Kyogoku's Little Bro Got Completely Hoodwinked

"The head of the Hun Yuan Tai Chi Sect... Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes?"

Kyogoku Makoto looked bewildered. "It shouldn't be, but what are this Hun Yuan Tai Chi Sect and the Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes?"

"The Hun Yuan Tai Chi Sect was founded by a Taiji expert Ma Baoguo."

Fujino paused for a moment, then said in a very serious tone, "Although I don't know who the old gentleman you mentioned is, this Master Ma is also exceptionally skilled. He created the Lightning Five Consecutive Strikes, and is invincible throughout the world. He should be in England right now. If you have the chance, you can go and challenge him."

"Ma Baoguo?"

Kyogoku Makoto pondered seriously for a moment, then said, "If I have the chance, I will definitely give it a try!"

"Okay, go ahead."

Seeing the other person's serious expression, Fujino smiled and echoed in agreement.

Although I don't know if Master Ma exists in this world, let's have Kyogoku Makoto go and look for him!

Of course, he wasn't just bluffing.

After all, the Ma Baoguo does exist, it's just not in this world...

But if we actually find it, that would be so much fun.

Although it's unlikely...

Kyogoku Makoto felt that if even Fujino called the other person a master, then he must be very powerful.

After silently memorizing the name, he couldn't help but ask Fujino, "So, from which master did you learn your ancient Chinese martial arts?"

"Well..."

Fujino hesitated for a moment upon hearing this.

When asked where he learned martial arts...

It can't be said that the professions were automatically extracted from the system and entered into the brain.

Seeing the hesitant look on his face, Kyogoku Makoto knew that some experts didn't like to show their faces in public, so he asked, "Is it inconvenient?"

"No, that's not it. If you ask, I'll tell you, but you have to keep it a secret!"

Fujino pondered for a moment, took a sip of his Happy Soda to clear his throat, and said in a deep voice, "My master is that guy who won the championship in Southeast Asia's first free fighting competition in 1974, defeated the Japan martial arts master, Heavy Cannon Lei Long, in 1980, and then won the All-Japan Karate Championship for three consecutive years, becoming the All- Japan Free Fighting Championship. Muscle Man who uses ancient Chinese boxing techniques and is known as the nemesis of karate!"

Kyogoku Makoto lowered his eyes, trying hard to find relevant information in his mind, but he couldn't find the other person's title.

"It's normal that you don't know."

Fujino patted Kyogoku Makoto's shoulder earnestly. "The path of martial arts is not as smooth as you might imagine. A Chinese martial artist defeated all the masters of Japan karate using ancient boxing techniques..."

"Sigh, all I can say is that those who know, know."

He sighed and said, "I won't say anymore. My master has already been crippled by certain people and has disappeared into seclusion."

"Is that so?"

Kyogoku Makoto lowered his gaze, stunned, and clenched his fist tightly, his eyes still wet with blood from the wound on the giant tree, as if he felt deeply indignant about the injustice.

"Let's not talk about the past anymore. Today, Brother Kyogoku and I became friends after a fight. Don't tell anyone about this, or it will cause a lot of trouble."

"I see."

"Good that you understand."

Fujino patted Kyogoku Makoto's shoulder earnestly, then glanced down at his hands. "But it looks like you've suffered serious injuries, Kyogoku-kun... If I were using a knife, I could control my strength, but this sword energy is indiscriminate. Do you need to treat it?"

"It's nothing serious. I used to get injured a lot during my cultivation, so I'm used to it."

That's true, but we still need to deal with it.

Kyogoku Makoto watched as Fujino pulled a first-aid kit from behind his back and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get that first-aid kit from?"

"This one?"

Fujino explained, "Although I have studied swordsmanship, ancient Chinese martial arts, and fighting techniques, my forte is still hidden weapons, hidden arts, and magic. After all, my other teacher is Kuroba Toichi."

As he spoke, he casually tossed a dagger toward a large tree that was pinned to another tree trunk not far away. "However, I'm not particularly interested in hidden weapons, so I replaced the place where I would normally keep hidden weapons with a first-aid kit."

"I see..."

Kyogoku Makoto glanced at the dagger not far away and swallowed hard.

After all, just now, he hadn't even noticed where the hidden weapon came from...

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

Therefore, he believed Fujino when he said that he was the best at throwing weapons.

Then he suddenly noticed something and asked hesitantly, "But who was that... brother just now?"

"By the way, what month was Kyogoku born?"

"I'll be here in February."

"I'll be in May, so calling you 'little brother' shouldn't be a problem."

Fujino paused for a moment, then urged, "I have quite a lot of things in this first-aid kit, Kyogoku, just make do with this for now. Wrap it in gauze to avoid scarring."

"Oh... Fujino ... Brother..."

Kyogoku Makoto a chick pecking at rice, but something still felt off.

However, after all, the other party had told him this secret that could not be passed on to others, and had not used his best hidden weapon during the battle. He even held back when he drew his sword, and after the sparring ended, he even paid attention to the injuries on his body.

Thinking about it carefully, the terms "brother" and "older brother" aren't so bad, are they?

Perhaps this is what is meant by "making friends through martial arts," like the legendary story in Romance of the Three Kingdoms where Zhang Fei and Guan Yu became friends after a fight?

Thinking this way, Kyogoku Makoto felt a warmth in his heart.

After a simple bandage and a bit of persuasion, Fujino successfully recruited a 1.8-meter-tall, muscular little brother.

"By the way, Fujino... brother."

Kyogoku Makoto stood up, stretched his shoulders to make sure the bandages wrapped around his body were secure, and turned to Fujino to ask, "Actually, I have another favor to ask you, brother."

"What is it? Please speak freely, brother."

"Those are the cherry blossoms from before."

A thoughtful look flashed in Kyogoku Makoto's eyes. "Brother, you used a technique that could summon cherry blossoms, and you even hid your figure among the cherry blossoms that were falling all around you. Those cherry blossoms seemed to be real. I really can't figure out how you did it."

"That's very simple, it's qi."

"Gas?"

"That's right."

Fujino nodded and said seriously, "Qi, or rather, aura, you should also have this in your body. It has no shape and cannot be seen with the eyes. You can only feel it. As long as you have enough qi, you can confine it to a certain area through comprehension. The qi that cannot disperse gradually gathers in the area and forms a domain. I call it the Sword Domain."

"Although it cannot directly interfere with reality, once the Qi reaches a certain level, it can cloud the five senses of enemies within range, creating a special illusion and concealing oneself."

As he spoke, he raised the Wooden Sword in his hand, and an invisible pinkish-white glow gradually shimmered around him. Then, a cherry blossom petal suddenly drifted to his front and he caught it with his fingers. "This thing is hard to explain, and its shape is not necessarily the same. I have only just sensed it."

"Qi, domain... I see!"

Kyogoku Makoto seemed to have a sudden realization, as if struck by a divine revelation. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he looked at Fujino with eyes full of respect.

"I'm glad you understand, brother."

Fujino smiled, but he was actually a little confused inside.

His Sword Domain is merely a passive skill of the Sword Saint class. He doesn't know the details, and while he can do it if he wants to, he wouldn't be able to teach others...

In short, all of this is just a way to fool people.

Surprisingly, Kyogoku Makoto figured it out?

So what did this clueless young man actually learn?