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Chapter 7 One Year Swordsmanship Practice

“800,881,882······996,997,998,999,1000”

"Huh, I'm so tired, I can't do it anymore!" He Muyang fell to the ground in a large shape, his whole body was soaked in sweat. Looking at Kimura Kazuma, who was sitting next to make tea comfortably, He Muyang said dissatisfiedly: "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 fool me, right?"

He picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea. Kimura Kazuma sighed: "It's really delicious! The faint fragrance leaves a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks! This is the best enjoyment!"

A blue veins burst out on his forehead, He Muyang was furious and shouted: "Hey, old man, talk to you, don't ignore me, bastard!"

After glanced at He Muyang who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, Kimura Kazuma said in a plain tone: "Oh, are you talking to me?"

Seeing He Muyang almost ran away, Kimura Kazuma then put down the water cup and slowly said, "Aren't these all the training methods you told me? It would be better to train you, otherwise, with your original small body, you would not even be able to complete basic training."

Looking at He Muyang's dissatisfied look, Kazuma Kimura continued: "These trainings can be used to exercise your body. They are indeed good methods. Basically, all parts of the body are trained. A strong arms can allow you to slash more powerfully, and a strong legs can make you move faster, and a waist is the top priority. The relaxed and light body is reflected through the body and waist, which is the bond connecting the upper and lower limbs."

Suddenly, Kimura Kazuma showed a vulgar expression on his face, "And that is, a strong waist is even more important on the bed!" As he said that, he squeezed his eyes at He Muyang, and he was indescribably vulgar and despicable.

"You are so shameless!" He Muyang scolded with a righteous look, then a slight smile appeared on his face, "But that's the case. It seems that my waist really needs to be exercised! OK, I've decided, I'll do another 1,000 sit-ups!"

The old and the young looked at each other and laughed tacitly, despicable and humble.

"But, is it really okay to just do this? I've been doing some basic training like this, just strengthening my body. I haven't learned anything like fighting skills, and I haven't fought with others for a year. Will my combat effectiveness decrease?"

As if seeing through He Muyang's worries, Kimura Kazuma smiled and said, "Don't worry, your strength has not decreased at all. I can clearly feel that not only has it not decreased, but its strength has been more than doubled."

"How is that possible?"

Seeing He Muyang's disbelief look, Kazuma Kimura explained: "These exercises not only enhance your physical fitness. A weak foundation has always been your biggest flaw. With these trainings, it no longer exists. Now your foundation is very solid. Moreover, in daily training, your physical coordination is also improving. Now you can control every strength of yourself!"

Kazuma Kimura looked at He Muyang with an unprecedented serious expression and said solemnly: "You must always remember that the power that cannot be controlled by you cannot be called power, and don't just pursue power. What power beyond your tolerance brings you is not strength, but destruction!"

Feeling Kimura Kazuma's unprecedented solemnity, He Muyang put away his smile and said seriously: "Don't worry, I remember it!"

Is it a power like Ichigo? I can't control it. I'm not the protagonist. I don't have the halo of the protagonist. If I was like Ichigo, I would probably die! Do you master your own power? Of course!

Hearing He Muyang's serious answer, Kazuma Kimura breathed a sigh of relief. I could feel the huge potential of this child. I was really afraid that he would go on the wrong path. But since he had already warned him, he had agreed solemnly. There should be no problem, because he is such a person. As long as he agrees seriously, he will definitely do it. Just like these boring training, although he keeps complaining, he will definitely complete it seriously as long as he makes up his mind. He is such a pure child!

Looking at He Muyang lying on the ground, Kimura was filled with relief. I was so lucky to meet this child when his life was about to end.

Looking at He Muyang who started doing sit-ups again, Kimura Kazuma picked up the teacup and savored it carefully. As the sun gradually set in the sky was gone, no longer the hotness at noon, emitting a soft light, spreading the last ray of afterglow throughout the world before it fell.

"Ha ha····"

The heavy breathing awakened Kimura Kazuma from his thoughts. Seeing He Muyang's exhausted appearance, Kimura Kazuma smiled: "Oh, boy, I have done 1,000 more to show my strength in bed. You are really energetic. It seems that these exercises can no longer satisfy you. I think your training will be increased from tomorrow!"

"No!" He heard Kazuma Kimura's words, He Muyang called out on the spot, "I'm already super tired, don't add more!"

"Ah, don't you want it anymore? I'm planning to teach you the art of killing from tomorrow. It turns out that someone doesn't want it. It seems that I'm wishful thinking! Then forget it!"

"What? Slaying Technique?!" He Muyang jumped up from the ground excitedly, "I want to learn! I want to learn! Finally, I don't do these boring exercises anymore, I'm so looking forward to it!"

"Is that so? I'm looking forward to it too, your expression!" An unknown smile appeared on Kimura Kazuma's face.

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"Is this the so-called killing technique?" He Muyang's face was full of resentment.

"Stop talking nonsense, first of all, you will cut vertically and swing the knife 1,000 times."

"Every time, you have to swing your strength, concentrate and look straight ahead."

"Why is this kind of boring training again?" He Muyang was dissatisfied, but he still carefully completed every sword swing. With the repeated sword swings, He Muyang gradually felt a different feeling. It felt very weak and almost impossible to detect. As time passed, the feeling became stronger and stronger. It seemed that there was only one layer after another, but he just couldn't grasp the wonderful feeling.

With the sword swings again and again, He Muyang felt that it seemed that he and Zanpakura were left in the world, each with one sword, and everything around seemed to be isolated.

Kazuma Kimura watched He Muyang gradually swaying his sword again and again, until he was selfless, and his face was shocked. "How is it possible? Although I felt that this child was a genius, I had touched the true meaning of swordsmanship so quickly, and it seemed that I could fully understand it soon. This is no longer something that a genius can describe! It's such a monster!"

Suddenly, He Muyang escaped from that mysterious feeling, recalling everything just now, with a confused face, turned his head to look at Kimura Kazuma, He Muyang had a hint of confusion in his tone: "Well, old man, when I swung my sword just now, I felt a wonderful feeling, as if only I and the Zanpakura in my hand were left, but suddenly he escaped from that wonderful feeling, what's going on?"

It turned out to be just the first time accident, is this normal? But this is already amazing, and it can be achieved at the beginning.

Hearing He Muyang's question, Kazuma Kimura said carefully: "You must know that moves are dead, while people are alive. I don't plan to teach you any fixed moves, but only the most basic things. Everyone has their own fighting style, and the moves of previous generations may not be suitable for you. You have to summarize your own moves slowly. After all, what suits you is the best."

Listening to Kimura Kazushi's remarks, He Muyang nodded in agreement, "But you didn't answer my question at all!"

"Cough cough..." Kimura Kazumara coughed twice, "As for the wonderful feeling you mentioned, it is a state that can only be understood after reaching a certain level of kendo practice."

"Realm!?What realm?"

"Man and sword are one, man is a sword, sword is a man! It's a bitch!"

"Old man, you are teasing me!"
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