"The market of Adachi Ichigao must be won!"

Tomomi Shuangdao sat in the passenger seat with her hands wrapped around her hands, acting like a big brother.

"Hiyi."

The new Taoist teacher in the driving hall nodded seriously.

The number of students recruited by the Shuangdao Dojo is increasing day by day. My father alone can't handle it. Her husband has no real skills, so she simply rehired some of the outstanding students she had taught in the Dojo.

I learned a certain skill when I was so angry, but in the end I found that it was useless. This kind of thing not only happens in flower arrangement and yoga.

"We have already eaten some of the universities in Arakawa. Adachi Nishi and Shinta have been divided up around the area, but Adachi Yigao is kept for us."

"I heard that something seemed to be happening here on Adachi Ichigao?" The old student driving asked curiously.

"There are some things. This Adachi Ichigao was originally taken down by the Wuliu Dojo in the countryside of Saitama, but the country bumpkin is the country bumpkin."

"After leading a group of monkeys to Tokyo, he started a quarrel with the students, and finally he had to run back to the countryside in shame."

"..." The old student who was driving sniffed. Although he was not from Saitama, Gunma Prefecture...it seemed to be even more important than Saitama.

"Anyway, the best opportunities are in front of us. The more these schools win, the better. If you cast a wide net, you will definitely get a good harvest."

Tomomi Shuangdao planned very clearly that except for the legendary Shenhara Feixiang's own gym, the other gyms are all competing for fame. The more famous they are, the more students they recruit, the more money they earn.

After all, if you compete for hard strength, who can compete with Shenyuan Feixiang for strength?

Moreover, she is really not optimistic about the performance of Tokyo children when she gets good results in national competitions.

Among the ancient swordsmanship existing in the island country, the West Island country has overwhelming advantage.

In the annual competition, the national competition basically involves all the universities in the West Island Country competing for the top three, and the East Island Country just goes to watch the fun, especially the guys on Kyushu Island. Those schools are simply unreasonable.

Even if there is no absolute king who can win the championship every year, there is no big problem to abuse Dongdao Country by taking it alone.

But who said that you must fight the west side?

Can't we win the championship in the Eastern Kendo competition? Our Eastern School formed the league by itself and played with ourselves.

Or for ordinary people who are unaware of it, Tokyo's No. 1 Kendo School can beat Nishijima Kingdom, and a certain university in Kyushu Island is a hundred times louder, although in fact, the latter's value is far better than that.

But business is something that is 'you love and I want'.

"Adachi's first high is here."

After telling the doorman, Tommei and the others walked towards the principal's office.

Accompanied by the new normal school, Sister Jidao visited Adachi Yigao.

"Come on, please drink water."

Fuchuan put two glasses of water from the filter and pushed them down in front of them.

"You are the Taoist temple in Taitung District, Taitung District, Taitung District..." Fuchuan now has to carefully choose the Taoist temple I recommended before. He has an ace in his hand, so it must not be wasted.

"Hiyi, Shuangdao Dojo, look." Shuangdao Tomomi directly showed off her killing weapon without saying a word, and her elder sister's big rewards. "This is an excellent student in our dojo. With excellent swordsmanship, he is now in the government security department."

"Oh! The champion of the Yulong Banner Women's Group?" Fuchuan's forehead lit up slightly, and he flipped through the album in his hand.

This value is very valuable. Even in the women's group, it is still the champion level. Even if it is not as strong as the men's group, it still has skills. Anyway, whether it is a man or a woman, the vital parts are almost the same.

Looking through the photos of the awards, the old fox couldn't help but wonder. There were a lot of awards he received, but they were basically women's groups, and they were all the same person.

No, there is also a boy named Taro, but the awards won are far inferior in quantity and quality in comparison.

"It may be a bit unbelievable to say it, and it is not that I don't believe in your Taoist temple, but there is a student here who is very special. I am afraid that your Taoist temple may not be able to 'cope'."

Forget it, although this Shuangdao Dojo is a bit weird, it is quite powerful among a bunch of self-recommendations.

If it works, let them start practicing first.

"It's very special?" Tomomi Shizumi was stunned for a moment, and her hair was swollen behind her ears, and then said firmly, "Don't worry, we have encountered all kinds of students in the past hundred years since our temple opened."

This is a bit familiar.

"Yes." Fuchuan refused to comment. He looked at the old student who had been sitting next to him calmly, "This one is from your dojo..."

"Ah, he is Hu Shijian, an excellent swordsman in our dojo. He has a good idea of ​​teaching students."

"Hi, please give me some advice." Hu Shijian put his hands on his knees and bowed seriously.

Hu Shijian is in his thirties this year. He was quit by the warehouse a few months ago because he lost his goods. A few years ago, he chose to go to the Sword and Dotaku to learn swords, which is completely inconsistent with his life.

Although the teacher Fan praised him for his talent and naturally did not make a name for himself in the swordsmanship environment at that time, fortunately, the tuition fees that were not as high as the current astronomical level.

Unexpectedly, when he almost fell into the Sangu area as a homeless man, Teacher Fan's daughter actually contacted him.

When I heard that I was going to be a swordsman, although I was good at it at that time, many years have passed now, and the only memory of my arm is left is the same as the quit. If you have a conscience, don’t mislead your children... Starting from 350,000 yen a month, there is also a year-end bonus, and you will have a salary increase?

Do it, I will make you complete this job alone.

Isn’t it just to teach others how to learn kendo? I am so familiar with this job.

"Yeah, yeah." Fuchuan looked at Hu Shi Jian a few times. The man in his thirties had a steady temperament, fleshy body, dark skin, and firm eyes. Although he was shaved, he still had not cleaned up his stubble. He looked like a swordsman. This was much more attractive than the few things brought by Yuanye Dojo.

"So, it's just the time for club activities...ah, it's also the first day of training for our Kendo Department."

"It just so happens that you two will come and see our Kendo activities."

The test came, Tomomi Shuangdao clenched her fists. The principal meant to ask them to go to the Kendo Department to test the true level of their dojo.

Fortunately, Ken Toshishi came here today. This guy, Katsushi Shintaro's appearance, is very consistent with the elderly's imagination of swordsmanship.

"School is finally over."

"Do you want to go to a newly opened restaurant to eat shaved ice?"

"No, I'm going to study at the Kendo Department this afternoon."

After three o'clock, the club activities of Adachi Yigao were already underway.

Walking on the playground and watching the innocent students, Tomomi Shuangdao sneered in her heart.

Shimocho like Adachi is different from those in Funkyo District. I remember that she entered the high school and strong school in Funkyo District, but she ran to the cram school at three o'clock and studied until the last bus in the evening!

Just the garbage students in this school, one counts the other...

"noodle!"

"One book!"

"The minister is so handsome."

"We are here to participate, it's true."

As soon as he walked into the Kendo branch office, Tomomi Shizumi patted Tushishi Ken's shoulder with her eyes radiating!
Chapter completed!