[Comprehensive] History of Harmony Honmaru
Chapter 150 At the Budokan
How to describe it?
Probably a feeling of surprise and disobedience.
In such a small town with simple folk customs, I suddenly saw a Budokan that seemed to exist with a certain belief in the will of the Shinsengumi.
You know, even in any other town, it is very difficult to see a martial arts gym in a place much larger than this one. Now there are only places like the Bamboo Kendo Gym, which really focus on cultivating a samurai. The Budokan——does it still exist?
The Fusangshen felt a little surprised and absurd.
These days, they are no longer ignorant of the world.
Even if they have never been to the real world, they can still understand through some descriptions of other god judges how the Bushido spirit has declined in the current world, and real warriors almost don't exist anymore.
Although it is said that a certain prince was obsessed with a group of old samurai headed by Hijikata Toshizo, and even promoted the study of swordsmanship and restoration of ancient times in the country to a certain extent, he invited many heirs of the last generation of schools and even researchers related to the Shinsengumi to reproduce A part of the spirit of Bushido and the fighting skills of the samurai once appeared, but such cases are only a few.
And in such a remote place that is almost isolated from the outside world, there is actually a Budokan with the word "sincerity" printed on the curtain. Let alone risking some kind of dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction with the current emperor, it is its existence itself It's also very intriguing.
"Ah... um, this..." Fu Sangshen didn't know what to say for a while, so they could only look at each other.
"Has it existed for a long time?" Among these people, Yu Li was the one who reacted more calmly. She looked at Ponyo and asked casually.
"It seems so, Sousuke, do you know?"
"Oh, this seems to be... the Budokan passed down from Uncle Cangya's father, right? It can be regarded as the same place inherited...?" Zongsuke actually didn't understand much, he didn't understand this kind of fighting and killing. Not as interested as ordinary boys.
"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga suggested, everyone thought about it and finally nodded.
Zong Jie hesitated to speak, seeing that everyone wanted to go, he led them in anyway.
"It's a pity that Qingguang is not here." Hirano whispered to Yu Li softly. He stood at the door and lifted the curtain for Yu Li. Although he was not as tall as Yu Li, she understood what he meant.
"It's okay, if they are curious, they can come over again."
Yu Li said to him softly.
"call--"
"what--"
The voice inside suddenly sounded, which startled her. Turning her head to look, several people were practicing the basic posture of swinging a sword with a wooden sword.
His muscular body is slightly bulging, and it is particularly obvious under the vest-style top. The muscular muscles of the same level are probably comparable only to Xiaohumaru. Although the other Fusangshen are equally strong, their strength is not weak. But it really doesn't look that strong.
Take the most typical and exaggerated Hotaru as an example. He wields the most powerful odachi, and his combat power is also impressive among odachis. However, he himself is a young boy who looks thin and weak. We are the same height, and the figure is not so strong.
But this does not affect Yu Li's love and admiration for him.
"Oh!" Shinano looked at it with great sense of novelty, his eyes full of amazement.
"It looks very powerful." The five tigers nodded back, not an exaggeration. From their point of view, these incomplete moves are not in place at all, and they are not the ones they are used to. Killing the enemy is the first priority. One-target moves, but if it is just the natural psychological flow formed by the Tokugawa shogunate and Bushido spirit until the last moment, the representative figure of the last samurai, Hijikata Toshizo, they undoubtedly have a little shape.
Modern Bamboo Kendo is based on the native bushido and many samurai schools after integration, avoiding some actions that are too lethal and endanger life.
In the usual bamboo kendo hall, the things taught are also standard movements that can be used in international competitions.
But this Budokan is different in many ways.
Perhaps for laymen who don't know kendo or bamboo kendo, they can't see the difference, but for those of them who have seen the moves of Horikawa Kunihiro, Izumi Mori Kanesada, California Kiyomitsu, and Yamato Mori Anding, they can With such success, it is already very good.
This should be based on the skills and experience of Hijikata Toshizo and Okita Souji, a natural psychological flow inheritance Budokan, which is slightly different from the style of the former master Kondo Isamu who was long Soya Kotoru.
"Wow, three-stage thrust!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said suddenly with a smile, with surprised approval in his words, he didn't know when he jumped between the practice field and the training field.
