Sword Kingdom: Swordsmanship Online.

This is the theme of the world.

Online games based on "virtual reality technology" and "neural connectivity devices" will become popular in the world of the future.

As a researcher of these technologies, Maochang Jingyan will become a world-class scientific research center.

Before that, Fang Zheng wanted to grasp the scientific research results of Jingyan Shigemasa and grasp the lifeblood of the world with his wisdom.

All layouts are made for this purpose.

But the world is out of step with him

In the back compartment of the Maserati, Shinkawa kept his eyes closed, contemplating the layout and strategy.

In this world, there is no whirlpool of roots, nor the magic of the ubiquitous source of greatness.

Magic cannot be unleashed, and even magic that controls the rules is suppressed and rejected by the world.

In addition, while Tesla's spiritual core is working normally, other abilities cannot be unleashed except for the passive internal skills of "Gifted Intelligence" and "Star Pioneer".

Of course, as a lightning master, Founder can still ignore the damage caused by electric currents and electromagnetic waves, but cannot control lightning at will. The ability to control the data brought about by the inherent skill of "current, current" has not been affected at all.

But unfortunately, his best use of the "silent recording virus" was also resisted by the rules of the world. As soon as the virus spreads through the air, it immediately becomes inactive. It can only be used to subtly pollute human beings and influence human thoughts.

"Even so, in this ordinary world, my strength is still far greater than that of ordinary people. ”

Leaning on the soft rhinoceros sofa, Fangzheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and ordered the old butler on the opposite side of the coffee table:

"Are you done telling you?"

"Yes, young master. The old butler said respectfully, "We have collected all the information about the copper drum and the others, and ordered our subordinates to monitor everyone in the copper drum family. ”

"Good. ”

Fang Zheng nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and regained his senses. In the solemn and luxurious carriage, he fell into a cold silence again.

After a while, he suddenly said:

"Driver, change the destination. Let's go to the Bronze Drum Dojo. ”

"However, the master is still waiting for you to celebrate your introduction to the university......" Hearing this, the old butler's face was stunned, and Fang Zheng said firmly:

"Tonight is my celebration, so I'm going to invite my guests personally. ”

"This is a ...... against the rules"

"Really?" Listening to the old man's feeble complaints, Fang Zheng said casually:

"Now the rules have changed. Don't make me late for a party. ”

"Yes. When the old butler saw this, he no longer refused, but said sincerely:

"As you wish. ”

On the other side is the Taoist temple of the bronze drum family.

In this modern society, Japanese kendo is no longer useful. Kendo museums around the world have gone from strict apprenticeships to fun kendo clubs.

The Bronze Drum Family is a family of kendo that has been passed down from generation to generation. However, due to the accelerated pace of life in modern society, Tonggu Shiye's father, Tong Drum Fengsong, has not been trained in kendo.

In the past, the grandfather of Tonggu Zhiye regarded his grandson Tonggu and Renren as the heirs of the family school. However, he rejects kendo and only prefers things related to computers.

In desperation, Grandpa had no choice but to let Tonggu Zhiye inherit his inheritance. Today, 12-year-old Tomoye Tongya has achieved good results in the kendo interest competition for elementary school students.

At this moment, in the Taoist temple of the bronze drum family.

"Bang"

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

The sound of bamboo swords crisscrossed and reverberated in the clean and bright Taoist temple, and on the smooth wooden floor, the figures of an old man and a young man moved.

Obviously, the young copper drum straight leaf was already stretched in the sudden advance of his grandfather, and he could only barely support it.

"Bang!"

The next moment, when the door of the Taoist temple was pushed open, the bronze drum karma was in a trance, and the old man used a sword against his protective gear, and one of them staggered to the ground.

After a while, the little girl came to her senses.

"Good..."

In front of the gate of the Taoist temple, Xinchuan Fangzheng stood alone.

The warm sunlight from the paper windows and gates, shrouded in copper drum paper, so that the maiden was draped in golden gauze.

The little girl was wearing a light wooden protective gear and sat on the ground in a daze, sweating drop by drop.

At the age of 12, the figure of Tonggu Zhiye has begun to take shape, and the perfect curve of the front and back is enough to make the entire primary and secondary schools proud.

"Hello, why did you come in all of a sudden......"

Tonggu Zhiye stared at Fang Zheng for more than ten seconds, still not understanding the knowledge of Cheng people, he didn't hate it, but said unhappily:

"I could have won!"

"Really?"

Hear the words, Fang Zhe.

"Bang! bang—"

The clashing of bamboo knives echoed in the spotless kendo hall.

Wielding bamboo knives, the two put the green bamboo knives together and wrestled with all their might.

On the one hand, there are sixty or seventy-year-old, old-looking, sagging skin.

On the other side are the little ones.

However, the 12-year-old boy wrestled with the old man while wielding a bamboo knife more than a meter long.

Click

A crisp sound burst out from the two bamboo knives.

After severe treatment, the bamboo knife let out a miserable cry under the strength of the two wrists, but Fang Zheng and the old man did not stop, but tried their best to exert their strength on each other.

Long before the arrival of Fangzheng, the old man had quarreled with his granddaughter Tonggu Zhiye for a long time. Although he only pointed out his granddaughter's kendo practice, he had very little left.

But even so, in this exhausting state, he still suppressed Shinkawa Fangmasa with his height advantage and kendo experience.

With his superior advantages, the old man tried his best to defeat Founder Xinchuan.

However, this makes no sense

"Bang

There was a deep voice in the temple. With the help of the copper drum Zhiye Meng, Xinchuan Fangzheng did not hesitate to directly kick the old man's knee, making the old man sway.

After that, the bamboo knife cut through a beautiful arc, firmly cutting off the old man's neck bone protector and knocking the old man to the ground.

"Cough..."

Feeling the rolling of his internal organs, the old man panted slightly, while on the other side, Tonggu Zhiye was frightened and wanted to hurry up to help.

However, the old man raised his hand and stopped the panicked granddaughter.

He looked at Fang Zheng and said approvingly:

"Indeed, you have the talent to become a kendo master. Why don't you come and learn kendo from me, don't be ashamed of your talent......"

"Really?" Fang Zheng heard this, let go of the bamboo knife in his hand, and listened to the crisp sound of the bamboo knife falling to the ground. He looked up and stared at the tired old man.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and he said softly:

"Your son, Mr. Tong Drum Fengsong, must also have a talent for swordsmanship, but unfortunately, he still went to college, went to graduate school, and studied for a doctorate, and now he works and lives in New York, the beacon of the world.

You're even proud of him, aren't you?"

“......”

Listening to Fangzheng's ridicule, the old man sighed helplessly. His old face was full of reluctant bitterness

"Yes, I know. The old kendo master said in a deep voice, "I know that kendo has lost its important position in this world, and has even been reduced to a showmanship.

But even so, I can't let the swordsmanship of the Bronze Drum Family be lost. I can't be ashamed......"

"What does this have to do with me?" Fang Zheng confidently interrupted the old man's conversation. He said indifferently:

"What's more, you also have granddaughters and granddaughters, especially granddaughter Bronze Drum Zhiye, who is also proficient in swordsmanship. Why don't you pass on your ancestral swordsmanship to her?"

"The swordsmanship of our bronze drum family was passed on to men, but not to women. Even an adopted son who is not related by blood will not pass it on to a woman!"

The emaciated kendo master said bluntly.