Chapter 360 What on Earth Are You Thinking! (1/4)

Chapter 360 What on earth are you thinking! (14)

"Snapped!"

"Crack."

The moment the wooden sword made contact, the wooden sword in Aokiji's hand broke into two pieces.

The handle of the knife in his hand fell to the ground feebly.

The blade flew out and struck hard on the ground of the dojo. It pierced a hole in the wooden floor and was submerged for more than half the length of a finger. The tail was still trembling.

There was also an obvious gap in the wooden sword in Busujima Toshio's hand. Although he was still holding it tightly in his hand, his expression was no longer as playful as before.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? What kind of force-generating technique is this? Where did you learn it from!?"

He almost forgot all etiquette, lowered his wooden sword, stared at Aokiji with stern eyes, and shouted commandingly: "Tell me!"

Aokiji gasped for air, a sharp pain came from the tiger's mouth, the muscles in his waist felt like tearing pain, the ligaments involved when stepping also felt like tearing pain, and there was a burning pain in his forearm. .

Then, there was a feeling of powerlessness as if the whole body had been hollowed out.

Aokiji was a little confused - how much strength did he use just now? And this skill and power exerted as if by instinct, even he himself was a little shocked to the point of being speechless.

"Tell me!" It wasn't until Busujima Toshio took a step forward and looked at Aokiji aggressively that Aokiji came back to his senses from the shock of his own sword. He endured the pain on his body and stood up. Come, look at Busujima Toshio with a calm expression, and look into his excited and longing eyes.

"The flying sword style."

"Tianxiang Dragon Flash."

"With great speed, draw your sword and strike."

After finishing speaking, Aokiji said with a calm expression: "That's it for today's competition. I have already struck the strongest sword. I am no match for you now."

"Let me ask, who did you learn this from?" Busujima Toshio saw Aoki Tsukasa intending to turn around and leave. He almost instinctively raised the wooden sword and blocked Aoki Si's way.

"Toshio!" Busujima Saeko, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly shouted.

But he continued to pester as if he had never heard of it: "Teach me, no matter how high the cost, I can give it to you."

"Money? Are you short of money?"

"Ten million?"

"Think it's less? I'm not talking about Japanese yen, but US dollars."

"Ten million is not enough? Twenty million! And my sister, as long as you agree, I will tell my father when I go back. He will agree and let you get married tomorrow."

"Whatever you want, just say it, I can give it to you! House? Car?"

Busujima Toshio's somewhat fanatical and eager look made Aoki Siyu feel a sense of disgust in his heart, especially when he described Busujima Saeko as being like money or things, so cheap, he became even more angry.

"I want you to get out!"

Aokiji looked at him coldly.

Busujima Toshio just continued to look at him, breathing a little thicker, without even the slightest hint of anger: "You want me to get out? No problem, as long as you teach me this method of exerting force and teach me this sword, I can return now." Go to the United States and never come to Neon for the rest of your life. No, as long as I stay away from wherever you are, that's fine."

"It's just a sword move, what about it?" Aokiji looked at him in disbelief, incomprehensible.

Even if he was so angry that he wanted to attack Aoki Si, Aoki Si felt that he could understand it.

But Aokiji really couldn't understand his appearance.

The fact that Busujima Saeko and Busujima Toshio can appear in the Busujima family with such outstanding kendo skills at such a young age shows that their own kendo skills are definitely not low.

Even if Aokiji's unique skill from the flying sword style is indeed outstanding, it is still not worthy of his being so crazy, right?

"Oh, what about it?" Busujima Toshio looked at Aokiji, as if he were seeing a beggar holding a jade seal from the country as a shoe brush: "This is a unique skill! The most essential sword in the ancient swordsmanship that may have been lost! "

"If I can learn him, I may, no, I will definitely be able to step into the realm of great swordsmen!" Busujima Toshio looked at Aokiji with burning eyes, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his shoulders: "You're not right Are you not interested in kendo? Teach me, I am the most suitable person for this technique!"

"Sorry." Aokiji slapped his hand away, his eyes a little scary: "I said, I hope you get out of here now."

"Zezi is not the bargaining chip you talk about to change sword moves, and you have no right to decide her future. Likewise, whether I will study the art of swordsmanship or not is none of your business."