What he lamented was exactly the move performed by a man in his 40s.
Although compared with the ones shown by Yamato Shou'an and California Qingguang, this move is somewhat lacking in practice, and it is a compliment to say that it is so-so.
In the final analysis, this is indeed to reproduce the technology of Okita Souji.
But immediately, Tsurumaru raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head with a half-smile, and denied it in his heart:
"No, it's nothing more than a three-step flat stab-style change, and it can't be called Okita-kun's 'green flat eyes'."
If any one of Yamato Mori and Kiyomitsu can make a more detailed and accurate evaluation here, other Fusangshen are not qualified to talk about Okita Souji's skills.
They have only a general understanding of the kendo skills of the Shinsengumi Mibu wolves.
Although he is able to deal with the enemy, but if he really wants to understand it, I am afraid that he is not as good as Mutsu Moriyoshi, who is the former opponent of the Shinsengumi and is currently not used to the swords of the Shinsengumi.
It is true to say that the enemy knows oneself best.
"Humph!"
However, Tsurumaru seemed to have a smile that could be misunderstood as a contemptuous expression, but it suddenly angered the person who was practicing the move. He just snorted a few times and frowned, and a group of people suddenly surrounded him, and Yu Li, Ponyo, Zongsuke, and Fu Sangshen surrounded them with a bad posture.
Others don't know the identities of the Daojian Fusangshen, they just think they are laymen to judge at will.
Even if Tsurumaru Kuninaga really has the qualifications to judge and evaluate, and what he said is not wrong, it still makes these people in the Budokan feel a little displeased.
When the vigilant and dissatisfied eyes fell on the group of them, Sanri Yuezong's smiling expression paused slightly, showing some uncomfortable displeasure.
The Fusangshen also quietly stood in front of Yu Li.
Although these people were not enough of a threat to them, it was too rude and arrogant to find fault without saying a word, which made the Fu Sangshen very unhappy.
Both Zongjie and Ponyo were frightened, Yu Li quickly grabbed them and took them into her arms.
For a moment, the two parties formed a confrontational situation.
Of course, the number of people in the Budokan far exceeds that of Yuli and his party. They hold wooden swords and point them at them one by one, but in terms of momentum, the Fusangshen are not much weaker, and even faintly stronger.
Fu Sangshen have seen so many scenes, and they have faced countless enemies. These people who have not even seen blood on their hands but look strong are not a threat to them.
But this attitude and what he said are really uncomfortable. How can such an arrogant and aggressive posture carry forward the natural flow of psychology and the Bushido spirit of the Shinsengumi?In particular, their behavior of pointing knives at women and children was not done by samurai, which made people feel extremely disgusting.
"Irreverent hairy child! Get out!"
"..."
The man looked at Tsurumaru with quite annoyed eyes, and it's no exaggeration to say that he was murderous, but this level of anger was nothing more than a tickle for Tsurumaru.
Just because of all the troubles and things he did in Honmaru, the anger of Yizheng and Hasebe in the first period was a little bit more than it is now, and the anger value was higher than that of the person in front of him. high.
Although this person is already in his own rage situation.
To him, Tsurumaru's judgment was putting his foot in his face.
"Let's fight!"
When this man raised the knife, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and the others felt very surprised, and a strange feeling arose from it.
"Okay, then come on." Tsurumaru Kuninaga almost laughed angrily, "Don't do anything to my Ji Jun, or I will get angry!"
"I must prove my kendo skills. You are only a boy in your twenties. How can you rely on me to comment on the way of natural psychological flow that I have practiced for half my life?"
"My Ping Qingyan has been recognized by many parties. What are you, a stinky boy? I bet on the honor of a warrior, and I will fight you!"
Tsurumaru didn't even want to make any unnecessary expressions, his golden eyes were stained with a little coldness.
The opponent made a move first, and used the natural psychological flow of the kendo, but it can only be said to be remarkable, and one move doesn't explain anything.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga's casual attitude finally irritated him again, he roared "Ah—" and rushed towards Tsurumaru.
"Oh?" This trick aroused his little interest.
"Mr. Okita often starts with flat blue eyes. This is a very difficult sword technique. The tip of the knife hangs down slightly and leans slightly to the right. From this posture, press down and catch the enemy's knife, and immediately use it with lightning speed. Swing the sword upwards and slash down. Souji Okita's sword skills are so superb that one feels as if the enemy is almost drawn to his sword to be slashed."
