Daily life of a teacher in the martial arts department

Of course, novels can be written in reverse chronological order, and patches can be added later.

Reality is different from fiction. Reality doesn't have flashbacks; you can't use the magic first and then slowly add the incantations afterwards. That's not allowed.

Therefore, in the eyes of a magician, this scene was no less shocking than seeing someone suddenly become pregnant and give birth while walking; it could only be described as terrifying.

Fortunately, Ying Qin Guan was a man of learning, and he had no idea what this meant.

As the soft white light shone down, the expression on Shenxin's face gradually returned to normal.

Ying Qin Guan was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't pay much attention to you, I ran a little too fast... Are you alright?"

"What do you think..."

Due to his poor condition, even Shen Xin's handwriting appeared weak and listless.

"Speaking of which, what happened to you?" Ying Qin Guan said, "You disappeared as soon as I turned around, and there was that one with her eyes closed... she looks just like you."

He didn't mention what he had seen in the library and with that squinty-eyed man, perhaps because he felt there was nothing to talk about.

"If nothing unexpected happens... that's my older sister."

"Sister?" Ying Qin Guan stroked his chin, hesitatingly asking, "Her eyes...?"

"She's blind... but she should still be able to see things, through some other means..."

"You sisters have really had a lot of bad luck..."

One has a problem with its eye, and the other has a problem with its mouth.

【“..”】

Shen Xin only threw out a few ellipses, clearly indicating that Ying Qin Guan was not someone with whom he could discuss those secrets.

"So, you willingly let her kidnap you?"

"Not really... I fell for her trick; she used magic on me."

Do you know that man?

"I don't recognize him... but I recognize his knife."

"Knife?"

"Yes... that sword has a unique pattern, a swastika engraved on the hilt, and that signature black and gold color scheme... if I remember correctly, it was the prize for winning the Sakura Country Junior Kendo Tournament three years ago. That year's champion was..."

Shenxin recalled for a moment, then wrote a few words on the blackboard.

"The Sword Saint's youngest disciple betrayed his master after winning the championship..."

"Himura Tan Sakura."

-

Himura Tansaku and Shinku are on their way to the Sword Saint's Mansion.

"You're not in good shape today. There's still time tomorrow," Shen Jiu said, her voice pausing between words. "Perhaps we should wait until tomorrow."

Himura Tanzakura shook her head and said, "I have already suppressed my injuries... I'm fine."

Shen Jiu stopped speaking... The two continued forward until they reached the main gate of the Sword Saint's Mansion.

Shenzhou-9 still spoke haltingly.

Are you ready?

"of course."

Himura Tanzaku responded, raised her foot, and kicked the front door open.

A loud bang was heard, and smoke and dust filled the air. The people in the Sword Saint's mansion were startled and rushed to the entrance.

In the darkness, Himura Tanzaku stood squinting at the gate, her hand resting lightly on her sword.

"I have been preparing for this."

-

Compared to Shenxin, Yu Xietian's understanding of Cherry Blossom Country was quite limited, but there was one thing that was indeed big news back then...

The champion of the Ouma Junior Kendo Tournament, the youngest disciple of the Sword Saint, Himura Dan Sakura—after his victory, the media had already drafted headlines like, "A Successor to the Teishin-ryu Style Has Arrived!" and "Shocking! After the Sword Saint, someone has finally mastered the Teishin-ryu style, and it's actually the most unassuming guy in the world..."

After the Kendo tournament, there is an interview, and usually the champion's opening remarks are, "Hello everyone, I am xxx from the xx school."

Himura Tan's Sakura did not break the format, but... that's what he said.

"Hello everyone, I am Himura Tanzakura from 'Tenchi Kyuubi'."

The inheritance of a school of martial arts is extremely serious. Perhaps in some places, people don't value inheritance as much, and when someone carries the inheritance of multiple schools, they can choose whichever they want to inherit without much problem. But this is Sakura Country, and Sakura Country is the most special place. The people here value inheritance extremely highly. For them, the school is the most important thing. Himura Tan Sakura's words... can be said to be directly attacking the Teishin School.

The host tried to smooth things over, but Hishimura Tan's words were merciless. He said, "This is my own style. My teacher is too old to teach me. With my martial arts skills, calling him teacher is fine. But if I were to call him a sword saint, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bear that title and it would shorten his lifespan."

That's fucking outrageous.

How exaggerated is it to use the phrase 'shortening one's lifespan'?

For example, if an elder kneels down and kowtows to a younger person, people might say that the younger person will have their lifespan shortened. But now... to what extent is Himura Dan's act fake?

I call him the Sword Saint, but he doesn't deserve that title in front of me; it would shorten his lifespan.

This is... such a crazy and arrogant statement.

Chapter Thirty-One: No Way

Without a doubt, Himura Dan's words cost him the right to stand in the land of cherry blossoms... And indeed, he soon left the land of cherry blossoms and disappeared without a trace.

Yu Xietian's understanding of Hisumura Tan's life was limited to this. Although Naruto's words had piqued his interest, for Yu Xietian at this moment, it was not a good opportunity to start a side quest. He shrugged and said, "No matter what kind of person he is, this matter has nothing to do with him. The one who has to make the decision is you... This statement is actually quite arrogant."

Deciding someone else's fate based on one's own ideas is certainly arrogant. However, the Yorozuya operates on the fringes of the law, and Naruto's intentions are genuinely good. Therefore, when the situation is right, action should be taken. Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, and the Sword Saint's current actions are essentially no different from suicide.

