At 9:30 pm, it was the beginning of Tokyo’s nightlife.

Yagyu's family walked out of the Kangyuan Hotel leisurely. Today, the whole family went out to celebrate the "national first-level allowance" of the eldest son of Yagyu's family.

Yagyu Kazushima specially booked the top small family dinner at the Kangyuan Hotel, spending 3.5 million yen. Even at such a high price, it was only possible to book it by Takahashi Hiromi.

At the beginning, when Yagyu and Shima called to order food from a hotel, they were told that they would have to queue until two months later. Yagyu, who received this answer, immediately called Hiromi Takahashi directly. First, they could try the service ability of his son, the assistant, and second, they could also try the value of the "national first-level allowance". You should know that even department leaders of the same level can be divided into energy. For example, the director of the H County Public Security Bureau of the Environmental Sanitation Bureau is a department-level cadre, and it is not necessary to say that the social energy of the two is very different.

Akihiro Yagyu rubbed his bulging belly and said happily: "Today's meal is better than what my mother cooks. When will we come to eat again Dad?"

"Haha, if you have the chance, I will take you to eat when our Mingguang is admitted to a very good high school, and my dad will bring you here to eat." Even though Yagyu Washima has been starting a business for so many years, he has never been willing to have such an expensive meal. But today he was so happy that he spent so much money to come here for the first time to have a top-notch family dinner.

Kangyuan Hotel is not a Michelin three-star hotel, nor is it a seven-star premium hotel.

It has only one feature, that is, the ingredients are particularly high-end. Except for the protected animals stipulated by the state (such as giant pandas), there is almost anything that provides. For example, the Yangcheng Lake hairy crab produced in China, only more than five taels are available here; other French truffles, foie gras, Australian blue lobster, black gold abalone, Antarctic ice shrimp, etc., crocodile meat, peacock meat, tiger meat, leopard meat, and elephant meat and whale meat are available here.

Anyway, RB is hostile to all kinds of animal protectionists in the world, and it is inseparable from the RB group, the Kangyuan Hotel chain.

Maybe it’s because it’s just because it’s not because it’s because it’s because it’s because it’s because it’s open and you’re trying different delicacies. With the expensive price of Kangyuan Hotel, the more expensive the banquet, the more people make an appointment. If Hiromi Takahashi went to contact him and wanted to have a high-end banquet at Kangtian Hotel on the same day, it would be no wonder.

The Kangyuan Hotel is also in Chiyoda District, only about 30 to 40 minutes' walk from Yagyu's house. The family who had enough food and drink decided to walk home and could digest it.

"Wona, what's going on with this swordsman?" When he was at home, there was an outsider Takahashi Hiromi, who was present. Yagyu and Shima did not ask their son carefully. Now only he and his eldest son were walking in front, and his wife walked behind with his younger son and Sakura. As long as they didn't speak loudly at this distance, no one could hear what they said.

As a salesperson who started a company from scratch, he only heard the name Jianhaohui from Aokiji, which gave Yagyu some guesses in his mind. In the political and economic center of RB, Tokyo, there is an organization where every official member is a recipient of the "National First-level Allowance". However, this organization is unknown, which makes Yagyu and Shima a little worried while being happy.

He once heard Aoki Yuki talk about the Jianhao Society's admission assessment method. With such a cruel examination method as the admission assessment, I believe this Jianhao Society is not a safe place.

Therefore, after the high excitement brought by the eldest son's "national first-level allowance", Yagyu and Shima couldn't help but worry about their son's safety.

"The Sword Hero Association is a samurai organization directly affiliated with the Emperor, and I just learned about it." Yagyu Motoka roughly repeated what he heard from Oshima Hui to his father, including the fact that he wanted to participate in the Martial Soul Lesson.

Originally, he didn't want his family to know about this kind of real swords and guns, so he didn't want his family to worry, but Takahashi Hiromi explained to him that the three international martial arts events, the broadcast rights of the three major international martial arts events are astronomical, and the interests involved are so huge that the three major events are held at staggered every year.

In RB, the ratings of the Wuhun Jue are even more than the sky. Of course, as a bloody weapon confrontation program, it is played on the adult channel over the age of 25 and charged. It is impossible to see children like Yagyu Moto and those who are not even eighteen years old.