"And this move of yours obviously hasn't reached such a level. It's just a 'following a cat and drawing a tiger' action, which can be easily picked off."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't mean to find fault, and pointed out the middle-aged man sincerely, but it seemed like a firecracker was lit, his bronze-colored cold face was flushed, and the veins almost burst out.
Tsurumaru frowned in displeasure, being so unbearable and so arrogant, so Tsurumaru lost even more interest in pointing out.
It seemed that they were rare modern warriors who practiced the ancient Bushido, but he still wanted to give them a little advice, but as it turned out, he didn't even have the interest to fight them.
With a lift of the wrist, the wooden Taidao sword was loosened forward, and with another heavy blow, the Taidao in the opponent's hand fell to the ground suddenly.
With a swipe, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's sword was placed on his neck.
The movement was so fast that the people in the Budokan couldn't catch it. Of course, the Fusangshen knew that Tsurumaru had kept his hand at this time, but their attitude was already very impatient.
There was an eerie silence for a moment.
Immediately there was a thud, and the man knelt down on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man respectfully performed a samurai kneeling salute, "Miyong Shimokura, I offended you."
"Ah, I was wrong too."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga was silent for a while, and then apologized with a smile. He was never such a narrow-minded person. If he was really entangled in this kind of thing, he would have been depressed to death.
What makes him unhappy is that they vented their anger on everyone, seeming to "scare" the judges, but his attitude should be more solemn, in fact, he just didn't think that Cang Miyong would take such a formal name so seriously.
He was so obsessed with the art of swordsmanship, and they were actually happy to pay attention to swordsmanship, but he was a little puzzled that he regarded something that he hadn't even learned the essence of as more important than practicing swordsmanship itself.
Whether or not Cangiyayong sincerely apologized to Tsurumaru, including other people, can naturally see it, but everyone did not tell the truth. He surrendered and apologized to Tsurumaru because he lost the duel. There is very little sincerity in it, but Tsurumaru also don't care.
After all, it's just two unrelated people.
Probably a feeling of surprise and disobedience.
In such a small town with simple folk customs, I suddenly saw a Budokan that seemed to exist with a certain belief in the will of the Shinsengumi.
You know, even in any other town, it is very difficult to see a martial arts gym in a place much larger than this one. Now there are only places like the Bamboo Kendo Gym, which really focus on cultivating a samurai. The Budokan——does it still exist?
The Fusangshen felt a little surprised and absurd.
These days, they are no longer ignorant of the world.
Even if they have never been to the real world, they can still understand through some descriptions of other god judges how the Bushido spirit has declined in the current world, and real warriors almost don't exist anymore.
Although it is said that a certain prince was obsessed with a group of old samurai headed by Hijikata Toshizo, and even promoted the study of swordsmanship and restoration of ancient times in the country to a certain extent, he invited many heirs of the last generation of schools and even researchers related to the Shinsengumi to reproduce A part of the spirit of Bushido and the fighting skills of the samurai once appeared, but such cases are only a few.
And in such a remote place that is almost isolated from the outside world, there is actually a Budokan with the word "sincerity" printed on the curtain. Let alone risking some kind of dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction with the current emperor, it is its existence itself It's also very intriguing.
"Ah... um, this..." Fu Sangshen didn't know what to say for a while, so they could only look at each other.
"Has it existed for a long time?" Among these people, Yu Li was the one who reacted more calmly. She looked at Ponyo and asked casually.
"It seems so, Sousuke, do you know?"
"Oh, this seems to be... the Budokan passed down from Uncle Cangya's father, right? It can be regarded as the same place inherited...?" Zongsuke actually didn't understand much, he didn't understand this kind of fighting and killing. Not as interested as ordinary boys.
"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Tsurumaru Kuninaga suggested, everyone thought about it and finally nodded.
Zong Jie hesitated to speak, seeing that everyone wanted to go, he led them in anyway.
"It's a pity that Qingguang is not here." Hirano whispered to Yu Li softly. He stood at the door and lifted the curtain for Yu Li. Although he was not as tall as Yu Li, she understood what he meant.
"It's okay, if they are curious, they can come over again."
