【Jiguo Brothers】Zhenghui

"Jiguo Yansheng, your brother has been surrounded and beaten!" Shouts passed through the classroom windows.

Ji Guoyan Sheng opened his eyes, no drowsiness left, and his elder brother Xiongfeng rushed out of the classroom, so fast that the onlookers couldn't see their shadows clearly.

Who would dare to bully my brother? !Ji Guoyan Sheng's eager and silent footsteps stopped in the woods, and the pine leaves shook.But I saw Ji Guoyuan clapping his hands smartly, the school bully who was provoking trouble, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was already swaying, and the handsome young man standing in the center was completely unharmed.

Seeing his brother coming, Ji Guoyuan raised his signature smiling face, bright and gentle.

As we all know, Ji Guoyuan seldom smiles, except for his elder brother.However, Ji Guo Yan Sheng has always hated his smile, and turned his attention to the unconscious gangster on the ground, laughing at himself.

He did redundant things again.

Whether it was before or after rebirth, the younger brother of the Chosen One was still favored by fate and never needed his protection.His coming in this way was nothing more than adding an incompetent witness to his brother's bravery.

"Brother is worried about me." Ji Guoyuan put his arms around his shoulders, his younger brother was a few centimeters taller than him, his profile was covered by his shadow, "I'm fine. In comparison, what happened to brother recently, is he in a bad mood?"

Ji Guo Yan Sheng slapped Ji Guo Yuan Yi's hand, frowning deeply, and walked in front alone.

With a single thought, he became an evil ghost, struggled for hundreds of years, and finally disappeared uglyly.He thought that everything was over, but he never thought that he would see this younger brother again, the blood relative he loved and hated.

Although the times have changed and the environment has changed, they no longer learn swordsmanship, and there are no more evil spirits in the world.But in Jiguo Yansheng's view, there is no change, no difference. Jiguo Yuanyi is still a radiant genius student, and he is still a mediocre foil. This fully proves that gold shines everywhere, and mediocrity It is always the truth of mediocrity.

"Brother, don't worry too much about the last week's exam." Ji Guoyuan caught up, "I believe that's not my brother's real strength, I will help him with tutoring."

Sorry, that is indeed my real strength.Ji Guoyan Sheng turned away indifferently: "No need."

When he was reborn, he traveled to the examination room. Not only did he not know about Napoleon, but he couldn't even paint on the answer sheet, and the modern gel ballpoint pen was also difficult to use.Who would have thought that the sword he had swung desperately for hundreds of years was already outdated. The so-called campus kendo club was nothing more than a group of dolls wielding toothpicks at each other, and he didn't bother to take a second look.

The two brothers returned to the classroom, their seats - all the class teachers since childhood would make the two of them together, as if a mysterious tacit understanding of playing the live-action version of Lianliankan, and the same goes for the dormitory.Ji Guoyan Sheng couldn't get rid of this younger brother at all, so he could only open the book and stare at the textbook.

Behind, a petite and well-behaved girl approached on tiptoe - she thought she was already very quiet, but with Ji Guoyan's keenness as a swordsman, her movements were no different from a mammoth treading on the grassland.

She walked up to Ji Guoyuanyi and took out the thank you snacks she had prepared: "Mr. Yuanyi, thanks to you for giving me a lecture last time, thank you very much!" Her cheeks turned pink, "This weekend...can you Help me with tutoring?"

"I'm sorry, student Binyuan." Ji Guoyuan maintained a polite smile, "I have an appointment with my brother this weekend."

Ji Guo Yan Sheng's face was almost turned to the wall at first, but he didn't want to get mixed up with such crap things like boys and girls.His brother was popular—a fact he had always been so conscious of, so obvious, so unassailable.

However, even though he kept chanting the mantra "It rains, I have no melons", he still lay down silently.Ji Guo Yan Sheng glanced quietly at Ji Guo Yuan Yi, why did this younger brother run the train with his mouth full, and where did they make an appointment?

"Is Yuanyi-kun going to help Yan Sheng-jun with tutoring?" Hanako Mohihara asked, "I, I only need half a day..."

Ji Guoyuan was just like Ji Guoyan Sheng's impression that his emotions rarely fluctuated, and he didn't even blink his eyes:

"My brother is very good and doesn't need tutoring. I just help him discover who he really is. If you have nothing else to do, please go back, Moihara-san."

The pages of the book in Ji Guoyan Sheng's hands began to deform.

He really wanted to paste the page with Bismarck's photo on Ji Guoyuan's face.But he didn't.

