Chiba Yoshitake was not in a coma for three or five days as Fang Yan said. He woke up on the night of the accident.
He opened his eyes and looked at the white ceiling with a dull expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qianye Xun sat next to Qianye Haowu, looking at him with her beautiful eyes without blinking. Her face was calm, and she did not look particularly happy because of his awakening.
Matsushima Nori and Fujino Saburo looked at each other, Matsushima Nori winked, and although Fujino Saburo was reluctant, he had no choice but to walk in front of Chiba Yoshitake and asked softly, "Chiba Yoshitake, do you feel better?"
Qianye Haowu didn't answer, as if he didn't hear what the teacher said.
Fujino Saburo looked back at Matsushima Nori and continued, "If you feel any discomfort in your body, be sure to tell us immediately. We will find a doctor to help you check."
Chiba Yoshitake still didn't answer.
Fujino Saburo walked quickly to Matsushima Nori and whispered, "Principal, Chiba Yoshitake's condition is not optimistic - is there something wrong with his mind?"
"Give him some time." Matsushima Ji said. She glanced at Chiba Kaoru and said, "Teacher Fujino, let's go out first."
"Okay." Fujino Saburo agreed.
Matsushima Nori patted Chiba Kaoru's shoulder and said, "I'll leave classmate Haowu to you."
Chiba Xun stood up and bowed deeply to Matsushima Ji.
Matsushima Ji sighed and said, "Don't worry. We will handle this matter."
It was late at night and the corridor was empty and unusually quiet.
Fujino Saburo closed the door of the ward and said in anger, "Principal, Suzaku is really a bully. How can a teacher participate in a competition between students? It would be fine if the teacher participated, but he beat the students like this. We must seek justice for Chiba Haowu - otherwise, our Takehito Senior High School will be discredited in this exchange and inspection. How can we go back to see Takehito colleagues?"
"Okay." Matsushima nodded. "Then it will be up to Mr. Fujino to seek justice for Takehito."
"Principal Matsushima Ki-----" Fujino Saburo looked embarrassed. He was just an ordinary teacher in the delegation, not equal to Suzaku Middle School. Only Matsushima Ki, the head of the delegation, was qualified to represent Takehito in the negotiations with Suzaku. If he came forward, it would be inappropriate and Suzaku would probably not take him seriously.
Matsushima Ji was in a bad mood and knew that now was not the time to get angry with his subordinates, so he explained, "I'm afraid this matter will be a bit troublesome."
"What's the trouble?" Fujino Saburo was dissatisfied. However, his tone of voice was obviously lowered. "Fang Yan is Suzaku's teacher. In front of so many people, he beat our student Wu Ren so badly that he couldn't get up. Yes, we will let Qianye Haowu lie on the bed. If they don't apologize to us, don't give us a satisfactory answer and compensation that can make up for our physical and mental injuries, we will not leave. If it doesn't work, we can make a big fuss. I want to see if they can withstand the social and international pressure."
"If it were that simple, it would be fine." Matsushima Ji shook his head. "Chiba Haowu violated the rules first and stabbed us in the back. They have us in their hands. That teacher surnamed Fang is too cunning. I'm afraid they are the ones who won't let it go."
"What the principal is saying is that not only will they not admit their mistakes, but they will also cause trouble for us?"
"Based on your understanding of them, what do you think?" Matsushima Ji asked back.
Thinking of Fang Yan's various expressions when he was with him, Fujino Saburo nodded with great certainty and said, "They will definitely do this. However, their team members were not hurt, so what reason do they have to cause trouble for us? It is a fact known to everyone that one of our team members was injured."
"How do you know their team members weren't hurt?"
"Qianye Haowu didn't stab him at all, he was just standing there fine-----"
"But he also fainted in front of us on the spot------"
"That's them cheating..." Fujino Saburo couldn't continue. If they could cheat, why couldn't Suzaku cheat
Besides, what do you have to prove that Zhuque is cheating
"Let's reconcile." Matsushima said. "Find a way to reconcile."
"What a humiliation." Fujino Saburo felt his chest hurt again. Ever since they accidentally walked into Team Nine where Fang Yan was, his chest had been aching.
"I think the greater humiliation is yet to come." Matsushima Ji said in a heavy voice. "If we only lose our dignity, it would be a lucky thing for us now."
