In Tokyo, I just want salted fish

Chapter 376 National Kendo Competition

The air is always filled with the smell of medicine.

Kaoru Uesugi saw an old man in hospital clothes with a hanging bottle walking out of the ward tremblingly. He was alone with no one to support him. The hospital is the epitome of the warmth and warmth of human beings in the world.

"Mr. Kai, the report is out."

Uesugi Kai nodded, and looked at the electronic display on the wall in front of his eyes.

No. 43, No. 44, and No. 45, the first number is grayed out because the inspection is completed, the second one is in red for consultation, and the next one is my turn.

"Huahuo, please sit down first." He said to the girl beside him.

"Ah."

Hanamaru Hanabi sat down next to Uesugi Kai.

Huahuo is a dazzlingly beautiful girl, she always follows her wherever she goes.

Because of this, her cute and fresh look is out of place in the dreary hospital.

Not long after, No. 44 pushed open the door of the diagnosis room.

Out came a young male.

He was alone, and because of his surroundings, he seemed to be in a bad mood.

When he came out, he saw Hanamaru Hanabi sitting on the wooden bench, he was taken aback because of her beauty, and because there was a handsome boy sitting beside him, he lowered his head, turned around and left silently with the medical certificate.

"Do you come to the doctor alone?" Hanamaru Hanabi said, looking at the back of the one who left.

"Seeing a doctor alone, isn't it lonely?" Kai Uesugi looked at Hanamaru Hanabi's side face.

"Ah."

"When Huahuo is sick, remember to ask me to accompany you."

"Hanabi is sick. Kai-kun is always by your side."

Kaoru Uesugi smiled.

After the doctor in the consulting room called Uesugi Kai's name, the two walked in together.

I came for a follow-up visit today, and there was still some time before I would go to the hospital for a follow-up visit, but at Uesugi Kai's request, it was now a few weeks earlier.

Hanamaru Hanabi also put down her work to accompany him to the hospital.

consultation room.

Dr. Nasu, who performed the surgery last time, carefully watched Kai Uesugi's MRI image and carefully figured it out.

"Strange." He questioned.

"strangeness.?"

Dr. Nasu looked at Hanamaru Hanabi, who was a little worried, and said with a smile: "Ah, don't worry, your boyfriend's illness is fine. The problem is that it disappeared, can you understand? It's exactly like It’s as if you’ve never been sick and had surgery.”

Hanamaru Hanabi secretly held Uesugi Kai's hand from below, with a happy face:
"Is it cured?"

"We don't dare to remove all the parasinusal meningiomas like his. There should have been some unresectable parts, but it's gone."

Dr. Nasu looked left and right at the imaging image, and he seemed to have seen what he had seen in his life for decades in a novel way.

"Healed anyway."

"Hum~"

Kaoru Uesugi pushed the bicycle, smiled and looked at Hanamaru Hanabi who was in a good mood beside him: "Are you so happy?"

"Happy, of course I'm happy, Kai-kun's illness is cured! Of course I'm happy." Hanamaru Hanabi hugged his arm and smiled sweetly.

"Healed up, may I treat you to ice cream?"

"Okay!"

Hanamaru Hanabi happily leaned on his shoulder again.

Uesugi Kai smiled slightly, parked the bicycle by the side of the road, and took her to a small shop by the side of the road to buy a very ordinary ice cream.

After he bought it for her, the girl ate very happily.

Kaoru Uesugi took her to sit on a small table in front of the ice cream shop, surrounded by a pedestrian street, with people coming and going, and the zelkova trees shining brightly in the sun above their heads.

The way Hanamaru Hanabi eats is cute, her face is pink and tender, and the way she eats is small and delicate.

As long as you stay by her side for a while, watching her contented appearance while eating, your whole body will be filled with happiness.

It's really good to have such an Ome who is happy or sad for herself.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"Yeah! I still want to eat!"

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On August 31, there is only more than a month before the wedding day.

Looking at the date that is close at hand on the mobile phone, Kai Uesugi always has endless emotions. He strokes the smiling face of Hanabi on the screen of the mobile phone with his thumb, and an emotion called cherishing arises spontaneously.

firework my firework
"Little brother! Go up and draw a number." Nan Miaowan's voice interrupted his attachment to beauty.

