Living in Tokyo, all I want to do is laze around.

Looking at his face behind sunglasses, Uesugi Kai asked, "Uncle Yueyou, how does your strength compare to your father-in-law's?"

To be honest, he hadn't seen Hanamaru Yuuki make a move yet.

"Not so good, not so good. Second Brother knows the secrets of the Manifestation Flow, I'm just a newbie."

Hanamaru Yuuki's tone seemed perfunctory, but he usually had this casual attitude.

Calling myself a newbie is just being modest.

Kai Uesugi knew that his uncle was a well-known swordsman of the Jigen-ryu style in the world of kendo.

Taking this opportunity, he wanted to ask more questions about his father-in-law's move.

"Uncle Yuzuki, the essence of the Manifestation Style... is it?"

Hanamaru Yuuki turned her head, glanced at him through her sunglasses, her expression unreadable: "You've seen him before?"

"I saw my father-in-law use it once this morning."

“During sparring,” Uesugi Kai added.

"He needs to use this move when sparring with you?"

Hanamaru Yuzuki's voice revealed deep surprise and doubt, but then he thought, "Hmm... he probably wants to teach you. Second brother cares so much about Hanabi, and now that you're his son-in-law, it's not impossible for him to teach you the secret techniques."

He turned around to look at the people walking through the school gate.

ponder for a moment.

"To be precise, the essence of Shigenryu is not a specific move or technique, but rather an adjective."

"—It was like lightning flashing across the clouds during a thunderstorm."

"As long as you grasp the essence, every strike you make can be called a masterpiece."

The people inside the school gate walked closer to them, and when Hanamaru Yuzuki said this, her previous relaxed expression was gone.

Uesugi Kai continued listening, and then he continued speaking:

"The Jigen-ryu school has a rule of 'practicing three thousand cuts in the morning and three thousand cuts in the evening.' Nakamura Hanjiro, one of the four great slayers of the late Edo period, used the trees in his own garden as his opponent and practiced the Kesa-giri technique by cutting them eight thousand times every day."

"Once mastered, he will be virtually unmatched in terms of skill with a single strike."

Uesugi Kai understood a bit; this was a case of "one trick is enough to get by."

Using Cheng Yaojin's three-strike axe to describe the manifestation flow is quite apt.

A strong presence and skillful tactics will yield good results.

Kai Uesugi nodded and said, "So... all you have to do to learn the secret technique is practice swinging every day?"

"Isn't it simple?"

Hanamaru Yuzuki smiled at him, "However, the simple practice method does not mean that it is easy to master. Many things are like that."

"But once you've mastered it, being invincible among your peers will be the most basic standard."

After saying that, Hanamaru Yuzuki returned to her previous demeanor, patted Uesugi Kai on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Kendo is so boring, why bother practicing so much and getting so tired? Just enjoy life first."

"Being number one in the country is just a title and a bit of money. Xiao Kai, you might as well have more drinks with me."

"This is the right path to live the best years of your life."

"So let's just call it a day and go home. Uncle Youyue, I'll do as you say."

"..."

Kai Uesugi thought to himself, "Uncle Yuzuki, you're not short of money and you live a carefree life, but I am short of money!"

The 200 million I just received is gone, and my allowance is much less. Now I'm relying entirely on Xiao Hua Huo to support myself.

I'd be embarrassed to say I'm not a kept man.

Therefore, he ignored his uncle's suggestion.

Hanamaru Yuzuki shook her head when he didn't react. Her casual clothes made her look very young: "Kai, don't you know how to take care of Uncle Yuzuki? I haven't rested for an hour."

He was referring to the time he spent traveling by tram.

The advisor of the Waseda Affiliated High School Kendo Club has arrived.

He was a burly man with a square face, whose imposing figure inevitably reminded people of Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson.

Of course, he wasn't as strong as him; he was more robust than the average Japanese man.

It's obvious they eat a lot of high-protein foods.

Upon seeing the crowd, he immediately recognized Hanamaru Yuuki and approached her with curiosity to strike up a conversation.

The discussions Uesugi Kai heard were mostly things like, "Why haven't we seen you participate in any competitions in so long?", "The Jigen-ryu school needs someone like you.", "Are you interested in participating in this year's national tournament?", and so on.

Of course, Hanamaru Yuzuki always brushed him off with the excuse that "Kendo is boring, I prefer to drink more alcohol."

Kumazawa Kijiro looked at him with surprise.

