Chapter 422 What is a Genius
The sword hall is very large and is divided into different areas. At this time, there are still many men and women practicing against each other in each area.
Ikenami Shizuka walked in gracefully, holding a wooden sword in her hand.
She first looked around, then took off her clogs, skillfully tied her inky long hair behind her head, and then walked slowly towards a relatively sparsely populated area.
She was going to warm up first.
When Hanyu Kusunoki also walked into the sword hall, he immediately found Ikenami Shizuka in the crowd. Her temperament was so transcendent that people couldn't help but look at her sideways.
At this moment, Ikeha Shizuka was concentrating on waving the wooden sword in her hand with a movement full of power and momentum.
"Shinto no-mind flow..."
After stopping to watch for a while, Hanyu Kusunoki recognized the sword style that the beautiful woman practiced, which was a style that focused on overwhelm the opponent with momentum and force during combat.
It fits her gentle yet somewhat competitive personality.
After thinking for a moment with his head tilted, Hanyu Kusunoki quietly walked behind a pillar where no one was paying attention, took out his changing camera, and changed into a black kendo uniform.
After tidying up his clothes, he walked back to a step and sat down quietly, supporting his chin with both hands, his eyes focused, and just admired it quietly.
In the center of the kendo hall, after finishing a set of movements and warming up, Ikeba Shizuka was breathing slightly. Just as she was about to reach out to wipe the sweat off her head, a young girl in a white kendo uniform came over.
"Hello, can I ask you for advice?"
The young girl held the sword and clasped her fists, bowing deeply.
"can."
Ikeba Shizuka nodded in agreement, but she couldn't vent out her anger just by warming up on her own.
This is a good opportunity to let go.
The two stood still, each getting into position, and the young girl asked, "Do you need to wear a face mask?"
"Need not."
Ikebo Shizuka answered simply.
As soon as she finished speaking, the young girl shouted loudly and took the lead in attacking. Her sword was as fast as the wind.
Ikebo Jinghua's eyes narrowed, she dodged sideways, and quickly struck back with the wooden sword in her hand. In an instant, a momentum began to gather on her.
At the beginning, the young girls were able to launch continuous attacks with great momentum.
But after Ikeba Shizuka's several powerful counterattacks, her wrist began to feel numb and her sword moves became a little messy.
After a few more moves, Ikeba Jinghua saw the opportunity, moved sideways, and with clean and neat movements, she used the wooden sword in her hand to lift it hard and accurately knocked the sword out of the opponent's hand.
At the same time, he took a step forward, with the wooden sword pointing straight at the young girl's throat, and stopped steadily at the last moment before touching it.
The winner has been decided, the superiority is immediately apparent.
"Accepted."
Ikeba Jinghua put away his sword, clasped his fists, and bowed slightly. His movements were smooth and flowing, and there was an indescribable charm in his every move, showing his demeanor as a great man.
The young girl's face flushed, she gasped for air, her eyes full of frustration, and she said in a low voice: "You are so great, I am ashamed of myself, I still need to practice more."
She has always been full of confidence, thinking that she is a rare genius, invincible among her peers and has never suffered a defeat.
As a result, when she came out to practice sword skills today, she just picked an opponent at random and was completely defeated. The huge gap made it difficult for her to accept it for a while.
"You are already doing very well at your age. Keep working hard and you will have a promising future."
Ikebo Jinghua smiled and comforted the girl in a gentle tone.
Genius? Who isn't a genius? Back then, before she was twelve years old, she had always challenged opponents of higher levels without losing a single match. She was very successful and full of energy.
However, it was not until he was defeated by someone who surpassed his level that he deeply understood the saying "there is always someone better than you".
After thanking Ikenami Shizuka again, the young girl bent down to pick up the sword, then stepped aside with a gloomy look to rest.
Ikeha Shizuka stood where she was, adjusting her breathing. The sparring just now made her feel her body gradually relax, and the depression that had accumulated in her heart over the past few days also dissipated a little.
After watching the two people's wonderful performance, the people around were whispering about her swordsmanship and techniques.
At this time, a tall man came over.
"Ma'am, I saw that you are good at swordsmanship just now. I would like to spar with you."
The other party's tone was obviously provocative, and the rising tone made people feel uncomfortable, which made Ikebo Jinghua's beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, and she said calmly: "Please."
The two men stood facing each other. This time, Ikebana Jinghua did not hold back like she did when facing the young girl. Instead, she came out with all her aura. The wind from her sword was whistling, and the wooden sword in her hand was like a storm, hitting the man's sword heavily again and again.
After several such fierce attacks, the man's palms began to tremble and he could no longer hold the sword. The sword fell to the ground with a clang.
"Accepted."
Ikeba Shizuka expressionlessly retracted the wooden sword that was against the other person's chest and spoke in a calm tone.
The man's face turned red instantly, he picked up the sword and hurried away. His embarrassed back caused a burst of low exclamations from those around him.
At the same time, people around came forward and tried to ask for advice.
After all, those who can still practice sword here so late are basically people who have a deep passion for kendo. It is rare to meet such a great master, so one must seize the opportunity to ask for advice.
Ikeba Shizuka also accepted all challengers and after defeating several challengers in succession, she breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take a break.
"Whoo~"
Taking a deep breath, Ikeba Jinghua sat down cross-legged and gently placed the wooden sword flat on her legs.
She quietly looked at the young men and women who were practicing seriously in the sword hall. Her eyes were a little vague for a moment, and her thoughts drifted to the distant past.
Once upon a time, she was one of these energetic and enthusiastic people, freely pouring out her sweat and passion in the world of kendo.
But after getting married, in order to take care of the family, to support her husband, and to accompany her children as they grow up, she chose to seal the sword in a box and hide her former love deep in her heart.
But now it seems a bit funny.
She drew her sword again this time, not only to give herself a way to vent her anger, but also for another important reason, which was to teach her son a profound lesson.
In order to prevent herself from not practicing for too long and thus being unable to defeat her son Hattori Heiji, whom she had taught since childhood, she has been coming to the sword gym quite often recently to review her swordsmanship.
The sword in the hand of the loving mother struck the wanderer.
"Ah……"
Ikebo Jinghua shook her head helplessly, a bitter smile appearing on the corner of her mouth. It was really ridiculous that she put down the sword for her son, and picked it up again because of her son.