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Chapter 12 Kosuke Maruboshi, a ten thousand year genin?
The word "Children's Palace" originated from the Russian word дοΜпиοнерοв, which is an institution that provides political education and organizes collective cultural activities for children outside of school.

Similar institutions include women and children activity centers, youth science and technology museums, children's parks, youth centers, etc. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a citizen welfare and people's livelihood project with national characteristics.

Under normal circumstances, the Children's Palace mainly has science and technology classes such as computers, radio, model airplanes, astronomy, as well as art classes such as vocal music, painting, calligraphy, and sports classes such as gymnastics, martial arts, and chess.

Logically speaking, arts classes such as vocal music, painting, and calligraphy are generally the most popular during the registration season, while science and technology classes and sports classes are less popular, and sometimes there are not even enough students to register for a whole class.

But this Children's Palace is an exception.

The venue with the sign "Kendo Class" was very lively. Looking around, people were crowded and shoulder to shoulder. Many parents were even squeezed out of the door and could only carry their children on their shoulders. Most of them were men and boys.

Logically speaking, this situation should be bustling with people. After all, men can't change their habit of putting on airs and talking big in front of their children and enjoying the admiring gazes.

But the reality is not so.

There was not a sound in the entire venue, even the breathing of the crowd was hard to hear, causing the air to become stuffy and oppressive. Adults and children alike were staring at the center of the field.

Snapped! Bang bang!

Two figures wearing indigo and black-purple cotton martial arts uniforms respectively rushed towards each other, and the bamboo swords in their hands clashed with each other, making a dull clash sound. One could even clearly see the taut muscles between the chests exposed by the lapels of their clothes.

The extremely murderous impact made everyone present feel as if they were going to chop the opponent's sword and person into pieces, as if they were facing an mortal enemy and every blow was extremely fierce and merciless.

To outsiders, the current situation seems to be that the figure wearing the indigo martial arts uniform is the offensive side, and the figure wearing the black and purple martial arts uniform is the defensive side, and the former seems to be about to win.

But only I know what I am facing.

"You're stronger, why?"

Chu Zihang, wearing an indigo-blue martial arts uniform, breathed heavily and stared at Qi Xiuyuan in front of him who was constantly attacking.

However, facing his attacks that were like a tide, one after another, no matter how fast and sharp his bamboo sword was, Qi Xiuyuan could remain calm and hit back his sword without any error, like a river rushing into the sea and disappearing invisibly.

However, Chu Zihang did not feel tired, he even had an inexplicable feeling.

Qi Xiuyuan was guiding him with his sword, seemingly trying to teach him something...

Chu Zihang suddenly remembered Qi Xiuyuan's sword. Every strike was fierce and invincible. The bamboo sword turned into a real sword that thirsted for blood in his hand.

No one wants to be hit head-on by this kind of sword, because no one wants to experience the pain of "dying once" firsthand, and will be afraid the moment the sword is swung.

And what Qi Xiuyuan wanted to express at this moment was also very clear.

What is the gibberish saying?

"I can not hear."

He said, "Speak with the sword."

creak!

Chu Zihang gritted his teeth and gripped the sword tightly. The sweat on his arms had soaked through his clothes, which stuck to his skin. His muscles were as hard as iron and stone. All the strength in his body was being squeezed out at this moment.

As the sweat flowed onto the sword, the sound of the wind was like he was growling:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Gradually, the sound and frequency of the bamboo swords striking became clearer and faster, and one could already see the bamboo fibers popping out from the bamboo joints, which was enough to show how much force the two people wielding the bamboo swords were using.

The faces of the spectators tensed up and their hearts were lifted.

Finally, seeing Chu Zihang like this, Qi Xiuyuan's face, which had been expressionless from beginning to end, broke into a smile, with a hint of excitement of seeing a prey.

Bang! !

Chu Zihang felt that his vision seemed to jump like a broken frame, and the bamboo sword raised in front of him was swung down with great force like a whip, leaving only a black shadow.