Yu Li said to him softly.
"call--"
"what--"
The voice inside suddenly sounded, which startled her. Turning her head to look, several people were practicing the basic posture of swinging a sword with a wooden sword.
His muscular body is slightly bulging, and it is particularly obvious under the vest-style top. The muscular muscles of the same level are probably comparable only to Xiaohumaru. Although the other Fusangshen are equally strong, their strength is not weak. But it really doesn't look that strong.
Take the most typical and exaggerated Hotaru as an example. He wields the most powerful odachi, and his combat power is also impressive among odachis. However, he himself is a young boy who looks thin and weak. We are the same height, and the figure is not so strong.
But this does not affect Yu Li's love and admiration for him.
"Oh!" Shinano looked at it with great sense of novelty, his eyes full of amazement.
"It looks very powerful." The five tigers nodded back, not an exaggeration. From their point of view, these incomplete moves are not in place at all, and they are not the ones they are used to. Killing the enemy is the first priority. One-target moves, but if it is just the natural psychological flow formed by the Tokugawa shogunate and Bushido spirit until the last moment, the representative figure of the last samurai, Hijikata Toshizo, they undoubtedly have a little shape.
Modern Bamboo Kendo is based on the native bushido and many samurai schools after integration, avoiding some actions that are too lethal and endanger life.
In the usual bamboo kendo hall, the things taught are also standard movements that can be used in international competitions.
But this Budokan is different in many ways.
Perhaps for laymen who don't know kendo or bamboo kendo, they can't see the difference, but for those of them who have seen the moves of Horikawa Kunihiro, Izumi Mori Kanesada, California Kiyomitsu, and Yamato Mori Anding, they can With such success, it is already very good.
This should be based on the skills and experience of Hijikata Toshizo and Okita Souji, a natural psychological flow inheritance Budokan, which is slightly different from the style of the former master Kondo Isamu who was long Soya Kotoru.
"Wow, three-stage thrust!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga said suddenly with a smile, with surprised approval in his words, he didn't know when he jumped between the practice field and the training field.
What he lamented was exactly the move performed by a man in his 40s.
Although compared with the ones shown by Yamato Shou'an and California Qingguang, this move is somewhat lacking in practice, and it is a compliment to say that it is so-so.
In the final analysis, this is indeed to reproduce the technology of Okita Souji.
But immediately, Tsurumaru raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head with a half-smile, and denied it in his heart:
"No, it's nothing more than a three-step flat stab-style change, and it can't be called Okita-kun's 'green flat eyes'."
If any one of Yamato Mori and Kiyomitsu can make a more detailed and accurate evaluation here, other Fusangshen are not qualified to talk about Okita Souji's skills.
They have only a general understanding of the kendo skills of the Shinsengumi Mibu wolves.
Although he is able to deal with the enemy, but if he really wants to understand it, I am afraid that he is not as good as Mutsu Moriyoshi, who is the former opponent of the Shinsengumi and is currently not used to the swords of the Shinsengumi.
It is true to say that the enemy knows oneself best.
"Humph!"
However, Tsurumaru seemed to have a smile that could be misunderstood as a contemptuous expression, but it suddenly angered the person who was practicing the move. He just snorted a few times and frowned, and a group of people suddenly surrounded him, and Yu Li, Ponyo, Zongsuke, and Fu Sangshen surrounded them with a bad posture.
Others don't know the identities of the Daojian Fusangshen, they just think they are laymen to judge at will.
Even if Tsurumaru Kuninaga really has the qualifications to judge and evaluate, and what he said is not wrong, it still makes these people in the Budokan feel a little displeased.
When the vigilant and dissatisfied eyes fell on the group of them, Sanri Yuezong's smiling expression paused slightly, showing some uncomfortable displeasure.
The Fusangshen also quietly stood in front of Yu Li.
Although these people were not enough of a threat to them, it was too rude and arrogant to find fault without saying a word, which made the Fu Sangshen very unhappy.
Both Zongjie and Ponyo were frightened, Yu Li quickly grabbed them and took them into her arms.
For a moment, the two parties formed a confrontational situation.
Of course, the number of people in the Budokan far exceeds that of Yuli and his party. They hold wooden swords and point them at them one by one, but in terms of momentum, the Fusangshen are not much weaker, and even faintly stronger.