Because Prime Minister Bismarck did something wrong again.

A good lunch break is always restless.One Hanako Kihara left, and another beautiful senior came over again.

She is growing fast, tall and glamorous. She has just returned from training in the kendo club. The dark protective gear has not been completely removed. She is holding a mask in her left hand and a bamboo knife in her right. The original white handle has long since changed. In different shades of blue, she walked into their classroom dressed with a knife (even if it was a bamboo knife), and no one dared to stop her.

"Yuichi, don't you consider joining our kendo club?" Hizen-senpai said, "Both the president and the teacher say you are very talented."

This is a lie.Ji Guoyuanyi tried to swing a bamboo knife once at the recruiting booth of the club. No one could judge the qualifications of a swordsman just by the beginner's first swing of a knife.Swinging a knife thousands of times is just the beginning.Although Ji Guoyan Sheng knows his younger brother's talent better than anyone else, it is absolutely impossible for others to know.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng did not show his disdain for such clumsy lies, and any joke made to the extreme would make people unable to laugh.He pretended he didn't hear, and continued to stare at the book, exuding an unpleasant aura around him.

Before Ji Guoyuan refused, Hizen-senpai smiled and added:

"I see that your brother Yan Sheng's bones are amazing. He must also be very talented. Tonight at [-] o'clock our club will hold a lecture in the Zizhu Pavilion. Both of you brothers will come together?"

When Ji Guoyuan's words came to his lips, he turned a corner, and his voice finally brought some joy: "Okay, then please take care of me, senior."

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...?

He looked at the back of Hiqen-senpai going away, and then at his younger brother, as if looking at two psychopaths.

"Brother, learning to sit for a long time is not good for your health, so you should also take part in sports occasionally to exercise your body?" Ji Guoyuan smiled.

So kendo is just a tool for exercising the body?Ji Guo Yan Sheng looked at his younger brother with a look of "are you stupid?"After a while, he thought about it resentfully—for a genius like his younger brother, the Sword of God is not an unreachable field at all, it is just a common skill that is readily available, and it is not surprising that it is used as physical exercise.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng returned to his usual paralyzed face.

Even if one day Ji Guoyuan uses the breath of the sun to cut tofu, he won't be surprised anymore, really.

At seven o'clock in the evening, although Ji Guoyan Sheng was not very willing, he was dragged to the Zizhu Pavilion by his younger brother.This place was originally a boxing gym, but most of the time it served as a basketball court, and in the rest of the time, it became a kendo gym. Their school is not big, and one hall is used for three purposes to save resources.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the floor like everyone else.First, Mr. Matsukata, the instructor of the club, gave a speech. He briefly introduced the historical origin and basic situation of kendo. Then the president Taro Kuroda welcomed the audience. He has been learning kendo for 13 years.The club arranges several seniors to practice swinging knives in two groups, one chops the other, and then the president explains their training movements to the newcomers.

The sound of bamboo knives clashing, coupled with the shouts of young swordsmen, made Ji Guo Yan Sheng dizzy.He didn't bother to look at the sword skills of these weak people at all—no, this kind of weak things can't be regarded as sword skills at all, indeed, as Ji Guoyuan said, this is a way of exercising the body by waving a stick indiscriminately. It doesn't make any difference whether the bamboo knife in my hand is replaced by a clothes rail or a baguette.

"Brother, are you tired?" Ji Guoyuan still sat upright, and whispered, "Let me rest for a while."

"You should take care of yourself first." Ji Guoyan Sheng only felt it was ridiculous.The elder brother was born to let and protect the younger brother.The elders and the younger are respectful and orderly, if he leans on his younger brother, it will be a joke.

"We will invite an audience member to come to the stage to try swinging a knife. I wonder if you have any experience in swinging a knife before?" President Kuroda said enthusiastically, and suddenly remembered that Keiko Hizen had mentioned that there was a man named Ji Guoyuan Yi's student is very popular on campus, if he can be recruited into the club, more newcomers will surely join, and the Kendo club will have no problem recruiting new students this year.The president looked around the stage. It is said that Ji Guoyuan has black hair and high ponytail, slender raised eyebrows, and red eyes... Hey, why are there two?

Which is it, the left or the right?

"Let's just invite the audience who is the third from the left in the third row, and everyone applauds!" No matter, choose one at random, anyway, the two young men are almost handsome, so either one should be very popular.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...

Ji Guoyan Sheng stood up with a dark face.

President Kuroda laughed, and suddenly turned his head, only to see Hizen Keiko winking at him angrily.

