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Chapter 40 Atomic Warrior
In the morning, Kamikaze Dojo.

As the eldest disciple, Ihean was the second one to wake up in the dojo.

The first, of course, is his master, the Atomic Warrior.

After Ihean got up, he folded his bed neatly, put on the loose dojo training clothes, and then helped the shemale Kamaitachi cover the quilt that was kicked away.

After washing up, when he walked to the training ground, he saw Master Atomic Samurai wielding a wooden knife, and the dripping sweat showed that he had practiced for a long time.

'The master who was named the Sword Master works so hard, and as a disciple, he cannot be lazy. '

To avoid disturbing the master who was practicing, Iai'an just bowed respectfully to the Atomic Samurai, took a wooden sword, and found another place to practice the Iai Slash that he was good at.

After practicing for an unknown amount of time, Ihean, who was dripping with sweat and starting to stiffen his hands and feet, let out a breath and finished the morning class.

Turning around, he found the Atomic Warrior standing behind him, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master, good morning!"

"Good morning, Iai. That's right, in two or three years, your Iai Slash will be in force." Atomic Samurai praised.

"Yes!" Juhean, who is familiar with his master's character, naturally understands the weight of this sentence.

Entering the hall and entering the room here represents the affirmation of the Juggernaut.

'Two or three years? "Jihean is full of ambition, "If you practice an extra hour a day, you should be able to advance a lot of time. '

When the juniors woke up one after another to attend morning classes, Juhean started another task - teaching the seniors.

The far-sighted Atomic Samurai will only teach the Three Swordsmen who are barely able to catch the eye. The other disciples will be handed over to the Three Swordsmen for their homework. In most cases, Iaian, who has a stronger sense of responsibility, will be in charge.

After morning classes and breakfast, the Kamikaze Dojo, which was resting, welcomed a guest.

"I didn't expect you to come." Juhean smiled and welcomed Aomori into the dojo, "Welcome to the kamikaze dojo."

"I'm a little interested in swordsmanship." Aomori, who was dressed in black, smiled back and stepped into the gate of the dojo.

Knowing that Aomori came to discuss swordsmanship, Ihaan brought him to the training ground.Unlike Banggu's dojo, this is an indoor training ground.

In the training ground, the disciples sat on both sides and looked at Aomori who followed their senior brother in. Most of them were dumbfounded.

"Hey, hey, isn't this who?"

"Fake it, I like him so much!"

"My girlfriend really likes him too."

"Hey, when did you have a girlfriend?"

"Ahem!" The Bushido drill sitting next to the Atomic Warrior coughed twice. The disciples below immediately sat upright and stopped talking.

At this time, Juhean had already brought Aomori to the center of the training ground, and introduced: "Master, this is Mr. Aomori. I mentioned to you yesterday the swordsman who helped us deal with the weirdos."

Aomori looked at the Atomic Samurai sitting in the middle. He had a long and narrow face, sparse beard, a senbon in his mouth, a high bun on the back of his head, and was wearing an old-style samurai uniform. He was a typical ancient samurai. image.

"I have met the Kamikaze Sword Master. I am Aomori, a swordsman who has just started. I admire your reputation and hope to get your teaching." Aomori said neither humble nor overbearing.

"Jihe thinks highly of you, so let's have a fight between the two of you. If you can prove that you are talented, I will accept you as an apprentice." The arrogance of the atomic warrior is more aimed at the opponent, but like For a junior like Aomori, he can still speak well.

However, Aomori shook his head and replied: "If I can defeat Iai, I hope to become your student."

Disciples and students are different. Generally speaking, there can be many teachers, but there is often only one master.There is only a relatively loose teacher-student relationship between Aomori and Bangu.

"Defeat big senior brother? You really know how to talk big." Some disciples were dissatisfied.

"It's hard to say. He has defeated many weirdos." There are also disciples who are optimistic about Aomori.