After some casual conversation, the advisor named Kumazawa Kijiro learned that he was now the newly appointed advisor of the Kamikoshi Kendo Club and had only come here to understand the current strength of the Kamikoshi members.

It's called a martial arts exchange, but we're really here to learn.

Uesugi Shio understands that Kamikoshi's foundation is not good right now, so she proposed an exchange program to Waseda High School through the school, and only learned yesterday that the other party had agreed to the request.

"Please follow me, everyone," Kumazawa Kijiro said to the group from Kamikoshi.

You can see many students on the street who are still at school on weekends.

Their school uniform is a suit-style uniform.

Shirt, tie, suit jacket, with the school badge on the right chest.

The trousers and suit jacket are the same color.

The girl's skirt was a tweed plaid midi skirt, and her tie was replaced with a red ribbon with decorative buttons.

Girls with slightly shorter legs can't see their thighs at all; all you can see are thick, grayish pantyhose, which completely kills any interest.

It's really boring.

The boys in the Kamikoshi Kendo Club, who were used to seeing sailor uniforms and short skirts at their own school, thought to themselves in this way.

Arrive at the Kendo Club of Waseda High School.

The small corridor extending from the kendo dojo has the words "Kendo Dojo" written on it, and below it in smaller characters, it reads "Waseda High School".

Kumazawa Kijiro led everyone inside.

I don't know if it's because they're going to have an exchange or visit, but there were still quite a few students practicing swordsmanship on Saturday.

There were quite a few students practicing slapping and air swings. Sweat soaked through their helmets and faceplates, and the heavy protective gear made Uesugi Kai feel hot just by looking at them.

Why not turn on the air conditioner?

Upon spotting them, a woman with strands of hair stuck to her forehead ran over, clutching a helmet, and greeted them politely with a nod.

"Hello, I am Chizu Higashiyama, the captain of the Kendo Club at Waseda High School. Nice to meet you."

Uesugi Shio, who was also a club president, nodded politely in return: "Uesugi Shio, president of the Kendo Club of Kanzaki Koshito Private Academy, is pleased to visit you. Please take care of me."

Although she usually seems lazy and laid-back, she is very proper in terms of etiquette.

Kumazawa Kijiro smiled, beckoned the members of the Hayaka Kendo Club over, and stood in the middle to introduce them to everyone:

"I just met the swordsmen from Shenyue. When we exchange martial arts, we should have an equal and learning attitude. We will select five people to have a sparring match later."

"Please remember that regardless of strength, courtesy is the most important thing."

The members of the Hayaka Kendo Club all replied in unison, "Yes!"

###Chapter 170 Swordsmanship and Techniques###

In July, Tokyo is either experiencing the plum rain season or scorching hot days with high humidity. The sun is blazing, and the air itself seems to be distorted into a heatwave.

Uesugi Kai, who was already sitting in the rest area wearing only a short-sleeved shirt, felt uncomfortable when she saw them. With such thick protective gear, weren't they hot?

Why isn't the air conditioning on?

Hanamaru Yuuki, who kept slapping his own ears, had already voiced Uesugi Kai's inner cry.

His sunglasses and jacket were tossed aside, leaving only a white T-shirt and a crystal necklace exposed.

"Is Mr. Hanamaru feeling hot?" Higashiyama Chizu asked, her face glistening with sweat, as she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Hanamaru Yuzuki pointed to her forehead and her forehead covered in strands of hair, and asked in confusion, "Aren't you hot?"

“I think it’s alright…” Higashiyama Chizu nodded, then said, “Mr. Hanamaru, you can open it now if you need it.”

Hanamaru Yuzuki clasped his hands together and quickly made a pleading gesture towards her: "Then I'll leave it to you!"

"Haha... Mr. Hanamaru, you don't need to do that."

Higashiyama Chizu waved her hand repeatedly, her attitude towards him was inexplicably respectful, and she even secretly glanced at him a few times when she went to the lounge to get the remote control.

Hanamaru Yuuki certainly noticed this detail; his keen insight was very similar to Hanamaru Yuuki's.

He could only attribute this to his own charm, which was very attractive to young girls.

After all, I've encountered this quite a few times before.

"Ohara Toda."

"Kono Cheng."

"Morioka Rui."

"Shirakawa Haruki".

"Fujiwara Takumi".

"Step forward," Kumazawa Kijiro shouted, his voice deep and powerful, typical of a burly man.

"Yes." The five stepped out of the line, their unique passionate spirit as kendo club members evident.

Human joys and sorrows are not shared; Uesugi Kai only felt that they were hot.

Even now that the air conditioning is on.