Butler Suzuki frowned slightly: "Of course I have the Matsuhara style of karate. Why, you want to give up the way of kendo?"
Butler Suzuki exuded a chilling aura, and Kazuma speculated that this was probably because in the eyes of martial arts masters, giving up one's own martial arts was an unforgivable thing.
"No, of course I will not give up the way of swordsmanship. After all, this is my family's inheritance."
In fact, He Ma has practiced kendo all his life because he thinks kendo is cool, but at this time he said it very sincerely, as if he really wanted to revitalize his family learning from the bottom of his heart.
Although he has been using Xindangliu and Beichen Yidaoliu's moves so far.
Hema continued: "However, in my opinion, only by integrating the essence of other martial arts can we achieve transcendence. Modern kendo places too much emphasis on confrontation with enemies who also hold swords, but in actual combat, the enemies hold a variety of weapons and use martial arts. .”
For example, Kalashnikov boxing, Thomson ripple sprint.
"Have you mastered all kinds of martial arts?" Suzuki Butler murmured solemnly, "It sounds like a certain swordsman who preached 'My style is the strongest'."
He Ma felt that he had guessed who Suzuki Butler was talking about, but in this time and space, he might not be called the name He Ma had heard before.
He was the revivalist of Japan's post-war kendo. He was a famous stabbing head. He did a lot of outrageous things, and finally became an official all the way to the Minister of State.
He once said in front of his master, "My stream is the strongest", and then beat the master, so I don't want to pass it on.
Butler Suzuki shook his head: "Okay, since you said that, then it's not impossible for me to teach you two hands. It doesn't take much time anyway. The foundation of all martial arts is actually universal."
Saying that, Mr. Suzuki took two steps back, and stepped aside.
Looks like this is where it starts.
He Ma quickly stood up and pulled away.
Kendo also needs to practice the horse stance, the horse stance is not good, the foot is not stable, and many moves are out of shape as soon as the move is made.
"Kiryu-kun, what do you think is the ultimate trick to master all martial arts?" Mr. Suzuki asked.
He Ma: "It's fast! The only martial arts in the world is speed."
"Well, it makes sense, but because it's too reasonable, it's just nonsense. Of all martial arts, the most important thing is dynamic vision and quick decision-making and response.
"There are two types of Martial Daoists. One is purely relying on powerful instincts. This kind of person is often experienced in many battles, and when he takes off his clothes, he is full of scars. He no longer needs to think when he fights. response.
"So he will be very fast. This fast refers to the speed of response. This kind of martial artist is very terrifying when angry, and even more terrifying when he is drunk. These will stimulate all his primitive instincts.
"Another kind of martial artist, always keep calm in battle, even if it is angry, it is the so-called calm anger.
"Kiryu-kun, what kind of martial artist are you?"
He Ma seriously recalled the battles he had experienced so far, and answered honestly: "I may be the former type, but sometimes I act like the latter type."
"Well, a very good answer, it shows that you have really faced your heart. This is a good start. A young child like you will definitely be between two kinds of martial arts masters. You haven't decided on your future yet. road.
"When you have enough scars on your body, one day you will know which kind of martial artist you belong to."
While talking about this, Butler Suzuki unbuttoned his shirt, pulled his hand the moment he finished speaking, and took off the clothes on his body, revealing his muscular upper body.
On the bronze-colored skin, there were a lot of scars, especially the three particularly obvious scars, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Just looking at the scars, one can imagine how fierce the battle took place back then.
Honami Nanjo whispered: "Why are there so many scars? Isn't Grandpa's rise a business miracle?"
Butler Suzuki laughed: "Great, it looks like we did raise you into an angelic child."
Then Butler Suzuki looked at Kazuma: "You can think of this as the price paid for the guardian angel's growth."
Hema silently took off half of his kendo uniform, revealing his upper body which also had some scars.
It is said that scars are the medals of men, so in the current situation, Mr. Nanjo is an old hero with a medal on his chest, and Kazuma is a rookie who can't even fill the first row of the medal.
"There are many things that I can't teach you. You can only understand them after you have so many scars. But I can teach you some basic things now. Come on, attack with all your strength, even with a bamboo knife. It doesn't matter!"
Hema took a deep breath, screamed and rushed towards the old man.
He planned to hug the old man's waist.
The weight of the wheel itself should be dominant, so if you use grapple, as long as you can hold it, you should have an advantage.
Then at the next moment, Hema felt his feet being attacked, and then he flipped over. After a short period of suspension, his back hit the wooden floor of the dojo heavily.
The fall was not light, and the horse couldn't help screaming.
His back was burning with pain.
"After thinking about it, I decided to use the weight, which is good.
"Unfortunately, when a person is running, the lower body will become a weak point. You should know why the swordsman uses that kind of pace when moving, right? Approach the enemy carefully, and don't show any flaws! The lower body must be stable!"
After all, the old man grabbed He Ma's hand and pulled him up vigorously.
The two posed face to face again.
"Come!" The old man made a "come" gesture to Hema, which reminded Hema of Bruce Lee.
Although Bruce Lee likes to beat the Japanese in the movies, in fact he has a high reputation in Japan.
Using his experience in kendo this time, Kazuma carefully approached the old man, maintaining a stable base.
But he didn't learn any karate attacking techniques, he just learned some judo throwing techniques sporadically in his previous life, such as over-the-shoulder throws and so on.
After thinking about it, He Ma decided to go up and grab the old man's neck to see how he would make a move.
He suddenly took a step forward, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he saw the old man give a very standard karate high kick.
and the horse lay back on the ground.
"Remember, advancing is a dangerous action. While you can attack the enemy, it also means that the enemy can attack you."
The old man Suzuki put away his posture directly and came up to pull Kazuma up.
"It's almost here. You do have a talent for karate."
"I'm the only one with talent?" Kazuma asked in surprise, "Are you telling Miss Nanjo?"
"No, I can see from the two moves just now that you have a good foundation. Some people are suitable for kendo, but not necessarily suitable for practicing karate, and you are obviously not. I will teach you a set of the most basic karate exercises , the high school karate society does the same thing for freshmen with zero background.
"When you have a solid foundation, I will teach you the advanced techniques of the Matsubara style."