical strength and kendo skills, the student on the opposite side would be extremely nervous.
The fact was just as he thought, Hatagoro held the bamboo sword much more tightly than usual.
Although the eldest brother did not say it explicitly, the fact that he specifically named himself to appear first was enough to explain the matter.
When I was in middle school in Dongcheng, whenever I participated in a kendo competition, as long as my eldest brother or the military advisor saw that the other team was strong, they would directly put themselves in the first place, go up and dampen the opponent's spirit, and give my teammates some confidence, so that Kuroda and the others would not be caught off guard right from the start.
Of course he also heard the voice of Director Arisugawa on the sidelines. With that brilliant resume, he was almost the most powerful person he had ever seen besides his eldest brother. He must be a very powerful character, so he must go all out!
"Oh hiss!"
After responding loudly, the two of them turned around and bowed to Director Arisugawa and Hojo Kyosuke.
The referee waved the flag, the match began, and the two men immediately entered fighting mode.
Under the mask, Hatagoro gnashed his teeth, bared his fangs, and stared with his eyes as big as a cow. This was what his elder brother taught him:
"If you feel scared, then make yourself fierce, even if it's just appearance. Don't let your opponent see your inner weakness, don't let the other party know that you are easy to bully."
After receiving such instruction, he first practiced with his elder brother after joining the Tojo Junior High School Kendo Club. At that time, although his elder brother had said that he would not take the initiative to attack, but... Hojo Kyousuke, his invincible elder brother, just stood there, staring at him with those eyes hidden under the horizontal gold, and Hatagoro was so scared that he couldn't even move his toes.
It felt like... as if he would be killed instantly if he raised his bamboo sword. He simply couldn't muster up the courage to swing the sword.
He knew he was wearing protective gear and knew it was just an illusion, but he was still afraid.
At that moment, Hatagoro finally understood what his elementary school teacher who taught him kendo meant: "When exchanging swords, you should convey to your opponent the spirit that you want to chop you to death."
But even though the teacher said so, whether he was sparring with a teacher who looked three times older than him, or sparring with a peer in the dojo who had a "life-and-death feud" with him, he never felt the so-called "I will chop you to death" spirit. At that time, he thought it was the teacher's gentleness, and was afraid that if he really scared him to tears, he would be in trouble with his parents.
But that peer, they had hit each other with bricks on the road, and the worst time was when they had five stitches on their heads. If they had the chance to fight openly, they would try their best to kill each other. Many times, the sparring was so intense that the teacher and the assistant had to forcibly separate the two, but Hatagoro could not feel the "spirit" from his peer. Instead, he could feel the other's saliva spraying on his face when they exchanged swords. Fortunately, it was mixed with sweat and he did not smell the stench of the dried saliva.
It’s really strange. Am I the only one who wants to kill the other person?
Thinking of this, Hatagoro actually felt a little guilty. After all, he really wanted to kill his peer, although he had no memory of how the conflict between them started. He was a good boy, and after realizing his mistake, he quickly found his peer and apologized. But before apologizing, he wanted to confirm one thing.
"Hey, Tiemie, when you were fighting with me, did you feel that I wanted to kill you?"
"Huh? What idiotic words are you talking about? Of course I do, because I want to kill you too!"
What? So he still wants to kill me? But why don't I feel it?
The apology came to nothing, and Hata Goro went to the dojo to find his kendo teacher and earnestly asked him to let him feel "the spirit of I will chop you to death". The teacher looked at his favorite student and thought that he was a promising talent, who might have a chance to have his own encyclopedia entry in the future, and then he himself could become famous as a kendo teacher. So he did not hide his incompetence and showed his well-honed spirit.
As a result, Hata Goro was greatly disappointed, as the teacher still did not want to kill him.
As he grew older, Hatagoro's physical fitness improved, and his fighting... and kendo skills became better and better. He no longer needed to rely on hitting his peers with black bricks to retaliate against them. He could beat their opponents openly. But unfortunately, every time he wanted to kill the opponent, his peers were not afraid at all and would still secretly hit him with black bricks.
Asshole, if I had the courage to “chop him to death”, my peers would be scared to death.
Such confusion continued to follow Hatagoro until he entered Tojo and met Hojo Kyosuke.
He, my eldest brother, really wants to kill himself!
The face under the mask was pale, sweat had blurred his vision, and Goro Hata could hear his own heartbeat amidst the heavy breathing.
Dongdong——dongdong——
It’s over, my heart is about to jump out of my chest with fear, I’m going to die.
As he was thinking this, he saw the big brother opposite him put down his bamboo sword and a smile appeared on his cold face.
