"Actually, I like Sensei."
"… Oh, I know."
It was a simple confession and a simple answer under the tranquil night sky. Perhaps some love didn't need to be expressed as fiercely as one imagined. Perhaps it wasn't true love, but what was true and pure love? No matter what, after this feeling of mutual understanding, Xun smiled. She rarely smiled so brightly, but at the same time, it was as sad as a beautiful painting.
"But Sensei, you won't accept me, right?"
"Oh, you know, my situation is also very troublesome."
Jiaming smiled and tilted his head. "Lingjing and Shasha being together with me is already very overboard. Then there's Ya Han, and I've been hiding it from them. Originally, I wouldn't care about these problems, but when it comes to accepting someone, I feel strange …"
"Sensei … you don't like me that way, right?"
"I don't really understand what 'like' and 'love' are.
Your … feelings for me, I know. Whether it's admiration, admiration, or some other random things that have accumulated over the past three years, I think I'm very clear. You're also very beautiful, probably the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, but … I can't help it … my problem is very complicated … "
"But I like Sensei, very much."
Xun lowered her head and remained silent for a while. "I just want to be by Sensei's side. As long as I can be with Sensei, I'm willing to do anything. If Sensei doesn't want me, I … have no meaning …"
"You just … didn't give yourself much of a choice …" Jiaming hesitated for a while, then laughed again. "Okay, I know this is more of a quibble, but … it's probably because I've treated you as a real disciple for the past six months. No, I should say that you're not an equal friend, not a pure family member. Of course, I should have accepted you earlier in my heart. If it was back then, and we were all depressed, we could have communicated with each other, or even slept with each other. Although it wouldn't prove anything to me, but now, hmm …"
He paused for a moment and sat up straight. He looked at Kaoru from head to toe and curled his lips. He reached for Kaoru's belt and gently pulled it open. Then, he reached for the edge of her red robe.
Xun raised her head and closed her eyes. Her fair skin was exposed to the air inch by inch.
With a "whoosh", Smoky's body tensed up and she opened her eyes. Jiaming pulled his clothes back and quickly fastened his belt. He slapped his forehead and stood up. "No, no, no, no … It's too exciting and we can't do it. Let's all wash up and go to sleep …" He shook his head and walked past Smoky. The girl's voice came from behind him.
"Teacher."
"Sigh, I know it sounds cliché, but … you'll understand in the future." He turned around and smiled brightly. "Don't think too much. I like you too."
*****
It was hard to determine how many people were imagining things that night. The next afternoon, the "exchange" at the Ming Zang Kendo Gymnasium was held as scheduled.
It was August 31st, 2000.
The Ming Zang Kendo Gymnasium was located in a medium-sized gymnasium in Tokyo's Ueno district. Although Masashi Aramaki was famous in the Kendo world, his swordsmanship was focused on killing, and he was strict in accepting disciples. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Ming Zang Kendo Gymnasium was not as famous as some of the "official" Dojos in Tokyo. Of course, he didn't care about this.
In the past, when everyone was relatively peaceful in the dark society, such exchanges were not unusual. My company defeated your company in the market, and your people defeated my people in martial arts. Basically, there wouldn't be a big fight because of this. This time, it was a similar gathering.
The exchange was not open to the public. Only those who wanted to do it would participate.
At around one o 'clock, the people who were supposed to be there had already arrived. The spectators were in the stands above, while Chen Guxia, Masashi Aramaki, and the others were in the field below. They pretended to be polite.
On the side of Takama-ga-hara, Masashi Amaki naturally came. He also brought his girlfriend, Long Tangwei, and a few other Espers who wanted to watch. On the side of the Tsuchiha family, the head of the family, Tsuchiha Masako, naturally couldn't come in person. He was only led by an instructor. There were a few powerful assassins who had already made their debut. Tsuchiha Tetsuya and Buntaro were also among them. They probably felt that nothing would happen this time, so they came to gain experience.
Other than these two forces, there were also some random people who knew the news. There was no need to introduce them.
Kaoru also came, but she wasn't with the Tsuchiha family, nor was she with Masashi Amaki. She took a seat by herself, looking cold.
On the side of Pei Luojia, this was their territory. Other than a few ordinary security guards who didn't know the inside story, there were also a few assassins sitting in the stands. Plus, there was the powerful Huang Juan. Even if everyone went crazy, the result would only be a tie.