Aokiji stared at him without showing any signs of weakness. As long as he made the slightest move, he would risk injury to show him what would happen if he was so close to a mixed martial arts fighter.

"I know this move." Aokiji looked at him with a mocking tone: "But I can't leave it to you forever. Even if I don't need these kendo skills in the rest of my life, I will just keep them in the coffin. It has nothing to do with you."

Busujima Toshio's lips moved, and his eyes gradually became colder. He took a deep breath: "Very good."

He threw the wooden sword aside and put his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants: "Then please leave the kendo gym now."

"No outsiders should come in here." Busujima Toshio said, glancing at Busujima Saeko: "As for Saeko, I will talk to her father and find a good family for her."

"You, please don't have any unrealistic delusions in the future." After Busujima Toshio finished speaking, he looked at Aokiji with a sneer: "I checked a lot of your information this morning. I guess you don't know anything about poison." The Dao family means something. Of course, as long as you are willing to exchange, everything I said before will still count."

"What it means has nothing to do with him."

Unexpectedly, Busujima Saeko's voice sounded crisply behind his ears.

Busujima Toshio turned around sharply: "What do you mean?"

"I said, what does your decision and father's decision have to do with me?" Busujima Saeko's voice was cold. She looked at Busujima Toshio without showing any weakness. The determined look on her face even made people doubt the will she just made. Is she the one who is depressed?

"A good match? Don't be ridiculous. My father can't control who I want to marry, let alone you? Mr. Busujima, I think you were spoiled by someone in the United States, and you can't see clearly who you can control. , you can't command anyone." Busujima Saeko looked at Busujima Toshio, with a faint smile on his face: "Please leave the kendo gym, this is not your home."

"This is the Busujima family's gym." Busujima Toshio's expression was slightly distorted because of his anger, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"Yes, but this is also my gym. You can go to the United States. The gym over there has nothing to do with me." Busujima Saeko looked at Busujima Toshio, his expression calm and calm: "This It’s my due share, do you understand?”

Her somewhat aggressive words and attitude seemed very different from her previous gentle and generous appearance.

But Aokiji felt warm in his heart.

Hearing this, Toshio Busujima narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and then suddenly chuckled twice, twisted his neck, and took two steps back, expressing that he did not want to continue the conflict: "Interesting. I don't want to bear the responsibility of the Busujima family." I have some responsibilities, but I still think about having something that belongs to me.”

"I will explain all this to my father. I think he will give you some time to regret your choice." Toshio Busujima looked at Saeko Busujima, his words full of threats: "I will find a place to live by myself during this time. , this is my respect for my 'sister', Saeko, I hope you understand this."

"Assess the situation." After Busujima Toshio left these four words, he took a deep look at Aokiji, turned around and left without any delay.

No one but himself noticed that his hands in his trouser pockets were trembling slightly.

Busujima Saeko watched him walk away with a smile on her face. She didn't lower her gaze until he pushed open the gym door with a loud bang and then closed it with a loud bang.

The expression on that face returned to calmness again. Her previous pretense of calmness seemed to have consumed all her energy.

Standing there speechlessly staring at the ground, Busujima Saeko slowly sat on the ground with some weakness, hugged his knees with his hands, and buried his face in his legs.

Only then did Aokiji realize that her calmness and smile when she was talking to Busujima Toshio just now were all fake.

He hurriedly knelt down and looked at her cheek buried in her hair and knees with some distress: "Zezi."

"Can you please leave me alone?"

Busujima Saeko showed the same expression she had when she tried to reject Aoki Tsukasa in the school's kendo club.

That expression as if I don't need your attention, as long as I adjust it myself.

He looked like he was about to die because he was obviously sad, and he wanted to ask for help but all the sounds were suppressed in his throat.

The posture of clearly needing help from others, but refusing others to approach.

"What are you thinking about!" Aokiji couldn't help but asked angrily.

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PS: I’ve only written three updates, and I’m a little tired. I don’t know if I can write the fourth update. I’ll post it once I’ve written it. If I can’t write it, I’ll go to sleep and wake up to write it. If there’s no update at twelve o’clock, today’s fourth update, everyone. Let’s watch it at ten o’clock in the evening.