"Atian, boys can't be so timid."
That's what the eldest brother said. Hatagoro, who had at least twenty stitches on his head, smiled foolishly. He then realized that he was a coward.
"If you feel scared, then make yourself fierce, even if it's just appearance. Don't let your opponent see your inner weakness, don't let the other party know that you are easy to bully."
The eldest brother said this again, and took out his mobile phone to find a few pictures of Noh masks, and asked me to pick one I liked and imitate it.
But even so, as soon as the referee shouted "start", he was still very scared facing his elder brother who was holding the bamboo sword tightly and ready to fight. The elder brother had no choice but to throw away the bamboo sword and told him to chop hard.
This time Hata Goro dared to do it. He walked over bravely, shouted "Hiya" and swung his sword.
With a snap, the bamboo sword was caught between the elder brother's palms and could not move forward. Before Hatagoro could react, the bamboo sword was taken away.
"You mean, you can kill me whether I have a knife or not?" Hatagoro said with a sad face.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm a timid person, so..."
The big brother opposite smiled embarrassedly and returned the bamboo sword to himself.
It turns out that the eldest brother is also a coward. Because he is timid and afraid of death, he works hard to practice and master the sword art that is all-powerful.
He is so cowardly that he can only feel at ease after killing all his enemies.
Hata Goro realized it, so every time he practiced with his elder brother, he swung his sword with all his strength, with the determination to kill his elder brother.
To learn how to hit someone, you must first learn how to be hit. This principle applies to any competitive sport, and the same is true for kendo. Feel the tip of the sword full of murderous intent, overcome your fear of retreating, and every resolute blow is not only an external output, but also an internal tempering.
As long as I kill such a powerful big brother, no one can hurt me.
With this belief, Hatagoro's strength improved by leaps and bounds, quickly surpassing all his predecessors, becoming one of the five regulars and even becoming a deputy general.
But a new doubt arises. I am happy when I beat up the big brother with others, and I am also happy when I am chopped away by the big brother. But... why is it that when I face the big brother, as long as the big brother is serious, I will still be scared to the point of cold hands and feet.
The longer he trained with his elder brother, the more he felt that he was amazing. Not only was he very strong, but he also had a very good eye, and he could tell at a glance that he was a coward.
Hey, it turns out that I am a timid, kind and gentle man.
During the holidays, Hatagoro returned to his hometown and went to fight his peers as usual.
But what he didn't expect was that when faced with him holding a baseball bat, his peer was so scared that he pissed himself and sat on the ground, backing away, crying and begging him not to kill him.
Huh? What's going on? Hatagoro didn't understand, so he asked directly:
"Didn't I tell you I wanted to kill you?"
"I didn't expect you to be serious this time!"
Confused, Hatagoro put down his baseball bat, and he didn't see his peers again for the entire holiday.
Oh, I understand!
Hata Goro realized again. It turned out that it was not that his teacher and peers did not have the "bubble of wanting to kill themselves", but that their awareness, their courage, and their strength were too weak, just like a mouse trying to trip an elephant.
Big brother, he probably has never felt such courage in himself?
Mr. Kenichi Chiba is a very famous policeman. He might have caught a serial killer. I believe he must be very courageous!
Thinking of this, Hatagoro's expression became even more ferocious, and his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out.
Huh? What's wrong with this guy? Is he going to kill me?
Chiba Kenichi raised his eyebrows. It wasn't that he was timid, but the expression of the student opposite him was too scary. If it weren't for the mask, he was afraid that the student would jump over and bite him.
The two looked at each other affectionately, and beneath Hatagoro's fierce expression was a heart filled with doubt and fear.
What’s going on? Why am I not afraid at all? Why don’t I feel the courage to kill myself?
Could it be that Mr. Chiba is even more powerful than his eldest brother, so powerful that he can paralyze his own brain?
Guru
After swallowing his saliva, Hata Goro knew that he could no longer observe and had to take the initiative and attack. He had to cut him down no matter what!
“Ahh——Noodles!!”
With a strange cry, Hata Goro stepped forward, raised the bamboo sword without hesitation and swung it hard.
Wow, the speed and momentum are pretty good.
Chiba Kenichi thought in amazement, and he moved his feet. As his body turned, he raised himself up to meet Hatagoro's bamboo sword and pushed it aside.
Are today's high school students so talented?
He thought with interest, but this level only surprised him. Among those he had fought, there were many legends in the police world, the youngest eighth-level swordsman, modern Musashi, and the strongest swordsman, Mr. Miyazaki Shohei. Although it was just a puppet used for demonstration during class, it was enough to show how powerful he was.
