Stable Polarized Practice

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sang Dao Cigoro turned pale with fright, he even threw his crutches aside, the only reason why the former Naruto became so nervous was the safety of his disciples——

His first disciple, Yue Yue, had a painful expression with protruding eyeballs and flushed face, but he couldn't speak. He could only make a painful "woo hoo" sound from his throat, gesticulating with indistinguishable shapes with his hands. , no one can recognize what he wants to express.

"Yue, what do you want to say?" Sang Dao Cigoro stared nervously at his first disciple: "Do you want something? Vat? Barrel?"

Huang Yue, wanting a glass of water: "..."

"Ah? Ah? Isn't it? Then what do you want?"

An Ding blinked, and tilted his head while holding a plate full of "Peony Cakes": "Do you want another one? Senior Yan Yue."

As he said that, An Ding picked out another dark oval "Peony Cake" from the plate, and brought it to the terrified Yue Yue: "Senior Huang Yue, ah—"

"Mmmmmmmmmmm——" Huang Yue shook his head violently, and stepped back a few steps in horror, away from the little junior brother who was smoldering behind him at the moment. In his eyes, behind the smiling little junior brother Just braving the gloomy black air, the white and lovely face is like a devil's mask, and the slightly squinted eyes are shining with a strange blue light. Unidentified objects of the dead are approaching—

"——Mmmmmmm!!!" Don't come here!

"Huh? Senior Yan Yue doesn't want this? I know..." An Ding tilted his head while holding the "Peony Cake", and put the "Peony Cake" under the hopeful eyes of the senior brother who was sweating all over his body. It went back...and then changed to a larger unknown sphere:

"I see, I want a bigger one, right?"

Yan Yue: "??!"

So, before everyone could react, the shy and cute ponytail boy picked up the peony cake with sharp eyes and quick hands, and slammed it into the senior brother's mouth quickly and ruthlessly.

……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh senior brother——!" Shanyi held his head and screamed in a broken voice:

"Brother, cheer up! What should grandpa do now! Brother, he rolled his eyes!!!"

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"call--"

An Ning let out a breath slowly, lowered his center of gravity, leaned his upper body forward, and pressed his right hand firmly on the handle of the knife at his waist. With a steady and long breath, gradually, there was a faint blue arc entangled in the eyes of his closed eyes. Fu Sangshen's sword strikes were all over his body, and they became more and more dense. Accompanied by the "cracking" sound of arcing, thunder, flickering and interlacing, Fu Sangshen with blue ponytail opened his eyes fiercely——

Blue lightning flashed from the depths of the eyes, and with a "clang", the thumb that was not covered by the gauntlet pushed the knife away.

"Thunder's Breath·One Shape·Thunderbolt Flash!"

Like lightning falling from a dark cloud at a high speed, accompanied by a blue arc that burns the air, a straight blue-purple electric spark flashed in the air, leaving a scorched scorching mark on the ground it passed through. It was a big tree with a flat cut surface, even the smooth and flat section was scorched black, exuding a burning smell.

"Huh——" An Ding let out another breath slowly, stood up from the posture of lowering the center of gravity, and looked back at his masterpiece.

"Sure enough, it's a very powerful swordsmanship..." Anding scratched his braids: "It's just that one type is so powerful. If you learn all of them, you can beat a team of non-violators with one blade, right?"

"The inspection is not a violation of the envoy?" Sang Dao Cigoro stood aside with a cane, and stroked his beard in doubt after hearing the unfamiliar words: "What is that?"

An Ding: "No, it's nothing, it's just what we call our enemies."

"Oh, then the names you give to the enemy are really imposing. It sounds like 'police' and 'supervisory'..." Sang Dao Ji Wulang paused for a moment. He is really satisfied now. The newly received The little disciple also learned so fast. He stroked his beard in satisfaction, and asked, "How is it? An Ding, it's the first time I successfully used Yizhi, how do you feel now?"

"Hmm... how do you feel?" An Ding was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while with his chin in thought:

"...That's right, I feel like my mobility is almost a thousand."

Sangshima Jigoro: "???"

……

The winter passed quickly, and when the short spring of Taoshan passed again and summer ushered in, it would be a new round of selection for the Ghost Killing Team. Recently, Huang Yue has been practicing diligently, preparing early for the selection in a few months.

"But, big brother, he doesn't know why." The blond Shanyi gnawed a mouthful of the rice ball, and said vaguely: "...I have never been able to learn one type."

Not long before this, my wife Shanyi climbed to the peach tree on the top of the mountain due to escape and stable sparring training (...). It was the rainy season in spring, and there were thunderstorms from time to time. I was struck by a golden lightning, and I was persuading (threatening) his An Ding under the tree with Mr. Sang Dao. The situation is almost the same!

In fact, there was no vigilance and vigilance, the golden lightning only destroyed the peach tree on the top of the mountain, and dyed my wife Shanyi's head by the way, not even letting go of the eyebrows.

