Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

There is no need to say much about the other things, but it was interesting to see how Busujima Kazuo easily let his disciples shoot at him with pistols and cut the bullets shot at him.

Matsumoto Akira felt pretty good and began to look forward to being able to achieve this level in the future.

However, he did not expect that the feeling of fantasy would be scolded by Busujima Kazuo just as he began to imagine it.

"Don't think of stopping here. If you just want to chop bullets with a knife, any swordsman can do it. But your future is to become a swordsman. Don't indulge in this!"

"Okay, now that you've received the basics, I've taught you all the basic construction, now come practice with me, and it's time for you to learn the Busujima family's kendo style!"

Even Matsumoto Akira was completely surprised that Busujima Kazuo suddenly uttered such outrageous words. Was he going to start fighting directly against the great swordsman just by teaching him the basic skills?

But Busujima Kazuo was determined and no one could stop him.

Soon, amidst the eyes of the students wishing him good luck and taking care, Matsumoto Akira was forced to put on heavy protective armor.

I also got a real sword, but it should have been mass-produced on an assembly line, but the quality looked good.

Matsumoto Akira touched it and found that the sword was actually sharpened. This thing can be considered a controlled knife no matter where it is, right?

But after thinking about it, the students in this dojo can also use guns, so even if there are knives, it won’t be a big deal. After all, this is a kendo gym.

Under the gaze of Matsumoto Akira, many students followed Busujima Kazuo's instructions and pulled a row of swords that were exactly the same as the one in Matsumoto Akira's hands.

These items were neatly placed on the ground to one side. It was only at this time that Busujima Kazuo slowly walked up with his wooden sword.

"Those are your spare swords. You must remember one thing! If anything unexpected happens to the swords in your hands, you must replenish them in time. Without weapons, even a great swordsman will be in an absolute passive position!"

As Busujima Kazuo spoke, he drew out the wooden sword in his hand and looked at Matsumoto Akira quietly. Matsumoto Akira suddenly felt a completely different pressure from when he fought Hattori Heiji.

"But you must remember! Although the great swordsman will be passive without the sword, the sword is not such an inconvenient thing!"

"Don't be obsessed with the shape of the sword. Turn everything around you into your sword. Only then can you become a true swordsman without weaknesses!"

What is a sword? A sword does not have to go through a thousand trials before it can be forged. Who says that swords made in batches and cast in one piece cannot be considered swords?

Not to mention this kind of sword, even a wooden sword or even a wooden stick can become a sword.

If a swordsman is unable to correctly realize that anything in his hand can become a sword and an extension of his arm, then he will not be able to overcome his weaknesses.

If it is a truly extreme situation, it is also acceptable to use one's hands as swords. Since karate practitioners can use their hands as weapons, why can't swordsmen do the same?

After receiving the advice, Matsumoto Akira nodded. He also knew some similar information before, but at that time he only read it as a novel. However, the general theory should be similar.

Matsumoto Akira's breath suddenly calmed down, and he stared closely at Busujima Kazuo opposite him.

In his sight, Busujima Kazuo seemed to be wrapped in some invisible force, and an extremely sharp feeling came from his body, which he had not felt before.

However, judging from the reactions of the people around me, it seems that only I can sense this feeling. Could it be that it is directed at me?

Matsumoto Akira clenched the sword in his hand and confronted the opponent with bated breath.

At this moment, Busujima Kazuo on the opposite side suddenly moved, and with a light step he instantly rushed to a position not far in front of Matsumoto Akira.

However, Busujima Kazuo did not take advantage of this sudden opportunity to launch an attack. He just came in front of Matsumoto Akira and waited for Matsumoto Akira to react before he gently stabbed out with his sword.

Matsumoto Akira quickly fought back, slashing the long sword in his hand from an angle, trying to cut off the wooden sword in Busujima Kazuo's hand with one blow.

However, Busujima Kazuo's wooden sword circled gently like a dragon and came to the side of Matsumoto Akira, and the two swords collided with each other as if they were facing each other head-on.

There was no loud noise, as wooden swords and steel-forged swords did not have similar functions.

But the next moment, half of Matsumoto Akira's sword had already flown out, and Matsumoto Akira's pupils suddenly contracted.

Although I had seen Busujima Kazuo cut through the iron fence with a wooden sword and use the wooden sword to cut off all the bullets flying towards him.

But at this moment, the sharp long sword that he had forged and sharpened in his hand was cut off by the wooden sword.

Matsumoto Aki finally understood why the so-called swordsmen had such status and power.

But the shock only lasted for a moment. The next moment, Matsumoto Akira threw away the sword in his hand without hesitation, slid to the side of the pile of swords, and directly drew out two long swords.

Although Matsumoto Akira and Busujima Kazuo did not communicate much with each other, he at least understood that the old man would never stop just because of his shock.

As expected, just as Matsumoto Akira got the two swords, a cold wind blew over his head.

Without any hesitation, Matsumoto Akira crossed the two swords and raised them to his head, blocking the wooden sword directly.

Busujima Kazuo slowly drew back his wooden sword, and it was only then that Matsumoto Akira discovered that there were gaps in the two swords in his hands.

He couldn't help but feel a little scared. Although he knew that Busujima Kazuo would definitely retract his strength, if he had only a sword in his hand, he might have been cut off directly.

"Don't be optimistic! I'll tell you something that others don't know. I have actually cut off a tank before!"

With a smile on his face, Busujima Kazuo approached again with slow steps. Matsumoto Akira responded carefully and kept observing Busujima Kazuo's movements and changes in his breath.

After a long time, Matsumoto Akira discovered that each of Busujima Kazuo's attacks had no pattern at all, and they were not attacking the weak points at all.

Wood is wood. No matter how hard it is, a wooden sword that has not been specially polished cannot cut steel at the right angle.

What's more, the long sword in Matsumoto Akira's hand was the sharp part that faced the enemy directly, but even so, it was easily cut off.

Matsumoto Akira had no choice but to focus on the aura flowing through the other person's body, but after looking at it for a while, he didn't see any specific changes.

The energy that erupted from Busujima Kazuo was invisibly protecting his body, but even so it did not extend to the sword.

It was not what Matsumoto Akira had imagined. The power in his body was applied to the sword, making the wooden sword surpass its material.

But this made Matsumoto Akira even more confused. Since it was not what he thought of, then how could it be done?

“Are you wondering how I did it?”

Kazuo Busujima on the opposite side suddenly spoke, and Matsumoto Akira looked at him with a look that asked, "How do you know?"

"Because your expression has already shown it. If you can really see through it, then it's not right for you to become a swordsman. It should be said that time is the time for you to become a swordsman!"

Busujima Kazuo has a smile on his face. He has already begun to imagine the future. How many people can discover their own uniqueness the first time they fight with themselves?

Can you understand from the momentum and changes in your own fighting movements that you must have relied on some special power to accomplish it?

Even if I provide a certain amount of help, those so-called geniuses may not be able to figure it out. This is the so-called gap between swordsmen and non-swordsmen.