With plenty of time to think about random things, he hesitated for a while and decided to end the first round with a beating on the face. He could be gentler afterwards, but he had to perform at his best in the first round to let the high school students know how good he was.
Thinking of this, he was about to get serious when he heard another loud roar in his ears:
"hand!"
what?
Even though Chiba Kenichi was used to strange shouts and screams, such a spirited shout still made his ears dizzy.
Turning his head, he saw the student opposite him with a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to kill someone. He had freed the bamboo sword from his control and was chopping straight towards his hand.
The sixth-dan trainee was startled and quickly pulled himself together, moving his bamboo sword diagonally to barely block the attack.
Bastard, do you want to break my hand?
Feeling the strength in his hand, Chiba Kenichi was shocked again. The force of this knife was much greater than the previous one that hit his face.
He almost got hurt due to his carelessness. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He pushed the student's bamboo sword away and took a step back.
I have already let him take one move, now let the younger generations see the strength of a mature man.
Thinking of this, the trainee 6th dan shouted "Do" and chopped Hatagoro's abdomen cleanly.
The three referees on the sidelines raised the flag together. It was a beautiful goal without any controversy.
See, kid, even if you were careless for a moment, your uncle's strength is not comparable to yours. You must practice harder in the future.
Shinichi Chiba held the bamboo sword upside down and bowed to the student opposite him.
Sure enough, if I wasn't wearing armor, if he hit me, I could also hit him, and at most we would both die together, but it would be worse than just a hair of my brother.
Hatagoro held the knife upside down, bowed with a silly smile.
Pah pah pah pah——
Director Arisugawa applauded and looked at Hojo Kyosuke and said:
"Your level is really good. You are worthy of being the player who dominated the national competition in middle school."
"No, no, Chiba-san showed mercy. The gap between a sixth-degree trainee and a third-degree kendo master is truly astonishing." Hojo Kyosuke exclaimed.
There was not even a moment to mourn Hata Goro's failure, as the next person to rush to the battlefield was Eikichi Onizuka, a professional beater designated by Mitsuha Miyamizu.
Ms. Miyamizu is kind-hearted and knows that I have wanted to play PC for a long time.
Onizuka Eikichi stood in the middle of the field, eager to try. As a drag racer, he could only run away when he met the traffic police. Although the chase was fun, Onizuka was always a man with dreams and ideals. He had already thought about how to show off to his girlfriend when he got back, saying that he was a big shot in the Tokyo police force, and that he beat him up and kept calling him "big brother", and promised that no one would dare to catch him for drag racing in the future.
In the field, Eikichi Onizuka was even a little taller than Kenichi Chiba, but he was not as strong as the other.
what happened?
Aren’t these little devils afraid of me?
Chiba Kenichi looked at the arrogant young man opposite him and felt confused.
Just now, Hatagoro was so ferocious that he seemed to want to bite him, and now, Onizuka Eikichi even gave him an illusion that the other party was holding a baseball bat instead of a bamboo sword.
The referee waved the flag and the game began.
Without hesitation, Onizuka Eikichi raised the bamboo sword above his head with one hand and rushed towards the opposite side.
With one hand, raise the knife above the head?
So arrogant?
Looking at the actions of the student on the opposite side, Chiba Kenichi became angry. His original plan of letting the opponent win in the second round changed to letting the opponent win in the third round.
"noodle!"
With a loud shout, he leaped forward, holding his bamboo sword higher than Onizuka Eikichi's. His movements were incredibly fast, and before Onizuka's bamboo sword could fall, he chopped it straight down, hitting the opponent's mask heavily.
call--
Three referees raised their flags and Chiba Kenichi scored.
What’s going on? Why can that guy Hata Goro fight back and forth, but I can be killed in one hit?
Eikichi Onizuka felt dizzy and fell back to his seat with a bitter face.
Seeing Onizuka lose so badly, Mitsuha Miyamizu laughed out loud, and the other members of the Runaway Angels laughed more happily than each other.
After making sure that his subordinates were fully aware of Chiba Kenichi's strength, Hojo Kyosuke then named the subordinates with average strength to be beaten.
Chiba Kenichi discovered why these students were all aiming at his hands and chopping them.
Regardless of whether the first move was "noodles" or "body", the next move would definitely be to chop off the hands. And the technique and force of chopping off the hands were far superior to other moves.
The scores are the same. Chopping the hand will not get more points than hitting the face. What's wrong with young people nowadays? Shouldn't they pursue hitting the face? Hitting the face can better show the skills and prestige?
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