However, when it was about time, a guy wearing flowery clothes walked up to the audience and attracted everyone's attention. It was the perverted lolicon Yu Shouxi, who was just as famous as Yu Shouxi. He didn't even care about his own people, and the first thing he did was greet Yu Shouxi and the others. He was incomparably enthusiastic, and when he saw Kaori, he revealed a look of pity. The once great loli was about to degenerate into an older sister.
Then, he stood by the railing and greeted Chen Guxia and the others in Mandarin, "Ah, Mr. Chen, this old thing Huang Juan is not a good person, but his swordsmanship is still passable. Everyone, you must kill him. Good luck, good luck, I will support you."
After some pleasantries, at half past two, the exchange began.
In fact, it was all disciples who went up. It was very boring to fight. Everyone just came to see each other's attitude.
There weren't many people, so the stadium seemed empty.
Kaoru sat to the side. She didn't look at the fight below. She only paid attention to the surrounding entrances and exits. Not too far away from her, Buntaro, Tsukuchi Tetsuya, and the others were also whispering.
"Hey, why did Kaoru come here alone? I thought she would act together with that Gu Jiaming …"
"How would I know? That Gu Jiaming disappeared this morning. But since Kaoru came here, he will probably come later."
"I say … is that Gu Jiaming really her teacher? Is he not a martial arts teacher, but a Chinese teacher?"
"But Masashi Amaki said he was very strong. She doesn't lie."
"But I can't see how strong that Gu Jiaming is …"
"Could it be that he deliberately lied because Gu Jiaming is his friend?"
"Anyway, I don't think that kid is very good. The way he holds his sword is not standard …"
"And he's so young. How could it be …"
These people were whispering and questioning Jia Ming and Tian Yu Zhengze's character. On the other side, Long Tangwei and Tian Yu Zhengze were huddled together and whispering to each other.
"Why isn't he here yet? You said he would."
"Cough, probably not yet. He said he would come. You know, that guy likes to show off. Once he comes out, he will definitely attract everyone's attention."
"But will it be the same this time?
Not to mention the people in the audience, Huang Juan alone is hard to deal with, and now there's Oshoki.
Will Jian Suyan really come out? "
"In any case, I believe that everyone will be shocked. But no matter what, just seeing Sister Suyan's image is enough to make me happy.
I've been practicing hard in this area recently. Maybe I can dress up as a peerless beauty in the future. Wei, don't you feel excited? "
"Excited … Excited your head!
I'm excited when I think about beating you up! "
The two flirted on the stage. It was past three o 'clock, and the score was barely 2: 1. Chen Guxia's side was slightly inferior. He watched the fight while analyzing the situation with the people next to him.
On the other side, the kendo master named Masashi Huang Juan was wearing a brown robe and kneeling peacefully. He was calmly resting with his eyes closed. He looked tall and thin with a big skeleton, but his spirit was hale and hearty. He had a goatee under his chin. He was in his fifties, and his whole body was brimming with an indescribable vitality. Even if he was sitting peacefully, people could feel the power that could explode at any time.
A katana with a black scabbard was placed on the rack beside him.
Sitting not far from Chen Guxia, Han Gangcheng, who came with him but was not on the list, frowned and looked around. He found it strange that Gu Jiaming did not come. In fact, since he saw Gu Jiaming again yesterday, he had been in a gloomy mood. He whispered to the person next to him and stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom."
The whole stadium was quiet in this summer afternoon. He walked out of the main entrance and turned to the other side of the corridor. When he entered the bathroom, he was suddenly stunned.
The sound of water splashing could be heard. The person washing his hands in front of the white porcelain sink was Gu Jiaming, who did not appear in the audience. He was wearing a white T-shirt and a thin beige jacket. Sensing someone coming in, he turned his head to look and then continued to wash his hands.
Taking a deep breath, Han Gangcheng walked past him and reached for the door of the first cubicle, only to find that it would not open.
"There's someone inside," Gu Jiaming said casually.
[Can't I see that there's someone inside …] He thought in his mind as he entered the next cubicle. Then, the sound of water stopped and the sound of footsteps extended out.
For some reason, Han Gangcheng suddenly came out of the cubicle and chased outside.
What he didn't know was that not long after he went out, the small cubicle that couldn't be opened suddenly opened with a "Hua — Bang —" sound. Several people in security uniforms slid out from inside and fell to the ground.
There were seven or eight bodies piled up in this small cubicle. There was no blood, but they were all dead.
Perhaps because of this, the corridor was so quiet …
*****
"Hey!
Gu Jiaming! "
Rushing out of the corridor, Han Gangcheng stopped the figure in front of him.
"Uh?
You need something from me? "
Gu Jiaming stopped moving. He turned around and tidied up his wet sleeves.