"Ah."

On the day of the National Kendo Competition, the Tokyo Budokan was full of pedestrians, tourists, and cameras.

Not only are there many ordinary spectators, but people from all walks of life who practice kendo and swordsmanship are also here to observe and learn.

Every year's champion must have something special, no matter how long the duel is, even if it is a second, you can see the game of psychology, skills and experience in it.

Hokkaido, Tohoku region, Kanto region, Central region, Kinki region, Chugoku region, Shikoku region, Kyushu region, Okinawa, four teams from nine divisions have qualified.

It is still a knockout system.

Kaoru Uesugi didn't care who his opponent was, he went up and drew the pick and waited for the tournament organizer to arrange the opponent.

He closed his eyes and waited in the waiting room. About 15 minutes later, the battle table came out.

They are going to play against a team from Ehime Prefecture in Shikoku.

As soon as he came up, he saw a familiar place name, and Kai Uesugi couldn't help feeling a little bit.

My cheap master is probably meeting my grandfather in Ehime County now.

Uncle is grandpa's nephew.

This sudden relationship, how to think, how strange.

"Who goes first?" Hu Xinjing asked everyone when he saw the tall and burly contestant on the opposite side.

"Whatever you want." Nan Miao Wan said, spreading his hands.

"I'll go."

Uesugi Kai took the initiative to invite Ying, which is quite rare.

"Junior brother, the opponent is not weak."

"rest assured."

Coincidentally, the opponent also sent his own general.

The first match was a battle between generals and generals. In terms of attraction, the audience naturally looked forward to it.

In the auditorium, there are many relatives and friends of contestants from various teams.

Most of them are fellow students, brothers, teachers, or apprentices.

It is not uncommon for people in their 40s to participate in national kendo competitions. On the contrary, it is very common. Most of the previous championships were in this age group.

Young players like Uesugi Kai are the ones who really deserve attention.

After all, in the field of kendo, a man in his 50s and [-]s with a strong figure is much more reliable than a handsome young boy.

In terms of experience alone, it is impossible for young people to compare with uncles.

Kaoru Uesugi stood on the same field as his opponent, and Taito Hongo's height made the audience feel like an adult bullying a child.

"Please advise."

"Well, please give me more advice." Uesugi Kai, wearing a kendo helmet, replied calmly.

The opponent is also a policeman, a criminal policeman in the police district of Ehime County, Songshan City, who has served for more than ten years, Hongo Taito.

In order to catch criminals and deal with various situations, Hongo Taidou has been trained to be quite burly.

After the two saluted, under the signal of the referee, they held bamboo knives and took their positions.

Both started with mid-court stances.

Kaoru Uesugi watched his movements, and now he couldn't see that his genre was probably the police style, or it might be other.

Although unlikely.

Taito Hongo did not relax his vigilance against him at all, he stepped forward from the beginning, trying to suppress Uesugi Kai's aura with his physical advantage.

His agility has a definite purpose - closing in on his opponent quickly, with his face slightly turned and his left shoulder hunched forward, gaining strength while slamming into the opponent with physical advantage.

Of course, this is a competition, and the skills of actual combat swordsmanship cannot be used.

Therefore, the Hongo bucket has been slightly improved.

——Increased the pace of the attack, and concentrated the force of the "collision" on the attack of the bamboo knife.

In a kendo competition, as long as there is momentum, as long as there is suppression, then the chances of winning are sure.

Taito Hongo rose up and attacked, directly attacking Uesugi Kai's face.

The moment the bamboo knives collided, the imposing manner took advantage of their tall body to press down strongly.

Although the audience is not Uesugi Kai, they can still feel the condescending spirit.

Faced with this blow, Uesugi chose to fight head-on.

He exerted strength with his arm and grabbed the bamboo knife to death. When the bamboo knife slashed upward like a cripple, it seemed that the power that erupted did not belong to Uesugi Kai's physique.

Feeling the feedback from the bamboo knife to his palm with great strength, Taito Hongo commented in his heart.

next moment,
Taito Hongo pushed Uesugi's counterattack away, tightened his wrist, and continued to attack the front with his physical advantage.

Not to be outdone, Uesugi Kai fought back continuously.