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Chiba Kaoru knew that Principal Matsushima Ki and Teacher Fujino Saburo were still standing in the corridor outside. Chiba Yoshitake's impulsiveness pushed the Takehito inspection team into a very unfavorable situation. They are now worrying about how to solve the aftermath, right
She didn't intend to listen to the conversation outside. She looked at Qianye Haowu's cracked lips and said, "You need to drink some water."
Chiba is good at martial arts and does not respond.
Chiba Xun didn't need him to answer. She walked over, poured a glass of water, and then fed him one spoonful at a time with a spoon.
Chiba Yoshitake just swallowed, still with no expression on his face.
"What do you want?" Qianye Xun asked softly. "Just victory?"
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"If your father knew what you did, he would be ashamed of your behavior," said Qianye Xun.
Chiba Yoshitake finally reacted. A flash of sadness flashed across his eyes, and then he became angry.
He pointed to the door of the ward and said, "Get out."
Chiba Xun didn't go out.
She poured another spoonful of boiled water into Qianye Haowu's mouth and said, "From childhood to adulthood, the person you admire most is your father. Although you have never said it, I can see it from your eyes."
"You are talented, and you work harder than anyone else. You want to catch up with him, or even surpass him. No one doubts it, and I believe it too. You can do it. You will become a better swordsman than your father."
"I don't know swords, I only know tea. But I think everything in this world is connected. If you don't wash your hands, then the tea you brew will definitely have a bad smell. The same is true for kendo - if you can't clean your heart, then your swordsmanship will no longer be pure."
"Are you giving me a lesson?" Chiba Haowu said with a sneer. "Giving your failed brother a lesson? Telling him how much of a failure he is?"
"Some people, in their entire lives, cannot reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Why? Because they are in a hurry to achieve success. Just like making tea, if the water is not boiling, the brewed tea soup will be green. If it boils for too long, the brewed tea soup will be astringent. Brother, I just want to tell you not to do inappropriate things at inappropriate times."
"You don't understand a swordsman's pursuit of the highest swordsmanship. You don't understand a swordsman's desire for victory." Qianye Haowu said harshly. "You won't understand."
"I understand. How could I not understand?" Qianye Xun's voice was gentle and soft, as if she would never be in a hurry. "I also want to make the best tea in the world, and I also want to win - who would like the feeling of failure? But I am willing to wait. I believe I can do it, and I will do it one day. So, I don't mind giving myself more time."
"What I pursue is different from what you pursue." Chiba Yoshitake said. "What I want is to win every game. I won't allow myself to fail."
"But you still lost-----" Qianye Xun said. "You should know that there is still some gap between you and your opponent. Even the swordsman named Tang Cheng, you are not as calm and steady as him, not to mention the teacher who stopped you."
Chiba Yoshitake closed his eyes in pain.
Fang Yan, that devilish existence.
He was like a giant with infinite strength, while he was just a short and ugly dwarf. He had no power to fight back against him.
"Why?" Qianye Haowu's fingers clenched the bed sheet. Because he used too much force, the white bed sheet was twisted and deformed, and he tore several holes in it. "Why can he do this? Why can he do this?"
He really couldn't understand why Fang Yan, who didn't look much older than him, could have such skills
Could it be that Japanese swordsmen are really inferior to Chinese swordsmen? Or is it that because China is the birthplace of martial arts, any random swordsman would be a monster that is difficult for people to contend with
Qianye Haowu was born into a famous family of swordsmen, and was also a top-notch expert in the surrounding circles. Everyone who met him praised him generously, and everyone who had competed with him said that his swordsmanship was amazing. Except for his father, everyone said that his future was limitless. He was proud, but he was also anxious.
He knew that the reason his father didn't praise him was because he hadn't done well enough.
He wants to conquer everyone, including his father.
During this trip to China, he first encountered Tang Cheng, an equally matched opponent, and then he met Fang Yan, a superhuman teacher. In the same class, there were two people who could defeat him. So, how many masters are there in the whole of China
Thinking of the answer to this question, he felt a chill.
Qianye Xun gently stroked Qianye Haowu's frowning eyebrows, trying to smooth them out a little, and said: "Your heart is too heavy, and your hand holding the sword will become heavy - put down the burden and become a real swordsman. Like your father, win the respect of everyone."
"I don't care whether I win the respect of others or not-----" Qianye Haowu covered his aching chest and said, "I must defeat him. Only in this way can I wash away the humiliation I suffered today." (To be continued)