Since Wuhun Jue is a public program with such high ratings, it is completely meaningless to keep confidential to his family now. Therefore, even if he knows that this will make his family worry, Yuki Motokazu had to confess to his father and be lenient.

"Yuanhe, you are an adult. Logically, I shouldn't interfere with your decision, but you have to remember that you still care about your family. If your mother knew you were taking such a big risk, she would definitely faint."

After listening to his son's narration, Yagyu's excitement gradually faded. The "national first-level allowance" was not for nothing. Thinking that his son was about to set foot on the battlefield at the age of fourteen, Yagyu felt a little uncomfortable.

"Dad, don't worry, it's not because my son is boasting that the person who can hurt me with cold weapons is not born in this world."

Even at night, the roads in Chiyoda District were still illuminated by various neon lights, street lights, and decorative lights as if they were daytime. When Yagyu Tomokaro saw his father's face was a little wrong. In order to make his father feel more at ease, he could only exaggerate his ability.

"I'm just worried that you will think so, Yuanwa." Yagyu Yashima not only did not feel at ease, but said even more worriedly: "You are successful in your youth. Although your father doesn't know what level of your swordsmanship at the age of 1980s, since you can join the Swordsman Association, you must be much stronger than your father thinks. However, the success of a young man is most likely to be rampant. Look at you, you always think that you are the best in the world. With this attitude, how can Dad feel assured that you will compete with those adults with real swords and real swords? This is not a race, or even a competition like boxing. If someone is not done well, it will kill someone."

"Dad!" Looking at the father's frown due to worry under the street light, Yagyu Motoka felt a little regretful. He always felt that it was best not to let his family treat himself as a monster, so he exercised at home and tried not to show his gradually inhumane side.

In addition to having to show his true skills in his skills in a few times, what his family knew was just a young man who worked hard to practice swordsmanship. So much so that his father was worried when he heard that he was about to step onto the arena of the Martial Soul Decision.

"Dad, don't worry. When I'm at home, I'll show you the origin of my faith. In this world, there may be a lot of power to defeat your son, but it will never include cold weapons." Yagyu Motoka stretched out a hand to let his father see clearly the empty appearance of his hands. Then he grabbed it violently, and a "bang" sounded an empty explosion, as if a firecracker exploded in his hands.

"I, your son, to be honest, in the history of RB, there may not be anyone who is better than me among the swordsmen from all over the world. With just one hand, I can squeeze the air in my palm. Who else can you see that can do it?"

As he spoke boldly, Yuki Motoka felt that showing this move should be enough to comfort my father's heart that was worried about him. However, when he looked at his father, he found that his father stopped and looked at him in amazement. Perhaps because of the fact that he had drunk too much alcohol just now, his father's saliva flowed out a trace of his mouth, and he saw that he had signs of a stroke.

‘I'll go’ Looking at my father's drooling look, it really destroyed his image of his grand father in Yagyu Moto and his mind.

In every son's heart, the father is always the strongest backer and supporter, and seems to be able to bear all difficulties.

Yagyu Tomokazu is no exception. From childhood to adulthood, he saw how his father went out early and came back late, worked hard, and made the family's conditions better and better. In his eyes, it seemed that there was nothing in this world that his father could not solve.

After awakening the memories of his previous life, although Yagyu Motoka knew that the image of his father's omnipotence was just an illusion of the child, it did not prevent him from still treating his father as his idol and backer. It was a habit that he developed over the past ten years and could not be completely changed by awakening his memory.

"Dad, Dad? Are you okay?" Yayoi Motoka hurried over and patted his father's back and shoulders. The mother, Masako Minamida, who was walking behind, also quickly accelerated her pace to see what's wrong with her husband?

"Ahem, it's okay. I was scared by this stinky brat for a moment. I was overly surprised and choked by saliva." Dad Yagyu and Shima waved their hands, telling everyone not to worry.

"You little brat, how many skills have you not taken out? Let's go home and explain it!" After a few breaths, he took a slow breath. Yagyu and Shima smiled and scolded their son. Although it was a swear word, the comforting smile on the father's face could not be concealed.

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In the gym, Yagyu Moto-he stood with a sword. Around him, his father, mother and Sakura stood in three directions, with a few big red apples in the bag at his hand.

This was on the way home. Yan Sheng Motohe proposed to buy it. It was not for eating, but for use as props and performing his sword technique (sword technique) so that his father could feel completely relieved.

