Dang and Ma hurried to the hospital before the sun went down.
As a result, at the entrance of the hospital, he ran into Shangquan Zhenggang who was pushed out by his wife in a wheelchair.
Kazuma saw at a glance that Shangquan Zhenggang had an extra entry above his head: Breath of the Dying.
There is no explanation in the entry, and such a simple and easy-to-understand literal really does not need explanation.
Shangquan Zhenggang looked at Kazuma's expression, and said with a smile: "Why are you so serious, I am not dead yet."
But it's too soon to see the entry on your head.
Of course He Ma wouldn't say that, he also let himself smile: "Well, then I'm really lucky to come here in a hurry. I just finished a big meal when I received the news, and I was enjoying it beautifully What about the last dessert, but I rushed over in a hurry... "
"Hmph, don't worry, I won't let you come here for nothing." Shangquan Zhenggang said with a smile, "Let's go, go to my little house. You really brought a lot of people here."
After the words fell, his wife said: "Don't worry, the bedroll is completely enough."
"Okay, that's good." Umizumi nodded repeatedly.
But his wife said: "It's just that there are not enough rooms, and the children may have to sleep together in the dojo's bedding at night."
He Ma hurriedly said: "It's okay, we have no problem."
"Yeah, it's like a sleepover!" Mikako said loudly, "Let's have a pillow fight tonight!"
Qingliu sighed: "Just like children, we can't have such a good time with a sick person."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Shangquan just waved his hand, "I also like to watch young people making trouble. Let's go, Quan Jianlian's car is over there, where is your car?"
Hema pointed to the black luxury car parked not far away.
"Follow closely." Umizumi just said so, and then made a "go" gesture to his wife.
It was only then that He Ma remembered whether he should help the old lady push the wheelchair.
He was about to speak, but the old lady said first: "Let me do it. I probably don't have much time to push him."
The old lady seemed to be saying that she would not be able to push soon, but He Ma, who knew the real situation through the entry, guessed that the hospital had probably informed the old lady of the facts.
As for Shangquan Zhenggang himself, the old man probably felt that his time was approaching, so he called Kazuma over.
He Mamu sent the old lady to push the old man into Quanjianlian's caravan—the car has barrier-free design, and the wheelchair can be pushed directly on it.
Hema waved to his apprentices: "Let's go too."
**
Shangquan Zhenggang's villa is indeed, as he said, a small house.
It is also a building with a dojo, and this house is a whole circle smaller than the Kiryu dojo of the Hema family.
And it seems that there is only a small attic on the second floor, which is not at all like the Kiryu Dojo. There is also a row of houses for the disciples on the second floor.
The old lady Shangquan pushed Shangquan Zhenggang directly into the entrance, and then waved to Kazuma: "Come and help me."
He Ma hurried forward and helped the old lady move the wheelchair up the steps of the porch.
Then the old lady bent down and helped Izumi take off his shoes.
Only then did He Ma take off his shoes and put them away with the shoes of his apprentices.
At this time, Kamizumi suddenly said, "Kiryu, push me to the dojo."
Kazuma stepped forward immediately, pushed Shangquan Zhenggang to the dojo.
The old lady Shangquan helped him open the door of the dojo.
"Open the door facing the courtyard." As soon as he entered the dojo, Kamizumi pointed to the side door and said.
Honami, who came in with Kazuma, immediately walked to the door and opened it to the side.
Outside the door, you can see the buildings of Kagoshima City, a little further away is Kagoshima Bay, and on the other side of the bay is the famous Sakurajima Volcano.
Today's Sakurajima pass is covered with columnar clouds that look like thick smoke.
Kazuma looked at Sakurajima and couldn't help but ask, "Is that erupting?"
"No, geologists say that the volcano is not active now." Umizumi replied, "But even an active volcano that is not active will smoke like this from time to time. This is also a famous sight in Kagoshima City."
He said "oh" with the horse.
Kamizumi continued: "So you see, the story in the novel "Sakurajima" cannot be true at all, as long as anyone who has lived in Kagoshima for a while knows it. Art creation is art creation."
According to Masao Umizumi, the novel "Sakurajima" is still based on his suggestion to put the place where the story takes place in Sakurajima.
He Mazheng wanted to ask him why he made such a suggestion, and Umizumi just said: "When I was young, there was no such house on this hill, it was all wild land. I like to sit here and look at the smoky Sakurajima .