Any reasonably respectable country would not stand idly by and allow its citizens to commit suicide. Regardless of your thoughts, the country demands your survival; however, the Sword Saint's status and position were exceptional, and his method of suicide was truly peculiar...

It's estimated that Oukan-kuni tacitly approved of Naruto's actions and was hoping she would succeed.

“If I’m afraid of being condemned so I just watch others die, then I’m nothing.” Mingyin said softly, “I won’t sit idly by and watch all of this happen. Living is the most important thing. Even if one day I’m old and lying in a hospital bed, driven crazy by torture, I will still live. Who knows what medical breakthroughs will happen in the next second? Who knows what miracles will happen in the next second? Only the living can witness all of this.”

"My grandfather has made no progress in kendo for a long time and is eager to fight... But I believe that only the living can seek a breakthrough."

"So, even if it's the same thing my junior brother told me back then—that I have to impose my will on others—I have no choice but to do it..."

Mingyin's attitude was very firm. Yu Xietian sighed, never expecting that what he had thought was a joke not long ago would now be taken seriously.

At the same time, he felt uneasy. Qi Yao must know that he had abducted Ying Qin Guan. With Ying Qin Guan's military involvement in this incident, there was a possibility that his identity would be exposed. Did Qi Yao tacitly approve of it...?

—This time, he needs to defeat the Sword Saint without killing him, and injure him so that he has to miss his duel with Kui. His strength will definitely be exposed. With the Sword Saint's strength and mentality, it is harder to injure him without killing him than to kill him.

"This is really a headache..."

As Yu Xietian sighed, Mingyin hesitated again and said, "I have another idea..."

Yu Xietian, thinking that since you're paying him, you're the boss, readily replied, "Please speak."

"After I came back, I tried to persuade my grandfather once, and since then I've been under house arrest... I want to try again. If I could, I really wouldn't want to go to that extent..."

"I do hope you succeed." Yu Xietian didn't hold out much hope, but since it was his employer's request, he could only agree. "However, getting you out of here will be a bit difficult..."

Just then, a loud explosion suddenly came from afar!

Subsequently, even from a distance of over a hundred meters, while inside the room, Yu Xietian could feel the clash of two terrifying sword energies, the shockwaves sweeping through, and his inner energy overflowing.

At the same time, he heard the sounds of various martial artists rushing towards that direction from all around the house.

"Miss! The Sword Saint appears to have been attacked by thugs! Please stay in your room and do not move around!"

"Didn't you guys consider the possibility that the bad guys might have accomplices? Staying here is just a waste of time..."

Yu Xietian thought to himself, then looked at Mingyin and said, "It seems the problem is solved... Do you still want to go?"

"Of course!" Mingyin looked at Yu Xietian and said with a wry smile, "It's just that this time your mission... might be to protect my grandfather."

"One minute it's fighting, the next it's protecting. Okay, okay, that's how the second party is."

Yu Xietian made a comment, but felt somewhat uneasy.

"But... at this critical juncture, who would dare to cause trouble at the Sword Saint's Mansion? My top henchman isn't here either!"

As he was thinking this, he noticed that Mingyin's expression was somewhat strange. She didn't seem too flustered; in fact, she seemed to know what was going on.

Do you know who's coming?

Yu Xietian couldn't help but ask Mingyin.

Mingyin hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can guess... Let's go over first."

Yu Xietian sighed for what felt like the umpteenth time today.

"I hate riddle tellers... I really do."

-

Inside the courtyard, Himura Tanzaku stood facing the Sword Saint.

Behind him was Shen Jiu with his eyes closed, and ten meters away from him, the retainers of the Sword Saint's Mansion were surrounded. Many of them were awakened from their sleep and came over without even having time to put on their clothes properly... Among them were even quite a few of his senior brothers.

"Himura! How dare you come back?!"

The one who spoke was a young man with a buzz cut. His face was full of anger, and he gripped his knife tightly in his hand. It looked like he would rush up and deliver Hiyomura Tan's head as soon as the Sword Saint gave the order.

“Why wouldn’t I dare to come back?” Hisumura Tanzakura smiled gently and said, “But you, Second Senior Brother, how can you still have the face to stay here? You’ve practiced martial arts for twenty-seven years and you’re still at this level. If I were you, I would probably have buried myself long ago to avoid making a fool of myself in this world.”

The second true damage Q from the level 18 Camille with six full items was too much for the buzz-cut youth to handle; his defense was instantly broken, and he immediately went to fight Himura Tan's Sakura to the death.

"Get out!"

The Sword Saint suddenly spoke, interrupting the short-haired youth's attempt to give away his prize. His gaze was deep, fixed on Hisumura Tan's cherry blossoms.

He said slowly, "Where have you been these past three years?"

"I've gone to a place where I can become stronger," Hishimura Tanzaku said with a smile. "Are you envious, teacher?"

The Sword Saint stared at Sakura Himura, and after a moment, he actually nodded seriously.

“Ha…” Hisumura Danzao shook her head with a smile and said, “What a pity, teacher. At your age, with all the injuries you sustained when you were young, it’s incredibly difficult to take another step forward.”

"Let alone taking another step forward, I can't even maintain my current strength." The Sword Saint said calmly, "Why not take this opportunity to complete the final battle and find out what level I really am?"

Himura Tanzaku chuckled softly and shook her head.