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Chapter 137, Section 136: The Hot-Blooded Idiot, Kibi Gonnosuke

Chapter 137, Section 136: The Hot-Blooded Fool, Kibi Gonnosuke (Fourth Update)

Ignoring the receptionist, who seemed to be a boss who didn't want to make money, Jiang Yu went to the venue alone.

The venue is not rudimentary; it has most of the necessary wooden stakes and a considerable number of dummies for practicing kendo.

The protective gear was neatly arranged in different categories around the perimeter, making it seem quite complete.

The number of people was simply too small, and it was indeed deserted.

We've truly entered a new era of good public security, and not as many people are willing to learn martial arts for self-defense anymore.

Even for the sake of their health, people would rather exercise on the street or join a gym.

Not many people come to the kendo dojo anymore; most of them are children who sign up to compete.

But those basically just mean going to a famous place, learning a routine, and that's it.

If you really want to learn, then it might involve bloodshed.

Why would anyone want to suffer when life is going well?

Without any protective gear, Jiang Yu walked alone to the wooden dummy.

Given his current physical strength, he should be careful not to use too much force and break the equipment.

The current training is mainly aimed at improving self-control.

At the other end of the venue, two men wearing protective gear stopped fighting and put down their bamboo swords.

"You're tired, Hibi. Take a short rest."

An ordinary-looking man removed his protective gear and gestured for a halt.

"Washizu, what's wrong with you? You're tired after only half an hour?"

Seeing this, the tall, middle-aged man, Kibi Gosuke, also began to remove his protective gear, somewhat unsatisfied.

They're determined to join the Victory Team, how can they be so lax?

"Hibi, do you think everyone's like you? So stubborn and inflexible?"

Jin rolled her eyes. Her friend was good in every way, except that he was too energetic and sometimes had a terrible temper.

To put it simply, they're no different from children who haven't grown up.

It's really frustrating; thankfully, I haven't done anything too outrageous yet.

"Washizu, don't bother explaining. You just went home a couple of days ago, I understand."

Seeing that there was no hope of continuing the battle, Gosuke Hibi had no choice but to stop and rest, laughing and joking with his companions.

Washizu just got married this year, but due to the nature of his work, they inevitably spend little time together.

Having finally returned home, the saying "absence makes the heart grow fonder" applies to him. He feels weak in the knees and lacks energy, and Kihiro Kosuke can understand all of that.

"Hibi, what nonsense are you talking about? It's not about that kind of thing—"

Jin's face flushed red, and she wanted to explain herself. No man wants to admit he's inadequate in that area.

"Washizu, look at that young man over there!"

Kibi Gosuke narrowed his eyes, watching Jiang Yu training in the distance.

"What's wrong with that young man? There are indeed very few people coming to the Inoue kendo dojo, but it's not like there are none at all, is it?"

Tsuyoshi was about to say that Kibi was making a fuss, but when he looked over, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Holy crap, this can't be real!"

With both of them watching closely, Jiang Yu easily lifted the wooden dummy with one hand and placed it in his most comfortable position, preparing to practice his palm strike.

Aside from certain humanoid monsters, the palm strike is almost a universal basic move in combat.

To get rid of haphazard, unorthodox fighting, one must first practice a large number of basic movements repeatedly, and then improve upon them in actual combat in order to find the fighting style that best suits oneself.

There is never a universal formula when it comes to battles.

While the experience of predecessors is valuable, what we discover through our own exploration is equally precious.

Jiang Yu's prior preparations left Kibi and Gosuke completely dumbfounded, so they didn't even need to watch the later practice sessions.

Because of their good relationship with the owner of the kendo dojo, Kibi Gosuke and Tsuki were able to tell the weight of the wooden dummy.

Back then, the best materials were used, and each wooden dummy weighed around 300 pounds.

Lifting him up with one hand, could this person be some kind of alien hiding on Earth?

"No, I need to test that guy."

With a sullen face, Kibi Gosuke stood up, eager to try, but was stopped by Tsu just as he was about to make a move.

"Hibi, how about we report to our superiors first? If all else fails, we can contact the Victory Team."

That kind of existence is too dangerous.

Washizu shook his head at Kibi Gosuke; their leave wasn't over yet, and they weren't allowed to carry guns.

It's really hard to feel safe in front of unknown aliens who don't even have a gun.

"As Director Yoshioka said, confirm the situation before reporting to your superiors, and don't waste resources unnecessarily."

Those guys on the Victory team, I feel like they're not much different from me.

besides,----"

Kibi Gosuke lowered his voice and said, "A guy who comes to a kendo dojo like this probably doesn't mean any harm. I'm just going to spar with him."

After saying that, Kibi Gosuke shook off Washizu and walked over with his head held high.

"You're such a hot-blooded idiot!"

Jin reluctantly got up and followed, wondering if his friend wasn't afraid of being punched to death.

Forget it, we'll die together if we have to. I'll leave a message beforehand, the authorities will definitely know if something goes wrong.

"Excuse me, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

When Hibiki was only five meters away from Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu already realized that the future captain was coming to find him.

They were whispering over there for ages, are they planning to come over and start a fight?

Seeing that he had been discovered in advance, Kibi Gousuke stopped in his tracks somewhat awkwardly, almost losing his composure.

When Jiang Yu turned around, both Kibi Gosuke and Washizu froze.

This way, I can't be mistaken; the commander specifically gave the order not to forget.

"Jiang Yu, I'm so sorry, we were too far apart just now, I thought you were some kind of alien."

I just arrived, I'm sorry for the intrusion!

Kibi bowed in apology, and Tsu followed suit.

Jin was already cursing his friend in his heart. What a piece of trash! The superior had repeatedly emphasized that he shouldn't mess with this person, but he still had to provoke him. He was really speechless.

"You all know me? Is that what Chief Yoshioka means?"

Jiang Yu watched with great interest as Kibi and Gosuke's somewhat exaggerated behavior seemed to suggest that he was inexplicably quite famous in TPC.

This is a level of treatment that even the ancient capital wouldn't receive, though it probably doesn't bring them much of a good reputation.

Jiang Yu had dealt with Director Yoshioka twice and noticed that he was quite different from Director Sawai.

His stubbornness and fiery temper are probably due to his early military experience.

However, it has nothing to do with Jiang Yu. Let things be as they are. If Jiang Yu is unhappy, then all he can do is slap him across the face.

"Of course, Director Yoshioka instructed us to always show respect to Mr. Jiang Yu."

Washizu interrupted to prevent Kihiro from revealing any crucial truths.

If a leader has a problem with someone, that's their business; they don't need to get involved in such situations.

Gonno understood his friend's meaningful look and remained silent.