Tokyo, Adachi District.
Even sitting in the classroom, one could still feel the downdraft outside the window. The typhoon season had arrived in Tokyo, and the dark weather was the best footnote of this season.
Pedestrians on the street pressed down on their clothes and hats, or they would be swept away by the wind if they were not careful.
"The typhoon will arrive in a few days. It is said that it is an unprecedented super typhoon."
"Yes, the newspaper said that this typhoon will cause heavy casualties. What is it called, Hybeth?"
"Every year's typhoon is unprecedented, but I hope the typhoon is bigger. That way, we can have a few more days off."
"Hey, it will be a holiday in a month or two, and then we will be separated."
"What are you talking about? We are in Tokyo. After graduation, we will also study in Tokyo, work in Tokyo, and live in Tokyo. How can we be separated?"
Island nation high school focused on revision just like China, but the third semester of the Island nation was different from that of China. The third semester was mostly a holiday.
For private schools with the goal of entering a higher school, the third semester was basically a holiday for students.
Good universities in Island nation required an entrance exam, which was much more difficult than the college entrance exam. Moreover, the entrance exam had to be in the area where the university was located. Although different universities had different order, and not all of them were on the same day, there were often conflicts between university A and university B.
Therefore, high schools in Island nation simply gave the third semester to the students. They could go to private schools or do shock training at the corresponding universities. Anyway, they had to seize the time to prepare for the entrance exam, rent a hotel at the place where the university was located, and it was up to them to get into a good university.
This was not only a test of physical and mental strength, but also a test of one's wallet.
What Chinese students could not forget was the summer heat, and what Island nation students could not forget was the winter snow.
Adachi High School was not a famous school, but the second half of the third semester was also free for students to play freely. Whether it was to get into a good university, or simply graduate to work or marry, it was all up to the students.
"I really envy Mizuno. Entering Tokyo University directly … Sigh, we don't have that fate."
The students who were talking to each other looked at Mizuno Sora. It was said that this campus celebrity had received an invitation from Tokyo University and could directly enter a top university. After graduation, it would be easy for him to enter the police system.
There was really such a thing as a genius in the world, and there was a huge gap between them and ordinary people like him.
But why did this prodigy's expression look so conflicted? Even though he was half a classroom away, he could feel his ruthlessness.
As expected of a high school Kendo expert, his aura was terrifying.
"This is really …" Rubbing the space between his brows, Mizuno exhaled a mouthful of foul air. If it wasn't for Moribe Takeo waving away the flames on the monk's body, he would have attacked him.
This monk was really fated with him. Not only had they met a few times, but now, he had somehow gotten himself involved in Transcendence matters.
He wasn't a transcendent, but the monk's aura was so strong that it shocked even Mizuno.
If he had the Fire Temple's Immortal Technique, Mizuno wouldn't mind giving it to the monk to use — — presumably, the monk's improvement would be very fast.
As for Moribe Takeo, Mizuno had always been at ease. Even if he had an extraordinary job and ability, Takeo was still just a struggling commoner.
Mizuno knocked on the table, and the metal bent downward. The table bore a heavy burden that it shouldn't have.
As for the so-called personal life and death honor and disgrace — — Mizuno …
"Student Mizuno, please come to the office."
At the door of the classroom, a student smiled awkwardly at Mizuno. In the face of a campus giant like Mizuno, they couldn't help but feel scared.
"Yes."
Reaching out to smooth the dent on the back of the table, Mizuno got up and walked to the office.
"Whoosh!"
A strong wind suddenly blew in the corridor. Many girls hurriedly covered their skirts, but even in Tokyo, one shouldn't expect too much from the average beauty of high school girls.
Looking at the strong wind outside the window, Mizuno felt the moisture in the air. This so-called unprecedented typhoon wouldn't be small. It might really be the strongest typhoon the Island nation had seen in the new century. The students' dream vacation would become a reality.
"Creak."
Pushing open the office door, the homeroom teacher smiled kindly at Mizuno. He could also teach a top student of Tokyo University!
Was there anything that could make him happier than this?
He could even brag about it when he went out.
Sitting next to the homeroom teacher was Tomomi Shukishima. She still had her capable short hair, and when she saw Mizuno, she immediately smiled.
"Student Mizuno, a master of ancient swordsmanship wants to take you as a disciple. After watching your match video, he was full of praise and is waiting for you in the dojo." Tomomi Shukishima was sincerely happy for Mizuno.
Although the Shukishima family had a genius swordsmanship like Big Sister, their overall strength was still average. They couldn't help Mizuno on the path of a professional swordsman.
Moreover, because of Big Sister's profession, she couldn't show her face in public as a publicity board. Even though she had earned a lot of money by relying on her intelligence, in terms of foundation, the Shukishima family was still too far behind those old guys. Even if they spent a lot of money on packaging, it would still take them ten years to catch up.
"Hey?" Mizuno was confused. "M-teach me swordsmanship?"
"Yes."
"That's a good thing, student Mizuno."
The homeroom teacher laughed beside him. "Although you've already obtained the qualification to enter Eastern University, the profession of kendo … I'm not very clear about it. But if there's a senior willing to lead you from the front, your future will be much smoother. Don't be complacent just because you've won the regional competition. You must seize the opportunity."
"…" Mizuno twitched the corner of his mouth awkwardly. Looking for a master in swordsmanship for him? "Alright, thank you for the trouble."
Mizuno was a professional, so he didn't laugh. Even when he was sitting in Tomomi Shukishima's arrogant luxury car all the way to Taidong, he maintained his seriousness.
But the more he thought about finding a master for himself, the more ridiculous it sounded. He simply immersed himself in the perspective of a few Extraordinaires.
Moribe Takeo was still sitting on the ground. He was the easiest chess piece to control, so Mizuno was very assured.
The war in Kalica had already begun. Poor Takahashi, who had many ninjutsu, might not be able to take a beating, but his ability to escape was second only to Snake Princess in the water.
The Black Hideout looked like they were about to go berserk, and Misa was not far away.
As for those who reclaimed land from the sea, planted trees and watered flowers, and strolled in the South Pole, they were still calm and aloof.
His strength was steadily increasing. How much power could he create with a full blow? Mizuno had no idea.
"We're here, student Mizuno.
You must perform well in front of the senior. "
Maybe it was because of the legendary and respected senior, but the dojo was especially clean and solemn today.
But when they walked into the dojo, they didn't see the senior. Instead, Yoshimi Shukishima was very conspicuous in the middle of the crowd.
Yoshimi Shukishima was dressed in casual clothes and sat in the middle. There were also some decent civil servants standing on her left and right.
Most of them were women, trying their best to create a lively and non-tense atmosphere in the midst of seriousness.
Yoshimi was confused, but her sharp intuition, similar to that of her elder sister, made her vigilant.
What was her elder sister up to? Why did they look like they were arresting a criminal?
"Sister, where's the senior?"
"Yoshimi."
Yoshimi Shukishima nodded at Yoshimi. "Why don't you leave for now? I have something to discuss with Mizuno."
"I …" Yoshimi Shukishima felt a chill run down the back of her neck. She muttered, "I … okay."
Only Yoshimi Shukishima's group and Mizuno were left in the room.
"Student Mizuno … no, Minister Yuriwaku."