"At that time, I was already the strongest swordsman in Japan. If it was in ancient times, I might have become the guest of the daimyo long ago.
"But in the modern age with cannons and machine guns, martial arts are useless, not to mention the swordsmanship instructor to become a big shot, even the army doesn't want me who can only wield a sword.
"Because no matter how powerful I am, if I kill dozens or hundreds of enemies, the scale of modern warfare is different from before, and the casualties of dozens or hundreds of people are not worth mentioning.
"During the Russo-Japanese War, tens of thousands of casualties could be suffered in one day. Machine guns and cannons are much stronger than swords in this respect."
He Ma wanted to interrupt, but after looking at the entry of dying breath above the old man's head, he finally chose to listen honestly.
"Then right here, facing Sakurajima, I suddenly figured it out." Kamizumi just stopped suddenly, watching Sakurajima Volcano and fell silent.
After waiting with Ma for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Senior Shangquan?"
Only then did the old man regain his senses and waved his hand: "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered the scene at that time. Anyway, that day I suddenly decided to give up the real sword duel that I had been insisting on, and join the Quanjian Federation to promote kendo as a fitness sport."
He Ma said "Oh", in fact, he was very curious about how the old man had such a change of mind, but it was not easy to interrupt the old man's words.
"Since then, more than sixty years have passed. I bought this land and built this small house. When I have nothing to do, I come back here to see Sakurajima Volcano.
"At the same time, I will also wield the real sword here, so that I will not forget the skill that I regarded as the most precious skill in the first thirty years of my life."
He Ma looked around the dojo, and suddenly found that the dojo had no knife holders, and no swords were displayed.
"Uh," he couldn't help asking, "I haven't seen a sword in this dojo."
"I used to have it. Later, I took my saber and went to the islands in Nanyang to participate in the war. When I boarded the transport ship back to Japan, I threw the knife with the curled edge into the sea.
"It belongs there."
Kazuma glanced at Qingliu, she was carrying the Duanshi Haruyu that had been taken out of the knife room on her back, and she was holding Bizen Osafune Yimonji Masamune and Murasame in her arms who were still in the knife room.
He Ma asked himself, he probably couldn't bear to throw the famous sword that he fought side by side into the sea.
I can't understand this kind of behavior in my own realm.
Kamizumi just looked at Sakurajima again and fell silent. If the old man's eyes were not bright, Kazuma would have suspected that he had fallen asleep.
Just when Kazuma was about to speak, the old man sighed: "In retrospect, it is really a good knife. Kanako! Bring the knife here!"
"Here we come." The old lady Shangquan entered the dojo with two Japanese swords in her arms, walked up to Shangquan Zhenggang, and stuffed the two knives into the old man's hands, "You, can't you take a good rest after all this? ?”
The old lady complained, then looked at the horse.
He Ma felt that the eyes of the old lady were saying: "Just stay with him."
So he nodded slightly.
The old lady turned and left.
Kamiizumi just handed one of the two swords to Kazuma.
He Ma hurriedly took it over and asked casually, "This knife is..."
"A modern factory knife with a stainless steel blade."
He said "oh" with the horse.
"Why, do you still think it's an ancient knife?"
He Ma smiled awkwardly, he really thought it was some kind of expensive ancient knife just now, and he was looking forward to it for a while.
Shangquan Zhenggang continued: "The knives produced by modern technology are actually better than most ancient knives. Many ancient knives curl their blades after a few chops, and they are not as durable as stainless steel.
"It's just that the knives forged with modern machinery and craftsmanship do not contain the belief of the craftsman, so no particularly powerful famous knives will be born."
After hearing this, He Ma suddenly had an idea, and said, "According to what you said, the strongest knife should be hand-forged by modern craftsmen using modern technology, right?"
Umizumi smiled and said: "In theory, it is true. But the things made by the swordsmiths I know are not better than the things produced by the factory. I don't know if the modern craftsmen are less rooted, or something else What is wrong."
Hema raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Tamamo sitting in the corner.
Is it because the mystery is in decline
Kazuma's thoughts were interrupted by Kamizumi standing up from the wheelchair.
He subconsciously reached out to help, but was stopped by the old man: "Don't move! Take that knife and stand opposite."
Kazuma hesitated for a moment, but still let go of his left hand holding the handle of the wheelchair, held the knife that Kamizumi had just handed to him in his right hand, and walked towards the old man directly opposite.
