Izumi Hanegawa was just about to go out when he suddenly received a message on his cell phone.

I picked it up and saw that it came from Senior Busujima.

32 You still don’t understand the situation I’m in

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The sound of wooden swords clashing could be heard continuously in the courtyard.

The two men holding swords, one tall and one short, intertwined and fought for a long time, but still could not determine the winner.

This is the father and daughter of the head of the Busujima-ryu practicing fighting.

Compared to his daughter's frosty face with no emotional fluctuations, her father, Busujima Masao, had a sullen expression that concealed unspeakable emotions.

"How is it possible? How could her strength have improved so much in such a short time?"

You know, he has already used more than 70% of his strength. If it were before, he could easily defeat a swordsman of his daughter's level.

But now... I can still keep up?

There was a hint of gloom in the corners of his eyes.

After the instruction is over.

"Ya Zi, what's with your swordsmanship? I've never seen it before."

Busujima Masao wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, then sat on a chair in the pavilion and said with a serious expression.

In the battle, the sword style used by his daughter was simple and direct, but very sharp, so that the sword skills that he was proud of before became useless.

"It was Hanezegawa-san who taught me the sword technique."

Busujima Saeko was also clear in giving the answer.

The Japanese sword master fell silent.

It would be fine if he could just beat him, but now he's even about to teach his own daughter swordsmanship?

So what is the point of all the swordsmanship he has learned for a lifetime?

Masao Busujima walked heavily back to the bedroom in the old house, closed his eyes and meditated.

However, his heart could not calm down at all, and his mind was full of thoughts about the magnificent swordsmanship of the man who had defeated him before.

"Can a powerful sword technique really transform a person to this extent?"

When Busujima Masao opened his eyes again, they were already bloodshot.

He turned his gaze to a corner of the bedroom, supported himself with one hand, stood up, and walked over there.

There is a bookshelf here, filled with sword techniques that Busujima-ryu has collected over the past few hundred years, either from enemies or friends.

Several of them have left a great reputation in history and even become taboos.

The most terrifying of them is a sword technique called "The Killing Sword", which is a sword technique that can kill with one strike, using sword drawing instead of sword framing. It was called "Iai" in the past and is rumored to have come from a swordsman in the Warring States Period.

However, this killing sword is not the same as that killing sword. It is a sword technique created by a later comer that relies on "killing" to quickly improve. At first, no one in Japan could control it. It was the sword saint of the Busujima school who led several master-level warriors and paid a heavy price to finally master it. The power of this sword technique can be imagined.

Unlike the normal slashing and stabbing of Japanese swords, swordsmanship requires holding the sword in the backhand position, and most of the time, slashing and chopping movements are used instead of slashing and stabbing. Not only are the sword paths strange, but the speed is also extremely fast.

Originally, he might never think of using this sword technique to improve his strength, but after several stimulations, he finally...

"It's not my fault, it's the world's fault!"

Masao Busujima closed his eyes and recalled some horrific rumors he had heard before. All the pressure forced him to make a decision.

……

Sword practice is over.

After taking a bath, Busujima Saeko changed into a kimono and sat in the porch in the backyard.

The warm sunlight poured down from an oblique angle, illuminating a pair of smooth and tight legs.

After basking in the sun for a while, she suddenly remembered something. A smile appeared on her cold face and she took out her cell phone from the room.

During this period of time, her swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, all thanks to the swordsmanship taught by Hanesegawa.

"I want him to know my progress."

For some reason, she had such a strong thought in her mind.

She was not the kind of girl who would be shy, so she sent the message directly.

[Hasegawa-kun, I have gained a lot in swordsmanship recently, but I have more doubts. The more I improve, the more I feel that your swordsmanship is unfathomable. If I rely on myself alone, it is really difficult to understand... I hope that if you have time, you can teach me again. I will never forget your kindness in teaching me. If you have any needs, I will do my best to ask you. ]

These are quite literary words, reflecting the family's cultural heritage.

"Will he reject me? Or will he accept me? Will Jun think I'm too shameless to rely on him to improve my swordsmanship?"

Busujima Saeko, who had no idea what was going on, fell into a state of anxiety the moment she disappeared.

Just seconds later, she received a reply.

Hanesegawa: Yes.

She looked stunned, and her expression showed joy.

The next message followed.

Izumi Hanegawa: However, you need to agree to one request of mine.

The request made by Izumi Hanegawa was very simple, and the girl agreed immediately.