"Yuanhejun, when can we throw it away?" Sakura asked happily with the apple in her hand.

"That's it, start quickly, I can't wait." My brother sat on the gym in the distance, gnawed an apple, and said vaguely.

"It's OK at any time, you can throw it away anyway. If I don't leave this small circle, as long as I throw it to me, I will lose!" said Yayoi Moto and relaxedly.

The mother, who was standing behind Yayoi Moto and her side, shook her eyes at Kobayashi Sakura and suddenly threw an apple into her son's back.

"Mom, you are too polite. You can throw it hard. Can an apple still hurt me?" Yagyu Motoka didn't turn around, and sheathed the sword with his left hand, just holding the apple firmly at the tail of the sword sheath.

"Wow, brother is so awesome!" Not only was Kobayashi Sakura and her mother standing behind him, but even the younger brother who was sitting in the distance watching the show was cheering.

"Then we really threw it hard?" asked Dad, who was standing in front of him, made a baseball pitching position.

"Just throw it away, your son doesn't care about this speed." In order to flatter his father, Yagyu Tomokazu always puts his father in front of him today, and even the claim becomes the title of "your son".

"Be careful." Yagyu Kazushima took out his skills in playing baseball when he was a student, and threw the apple out like a baseball. You must know that the baseball pitcher is sixty feet away from the batsman, which is about eighteen-five meters away. In the gym, he is no more than four meters away from his son. At this distance, it can be said that once the apple takes off, he will reach Yagyu Motohiro.

The blade flashed, and the apple evenly turned into four petals, falling in front of Yagyu Motoka, while on the scabbard, the apple that my mother had just thrown over was still stable on it.

The gym suddenly became quiet. Both his parents and younger brothers widened their eyes, looked at the apples on the ground, and then looked at the Yuki Motoka, who was standing in the middle. Is this more exaggerated effect than making a movie?

"Let's throw it together and use the fastest speed!" The father was the first to wake up. Although he was already surprised enough and was almost at the level of frightening, he still wanted to see what step his son could do. After all, his son was about to step onto the arena of the Wuhun Jue, so naturally he would feel at ease the stronger he was.

"Okay! Sakura, don't let go of water!" Mom greeted Sakura. Seeing her son's heroic appearance, her mother tried more and more.

"Let's throw it over at the fastest speed! Prepare, three, two, one!" Dad shouted the command, and the three of them threw out the apples from different angles.

The next moment, the sword lights rolled up in the sky!

Human power actually has its limits. Top boxers can punch thirteen punches in one second, while swordsmen generally do not exceed five swords. This is not because the swordsmen's hands are slow, but because the weight of the sword cannot be ignored when hit by a high-speed slashing stab.

A good swordsman, a prepared slash, from preparation to slashing, the time will not exceed 0.02 seconds, and this is not a top swordsman, but why does a swordsman not produce more than five swords in one second? Because most of the time is not used to produce swords, but to collect swords.

When the sword is drawn, the sword is withdrawn, and the sword is drawn again, the sword is spent most of the time and strength to overcome the inertia of the sword. Even Yagyu Motoka cannot violate the basic physical laws.

However, why is the Bahuang Random Knife known as circling in all directions and unimpeded by thousands of troops? It is because through the planned route in advance, the long sword can continuously draw the knife forward, backward, left and right without losing speed. In short, it is to adjust the posture of the foot and body to turn the reciprocating knife-release movement into a rotating circular sword-dance movement. It is simple, but the most basic requirement of this set of knife paths is that within one second, people must be able to rotate at least five times, so that the continuous speed of swing cannot decrease. Moreover, they must not be dizzy or blurred. When rotating at high speed, they can still accurately judge the enemy's direction and correctly perform attack and defense actions.

So last time Kobayashi asked him to help with the dance, he performed continuous rotation on the spot, because he was the best at this!

In his previous life, with the assistance of a computer, he could emit up to seventy-seven swords in one second. Wherever the sword reached, everything would be torn to pieces in an instant.

Although this body is far from being as good as the perfect body virtualized by a computer, and it does not have any computer-aided calculations, it can only rely on itself, but after this period of practice, he can send out thirty-six swords in one second. Of course, it is not in the same direction, but in all directions, but in all directions, but even if it is just like this, it is amazing enough.
Chapter completed!