The sound of bamboo knives whistled continuously.

This was a sparring rarely seen in kendo competitions. It was so intense that spectators who didn't care much about the competition put down their phones and looked up.

Hongo Taidou's bamboo sword hits quite smoothly, he has an absolute advantage, and Uesugi can only be forced to retreat and raise the sword to defend.

at this moment,
Anyone can see that he is on the weak side.

But this is also reasonable, after all, Hong Kong Taidou has a stronger physique and a bigger body.

If he plays the advantage from the start, the smaller side has little chance of countering on the spot.

Bamboo Knife's offense and Bamboo Knife's defense were almost entangled for 2 minutes.

Huh——!
Huh——!
No, no!
As time went by, Taito Hongo felt more and more that Uesugi Kai was not completely suppressed by him.

Although the bamboo knife in his hand firmly suppressed the opponent with every blow.

But when he withdrew his hand to defend Uesugi Kai's counterattack, he always felt a sticky feeling in his sword.

I can't break free, and I keep twisting.

"Is it sticky knife?"

auditorium.

Miyata Kazuhiro, the reporter who interviewed Kai Uesugi last time, also came to Tokyo Budokan to watch the game as scheduled on this day.

He recognized the technique used by Kai Uesugi.

His good friend Jiang Teng Qiyan took a photo with the camera to the center of the competition, and heard what Miyata Kazuhiro said.

Jiang Teng didn't know what it was, but he knew that Miyata had been covering kendo competitions for several years and had a wealth of kendo knowledge.

Then he asked, "What do you mean?"

Miyata Kazuhiro put down the pen in his hand, looked at the knot flying behind Uesugi Kai's helmet in the competition field, and explained:

"The so-called sticking sword means that when the two sides are fighting fiercely, if the enemy blocks our sword, we should pay attention to using our own sword to stick to the enemy's sword.

"'Sticking' means that the Taidao cannot be separated easily, the body clings to each other step by step, and suppresses the opponent's attacking footsteps. It is one of the skills used by the ancient swordsmanship in the way of the sword."

"That means Uesugi is trying his best to entangle the opponent so that the opponent will waste his momentum?"

"Entanglement?"

Kazuhiro Miyata glanced at Kai Uesugi in the field, and said with a slight smile, "It's 'sticking', not 'entanglement'. 'Sticking' is strong and powerful, and 'entanglement' is weak. 'Sticking' is active. "Entanglement" is passive, and the two cannot be generalized at all."

While speaking, Miyata Kazuhiro's eyes suddenly lit up.

The excellent quality of the reporter made him quickly raise the camera and capture a very handsome photo of Kai Uesugi.

He looked at the camera, Uesugi Kai was calm and composed, with a calm facial expression, and said with some excitement:
"There are very few young people who are so powerful!"

In fact, it wasn't just the two of them who discovered this, many experienced people in the auditorium also saw it.

Uesugi Kai seems to be passive, but in fact he is the smarter of the two fighting.

"Junior brother can do it!" Nan Miaowan seemed to be very excited. What annoyed him most was the policeman. The policeman who imitated that school was like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, and extremely difficult to beat.

"Well, sticking swordsmanship is great, but... how to win?" Yoshiyuki Higuchi analyzed.

"This"

Sticky can be sticky, but it doesn't mean sticky people can score and win.

Like the senior brothers, many experienced people were lost in thought.

How can this be broken?

Compared with their thinking, the Hongo Taidou in the game is much more troubled.

The attack method he judged based on experience was stuck by the opponent's defense and counterattack for a full 2 ​​minutes.

You need to know the maximum time for a round is 3 minutes.

When the time is up, the referee blows the whistle and forcibly pulls them away.

He even felt that his nearly ten years of experience as a criminal policeman had been used to catch the cats and dogs lost by the citizens.

The criminal police help the citizens to find cats—like this kind of general helplessness and powerlessness.

The continuous exchange of swords for nearly two and a half minutes was quite intense.

Although outsiders can't see the way, they can see it very well.

The blows of bamboo knives and bamboo knives, and the continuous and suppressive drinking sound poured into their ears like a tide.

Hongo Taidou's voice was thick and strong, and his appearance was quite heroic.

They could feel the power in his voice and movements.

