Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

"The Jingxin Mingyi style emphasizes stance, luring the enemy into a trap, and striking first after the enemy has moved. All battles revolve around positioning, distance, and anticipation, so our first step is to learn 'position'."

Yuan Zhisheng held the bamboo sword high above his head, his body upright, his steps steady and concealed, with no obvious weaknesses.

"This is the upper level position. The upper level is not an aggressive stance, but an observational stance. It is a position where you look down at your opponent and clearly see the changes in their shoulders, hands, and feet. You can keep all of their movements in your mind. This is also the origin of the name 'Mirror Heart'."

As Yuan Zhisheng spoke, he observed Lu Mingfei's expression. The Jingxin Mingzhi School has declined in modern times and is often displayed as an artistic sword. The fundamental reason is that the school's core doctrine sounds too mysterious and requires the user to have a clear mind like a mirror.

Learners often fail to understand, feeling only that the master's movements are as elegant as dancing, with no trace of killing intent in the blade, which immediately diminishes their interest, and they will be unable to make any further progress no matter how long they study.

Lu Mingfei had already revealed his eagerness, but those who are impatient cannot learn this kind of swordsmanship. Yuan Zhisheng was prepared to stay at the kendo dojo for the next few days, and he could return to his family whenever Lu Mingfei gave up on his own.

As expected, Lu Mingfei showed a thoughtful expression, let out a long breath, and looked away.

But the next moment, a sharp whistling sound came from the front of Genjiro, so fast that his shadow was completely invisible. By the time he reacted, the bamboo sword in his hand had been knocked away, and the enormous force even made his wrist go numb.

"I've already learned that, what's next?"

Lu Mingfei slowly sheathed his sword.

Yuan Zhisheng fell silent, staring blankly at the man in front of him. He didn't understand what Lu Mingfei had learned. He hadn't seen when Lu Mingfei drew his sword. And if he remembered correctly, what he had just taught was to observe the enemy's movements first.

"Didn't you just teach me to lure the enemy in, then strike first after they've fallen into my trap?"

Lu Mingfei noticed Yuan Zhisheng's confusion and explained:

"The so-called 'striking after the enemy has already arrived' means imagining that the enemy's blade is already in front of me. So before I attack, I have to cut the blade in front of me first. In other words, I have to swing two slashes at the same time. As for luring the enemy into the blade, that's easy to understand."

"Just imagine enemies rushing in from all directions."

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, then said, "It's quite useful. This way, no matter which direction the enemy attacks from, I can quickly swing my sword in that direction."

Genjiro was even more confused. Was this how those two sentences were interpreted? Could it be that he had been learning the Kagami-Michi-ryu style of martial arts incorrectly all along?

The core of a school of swordsmanship that ordinary people could never comprehend in their entire lives has now been elevated to an unprecedented level by Lu Mingfei through mere "imagination"... Damn it! So the Mirror Heart Awakening School is actually a school of swordsmanship based on idealism?

"Your talent is far greater than I imagined. Let's skip the unnecessary training and jump straight into real combat."

Genjiro took a deep breath to suppress his shock, picked up his bamboo sword, assumed a high stance, and stared intently at Lu Mingfei:

"Practice makes perfect, so let me teach you with the knife in my hand!"

He no longer dared to teach Lu Mingfei with just words, for who knows what new things this guy might have come up with!

Lu Mingfei nodded. Drawing a sword is for fighting enemies; one cannot learn the killing intent between blades through words alone.

Yuan Zhisheng slowly inhaled and exhaled, completely abandoning his contempt for Lu Mingfei, and stared intently at his every move, trying to predict his next move.

Suddenly, the kendo hall lit up. Lu Mingfei drew his sword and leaped up. The bamboo sword didn't actually come with a sheath, but Genji still saw something like a sheath fall off the top of the bamboo sword in that instant, which was an extreme display of speed.

The light from the unsheathed bamboo sword was like a blue rainbow. The kendo hall was deathly silent. Even though he was mentally prepared, Lu Mingfei's speed was still so fast that it startled Yuan Zhisheng. The bamboo sword was clearly still several meters away, but the wind carrying the killing intent was already rushing towards him.

Lu Mingfei swung his sword again while floating in the air. Yuan Zhisheng couldn't see his sword swing, but could only see two huge arcs slashing down at him.

Lu Mingfei wasn't lying; he really could unleash two slashes simultaneously!

Genjiro raised his sword to block the air, but the strike carried Lu Mingfei's weight and the force of his fall, causing Genjiro to be knocked back, swinging his sword as he retreated.

Lu Mingfei's slashes were devoid of any skill, but they were incredibly fast, converting extreme speed into extreme power. Genji, on the other hand, possessed unparalleled skill, employing all nine slashing techniques of Japanese swordsmanship.

This was a contest of strength and skill. Lu Mingfei wielded the ultimate blade, offering no defense or parry, only an all-out attack. Yuan Zhisheng then unleashed the Five-Style Combination Secret Technique, neutralizing all of Lu Mingfei's attacks in one combo.

Ordinary people can only hear the popping sound of bamboo knives colliding, but they can't see the blades slicing through the air.

The bamboo knife finally gave way under the weight and broke in the same instant. The broken blade spun in the air like a swallow in flight.

The two men stepped back simultaneously, stood beside the sword rack, threw away their broken bamboo swords, and drew their katana from the rack. They tacitly chose to continue their duel with real swords.

Without a word, Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhisheng lunged at each other again, their blades reflecting a pale light in the air.

But soon Genjiro realized something was wrong. Lu Mingfei's sword-wielding movements suddenly changed. Tangzhu, Kesa-giri, Reverse Kesa-giri, Left horizontal cut, Right horizontal cut, Left cut upward, Right cut upward, Against the wind, Thrust... all of them were cutting techniques from Japanese swordsmanship. But just a few minutes ago, wasn't Lu Mingfei still a reckless man who only knew how to use his strength to make bricks fly?

As the fight progressed, Yuan Zhisheng grew increasingly alarmed. Lu Mingfei's strikes became more and more ferocious, and in a simple contest of swordsmanship, he had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Lu Mingfei pressed forward relentlessly, forcing him to retreat. Behind him was a wall, and if he were forced into that position, even the most skilled swordsman would be unable to use his abilities.

Time was running out for him to continue passively parrying. He suddenly exerted his strength, his blade curling upwards and striking, using the reverse-curving blade technique from the Mirror Heart Akechi style. Lu Mingfei's storm-like attack paused briefly. Genji spun up, his long sword deflecting Lu Mingfei's blade. He moved with swift, flowing steps, his trajectory suddenly becoming distorted and unpredictable.

The Kagami Shinmei-ryu Basara Dance, though called a dance, is actually a footwork technique within swordsmanship. At this moment, Genji regained the initiative in the attack, spinning around Lu Mingfei like a dancer, as light as if blown by the wind.

The next moment, Lu Mingfei changed his movements again, and the same Vasala dance was performed.

If Genjiro is like a spinning dancer, then Lu Mingfei's Basara Dance is like a raging storm!

Yuan Zhisheng felt like he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. He had never seen anyone use the Basara Dance as a sword storm. There were flashes of blades and howling winds all around. At this moment, he felt like he was standing in the middle of a tsunami, with a huge wave crashing down on him.

Like the sound of shattering glass, all the flashing swords vanished. When Yuan Zhisheng came to his senses, Lu Mingfei had already sheathed his sword and was facing away from him.

"You don't need to come tomorrow."

Genji stared blankly as Lu Mingfei's figure disappeared into the kendo hall. He looked down at the sword in his hand; the blade had been cleanly severed in the middle, leaving a smooth, even cut.