Fu Sangshen have seen so many scenes, and they have faced countless enemies. These people who have not even seen blood on their hands but look strong are not a threat to them.
But this attitude and what he said are really uncomfortable. How can such an arrogant and aggressive posture carry forward the natural flow of psychology and the Bushido spirit of the Shinsengumi?In particular, their behavior of pointing knives at women and children was not done by samurai, which made people feel extremely disgusting.
"Irreverent hairy child! Get out!"
"..."
The man looked at Tsurumaru with quite annoyed eyes, and it's no exaggeration to say that he was murderous, but this level of anger was nothing more than a tickle for Tsurumaru.
Just because of all the troubles and things he did in Honmaru, the anger of Yizheng and Hasebe in the first period was a little bit more than it is now, and the anger value was higher than that of the person in front of him. high.
Although this person is already in his own rage situation.
To him, Tsurumaru's judgment was putting his foot in his face.
"Let's fight!"
When this man raised the knife, Tsurumaru Kuninaga and the others felt very surprised, and a strange feeling arose from it.
"Okay, then come on." Tsurumaru Kuninaga almost laughed angrily, "Don't do anything to my Ji Jun, or I will get angry!"
"I must prove my kendo skills. You are only a boy in your twenties. How can you rely on me to comment on the way of natural psychological flow that I have practiced for half my life?"
"My Ping Qingyan has been recognized by many parties. What are you, a stinky boy? I bet on the honor of a warrior, and I will fight you!"
Tsurumaru didn't even want to make any unnecessary expressions, his golden eyes were stained with a little coldness.
The opponent made a move first, and used the natural psychological flow of the kendo, but it can only be said to be remarkable, and one move doesn't explain anything.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga's casual attitude finally irritated him again, he roared "Ah—" and rushed towards Tsurumaru.
"Oh?" This trick aroused his little interest.
"Mr. Okita often starts with flat blue eyes. This is a very difficult sword technique. The tip of the knife hangs down slightly and leans slightly to the right. From this posture, press down and catch the enemy's knife, and immediately use it with lightning speed. Swing the sword upwards and slash down. Souji Okita's sword skills are so superb that one feels as if the enemy is almost drawn to his sword to be slashed."
"And this move of yours obviously hasn't reached such a level. It's just a 'following a cat and drawing a tiger' action, which can be easily picked off."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga didn't mean to find fault, and pointed out the middle-aged man sincerely, but it seemed like a firecracker was lit, his bronze-colored cold face was flushed, and the veins almost burst out.
Tsurumaru frowned in displeasure, being so unbearable and so arrogant, so Tsurumaru lost even more interest in pointing out.
It seemed that they were rare modern warriors who practiced the ancient Bushido, but he still wanted to give them a little advice, but as it turned out, he didn't even have the interest to fight them.
With a lift of the wrist, the wooden Taidao sword was loosened forward, and with another heavy blow, the Taidao in the opponent's hand fell to the ground suddenly.
With a swipe, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's sword was placed on his neck.
The movement was so fast that the people in the Budokan couldn't catch it. Of course, the Fusangshen knew that Tsurumaru had kept his hand at this time, but their attitude was already very impatient.
There was an eerie silence for a moment.
Immediately there was a thud, and the man knelt down on the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man respectfully performed a samurai kneeling salute, "Miyong Shimokura, I offended you."
"Ah, I was wrong too."
Tsurumaru Kuninaga was silent for a while, and then apologized with a smile. He was never such a narrow-minded person. If he was really entangled in this kind of thing, he would have been depressed to death.
What makes him unhappy is that they vented their anger on everyone, seeming to "scare" the judges, but his attitude should be more solemn, in fact, he just didn't think that Cang Miyong would take such a formal name so seriously.
He was so obsessed with the art of swordsmanship, and they were actually happy to pay attention to swordsmanship, but he was a little puzzled that he regarded something that he hadn't even learned the essence of as more important than practicing swordsmanship itself.
Whether or not Cangiyayong sincerely apologized to Tsurumaru, including other people, can naturally see it, but everyone did not tell the truth. He surrendered and apologized to Tsurumaru because he lost the duel. There is very little sincerity in it, but Tsurumaru also don't care.
After all, it's just two unrelated people.
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