Chapter 1178: Wife swordsman Miyajima Tsubaki

Miyajima Dojo, back house courtyard.
Luo Jie caressed the [Vanity Demon Blade] that had already turned into a ring, and reached out to take the practice bamboo sword from "Miyajima Tsubaki".
Concentratingly, he deliberately suppressed the output of his skills to a level slightly higher than that of ordinary people, and slashed out the "Secret Sword, Obscure Blade" like lightning.
"Oh?"
"Miyajima Kiichiro", who came to observe, let out a light sigh, as if the old eyes that were always unable to open faintly flashed a bright light.
Immediately after that, "Starburst·Quartet Slash", "Breath of Flame·Rising Sky", "Breath of Love·Cat Foot Love Wind", "God of Fire Kagura·Bone Burning Sun", "Profound Truth·Arc Moon Slash"
and
Profound Truth: Steel Slash
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After finishing all the skills that could be demonstrated with ordinary moves, Luo Jie stood still to adjust his breathing, and handed the bamboo sword back to "Miyajima Tsubaki".
"Wonderful!" "Kiichiro Miyajima" suddenly applauded, and his wrinkled old face revealed an undisguised expression of approval, "Although I can't see what genre you are, Yemo-kun, but you can breathe a sigh of relief like you. There are basically no young people who have used multiple nirvanas in a row now..."
The expression of "Miyajima Tsubaki" is also full of surprise and admiration, with a smile in her beautiful eyes, and she gently stroked the hair in her ear: "As Sakura said, Ye Mojun's swordsmanship is very high... Then, What question do you want to ask?"
"Not long ago, I found that my state was not quite right. I used to use smooth swordsmanship, but suddenly I felt a little difficult, and sometimes it was even as unfamiliar as it was the first time."
Luo Jie sincerely expressed his doubts.
"Miyajima Kiichiro" was surprised and asked first, "Oh? Is this feeling particularly serious when switching moves?"
It seems that he really found the right place.
Luo Jie nodded and said: "Yes, there is absolutely no smooth flow like before, but through the video, I can't see any difference from the past."
"Unexpectedly, Ye Mojun is so young that he can actually touch this realm."
"Miyajima Kiichiro" pinched his chin and couldn't help sighing, as if he was immersed in some memory.
Luo Jie couldn't help but look at "Miyajima Tsubaki", fortunately, this beautiful wife swordsman does not have the bad habit of talking to himself, he smiled and explained to him: "Ye Mo-kun, this feeling of yours is not a bad thing. , on the contrary, this is a precursor to "realizing the sword". "
"Enlightenment sword?"
"That's it... If I'm not mistaken, Ye Mo-jun, your sword skills are very messy, shouldn't they be from the same school? Probably three or four?"
After obtaining Luo Jie's confirmation, "Miyajima Tsubaki" continued: "Any martial arts is a process from imitation to mastery, but mastery is not the end of martial arts, on the contrary, it is the real starting point."
"Just like shoes that wear for a long time will become the shape of the foot, the more you practice martial arts, the same will become your own shape."
"Your current state, Ye Mo-jun, is that your muscle memory has detected the mismatch between your original martial arts and your own state, and you are trying to make adjustments to turn other people's martial arts into your own."
The words of "Miyajima Tsubaki" made Luo Jie feel a sense of relief.
The term "Sword Enlightenment" may be a bit metaphysical, but it is very easy to understand if it is replaced by another term - he has inadvertently entered the state of "Derivative Skill".
This opportunity came quite abruptly. Luo Jie guessed that the title of [Knife Maniac] might have improved his fit with sword-like weapons, coupled with the change in quantity to quality, but in general, this is definitely a piece of cake. good thing.
"So, what should I do? Can Miss Miyajima give me some hints?"
"Miyajima Tsubaki" showed an embarrassed and wry smile: "Mr. Yemo is joking, the realm of "Sword Enlightenment" is unattainable, once you reach it, you are the master of kendo who founded the school, and it is also the master of all swordsmen. The ultimate goal... I've just achieved the mastery of my own genre, how can I dare to point you? "
After a while, she suddenly said: "However, I still have a little personal thought after watching Ye Mojun's martial arts performance, which may be for your reference."
"Speaking."
"Miyajima Tsubaki" sorted out the language a little, and said: "It is mentioned in the classics left by the ancestor of the Miyajima family that the process of "realizing the sword" is like melting the sword into steel and recasting it. The formula is not static, you can mix in other things according to your own needs... Ye Mojun, your sword skills are complicated and unsystematic, why not take this opportunity to remove the original sword skills and create a special What about your personal genre? "
Luo Jie's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have grasped something in his mind.
"Thank you Miss Miyajima for your suggestion, today's um, it will explode in the future."
"Miyajima Tsubaki" hurriedly bowed in return, waved his hand and said, "I just said a little bit of my own thoughts, whether I can help Ye Mo-jun or not, it's a heavy word to say kindness... It's a pity that our Miyajima family lost the classics. Too many, otherwise there might be a note about "Sword of Enlightenment". "
"Kiichiro Miyajima" also recovered from the state of reminiscence at this moment, took over the topic and said: "No way, our Miyajima family is only a third-rate little sword school after all, and it has been very lucky to be able to inherit it from the war-torn era to the present. After all, it can't compare to a wealthy family like the "Caobi Family". "
Grass wall home?
Luo Jie only felt that the name seemed a bit impressive, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.
However, he did not ask any further questions on this topic. If this is really a clue to a certain side quest, then more detailed information should be available from other channels.
"Mr. Miyajima, Miss Miyajima, thank you two for your help, I will leave now and come to visit you another day."
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After Luo Jie left, "Miyajima Kiichiro" picked up the bamboo sword on the ground and let out a long sigh.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?" "Miyajima Tsubaki" looked at him strangely.
"To be honest, after seeing that young man just now, I kind of regret marrying you to that unpromising Zong You."
"Dad—" "Miyajima Tsubaki"'s cheeks flushed, and she said in a sullen voice, "Sakura is seventeen years old, why do you still say such things?"
"Miyajima Kiichiro" took "Miyajima Tsubaki"'s hand, patted it comfortably, and said, "It's all my fault, when I was young, I thought loyalty came first, and I decided this marriage for you without considering your feelings... Actually, I already knew about the fact that you and that have been separated."
"Miyajima Tsubaki" stiffened, forced a smile and said, "Nothing, Zongyou and I have always been very good..."
"I haven't had a second child in seventeen years, do you really think I'm Lao Hutu?"
"Kiichiro Miyajima" slammed the bamboo sword on the floor heavily, and "Miyajima Tsubaki" lowered his head slowly with his arrogant aura.
In the face of his beloved daughter~EbookFREE.me~ the old man did not want to be too harsh, not to mention that there is still a part of his responsibility, he could only shake his head and sigh: "I know you are for Xiao Ying... If you really don't have The idea of ​​divorce, at least don't wrong yourself, find someone you like, and talk about a love that doesn't need results."
"Miyajima Tsubaki"'s beautiful eyes instantly widened, she couldn't imagine that her always-old-fashioned father would actually say such a thing.
"It's the same sentence, don't think I don't know anything." "Kiichiro Miyajima" snorted coldly, "That kid Zongyou can go out to Kabukicho to buy a laugh, why should I make my daughter feel wronged?"
"But... Mr. Night Demon is already married."
"I didn't say anything about him either." "Miyajima Kiichiro" grinned with a playful expression.
"dad-!"
"Miyajima Tsubaki" stamped his feet shyly, threw down the bamboo sword, turned and ran out of the courtyard, a moment of struggle suddenly flashed in his confused expression.