My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 186 The descendants are not, I am

Du Yuehua's beautiful face was stiff on the spot, the tinnitus was ringing around, and the pain was still continuous.

A feeling of wandering through the gate of hell came to her heart, which made her taste the horror of that moment.

The strength of this punch used all the strength of Ito Itou Sai. If it hits a person, even if there is no exaggeration of turning into blood mist in the novel, at least it will explode the organs in the human body.

Xia Mufeng also suddenly thought of doing this, but it seemed that the effect was good, and it shocked the girl in front of him.

The fist that was condensed like a horned dragon slowly retracted, and finally pressed again on the long knife resting on the knee.

Xia Mufeng looked at the girl who was still in a dazed state in front of him, his eyes flickered, and the thick and heavy voice sounded again:
"This kind of power, presumably you can't get it. Compared with the school of Xinyinliu, which takes no sword as its profound meaning, it's better to change to a different one. Sometimes, people's choice is often more important than hard work."

Choice is sometimes very important, so important that you can't imagine it!

For example, in the previous life, there were two people with a gap of nearly [-] to [-] points in the college entrance examination, but the majors they applied to the school happened to be the same.

It's not just talking about crushing thousands of people with one point. After studying hard, you can go to the same school and major as someone who is not as good as you. It doesn't make people feel depressed and vomit blood.

Not only that, sometimes your dark efforts in a certain industry may not be as strong as working hard in the field you are good at. This is the reality.

"choose"

At this moment, Du Yuehua was still a little indulged in the aftermath of that punch just now, and murmured softly with some vague consciousness after hearing what he said.

"That's right, a woman's body may not be able to go further on the sword. It depends on whether you combine your own strengths, but it may be more difficult. After all, this world is like this. Instead of complaining, it is better to cultivate your own calmness. When people realize When I am myself, everything I cared about before has become a mirror."

There was no wave in Xia Mufeng's eyes, and it was rare to say a long sentence in this state of mind, and at the same time, he was quite touched by the sentence he said.

On the surface, what he said might sound like it was to make Du Yuehua think about his idea of ​​practicing kendo in a different way, but in fact it really meant to persuade him not to be persistent.

Kendo is not very useful in modern times, it can be cultivated as a hobby.

Although Natsume Kaede thinks that the swordsmanship embodied by Ito Iktosai's transformation card is invincible in the world, but if he were to study and practice desperately, he might not be able to do it, after all, he didn't put his mind on it at all. this above.

What's more, as a woman, it is not so difficult for her to achieve success on this road.

Throughout the history of the island country, there has never been a record of a female swordsman or even a sword master. Maybe there will be in history, but the historian will definitely not record it.

After all, there were female warriors during the Shogunate period of the island country or even earlier, but the female warriors went to battle during the day to kill the enemy, and after they left the battlefield, they could not enjoy leisure time, but went to sleep with those fat nobles. It can be seen that the status of women in ancient island countries was low.

External pressure is always the first factor leading to inner collapse.

On this road, the innate physical disadvantage, the unfavorable thoughts of family and friends, the industry’s discrimination against women and shady reputations, and even the decline in the status of the entire kendo industry in modern society are all pressures that hit one’s psychological defense.

That's why Xia Mufeng asked her to cultivate her own calmness, to understand that she is herself and does not need to be disturbed by others.

When I was young, I always thought that when I fought with others, I would bear a grudge for a lifetime, but when I grew up, I just laughed it off like a flower in a mirror.

Of course, everyone has their own ideas, what he doesn't like is naturally liked by others, and what he likes is naturally disliked by others, this simple truth is still understandable.

Respect other people's ideas and face up to your own ideas, this is the correct way to be a human being.

And Du Yuehua raised her head, her delicate and fair cheeks were a little silent, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

But with the passage of time, the confusion in it gradually dissipated, and the light slowly shone, as if he had found the answer he was looking for from the heart.

Her eyes became brighter and brighter, and Natsume Feng didn't say any more, just quietly waiting for her to speak up.

Sure enough, within a minute, the hesitation and decision in Du Yuehua's eyes faded away, her towering chest rose and fell slightly, and even her cold face turned a little rosy.

Du Yuehua's good disposition suppressed the joy in his heart, took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and focused his gaze on Natsume Feng in front of him, swept away the previous decadent look, and said in a firm tone:
"I understand what the senior said, I want to change to another genre!"

Natsume Feng: "."

Hearing this, his anticipation was instantly annihilated, like a fire that was about to ignite but was poured with cold water.

I'm telling you not to take it so seriously, you can think more about other things in your life!
Don't you think this blue sky is beautiful?Don't the white clouds look good?Why do you have to die on this road?

But before Xia Mufeng complained in his heart for a while, Du Yuehua's expectant tone came to his ears:

"I don't know which school the predecessors practiced comes from the Zhongjuan style?"

Xia Mufeng was dumbfounded by her question, and was a little caught off guard by the sudden change in her brain circuit. After pondering for a while, he slowly said: "I don't have a school, but I have my own school."

Ito Itosai is the founder of Ito-ryu swordsmanship, which was very popular in the Edo period, but he himself has never claimed to be Ito-ryu.

He knew that in history, Ito Itosai lived in seclusion after imparting all his skills to his disciple Ono Tadaaki, and Ono Tadaaki created his own school, which is not Ito's school.

The bright color in Du Yuehua's eyes couldn't help dimming a little when he heard the sound, and even his expression seemed a little disappointed.

But as a well-cultivated lady, naturally she can't even speak a few words.

So after adjusting for a moment, his complexion improved, and he said in a respectful tone: "If the senior doesn't want to tell, the junior won't force it."

Sensing a little disappointment from her, Natsume Feng hesitated for a while, and then explained: "If you really want to call it a genre, it's probably One Sword Style."

"One blow?"

She couldn't help being a little confused.

It seems that no school really dares to crown such a big name.

Any school that exists now, as long as it uses a one-handed sword, can basically be called a one-handed sword.

But who would dare to use One Sword Style as the name of their own school? In Du Yuehua's eyes, this senior's words seemed a little too arrogant.

But thinking back to this senior's superb swordsmanship, even if he had some disagreements in his heart, it was not easy to speak out directly.

Natsume Feng just nodded silently: "Yes."

Du Yuehua repeatedly chanted Yidaoliu, and suddenly remembered that Natsume Kaede seemed to have mentioned to him that this senior's surname was Ito.

Immediately, she began to recall the history of kendo in her mind. With a flash of inspiration, she seized a certain moment, and subconsciously couldn't help asking:
"Could it be that senior is a descendant of Ito Itou Sai?"

The descendants are not, but I am.

Natsume Feng crazily complained about himself.

(End of this chapter)