Once in position, he turned to face the old man.
Shangquan Zhenggang didn't look like he was dying at all, standing there full of momentum.
The old man raised his leg and kicked the wheelchair behind him away, then raised the knife in his hand flat in front of his body, and slowly drew out the blade.
The shining blade reflects the light of the setting sun outside the dojo.
Shangquan just threw away the scabbard, turned his right hand, and pointed the blade straight at Kazuma.
"Draw out your sword and let me see how capable you are." He snapped.
After the words fell, Kazuma heard a thunder-like loud noise coming from behind, and when he looked back, he found a new plume of smoke erupting from the top of Sakurajima Volcano in the distance.
What the hell
The wind picked up, and the strong wind poured into the dojo from the door, tearing Kazuma's clothes.
Although rationality tells Kazuma that it is impossible for an eruption of this magnitude to create a strong wind that sweeps across Kagoshima Bay, the wind is just a coincidence.
But Kazuma still felt that the wind carried the scorching heat of the crater.
Shangquan Zhenggang raised the volume, his voice was like a bell: "Draw out the sword, Kiryu and Ma!"
He Ma pursed his lips and silently held the hilt of his sword.
The knife has obviously been carefully maintained, and it was pulled out of the scabbard with a slight force.
He threw the scabbard to Honami who was closest to him, holding the hilt with both hands, posing in the middle.
"Let me explain first," Umizumi grinned, "Although this knife is not sharpened, if it is hit, it will break a bone and seriously injure it."
He Ma was speechless: "Then I can only try not to get hit."
Kamizumi just laughed out loud, then stepped forward—
Kazuma originally thought that the Juggernaut would reach him in the blink of an eye, just like in those animations and comics.
He was even a little surprised to see that the Juggernaut was still following the laws of physics.
But it's one thing to see it clearly, but it's another thing to be able to react to it.
He Ma Kankan blocked the knife in the front, and was almost sent flying.
At the moment when the blades collided, Kamizumi directly raised Kazuma's sword with a backhand and kicked up at the same time.
This set of words flowed smoothly, and the horse was directly kicked and staggered several steps backwards.
"Well, I'm really old." Shangquan Zheng just let out an inappropriate sigh, and quickly followed up with another sword.
He Ma was not stable in the game, and this time he blocked it very reluctantly.
But he was quick to wit, and instead held the knife with one hand, and grabbed the old man's clothes with the free hand.
Unexpectedly, the old man's head hammer came at the next moment.
He Ma was hit with gold stars in his eyes, and he was kicked again hastily.
"Every part of a real swordsman's body is a weapon," Masago Umizumi said loudly, "Only focusing on the sword is the benevolence and righteousness of competitive swordsmanship."
Taking advantage of the old man's lecture, He Ma regained his posture and slowed down.
But he knew in his heart that just now the old man continued to attack without preaching, and he was decapitated.
So strong, Juggernaut.
He Ma feels that the old man has not exerted his full strength now, after all, he is on his deathbed, but beating himself is still the same as playing.
Is this the pinnacle of Japanese Kendo
In other words, Uesugi Soichiro is better than this
Thinking of the remnants of the old Japanese army, Kazuma's fighting spirit was high.
He said loudly: "Senior Shangquan, please continue to teach me!"
Umizumi smiled just now: "Of course!"
He rushed to Kazuma again.
Almost at the same time, the muffled sound of Sakurajima erupting came from behind Kazuma.
The gust of wind hit from behind, echoing the roaring blade from the front!
This time, Kazuma still blocked very reluctantly.
"It's too slow!" Umizumi shouted just now, and was about to put Kazuma's sword on the shelf again.
And the horse directly kicks first.
Unexpectedly, the Juggernaut took a step back and dodged Hema's kick. At some point, the retracted knife slashed at Hema's leg sideways.
He Ma hurriedly fell backwards, dodging the knife by rolling backwards.
Kamizumi was just taking steps to keep up.
But with the horse's back roll, there is a knife forward after the roll.
This knife interrupted Shangquan Zhenggang's offensive and blocked it.
"Hmph, I don't know where you learned this trick, but it really reminded me of many things." Umizumi said cheerfully.
Yes, elated.
"Very good!" He took two steps back and regained his stance, "You win this round!"
He Ma couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He knew that he hadn't won at all, and was just coping passively.
You have to attack.