This level of excitement is several times more exciting than watching a fighting movie.

Because they are in it.

Uesugi Kai's eyes turned inside the mask, and he stared at Hongo Taito's walking bamboo knife and the trajectory of his actions.

Uesugi Kai could accurately see the rhythm of Hongo's Taito movement.

He belongs to the "fast" style genre.

It should be one of the police streams.

It is not difficult for Uesugi to find that it was okay at the beginning, but after the confrontation until now, Hongo Taito has become a little messy.

——The speed of his knife is getting faster and faster.

From the perspective of others, his suppression seems to be stronger because of the faster speed of the knife.

But in the eyes of Uesugi Kai, he is out of rhythm.

Blindly pursuing the speed of the sword is not the right way.

Everything is said to be fast or slow precisely because it deviates from the original rhythm.

But kendo, which most people think of as "fast", is not so in the eyes of Uesugi Kai, a skilled teacher with decades of experience.

for example.

Such as cars.

A car traveling at 120 km/h.

Counting people's work and rest, you can travel about 1000 kilometers a day on the road.

But what about a tractor?
A tractor travels at 40 km/h.

With all the calculations, you can't run 1000 kilometers in a day with the wheels off.

Not to mention driver breaks.

And if the wheels of the tractor are broken, can it still run 1000 kilometers?
But if you drive slower, will the tractor arrive in a few days?
The so-called "haste makes waste".

If you run too fast, you will easily fall and lose your rhythm.

In the eyes of Uesugi Kai, Hongo Taito's offense is like this.

He's lost his rhythm and now he's broken his wheels and is full of holes.

Everything has a time to fail.

Uesugi Kai seized the gap revealed by Hongo's Taito, and with all his strength, he slammed back the bamboo knife that fell from the other side.

Snapped--!
The air vibrates.

This time, it came quite violently.

This strike back made the bamboo knife in Benxiang Taidou's hand slightly dull.

Uesugi Ookai was on time, without any hesitation, he stepped forward and took advantage of the situation to pursue.

The middle finger of the bamboo knife is kept in a natural state, the ring finger and little finger are clenched, and both hands are turned inward at the same time.

This is the standard knife holding position.

Then stab forward in an instant!
"noodle!"

Sticking the knife is like letting the bicycle chain run out of oil, and every step is difficult.

The return attack that seizes the gap is like pulling the chain off the bike's stall completely, making it lose its rhythm.

The final stab came when the chain snapped, jamming the wheel and bringing the bike to a complete stop.

Now, Oi Uesugi's bamboo sword was pointed directly at the mask of Hongo Taito, a perfect hit.

The sound of the bamboo knife stopped abruptly.

Taito Hongo froze in the air as he was about to continue his attack.

The three referees raised the red flag at the same time, announcing that the attack was valid.

"Noodles! One copy! Contestant Uesugi wins!"

"Wonderful." In the auditorium, Mr. Shi Fan, an ancient swordsmanship school, smiled first and applauded.

Clap, clap.
The applause is gradually expanding.

no doubt.

Whether it is from the perspective of laymen or insiders, this is a wonderful matchup.

Lost so fast.?

Taito Hongo was a little puzzled, but the opponent had indeed hit him.

He doesn't like to underestimate the enemy. For professional reasons, experience and experience tell him that underestimating the enemy will only bring pain and regret.

But why... still lost?

It's hard to understand, and there's even an uncontrollable suffocation in his chest.

Taito Hongo listened to the warm applause that surrounded his body. These applause did not belong to him. The discussion of the audience surrounded by his ears made him calm down a lot.

At the beginning, I had a great opportunity and an absolute advantage, but why did I lose?

After thinking about it, he put away the bamboo knife, and gave a sincere courtesy to the young man in front of him.

Uesugi Kai put the bamboo knife in his waist and nodded in return.

Taito Hongo looked at his back when he turned around, although he lost this round as a criminal policeman to a young man who lacked more than ten years of experience in kendo, but for some reason, he didn't have the dull mood just now.

After a short rest, in the second round, he held a bamboo sword and adjusted his mentality. When he looked at Uesugi Oi who was also holding a sword to meet him, he began to try to find a way to control the enemy.

(End of this chapter)