As the leader of Kendo Club, general secretary chongtian was about to meet the old man who was a Kendo master. However, he didn''t know what was going on. His attitude was rather cold. He gave him a look of alienation and went to the middle of the dojo to sit down.


    "What''s the matter?"


    General secretary chongtian grabbed his head depressed.


    The other party is a senior and a senior. I thought it was very easy to talk about it.


    "Did I do something wrong?" Chongtian asked his companion in distress.


    "No," the companion shook his head. "Maybe the teacher has the same temperament... Well, the Challenger on the opposite side is also present. It''s said that he is a great swordsman of the ancient sword school."


    "Ancient sword school?"


    Chongtian Wei Leng to see the other side, found Hu zhannan warm and respectful to greet Gao Cheng.


    "Is that the man?"


    "Yes," the companion said strangely, "does detective Chenghu know him?"


    "Well?"


    The old Kendo man calmly and solemnly finds a place to kneel down. He feels full of ritual. He holds down the handle of the bamboo knife and waits for his opponent to enter. Suddenly, his eyelids beat and he notices Gao Cheng talking to his opponent.


    The old man suddenly looked back at general secretary chongtian. His white beard trembled and he sat back with a question mark.


    Is there a whole person game?


    Hum, I thought it was only in TV programs, but it was on him.


    Calm down. Don''t get angry.


    Keep calm, hands will not shake, win or lose the contest for semi reclusive he has nothing to do, but if he lost because of his own mistakes, he can''t accept it.


    Kendo closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Finally, he calmed down. But when he opened his eyes, he saw Hu zhanan bow to Gao Cheng like a disciple.


    What a shame! A great Kendo master is so shameless!


    Gao Cheng is also stunned. He doesn''t know what Hu zhanan is doing.


    "Chenghu detective," Hu zhanan said seriously, "since I was instructed by Chenghu detective, no, Chenghu teacher last time, I have been inspired. I took over the master''s Daoism and studied hard. Only in this way can I have today, so I always want to find an opportunity to thank him personally."


    "Er..."


    Gao Cheng recalled.


    Does he have any advice? At the beginning, he went to see the garden in the mangye forest of qunma county. It was snowing. Because he lost his way, he was not in the mood to pay attention to this guy. He just asked the way.


    "What''s the matter, Chenghu?" Waiting for Hu zhanan to walk away, the clothing department quietly reaches up to Gao Cheng and says mysteriously, "do you know that man?"


    "I don''t know. I''ve only met once."


    Gao Cheng looks into the field.


    Kendo master... Is this guy good at fencing?


    In the eyes of outsiders, the so-called Kendo master competition is actually very boring, because most of the time is a trial, and most people can''t see the subtle movements.


    Modern Japanese Kendo is different from that in ancient times, or different from the world of silver soul where Gao Cheng learned swordsmanship. Gao Cheng holds up his chin to watch, hoping to learn something.


    What he needs most in his fencing is to know his opponent. He has a very high eye power requirement. It''s easy to watch the competition.


    The hard power of the two men is almost the same. Hu zhanan is in his prime of life, and his physical strength and speed are dominant. The old man is experienced, and the competition is about details. However, as long as Hu zhanan can stand it, the old man with weak physical strength will not be in a good situation.


    It''s just that Hu zhanan used to learn killing swordsmanship, and he certainly didn''t have enough competition experience.


    The result of the game is to see Hu zhanan himself. He can''t bear it, or he is caught by the old man. Losing is just a matter of a moment.


    "Tumen seven against Rongtian nine, now


    Because it''s a private competition, there are no judges. Apart from reporters, most of them are local students who are interested in kendo. Some people pass by from other places to see the competition.


    A tall bald high school student sat behind Gao Cheng and saw Gao Cheng yawning repeatedly. His brows wrinkled again and again, and his hard neck muscles swelled.


    As a Kendo expert from Tokyo, guimaru Meng has won the championship in the national competition twice in a row. Although his rank is not high due to his age, his strength is not inferior to that of Tumen seventh and Rongtian eighth. His actual combat ability is far more than that of others. He just wants to see the competition style of the next high rank.


    He has also heard of the name of the famous detective city dweller Gao Cheng, because he likes to watch the left character detective series, but he is almost the same as chongtian... No, his appearance is the same, but his attitude towards the competition is too different.


    We must preach well later.


    Think of here, ghost pill fierce look to the other side of chongtian total understanding.


    He originally came here because of chongtian. Although he won two national competitions, he didn''t fight with chongtian. It happened that there was still some time left for this national competition before he wanted to come and have a look.


    This department is explaining the rules of Kendo with Gao Cheng.


    In order to obtain the seven sections, you need to be over 36 years old six years after obtaining the six sections. The eight sections are more than 10 years after obtaining the seven sections. The next nine sections and ten sections are not obtained through examinations, but awarded by the Kendo League. The nine sections need to reach the eight sections and be over 65 years old. They have also made contributions to kendo.


    The Ninth Section of Rongtian has been in operation for decades. It is one of the few nine sections with strong strength and deep experience. The private competition with the seventh section of Tumen is entirely out of an agreement many years ago.


    As for Shiduan of kendo, there is no one now. The last Shiduan fan, who is called Showa Jiansheng, died decades ago.


    "So complicated? It looks like Tumen is going to win. "


    Gao Cheng yawns because of his Kendo rank.


    Before he came to Conan world, although he knew there were Duans, he didn''t pay attention to them. What he liked more than relying on Duans was the competition.