"Don't play dumb, Gu Jiaming. Don't tell me you forgot what happened three years ago!"
"I only remember that we weren't very close. Oh, Han Gangcheng, I'm sorry about what happened back then, but you forced me …"
"I want to fight with you again. Let's see if you can avoid it this time!"
"Okay."
Jiaming's straightforward answer made Han Gangcheng a little confused. After a while, he realized that he should be the one to say the time and place, but Jiaming already spoke first, "But I'm not free today. There are too many fights to fight. You line up."
After saying this, Jiaming turned around and left. Han Gangcheng followed behind, "Just you wait!"
While the two were talking, Jiaming had already walked to the entrance of the stadium. He turned around and wanted to go in. Han Gangcheng said, "If you want to watch the fight, go to the auditorium from the side door."
Hearing his words, Jiaming stopped helplessly. He spread out his hands and smiled, "It's okay, I think they will understand." He took out an invitation card from his pocket, waved it at the two security guards, and walked in.
Han Gangcheng followed. When he entered, he saw Jiaming standing there. He turned his head and looked at the people in the stands. Then, he turned his head and looked around. Then, he turned around and walked to the corner. There was a pile of chairs there.
Since Jia Ming had agreed to his challenge, Han Gangcheng didn't bother with him anymore. He went straight to the edge of the arena. He hadn't walked far when a bang suddenly sounded. In the slightly spacious stadium, after the rumbling sound, the sound of heavy objects being dragged across the stone floor continued to ring out. Everyone's gazes instantly turned to look at them.
Han Gangcheng turned his head and saw that Jiaming had dragged a chair down. Then, a pile of chairs fell into a pile. Although the center of the arena was basically covered with tatami, the edges were still covered with terrazzo tiles. The sound of the chair's legs being dragged on the ground was extremely ear-piercing.
Seeing Jiaming walk over as if there was no one around, Han Gangcheng's expression was unkind. In other people's dojos, everyone would choose to kneel down as a form of respect. Taking a step back, even if you wanted to sit on a chair and watch, you shouldn't have made such a big commotion. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel indignant. He simply wanted to scold Gu Jiaming for embarrassing all of China.
At this moment, Buntaro and the others in the stands all revealed puzzled expressions. Gu Jiaming had come, but, "What is this guy trying to do?"
As for Masaori Tian, at this moment, she said to Long Tangwei with a somewhat dumbfounded expression, "He's here, but he actually came so brazenly. This is simply … simply deceiving the audience …"
The noise reverberated in the stadium. Kaoru looked down at the figure below. Her gaze was still indifferent, but her hands on her knees were already tightly clenched into fists.
On the other side of the stands, Yu Shouxi leaned forward and laughed.
The chair was dragged into the tatami area. Jiaming walked past Han Gangcheng. At this moment, a security guard standing beside the tatami also turned around and pointed at him, "Hey …" At the same time, Han Gangcheng also opened his mouth, "Hey …"
Just as the first syllable left his mouth, a scene that was completely out of Han Gangcheng's expectations appeared. With a loud bang, Jiaming swung the chair and ruthlessly smashed it on the head of the security guard in front of him. In an instant, the security guard's body flew out. The chair that hit his head flew even higher. The person behind him hurriedly dodged. The Pei Luojia assassins in the stands all stood up. Tsuchiha Tetsuya and Buntaro opened their mouths wide like frogs.
When the security guard further away was about to rush over, Jiaming passed by a fighter's body and stepped into the field. He walked straight to the opposite side of Huang Juan.
The two fighters on the field had yet to decide the winner. Although the teacher's teachings were mostly focused on the competition and there was no need to care about the outside even if the world was ending, when they saw someone coming over, they naturally stopped fighting and looked hesitantly at the teacher on the edge of the field.
"Huang Juan …"
Jiaming's voice sounded in the stadium. The Japanese fighter who bore the brunt of the attack also walked over directly, "Hey, you …" He stretched out his hand and pushed Jiaming. He was not a trash like the ordinary security guards. He was very confident in himself. However, at the same time, because this guy blocked his view, Jiaming also slapped him back.
Almost at the moment when Jiaming came into contact with him, the guy's body directly flew a few meters away and rolled on the ground like a gourd.
"Huang Juan."
The assassin in the stands took out his gun. Jiaming acted as if he didn't notice. He walked and said, "I'm here to kill you."
*****
Well, August's fire is about to start burning. By the end of this volume, including the previous section, today's volume has already reached more than 9,000 words. If I say it's a long chapter, then it's a long chapter.
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