Rebirth of Japan's Sekiro Legacy

Chapter 436 Rolling
Nozomi Arakawa's performance made everyone fall into silence.

Everyone felt that this guy was... very strong.

Even Gong Hua was defeated. You must know that her strength is comparable to that of Miyazaki Teru.

In this dojo, apart from Kotaro, only Gonghua, Miyazaki Teru and Fengta are the strongest.

Each of them has the strength not inferior to the third dan of kendo, but Gonghua was easily defeated by Nozomi Arakawa.

Only then did Kotaro realize a fact.

Nozomi Arakawa probably didn't come here to learn kendo, he just wanted to pass the trials in various dojos to get the chance to enter the Fuyuki Kendo Gym Grand Tournament.

That's why he only confirmed when he first arrived whether the new students could participate in the selection.

If I had rejected him at that time, surely he would immediately turn around and go to the next dojo?

Miyazaki Teru's expression also changed.

He originally thought that his biggest competitor was Gong Hua.

But judging from the current situation, his competitor seems to have to change someone.

"This guy... is so strong!!"

Only then did the students feel deeply ashamed.

It turns out that this newcomer has always been able to defeat them with hard power, and there is no need for any purposeful release.

Really, it's a shame.

In this way, isn't our previous behavior just as ridiculous as playing tricks?

Thinking of this, everyone turned their attention to the instigator—Fengta.

If it wasn't for this guy's idea, everyone wouldn't be ashamed.

And Fengtai pretended not to see it, and tentatively said:
"Or... I won't go up, you two please?"

Anyway, he wasn't interested in any kind of kendo hall, so he might as well get out of the battle as soon as possible, so as not to lose face after being defeated by a new student.

As for the others...

Hey, don't know if a meal will get them to turn the page.

"I don't care." Miyazaki Hui said coldly.

"It's okay with me." Nozomi Arakawa was still humble.

"Then let's begin."

Kotaro didn't say much.

On the contrary, he kind of hoped that Nozomi Arakawa could go to the kendo hall to participate in the competition.

If he can really achieve good results, it will undoubtedly be beneficial to his own dojo. After all, Nozomi Arakawa has already signed up in his dojo, and he is regarded as a disciple. He can use this opportunity to recruit more students and expand the scale of the dojo.

It's just... what about Miyazaki Teru?
Kotaro had some worries in his heart.

He has always seen Teru Miyazaki's efforts, and that kid's goal is to participate in national kendo competitions and get a good ranking.

If he wins the kendo gym competition in Fuyuki City, the winner will get a letter of recommendation from the mayor of Fuyuki City... In this way, there is almost nothing that can hinder his path to his dream.

Now that this opportunity was in front of Teru Miyazaki, Kotaro had reason to believe that he would win it no matter what.

Kotaro was a little depressed.

On the one hand, he hopes that Arakawa Wang, a kendo genius who is expected to win the championship, will earn more income for his dojo. On the other hand, he also hopes that Miyazaki Teru can get the key to open the door of dreams...

But then he patted his face.

Really, what are you thinking about?

Aren't these two competing?

Whoever wins means that whose swordsmanship is more superb, and who can participate in the competition at the Kendo Hall.

And the loser can't even beat the winner of this dojo, how can he beat other opponents?
Kotaro said in his heart that it doesn't matter who he favors in his heart.

Because this is a contest of kendo, and it is also a contest between people.

This is how the world is.

People use each other as pedals to climb up, and whoever climbs one step will have to fall down one step.

——Everything depends on its own ability.

Nozomi Arakawa and Teru Miyazaki entered the arena and saluted each other.

"Start!" Kotaro said.

Miyazaki Teru's fighting spirit rose in his heart, and he stepped forward.

Nozomi Arakawa also stepped forward.

There was no physical contact, both sides directly pressed into the opponent's body.

Miyazaki Teru clenched the bamboo knife and shouted.

He believed in himself, and at this moment he had no choice but to believe in himself and the bamboo knife in his hand.

The next moment, there was a crisp impact sound.

His chest was hit by the front part of the bamboo knife. Although he had armor, the blow seemed to hit his heart, and his whole heart ached.

Not only that, but his own knife was still nearly a foot away from Nomo Arakawa.

"how is this possible?"

The sight in front of him made his eyes widen in horror.

This fact broke him a bit.

It wasn't that the fact that he lost to Nozomi Arakawa made it difficult for him to accept.

...but the distance of one foot.

0.33 meters, almost the length of two pocket daggers.

He accepted the fact of his failure calmly, but there was an inexplicable unwillingness in his heart.

It wasn't that Nozomi Arakawa was reluctant to take away the quota for this competition, but Nozomi Arakawa made him realize that his own strength was nothing more than that.

To launch an attack directly without physical contact means abandoning defense. Both sides must attack with the fastest speed. Whoever hits the opponent first will win.

On the battlefield, it is also a way to determine the outcome between two enemies with one move.

The two rushed towards each other brandishing their weapons. The loser would fall, but the winner would be wounded more often.

However, his sword didn't even touch the opponent's body.

As a result, there is no need to pronounce a verdict.

Everyone present saw what happened just now.

"I lost."

Miyazaki Hui murmured, the bamboo knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"Then, Mr. Hoshino," Momo Arakawa turned his head, "I can participate, right?"

Kotaro looked at Miyazaki Teru, who was stunned in place, and was silent for a while before slowly nodding.

After confirming the result, Nozomi Arakawa nodded slightly, and bowed to Teru Miyazaki again.

"Then it's almost time for lunch. I'm going to eat. In the afternoon, please teach me more detailed rules of kendo."

Without waiting for Kotaro's answer, Nozomi Arakawa walked to the changing room alone, and everyone stared at his back with complicated expressions.

... * ...

lunch time.

Students gathered for dinner.

This is a rare thing.

Before, it was usually the boys who mixed together and the girls who sat on the other side.

But today is different, boys and girls are all together.

Gong Hua poked the bento with her chopsticks.

Although she herself said she had no appetite, the reddish eye circles already said it all.

Miyazaki Teru on the side couldn't even eat the rice balls anymore.

Companions are comforting them.

How should I put it, today is a weird day.

It was obviously a beautiful weekend, but Nozomi Arakawa's uninvited guest disrupted everything.

With just one person, he crushed the two trump cards in Hoshino Dojo, and it was a double crush from body to spirit.

But even so, Arakawa Nozomi's gentle attitude did not arouse any hostility.

Moreover, he thoughtfully bought everyone ice cream under the scorching sun and chatted with everyone, seemingly unaware of what he had done.

(End of this chapter)