The exquisite force instantly struck his wrist, knocking the knife off his shoulders, and the terrifying pressure that had been weighing on his heart suddenly dissipated.

Chu Zihang felt that all the strength in his body was drained away along with the knife. He suddenly felt dizzy and his legs went weak, causing him to fall forward.

But just before the ground gradually enlarged before his eyes, a solid and reliable hand supported his shoulder.

Buzz. Chu Zihang, whose body was covered in sweat and whose limbs were shaking, suddenly heard the sound of the rising tide.

There was applause from inside and outside the stadium, and the passionate gazes of adults and children.

"Are you okay?" Qi Xiuyuan asked knowingly with a smile in his tone.

Even Chu Zihang, who has a cold personality, couldn't help but glance at him, and the meaning of "What do you think" in his eyes was obvious.

However, he still mustered up a little strength to stand up straight and bowed to Qi Xiuyuan face to face.

——The victory has been decided.

In an instant, the applause in the venue became even more enthusiastic, accompanied by the sound of exchanges and whistles.

"Dad! That brother is so handsome, I want to learn from him too."

"Are you afraid of pain?"

"Not afraid!"

"Then let's report this."

Not to mention that the fight between Qi Xiuyuan and Chu Zihang was somewhat of a performance, the power and impact of the two men alone were enough to make people's eyes shine.

The most important thing is that although Chu Zihang uses a two-handed sword and is more inclined to knife skills, Qi Xiuyuan uses a one-handed sword, and each move is free and elegant enough.

Not to mention the children, even the adults were moved. After all, who hasn't dreamed of being a knight when they were little, "A real man, born in troubled times, should carry a three-foot sword and accomplish unprecedented feats"?

"Don't push, don't push. The tuition is 3600 yuan, and there are 36 classes in total. Please line up and sign up one by one. Don't rush!"

The old man who had been sitting on the chair with a face expressionless like a sage could not help but smile when he saw the parents and children rushing to pay money.

After a full-throated shout, the old man handed over the task of collecting and counting the money to his other apprentices. He walked towards Qi Xiuyuan and the others with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands together and exclaiming excitedly, "Wow, the results are beyond imagination."

"Teacher Yuan."

Chu Zihang addressed him seriously, but Qi Xiuyuan jokingly said, "Then how about giving us a little reward, teacher?"

"Hahaha, yes! Of course..."

Qi Xiuyuan suddenly interrupted, "No Star Wars Jedi lightsaber."

"..." Old Man Yuan's smile disappeared, and he said in a low voice, "That's it."

Hearing this, Qi Xiuyuan's eyes twitched.

I haven't seen you for so long, this old man is still so stingy...

Qi Xiuyuan shook his head helplessly and wanted to support Chu Zihang and send him to the room to rest.

But when he turned around, he suddenly heard the old man's voice behind him. There was no smile in his tone, only seriousness.

"Mr. Qi Xiuyuan."

Being suddenly addressed in such a formal manner, Qi Xiuyuan subconsciously turned his head to look behind him, only to find that on Old Man Yuan's face was an expression of seriousness and earnestness that he had never seen before, which was uncharacteristically serious.

"I know it's a bit rude to say this, but I can see that your sword has drunk blood, which means you are already a true swordsman."

"And I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I can't wait any longer..."

Despite a moment of hesitation, he still stood up straight with his slightly hunched body, stared into Qi Xiuyuan's eyes and said, "Will you please duel with me?"

"A completely equal battle without any intertwined feelings between a master and a disciple. It's simply a battle between a mediocre person and a gifted person."

Qi Xiuyuan was stunned, looking at the old man in front of him and also at the light curtain in front of him.

While you were training with Uchiha Sasuke, you encountered an unremarkable hunchbacked old man. He called himself Maruboshi Kosuke, a Genin of Konoha. In reality, he was recognized and taught ninjutsu by both the Second and Third Hokage, and even among the Jonins, he was a distinguished figure. Now, he challenged you to a swordfight. What would you choose?

(End of this chapter)