Contrary to Ji Guo Yuan Yi, Ji Guo Yan Sheng is a well-known laughing stock on campus.

The younger brother is the stable number one in the grade, but he struggles in the top ten for ten thousand years.It is reasonable to say that they are all academic masters, there is nothing funny, but there are always some people, with failing grades, laughing at those who got [-]% in the exam but did not get [-]% in the exam.

As an older brother, Ji Guoyan Sheng is not as good as his younger brother in everything. He gave up on himself in the last weekly exam, and his ranking dropped below [-]. However, no teacher cared about his situation, because his sense of existence was too low.They just asked Ji Guoyuan about his brother's situation while giving Ji Guoyuan a little trouble, and then casually asked him to take care of his brother's study, that's all.

"Brother, come on." Ji Guoyuan was very sincere.

Ji Guoyan Sheng didn't look at his younger brother's obtrusive smiling face, and walked to the stage. President Kuroda handed him a bamboo knife. He didn't want to take it at first, but when he saw the knife—his hand instinctively reached out and held it. .

The president was just about to tell him some details about holding the knife, but he saw that as soon as he held the knife, his posture changed, his hands clasped his wrists inward, the two tiger's mouths were on the same line as the back of the knife, and the tip of the knife pointed to the opponent's chest, making him The opponent's naked eyes can only see a point on the tip of the knife, and cannot capture the changes of the entire blade.

But after holding the knife for a short time, he put away the knife, holding the knife in his left hand, with the blade facing his palm.All swordsmen know these basic essentials, but this man has a unique aura, and his upright posture is especially tough and fierce.The moment he retracted the knife was too fast, Kuroda had never seen such a quick movement, as if the heavy bamboo knife was just an insignificant sliver in his hand, and the space seemed to be distorted.

"That's right, your posture is really standard. This student must have a foundation!" President Kuroda exclaimed, "What's your name, how many years have you been studying kendo?"

"Ji Guo Yan Sheng." He had little interest, "Beforehand, I have no intention of joining the club."

President Kuroda laughed awkwardly: ...What the hell, isn't this guy here to mess things up?

The sparring has begun.Unexpectedly, Ji Guo Yan Sheng still abided by the sword etiquette, and it was very standard.Kendo begins and ends with salute. Even if you are simply practicing against each other, you must first bow and squat to salute.

Ji Guoyan Sheng squatted up, moving forward with steps as steady as a mountain peak, with his right foot straight in front and his left heel slightly behind.Opposite him is Vice President Hizen Keiko. She wears a mask and holds a bamboo knife horizontally, asking the practitioner to slash her blade ten times vertically.

The original intention of the club is to invite an audience member to come up and swing a knife, and then ask Mr. Matsukata to give instructions to the audience, so as to deepen everyone's understanding of swinging a knife.Therefore, the invited audience had better be able to make some mistakes - besides, it is difficult for Suzhen's actions to not make mistakes.

Although Su Zhen is simple and straightforward, it is the foundation of all kendo exercises.Just like the "one" in calligraphy, it is very simple and everyone can write it, but there is a huge difference between the handwriting of masters and novices.Even an eighth-dan swordsman who has practiced for more than eighty years can hardly boast that his Su Zhen is flawless.

Hizen Keiko stood still and raised the knife as usual. The string of her original knife was broken, and some bamboo pieces were left on the blade. For the lecture, the teacher specially replaced her with a brand new bamboo knife.

The audience in the audience watched attentively. Suddenly, the floor slammed and a wind blew gently. She loosened her hands, as if something broke silently.

In an instant, Ji Guoyuan's breath was stagnant, and his eyes were fixed on the person on the stage.Jiguo Yan Sheng has already withdrawn his sword - not so much as withdrawing his sword, it is better to say that everyone did not see clearly how he swung the sword or how he retracted it.

Hizen Keiko was stunned, she looked at the knife in her hand - two white strings hung down, the blade broke in two.The cutting surface is extremely flat and smooth, not like a normal bamboo knife!

===TBC===

Suzhen, you can chop your partner's knife or the air during practice.Swordsmen in the Taisho era (that is, the era of Touzhu) also used bamboo or wooden knives when they practiced in the dojo. It’s just that the first brother has held a real knife for hundreds of years, so it’s inevitable that the fake knife is slightly crumbly (dog head).

Bamboo knives are not so much knives, but more like sticks, very close to irregular long cylinders, with white strings representing the back of the knife.

Of course, it is impossible to cut a bamboo knife casually in real kendo.

But this is our powerful and cute brother (dog head.