Atomic Samurai raised his chin slightly, and smiled coldly: "Okay, if you can really defeat Iai with swordsmanship, then it doesn't matter if I am your teacher. Iai, go, fight hard, and don't lose your name as a big brother."

"Yes!" Juhean took the order, looking at Aomori with fighting spirit in his eyes, "Mr. Aomori, please."

The disciples dispersed one after another, leaving some space, and watched as the two slowly retreated and distanced themselves.

Because it was a sparring session, the two of them each took a wooden sword.

Aomori lowered his right hand, pointing the tip of his sword at the ground.

Iai'an slightly bent his waist and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Both of them stared at each other's eyes, their auras intertwined and collided with each other.

"Master, big brother should be able to win." Bushido Drill, who had fought against Juhean many times, knew how outstanding his swordsmanship was, but recalling the fire yesterday, he always lacked so much confidence.

"Senior Iai must win." Shemale Kamaitachi said, "Although he likes Aomori very much, I don't think Iai-senior will lose in terms of swordsmanship."

The Atomic Warrior shook his head and taught his two apprentices: "The competition between swordsmanship is not so easy to see who wins and who loses, because unlike a weak fist, a sword is a murder weapon, and the winner will be determined if you don't pay attention. of."

Bushido Drill and Shemale Kama Itachi suddenly nodded. Although they were holding wooden swords, once they were hit, it would be equivalent to deciding the winner.

"So, when fighting any swordsman, you can't take it lightly. Because, a swordsman who has not lost his combat power may cut off your head at any moment."

"Even so, Senior Brother Iai still has a better chance of winning, because Senior Brother Iai is best at the Iai Slash."

Juhe chopping, that is, drawing out the sword, makes the opponent unable to judge the origin of the move by quickly making and withdrawing moves, so as to knock down the opponent.

Juhean has been practicing this sword skill hard, and he has almost reached the state of "entering the room" in the mouth of the atomic warrior. His opponents are often knocked down without seeing his sword clearly.

Aomori, who is familiar with the plot, of course also knows about Iai'an's swordsmanship, and the one type of Thunder Breath he has been using can actually be regarded as the Iai Slash.

If it is faster, he also deserves to live in the nunnery.

Aomori thought for a while, put the wooden sword back on his waist, and assumed the same posture as Igaan.

"This!" The human demon Kamamitachi was very surprised, "Can Aomori also perform the Iai Slash?"

"Oh, interesting." Atomic Warrior said with interest, "In this case, whose sword will be faster than anyone else's."

Ihean's expression didn't change, it doesn't matter what moves the opponent makes, he will only use this hand to fight the enemy.

"Aomori vs. Ihaan," shouted a student who was acting as a temporary referee.

"preparation!"

Aomori and Ihean's eyes became sharper, their right hands firmly grasped the hilt of their swords, and their aura accumulated to its peak.

"Gulu!" In this tense atmosphere, many disciples swallowed their saliva involuntarily.

"start!"

As if there was a flash of light, the disciples only felt a blur before their eyes, and saw Aomori and Ihean exchanged positions with each other.

"Have you... already taken action? I didn't see anything clearly."

"Has the winner been decided?"

"Yes... who won."

Atomic Samurai raised his eyebrows, and his expression seemed a little surprised.

About two seconds later, there were two zizzes, and the sound of clothes ripping rang in everyone's ears.

The clothes on Aomori's shoulders were torn, and the training clothes on Iaian's abdomen had a big hole, exposing his belly.

Victory and defeat.

The referee looked left and right, and then at Atomic Warrior, a little at a loss.

"Look what I do, announce the result quickly!" Atomic Warrior said angrily.

"Ah, yes!" the referee announced, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead: "The winner is Aomori!"

"Brother Juhe actually lost." The shemale Kamaitachi couldn't believe his eyes.

　Yesterday, I saw the news about Lao Zei's resumption of publication on the Internet. I felt unfazed and even wanted to laugh, but it turned out to be true.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)