……

Izumi Hanegawa bought the ingredients, and while making dinner, he took out his cell phone and sent a message in the Far East Magic Society group.

Sage: In two hours, I will be teaching Busujima-senpai some swordplay, and there will also be a guidance battle. If you have time, you can come and watch.

Evil King True Eye User: A duel between swordsmen? That would be interesting.

mori summer: It's a rare opportunity, so of course I have to take a look.

Thunder Hammer User: Hehehe, Tushou also wants to see how good human swordsmen are, and whether they can threaten our lives.

Greedy Witch: Since everyone wants to see it, I'll go over and take a look too. I hope Busujima-senpai won't bore me.

Psychic: Although I really want to go with you all to broaden my horizons, now I’m still working hard to complete my training and try to pass the leader’s test as soon as possible.

The psychic is Yotsuya Miko, and this name is more suitable for her abilities.

In fact, she had originally planned to call him "Shaman King", but she didn't feel that domineering enough to do so. That was too arrogant and not suitable for a newcomer like her to call herself.

However, she also secretly made up her mind to work towards that goal!

The weather changes quickly in summer.

While the Hanezegawa family was having dinner, the originally hot and humid weather turned into rain.

The sound of dripping rain was heard, and the tiny raindrops formed a rain curtain, as if playing a soft symphony, making the silent darkness even deeper.

"My half, what are you going to do? It's raining heavily outside now, right?"

Xiaojiu looked at his brother walking towards the entrance with a puzzled look on his face.

"Go to a sword fight."

Then, she saw her brother turn his head, his eyes shining, and he spoke as if trying to be cool.

These words made the doubt in her eyes even more serious.

"But, you only have an umbrella in your hand, which is half of my body."

"Everything in the world can be turned into a sword, Xiaojiu, you don't understand the realm I'm in."

Izumi Hanegawa chuckled, opened the long-handled umbrella with a flick of his hand, and walked out in a casual manner, stepping into the wind and rain.

……

"Da da da……"

The rain keeps falling.

Amid the fierce night rain, the street lights in the park were still on.

In the wind and rain, a slim purple-haired beauty, holding an umbrella and a knife on her waist, stood steadily on the ground. Her high ponytail gave her a capable temperament.

Not far away, there were also several figures holding umbrellas.

The girls looked over there and admired it in their hearts.

To be honest, this kind of strong temperament that comes from within is something they don't possess now.

After all, they have experienced too few combat competitions and not enough time, so they need to calm down for a while.

Remember what the sage once said - when the growth of your body and mind can catch up with your own abilities, you will awaken.

Perhaps, only when they awaken can they reach this level!

After a few more minutes.

"pat...pat..."

Busujima Saeko, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes and heard footsteps that were extremely inconsistent with the sound of wind and rain.

She knew that this was not because of her good hearing, but because Hanesegawa deliberately enlarged his footsteps.

"You came."

"Yes, I'm coming."

Why do you answer like that?

Busujima Saeko looked strange, and then said, "Come on, please give me some advice, Hanesegawa-kun."

"Okay, come on then."

Izumi Hanegawa said calmly while holding an umbrella.

"But where's Jun's sword?"

She noticed that he had no knife on him and hesitated.

"The sword is in my hand."

He gave the answer.

"Umbrella?"

At this moment, her expression was indescribable.

You know, before this sword fight, he asked himself to bring a real sword to participate in this guidance battle.

The difference between a real knife and an umbrella is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

It can be said that, normally speaking, it will break at the slightest touch.

The idea of ​​a battle between the two is completely unrealistic.

However, out of trust in the swordsmanship of the man in front of her, although she felt it was a bit ridiculous, she did not say anything more.

She threw the umbrella into the grass beside her.

In the next second, the falling raindrops instantly soaked all the clothes, skin and hair.

But she had already put all that aside, slowly pulling out the real knife from her waist, then clenching her hands, lowering her body, and getting ready for battle.

"Very good, come on! Let me see how your sword has grown!"

He felt the sharpness in her eyes and knew that she had made great progress recently. He also had some expectations in his heart. After folding the umbrella, he pointed at her and made an invitation.

……

"It's about to start, what do you think?"

Nibutani Morika looked at the others.

"What? Is there any other result besides the Sage's victory? Death! Fake Mori Summer, are you questioning the Sage's swordsmanship?"

Toumori Sanae immediately pointed at her and said excitedly.

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