    It''s really meaningless not to take strength as the only standard of Kendo level.


    However, it can be understood that after the age of 60, the decline of physical fitness is inevitable, and no matter what, the decline of strength can not be concealed.


    If you don''t have enough strength, you can''t react quickly. Of course, you have to train your heart. That is to say, you have to rely on your IQ to defeat the enemy. After all, if you practice swordsmanship hard for a long time, your eyesight and other abilities will only become stronger and stronger, but when you get to the back, your strength will not keep up with the weakness of your body.


    If there is no qualification requirement, it is not necessarily a good thing for the development of modern Kendo, so there are nine or ten sections, which are almost the existence of reputation.


    "I''ll go to the bathroom." Gao Cheng stood up and said.


    He has seen all the things that should be seen, and no matter who wins or loses the rest, it makes no difference to him.


    For ordinary people and even half of the swordsmen, the two swordsmen in the competition are really powerful, but their vision is still much worse.


    Even if the speed is excluded, he can easily see through the empty position, the empty and the real of the sword move, and the next move.


    As he imagined, the level of systematic swordsmanship master is already at the top in this world, and the level of swordsmanship master is basically higher than that in this world.


    "Go to the bathroom again?" The service department is surprised a way, "isn''t just been to?"


    "Can''t you?"


    Gao chengleng hums out of the Kendo hall, leaving the service department to sit back.


    He is more concerned about schools than Duan. There are many schools in the world, including ancient schools and new schools. It seems that Shibu has learned Liu Shengxin''s Yinliu sword skill.


    Although he is a master of swordsmanship now, the system has not improved his swordsmanship. Apart from the swordsmanship he learned from Songyang and practiced in the battlefield, there are only heaven''s heartless flow and fast swordsmanship, which is developed from Liusheng''s new Yin flow swordsmanship.


    Although he is good at swordsmanship, he doesn''t mind learning more schools and integrating his own swordsmanship. The swordsmanship that can be handed down, even if it is not strong, has more or less its own advantages.


    "Well?"


    At the end of the competition, the clothing department was waiting for Gao Cheng, who had not come back from the bathroom, but Gao Cheng was stopped by the bald man.


    Round head, a pair of angry eyes, eyebrows with moles, sharp chin, strong muscles, tall body, looks like an angry punch Superman Qiyu.


    Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva.


    Is this man a monk?


    "My name is guimaru Meng," the bald man''s voice mature, reaching out to Gao Cheng, "is your fan."


    "Ha?"


    Gao Cheng shook hands foolishly.


    It doesn''t look like a fan in any way. It looks like it''s going to find fault.


    "Well, it''s not convenient to sign now. See you later..."


    Without waiting for guimaru to continue to open his mouth, Gao Cheng jumps over and quickly rushes to the Kendo hall to join the kimono department.


    Seeing Gao Cheng run away, guiwan''s eyes tighten.


    Just for a moment, he wanted to reach out and seize Gao Cheng, but he had no chance to do it. A sense of terror came from his body. When he reacted, Gao Cheng was behind him.


    It''s not the washroom, is it? That chongtian Zongwu didn''t seem to be so exaggerated.


    "Wait a minute, Mr. guimaru!" A reporter came up and yelled, "is there any special purpose for you to be here today?"


    Guimaru took back his sight and calmly responded to the reporter: "I''m just passing by. I''ll go back to Tokyo tomorrow and go to the hospital."


    ……


    Tokyo.


    Gao Cheng went to the hospital accompanied by Xiao AI.


    "I haven''t had any sweet food these days, so I went to Kyoto to see a competition..." Gao Cheng said, and saw the bald ghost pill coming out of the clinic next to me, stiff.


    What happened to that fan in Quanxin high school?


    "So?" Small AI collapses eyelid to ask, "diabetes?"? I don''t think it''s unexpected... "


    "Shh Gao Cheng pulls Xiao AI to avoid the ghost pill with puzzled look and says: "how can it be diabetes? The doctor said that I just ate too much sweets. I''ll be more restrained in the future. "“ Restraint? " Xiao AI picked her eyebrows“ Of course, the daily TV "desserts" is going to be pushed, "Gao Cheng looked at the expressionless Xiao AI and continued," there are some sweets hidden under the bed in the bedroom at home, and I just throw them away... "Xiao AI cocked up her index finger and interrupted," in the bookshelf, behind the TV cabinet, on the ceiling, and in the cabinet for dog food, throw them all away! "“ Er... "Gao Cheng''s scalp is numb“ You don''t need all of them? "“ In your computer... "I lost it." Back in the detective office, Gao Cheng sighed and took out all the sweets he had hidden. Most of them were chocolates and strawberry milk. Bumei, who was called by xiaowai, screamed and rushed to a pile of snacks, with a happy smile on her face“ Brother Chenghu is the best! "“ It''s nothing... "Gao Cheng chuckled painfully and tried not to see the sweet food. The reason why there are so many sweets is, on the one hand, they need sweets when practicing swordsmanship, and they also need sweets when using brain. Now the side effects are coming. According to the doctor, we can only eat sweets once a week in the future, and we have to limit them. It will take at least half a year to return to normal. It''s cruel. He knows that the key to his health is not how much sweets he has, but how slack he is. It''s like a soldier returning to a peaceful life from the battlefield. Because of the lack of stimulation, his body and brain''s tolerance to sweets is also decreasing. This time, it just shows. For his sweet food, he needs to strengthen training and solve more difficult cases at the same time.