Chapter 69
"Remember that feeling, that is the realm of a swordsman who can cut through iron."
The flying squirrel sheathed his sword, but what he said made Ron stunned.
"...Huh?"
"What?" The flying squirrel lit a cigarette, "Whether it is sword power, sword intent or cutting through iron, in the final analysis, this so-called realm of a swordsman is just a feeling about the sword."
"The realm of a swordsman who can cut through iron requires strong spirit and will. Even if I hold a wooden stick, as long as I want to cut, I can cut through even steel. This is the heroic spirit of a swordsman! The swordsman who reaches this realm is called a swordsman on the sea."
"Of course, it is not an easy thing for a swordsman to reach this realm. It requires a long time of tempering and extremely high talent."
The flying squirrel blew a smoke ring.
60, Flying Squirrel: I seem to be in trouble (2/5)
"Your talent and qualifications are fully sufficient, and you have mastered the sword intent. You are close to the realm of swordsmanship, but you don't have the courage to enter the realm of swordsmanship."
"I have been deliberately suppressing your emotions before, letting your emotions accumulate and accumulate, and finally burst out, just to let you experience what a swordsman is and what the realm of cutting iron is through this slash."
The flying squirrel looked at Ron with a complicated expression and said, "But I didn't expect that you could cut this sword so quickly."
"So I am now considered to have entered the realm of swordsmanship?"
Ron couldn't help asking.
The flying squirrel shook his head: "Is it possible."
"That feeling is only a moment, it's fleeting, you just stepped into the realm of cutting iron in an instant, if you want to really..."
The flying squirrel hasn't finished speaking yet.
A slash swept past him.
The cigarette in his mouth broke into two and fell down.
A crack of more than ten meters long appeared on the ground in front of him again.
"Is that so?"
"………………!"
The flying squirrel opened his mouth wide, his jaw almost smashing the floor in shock.
"!!!!"
"How is this possible?!"
Chatun saw this scene with his own eyes, his eyes almost popped out.
Although Taotu and Huoshaoshan had seen it once, they were still extremely shocked when they saw it again.
"That kid...has really entered the realm of swordsman."
The flying squirrel, who was completely shocked and lost his composure, stared at Ron with a dull look in his eyes, his voice trembling:
"You, you, you, how did you do it?!"
"Just do as you said, remember that strong feeling, burst out instantly, and slash out with the slash."
Ron looked at him and tilted his head.
"No, it's impossible. The emotions you burst out before were clearly suppressed by me for two months. It has already burst out. How could it burst out again?"
The flying squirrel couldn't believe it.
Hearing his words, Ron grinned at him:
"If it comes to anger, I can have as much as I want. Especially every time I see Mr. Flying Squirrel's face and hairstyle, I can't help but... get angry!"
"I feel that as long as you are here, Mr. Flying Squirrel, I can easily accumulate anger and be familiar with the feeling of explosion."
Listening to his words, the Flying Squirrel's eyes gradually widened.
Under the dim moonlight.
Ron held Raikiri, tilted his head, his eyes glowed red, and his whole body seemed to exude a strong black and red ghost aura.
He tilted his head and grinned at the Flying Squirrel.
"There is still time, practice with me a few more times, Mr. Flying Squirrel."
Looking at Ron's glowing red pupils and his bright and weird smile, an inexplicable chill spread in the Flying Squirrel's heart, making his scalp numb and creepy.
Could it be... that his crazy suppression of him for two consecutive months has caused him some serious trouble? !
With red eyes, Ron's figure flashed and appeared in front of the flying squirrel, raising his sword and slashing.
It was just a simple slash, but the action was extremely crisp and decisive, without any delay.
After all, in the past two months, Ron has practiced this simplest slash no less than 100,000 times.
He also discovered.
This simplest, open and closed slash can best burst out one's own momentum and power at once.
This simple slash can also make people closest to the essence of kendo.
If you always rely on sword moves to fight the enemy and always think about how to improve the power of sword moves, Ron will gradually deviate from the essence of kendo and embark on a flashy and unrealistic path.
The guidance that the flying squirrel has given Ron in the past two months has corrected him and pointed him in the right direction to the road of swordsmanship.
Although he knows that the flying squirrel has indeed helped him a lot.
But Ron still doesn't plan to let it go.
At least he has to lie down a few times!
"Xi Nei! (Die)"
Ron's Raikiri drew a perfect arc, slashing from top to bottom onto the raised knife of the flying squirrel.
Clang!
Accompanied by the crisp sound of the collision of blades.
The violent collision of the two swords.
The raging wind swept out from the place where the two people clashed, and the dust on the ground was stirred up.
Looking at the two figures flashing constantly on the No. 4 harbor, holding swords and fighting, two figures, one big and one small.
The slashes swung by the two people raged around, the ground was cut open one after another, and the wind continued to rise.
On the courtyard wall.
The stunned Chatun opened his mouth and said blankly:
"I... am not dreaming? That kid actually fought back and forth with the flying squirrel?!"
Huoshaoshan touched his head and smiled bitterly.
"This is really... amazing."
After the shock, Momotu Gion gradually calmed down. A pair of charming and beautiful eyes stared at Ron who was constantly flashing in the field. He didn't care about defense at all and just launched a rainstorm offensive towards the flying squirrel.
Looking at the flying squirrel who was quite embarrassed by his offensive.
Taotu couldn't help but bend her beautiful eyes slightly, and raised a touching smile at the corner of her mouth.
"Ron...he is such an amazing little guy."
The battle between the two lasted for about ten minutes. Flying Squirrel found an opportunity and left the place, leaving only one sentence.
"I have nothing more to teach you. From tomorrow on, you don't have to come."
"Huhuhu..."
Ron, who was holding Rachel in his right hand, was lying on the rugged No. 4 Harbor in a big glyph shape, with a happy smile on his little face.
"Hahaha."
"Finally got that guy."
…………
other side.
"Pfft! Flying squirrel, your hair...hahaha."
The tea dolphin couldn't help laughing when he saw the flying squirrel's half-short mohawk.
61. The heart is like a rock, the mind can cut through iron (3/5)
Peach Rabbit also covered his mouth and chuckled.
"That kid must have chopped off your hair on purpose."
Huo Shaoshan said with a smile. "It seems that I had a lot of resentment against you before."
"Shut up!"
The flying squirrel's face was as black as coal. "Don't mention that kid to me. I didn't expect him to be so vindictive. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taught him even if Teacher Zefa personally spoke."
Hearing the name Zefa.