Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

"Of course there is no problem on my side, but why are you here?" Mao Lilan took it for granted that there was no problem, but she was a little confused as to why Takasaka Enoka and the other three were here?

"Well, I came here with Xiao Hai to buy something. The mall here sells specially made bows!"

Takasaka Enoka told everything that they came out this time to buy the bow and arrow that Sonoda Umi needed.

It was not necessary at first, but after the day was over, Umi Sonoda discovered that the bowstring she had left in the club was broken.

That's why they had to come out temporarily to buy a new bow. Fortunately, this shopping mall was not far from their location.

After Gaoban Hui Noka finished explaining, she continued, "But that bow is too big. In order to avoid trouble, we plan to buy it after we finish playing!"

After all, that kind of bow is even taller than them. Unless they plan to buy it and take it back immediately, they don’t want to carry such a big thing with them when they travel.

"Sorry to bother you! Will our joining now affect your arrangements?" Sonoda Umi pulled her best friend and said with a little apology.

"Not at all!" Suzuki Sonoko came over and hugged her best friend's neck. This gesture immediately made Sonoda Umi smile.

"You all have such a good relationship! I saw you together at the school festival before, but why weren't Matsumoto-san and Busujima-san together?"

"As for Amin, he is being called over by his master to practice kendo! Busujima-san has also been called over by his father to observe!"

Xiaolan blurted out without any intention of hiding anything.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan immediately felt the hand around her neck seemed to be holding her tighter.

"What did you say, Xiaolan, how could you do that!"

Mao Lilan turned her head with some confusion, only to see her good friend Suzuki Sonoko looking at her angrily.

"Even if the threat level is reduced! But she can still be considered your love rival! Are you so confident that your boyfriend is with your love rival?"

Facing Suzuki Sonoko's sudden question, Mao Lilan blinked and said hesitantly, "But even if you are in love, you still have to give your partner some private space, otherwise it will be easy to get bored!"

"Just like Sonoko, you and I have been best friends for so many years, but don't we separate when we should? It's precisely because we are not together all the time that we don't have the problem of—"

"I understand. No need to say more, Xiaolan!"

Before Xiaolan finished speaking, Suzuki Sonoko immediately patted Xiaolan on the shoulder and stepped back a few steps. "Is this how you fall in love? It seems that my relationship strategy needs to be improved!"

Suzuki Sonoko took out a small notebook, pulled out a pen from the side of the notebook, and began to record.

She originally used a mobile phone, but later found that the portability of the mobile phone was so good that sometimes she didn't feel anything when taking notes, so she changed to a pen.

Just like doing homework, no matter how many times you write it by hand, it will always be much more memorable than simply memorizing it.

It's a pity that I have no practical experience, but at least Xiaolan has practical experience. I rely on theory to guide Xiaolan, and Xiaolan gives me feedback through practice.

I will soon be able to acquire enough relevant knowledge, and then no one will be able to say that I am just an armchair expert!

At Xiaolan's suggestion, the group simply found a milk tea shop, which not only sells milk tea, but also some snacks.

It includes fried chicken nuggets, popcorn chicken and the like, and is not like a simple milk tea shop outside.

This is convenient for them as they don't have to go out and buy other things.

The conversation between the few people was very pleasant. During the conversation, the manager of the mall also saw them, but he was a little confused.

Most winners would choose to buy something quickly, but it seems like this group of winners don’t seem to care much?

However, the winner's idea came from her own mind and has nothing to do with their shopping mall. Let's respect the winner's wishes!

"Haha~ Although it's just an iced drink, I didn't expect it to be served in a glass. Let's toast!"

Suzuki Sonoko said loudly, and the girls around her were willing to cooperate and raised the cups in front of them.

Although this milk tea shop has the word "milk tea" on its outside, it is obviously not a store specializing in milk tea. It sells not only a variety of snacks but also drinks.

The girls smiled and raised their cups, clinking them together.

"Ding--"

The sword broke into two pieces and fell, bouncing back several times before finally settling completely on the ground.

Matsumoto Akira exhaled lightly, and in front of him was Busujima Kazuo who was breathing heavily.

Busujima Kazuo just stared at his cheap apprentice, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

"How despicable, you kid! Your skills are obviously not at the level that I can't understand at all!"

There was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his voice.

Busujima Kazuo was very upset, as Matsumoto Akira's physical fitness was really too advantageous!

He is indeed one in a million sword master seed. Even when he was young, he was far inferior to him!

When he was young, not only did he have an extraordinary talent in kendo, but his physical talent was also unmatched by others.

Therefore, when he participated in various competitions, he was often able to use his physical fitness that surpassed theirs to crush them, or simply suppress them.

Even some seniors whose kendo skills were better than his at the time could still be defeated by him in this way.

It was not until later when he met another famous swordsman that he was corrected by him.

Strength has its limits, but if you add skills to your limited strength, then your future will be limitless!

It was from that time that Busujima Kazuo turned strength into his foundation and completed his transformation from a swordsman to a great swordsman.

But at this moment, when facing his cheap apprentice, Busujima Kazuo suddenly understood one thing.

The so-called strength has its limits, so you need to rely on skills based on strength to take yourself to a higher level, but that is only possible when your strength is not enough.

If one has the talent of a swordsman and his physical fitness is superior to that of an ordinary person, he can fight against a great swordsman in the swordsman's field simply by using his own strength.

