"800, 881, 882······996, 997, 998, 999, 1000"
"Phew, I'm exhausted, I can't do it anymore!" He Muyang fell to the ground in a large shape, his whole body soaked with sweat. Looking at Kimura Kazuma who was sitting next to him making tea comfortably, He Muyang said dissatisfied: "Hey, Old man, it’s been a year, you don’t teach me anything every day, you just ask me to do these exercises, what’s the use, you’re not trying to trick me, are you?”
Picking up the cup and taking a sip of tea, Kimura Kazuma sighed: "It's really delicious! It has a light fragrance and leaves a fragrance on your teeth and cheeks! This is the ultimate enjoyment!"
Veins popped up on his forehead. He Muyang was furious and shouted: "Hey, old man, I'm talking to you, don't ignore me, you bastard!"
Glancing at He Muyang who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, Kimura Kazuma said in a calm tone: "Oh, are you talking to me?"
Seeing He Muyang almost going berserk, Kimura Kazuma put down the water glass, looked at He Muyang and said slowly: "Aren't these the training methods you told me? They are perfect for training you, otherwise with your original With such a small body, let alone learning advanced swordsmanship, he cannot even complete basic training."
Seeing He Muyang's unconvinced look, Kimura Kazuma continued: "These exercises can exercise your body. They are indeed a good method. They basically exercise all parts of the body. Strong arms can make you stronger." You wield more powerful slashes. Strong legs allow you to move faster, and the waist is the most important. The looseness and lightness of the body are reflected through the waist, which connects the upper and lower limbs. ties."
Suddenly, a vulgar expression appeared on Kimura Kazuma's face, "Also, a strong body and waist are even more important in bed!" As he said this, he winked at He Muyang, which was indescribably vulgar and despicable.
"You are so shameless!" He Muyang scolded with a righteous look, and then a bit of a mean smile appeared on his face, "But that's true, it seems that my waist really needs a good workout! Okay, it's decided, I want to do it again Do 1,000 sit-ups!”
The old man and the young man looked at each other and laughed tacitly, in a vulgar and despicable way.
"But, is it really okay to just do this? I've been doing basic training like this. I'm just strengthening my body. As for fighting skills, I haven't learned anything, and I haven't fought with others for a year. Will my combat effectiveness be improved? Decreased?"
As if seeing through the worries in He Muyang's heart, Kimura Kazuma said with a smile: "Don't worry, your strength has not declined at all. I can clearly feel that not only has it not declined, but your strength has more than doubled."
"How can it be?"
Seeing He Muyang's disbelief, Kimura Kazuma explained: "These exercises not only enhance your physical fitness, but your weak foundation has always been your biggest flaw, and with these training, that no longer exists. , now your foundation is very solid. Moreover, in daily training, your body's coordination is also improving, and now you can control every part of your strength!"
Kimura Kazuma looked at He Muyang with an unprecedented serious expression on his face, and said solemnly: "You must always remember that power that cannot be controlled by yourself cannot be called power, let alone pursue power blindly, and bring power that is beyond your ability to bear. What I give you is not strength, but destruction!”
Feeling the unprecedented solemnity of Kimura Kazuma, He Muyang put away his smile and said seriously: "Don't worry, I remember it!"
Is it a power like Ichigo? I can’t master it. I’m not the protagonist. I don’t have the halo of the protagonist. If I were like Ichigo, I would probably die! Take control of your own power? Of course!
Hearing He Muyang's serious answer, Kimura Kazuma breathed a sigh of relief. I can feel the huge potential in this child, and I am really afraid that he will go astray, but since I have warned him and he has solemnly agreed, it should be okay, because that is the kind of person he is, as long as he is serious What you promise will definitely be done. Just like these boring trainings, although you keep complaining, as long as you make up your mind, you will definitely complete it seriously. What an innocent child!
Looking at He Muyang lying on the ground, Kimura Kazuma was filled with relief. I am so lucky to meet this child at the end of my life.
Looking at He Muyang who started to do sit-ups again, Kimura Kazuma picked up the tea cup and tasted it carefully. He looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the sky. It no longer had the blazing heat at noon and was emitting a soft light. Before it fell, he put the last touch on it. The afterglow fills the world.
"Ha ha····"
The heavy breathing woke Kimura Kazuma out of his thoughts. Seeing He Muyang's exhausted look, Kimura Kazuma smiled: "Hey, boy, I did 1,000 more just to show off my glory in bed." Hey, you are really energetic. It seems that these exercises can no longer satisfy you. I think you will need to increase your training starting from tomorrow!"
"No!" Hearing Kazuma Kimura's words, He Muyang shouted on the spot, "I'm very tired, don't increase the amount!"
"Ah, don't you want it anymore? I'm planning to teach you the art of beheading from tomorrow. It turns out that someone doesn't want to. It seems like it's just wishful thinking on my part! Then forget it!"
"What? The cutting technique?!" He Muyang jumped up from the ground excitedly, "I want to learn! I want to learn! Finally I don't have to do these boring exercises anymore, I'm so looking forward to it!"
"Really? I'm looking forward to it too, your expression!" Kimura Kazuma had an unknown smile on his face.
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the next day·········
"Is this the so-called beheading technique?" He Muyang's face was full of resentment.
"Stop talking nonsense, first do the vertical chop and swing the knife 1,000 times."
"Every time, you have to swing hard, concentrate, and look straight ahead."
"Why is it such a boring training again!" He Muyang was dissatisfied, but he still completed each swing of the sword seriously. As he swung the sword again and again, He Muyang gradually felt a little different. The feeling was very weak, almost Undetectable, as time goes by, the feeling becomes stronger and stronger. It seems that there are only layers of film missing, but I just can't grasp that wonderful feeling.
As he swung his sword again and again, He Muyang felt as if he and his Zanpakutō were the only ones left in the world, each with one sword, and everything around him seemed to be isolated.
Kimura Kazuma watched with shock as He Muyang slowly became absorbed in swinging his sword again and again until he lost himself. "How is it possible? Although I feel that this child is a genius, he has touched the true meaning of swordsmanship so quickly, and seems to be able to fully understand it very quickly. This is no longer a genius! What a monster!"
Suddenly, He Muyang broke away from that mysterious feeling, thinking about everything just now, with confusion on his face. He turned to look at Kimura Kazuma, with a hint of confusion in He Muyang's tone: "Well, old man, when I swung my sword just now, There is a strange feeling, as if only I and the Zanpakutō in my hand are left, but suddenly I am separated from that strange feeling, what is going on?"
Was it just a coincidence for the first time? Is this normal? But this is already amazing, to be able to achieve this level from the beginning.
Hearing He Muyang's question, Kimura Kazuma said after careful consideration: "You have to know that moves are dead, but people are alive. I don't plan to teach you any fixed moves, only the most basic things. Everyone Everyone has their own fighting style, and the moves of previous generations may not be suitable for you. You have to slowly summarize your own moves. After all, the best one suits you."
Listening to Kimura Kazuma's words, He Muyang nodded in agreement, "However, you didn't answer my question at all!"
"Ahem..." Kimura Kazuma coughed twice, "As for the wonderful feeling you mentioned, it is a state that can only be understood after practicing kendo to a certain extent."
"Realm!? What realm?"
"The man and the sword are one, the man is the sword, the sword is the man! It's for the bitch!"
"Old man, are you kidding me?"
"Haha~~ Actually, it's almost the same. After reaching that state, the sword in your hand is like a part of your body, an extension of the body, and you can use your fingers like an arm to perform any moves. After reaching that state, sending and receiving From the heart, you can be considered a master of swordsmanship."
(End of chapter)