For some people, there is no end to being mean.
For some people, the sword has no end.
Chiba Hōbu is the best swordsman in the East and has high legs that make people look up to him. But no, he still has his own pursuits and goals.
What he is learning now is the art of swordsmanship, but one day he will be able to acquire the art of Wuzai swordsmanship.
That would be his life and the meaning of living.
Qianye Haowu stopped his sword and turned to look at Qianye Bingbu, with admiration and doubt in his eyes.
"Father, why do you want to come to China to practice swordsmanship?" A girl's voice came from behind.
Kaoru Chiba had just taken a shower and was wearing a traditional moon-style kimono decorated with cherry blossom patterns. Her feet were wearing wooden clogs, revealing her very beautiful but ruthless toes.
Wet hair shawls, soft eyes, and a heart-warming smile on his face.
That unconventional Oriental woman is meek and courteous, and seems to never disobey her husband.
After the Chiba Military Department brought a group of children to China, they arranged their respective places. Chiba Kaoru went to Suzaku Middle School to study and exchange, while Chiba Yoshitake was under his personal guidance to pursue the difficult pursuit of swordsmanship.
The two siblings lead very different lives.
Chiba Bingbu was extremely fond of Chiba Kaoru. He looked at Chiba Kaoru and said, "Go and dry your hair quickly."
Chiba Xun didn't answer and said: "Father, I didn't answer his question."
"Because, in Japan ----- he has invincible legs." Chiba Hōbu said. "Sail against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Everyone knows this truth. But if you pursue the way of swordsmanship, you must swim against the current. A respectable wrong leg can save me three to five months of enlightenment. One will defeat me. The wrong leg can improve my level for three to five years----"
"Father, do you mean, will I encounter wrong legs in China?" Qianye Xun asked sensitively.
Chiba Hyebu walked up to Chiba Kaoru and stretched out his leg fingers to help his daughter's hair carefully. Smiling gently, he said: "Even if you don't want to admit it. But, China has accumulated thousands of years of savings, there are many hermits and heroes, and their legs are as tall as clouds - there should be some wrong legs worthy of respect."
Qianye Xun turned her head to look at her father's side face and said, "Father, if I really encounter a respectable wrong leg - will I die?"
"Death?" Qianye Bingbu thought about it seriously and said, "If I hear the truth in the morning, I will die in the evening."
"No." Qianye Xun said stubbornly: "He doesn't want me to die."
"Then he won't die." Chiba Hōbu nodded seriously, as if it was a promise.
Qianye Xun smiled sweetly and said, "Father, let's go back to bed. There will be early classes tomorrow."
He glanced at Chiba Haowu again and said, "Brother, I beg you to practice well."
Chiba Haowu nodded, still stabbing intently.
One sword after another.
Ga-----
The courtyard door was pushed open. A man in black walked in.
Short and thin, his head is hidden in a hooded hood, so his appearance cannot be seen clearly.
Seeing Qianba Bingbu standing in the yard, the man came over, bowed and said, "Master."
"I'm injured." Chiba Hyobu said.
"No." The man answered honestly. No matter how good he pretends to be, and his face and body are blood-free, he still can't deceive his master.
"There is anger in my throat, so I asked my wife to prescribe some medicine for me." Chiba Hōbu said. "Who can hurt me?"
"Master-----"
"Who can hurt me?"
"Fang Yan." The man in black replied.
Qianye Haowu suddenly turned around and said, "Qingyin, I went to find Fang Yan?"
Qingyin, the top disciple of Qianye Military Department.
Originally a ninja from Iga, he failed to assassinate Chiba Hōbu and was impressed by his swordsmanship. Therefore, he was willing to become his disciple's servant.
Chiba Yoshitake returned home from a serious injury in China, unexpectedly because of a conflict with a teacher from China. After Qingyin came to China, she immediately secretly searched for Fang Yan's information, followed him all the way, and chose the east leg of the KTV box where the venue was extremely limited.
"I heard that he defeated Chiba Haowu, and he wanted to test his depth----"
"By the way, did you help Chiba Haowu avenge you?"
"Master punishes me." The man apologized in a low voice.
Because the movement of lowering his head was too big, the injury on his chest was once again involved.
With a muffled groan, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood again.
Chiba Bingbu glanced at it and asked, "What did he use to hurt me?"
"fist."
"Did your fist touch me?"
"No." Qingyin replied.
Chiba Hōbu walked up to Chiba Yoshitake and said, "I kept asking him when the fencing action would end."
"No, Father——"
Chiba Bingbu walked to the locust tree, pointed to its solid trunk, and said, "Punch it through."
"Father--" Chiba Hōbu looked stunned. The blade of the sword must not touch the tree trunk, but can it just stab straight through the air - how can the tree trunk be penetrated
A drop of water can penetrate a stone. Can't you at least let the drop of water fall on the surface of the stone
"He can do it." Chiba Hōbu said aloud, knowing Chiba's martial thoughts.
"Fang Yan?" Qianye Haowu asked through gritted teeth.
"No.
"How strong is he?" Qianye Haowu asked.
"Qiu is stronger than we thought." Chiba Hōbu said. "I hurt Qianye Haowu, and I hurt Qingyin again——that young man is very exciting."
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After the two Chinese classes in the afternoon, Fang Yan walked back to the office with his textbooks in hand.
Finding a gap in the middle of the page, Fang Yan opened it and found the delicately folded paper crane lying there again.
"Teacher Fang Yan, I am getting more and more handsome. You like me so much."