However, I couldn't really be said to have been fooled at the time. After all, I had indeed fallen into the trap of relying on strength to win.

All I can say is that if a person relies on some kind of advantage to win and continues to win, it takes great courage and determination to break this advantage and win in another way.

"When I was young, I also pursued strength, but later I found that strength has its limits, so I chose skills!"

Busujima Kazuo stuck the broken sword in his hand into the ground beside him. "But I'm not advising you to give up strength and choose skills! Because skills also have their limits!"

"If you want to become a sword master, you must remember that strength can help you break through all obstacles! If you face someone of the same level, you will not be able to overpower him!"

"Skills are your magic weapon to win! How many people rely on strength? They only use skills when they have no other options. Now there is absolutely no problem with your strength, but don't go down the lame path when all the conditions are met!"

Busujima Kazuo talked for a long time before he finished saying everything he wanted to say.

The Matsumoto Akira in front of him was like a more outstanding and talented version of himself than when he was younger.

Busujima Kazuo had a serious expression, with a hint of calmness in his eyes. He hoped that Matsumoto Akira could grow to a higher level and reach the level he had always pursued but never reached.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

But the key is that you have to let me see it! If I can't even see it, I will die with regrets!

However, considering that no Sword Saint has been born in the past few decades, the person most likely to become a Sword Saint is actually himself.

Busujima Kazuo had given up the idea of ​​meeting a sword saint in his lifetime, but he never expected that when he was old, he would actually meet a genius who had the potential to become a sword saint.

And he's not the kind of genius that would be stifled!

Because Matsumoto Akira has now reached the level of a swordsman, and when he really fights, there is absolutely no difference between him and a great swordsman.

Unless people from a certain country target it forcefully without regard for civilian casualties, it will never be strangled.

After all, although the name of the Great Swordsman is related to sword and looks like an antique, it also grew up in modern times.

Does it mean that those of us who practice sword skills cannot use guns and cannons?

Let’s learn about American Iai~

Not only can we use guns and cannons, we are even more skilled than you. Even if it is dozens of kilograms of weapons and ammunition, I can still run very fast while carrying them on my back.

I can even dodge bullets! Not only can I dodge, I can also chop!

From this, we can understand why ordinary people will never offend a swordsman, because even though he is called a swordsman, it does not mean that he can only use a sword.

"Alright, alright! I've already told you everything I should have told you. Where are you from now? Go back there. Oh, by the way, let my daughter see you off!"

Busujima Kazuo looked serious. He patted Matsumoto Akira on the shoulder, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Matsumoto Akira didn't say much, just nodded. He had no aversion to Busujima Yajima.

Turning around, Matsumoto Akira was surprised to find that the room seemed to have just experienced a fierce war.

The originally flat ground became devastated by the fierce fighting, as if it had been torn into pieces one by one. Matsumoto Akira swept over it bit by bit, and even saw some scratches on the ceiling.

The scratches on it were purely caused by sword energy, but they should not be mine, because I can't do that yet.

Of course, it would be a different story if he relied on Max's strength, or the armor that Tom made for him.

After saying goodbye to his cheap master, Matsumoto Akira came to the corridor. Busujima Yazi followed him and gave Matsumoto Akira a handkerchief. Matsumoto Akira took it and wiped the sweat off his head.

There was not much sweat. After all, Matsumoto Akira was now in a super-enhanced state, which meant that Max simply enhanced Matsumoto Akira instead of turning him into a superman directly. Otherwise, there should be no sweat.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mingjun~" Dudao Yazi smiled and thanked Matsumoto Ming, "It was a really exciting battle. It's a pity that my current strength can't keep up with you, otherwise I would also like to participate!"

There was deep regret in Busujima Yako's eyes; she really hoped to be able to participate in a battle of this level.

Unfortunately, he knew his father's strength, and Matsumoto Akira's strength improved too quickly, so it was not a battle he could intervene in at all.

But even so, being able to witness such a battle with your own eyes can be said to be a unique scene.

Anyway, Busujima-chan didn't know how many people could witness the battle between two great swordsmen like he did.

Even if one of them has only reached the swordsman level, his combat power has reached the great swordsman level.

"If you want to experience it, I can spar with you later! It would be even better if I can bring you into the realm of swordsmanship!"

After wiping the sweat off his face, Matsumoto Akira took the handkerchief in his hand hesitantly. However, after listening to him, Busujima Yako stretched out his hand and took the handkerchief from Matsumoto Akira with a smile.

"Of course I am confident that I can step into the realm of swordsmen, but I don't know when I can do so!"

Putting the handkerchief in his pocket, Busujima Yazi walked several steps ahead of Matsumoto Akira, then suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Matsumoto Akira.

Matsumoto Akira looked at Busujima Yako with a little confusion, not understanding why the girl suddenly stopped?

Dudao Yazi stared at Matsumoto Akira's eyes for a while and suddenly laughed, "Then I hope you can give me some advice when the time comes!"

"Oh, by the way, Xiaolan and her friends made an appointment at XX shopping mall, but unfortunately I needed to stay to watch the game, so I had to decline. If Mingjun wants to go find Xiaolan and her friends, you can go directly there!"

After saying this with a smile, Dokujima Yazi opened the door leading to the outside, and a strong light shone into the passage.

The sun outside was at its hottest, making Matsumoto Akira miss air conditioning.

"Pfft~"

Looking at Matsumoto Akira's sudden reaction, Busujima Yaji's smile blossomed like a flower, exuding charming charm.