Although An Ding doesn't know what dyed hair should look like, no matter how you think about it, it shouldn't be struck by lightning!Otherwise, wouldn't all the judges and violators have to wear a shiny golden hair!

"Huh? Is there such a thing?" Sitting side by side with the blond senior brother under the tree, An Ding was also holding a rice ball and was stunned: "But senior Huang Yue is very skilled in practicing other types, right?"

"Yes, that's why my eldest brother has never been able to learn about the one-sidedness. Grandpa has always had a headache, and even said that we should inherit it together..." At this point, the blond senior brother was startled suddenly, as if he had thought of it. What, ended the topic bluntly: "...No, it's nothing."

"Huh?" Anding munched on the soft, glutinous rice with the fragrance of plums, and tilted her head in doubt.What does my senior wife want to say?Let them inherit together what?Why don't you plan to say it again?

"..." Shan Yi looked at the junior brother who was neither in the fighting mode nor in the trouble making mode. His fluffy hair looked good to the touch, his cheeks were bulging, and his clear blue eyes were like a clear sky—— The cute little angel's appearance blinded his eyes, Shanyi's palms were itchy, his fingers were bent, and finally he couldn't hold back, he quickly reached out and rubbed the top of the little junior brother's fluffy head: "... Junior brother, if you have always been How nice it would look like this."

With a soft voice, a warm smile, and such a cute face, he is simply an ideal junior, okay?So cute that you can ignore his horrible "hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee haha" laugh during training!

An Ding, who was suddenly patted on the dog's head by a hand with rice grains stuck to it: "..."

An Ding: "Senior, let your head fall to the ground and die?"

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"Y-Yah!!! I was wrong! I'm sorry I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't chop off my head! I will die! Brother! You are my brother, right?! I am your brother right Right?!! The junior brother will chase after the senior brother with a knife and want to behead ah ah ah—"

In Peach Mountain, two lightning-like figures, one golden and one blue, chased and hid, shuttling back and forth among the peach groves with flower buds. Wherever they passed, even the air was scorching hot, golden lightning Followed by a blue arc, An Ding chased after his brother with a murderous look on his head:

"Senior—what are you running? You've already used the same type, as for Senior—"

"If I don't use Yizhi to escape, won't I be the first to fall?!! And you also use it?!" Shanyi turned his head and roared back, but just happened to collide with murderous blue eyes, and was instantly caught He suffocated in fright, then ran even faster decisively:

"—I'm sorry!!! Brother, I was wrong! Don't kill me! You will die! You will die if your head is cut off! Grandpa, help me——!"

Huang Yue, who was practicing swinging a knife in an open space: "..."

What happened to these two people?Knowing that he doesn't know how to do it, but still running around in front of him... Was it intentional?

"... Humph." Yan Yue snorted with a sullen face, and decisively walked away with the knife in his hand. With that woman's face, he didn't dare to say anything to the trash second junior brother. Since he couldn't afford to offend him, he hid or hid. Sorry?

After this spring, the selection of the Ghost Killing Team will be held. He has no time to pretend to be brotherly with these two guys. He is a person who wants to climb up. Just a stepping stone for him.

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"Senior Yan Yue is gone again." Standing under the peach tree, An Ding glanced thoughtfully at the direction where the elder brother left: "Senior Huang Yue never seems to train with me."

"That's clearly a psychological shadow from you, right?! Anyone who is chased and beheaded by a guy who laughs like a lunatic will have a psychological shadow?!! Definitely will have a psychological shadow! Junior brother, you are a little conscious ! You are scary when you fight! Super scary!!!"

On the branch of the tree, a big golden tuanzi who had no dignity and was forced up the tree by his junior brother was breaking down and shouting: "Don't use your knife to poke upwards! You're almost poking your ass! As a senior brother, he was always bullied by his junior brother It’s already embarrassing! It’s even more embarrassing if you get poked in the butt! It’s really embarrassing!!!”

An Ding: "Ah, sorry."

After bullying the senior brother, An Ding, who was in a better mood, slowly put the knife back into the sheath, and moved aside: "Come down, senior, how can I embarrass you."

Shanyi: "..."

You've been embarrassing him!And it's not just him, is it?Even senior brother Yue Yue has lost face, right? !If it wasn't for the senior brother running fast every time, surely he wouldn't be less embarrassed, right? ! !

Shanyi thought in his heart, glanced down tremblingly, and found that the little junior was really not planning to stab his ass again, so he slid down holding the tree trunk with peace of mind.

However, although the junior brother always likes to bully people with vicious humor, he often makes troubles with an innocent face, and often chases him to hack with a "hee hee" smile on the training ground... It can't stop the cuteness of the junior junior brother.

Shan Yi sneaked a glance at the little junior who blinked his round blue eyes and looked at him obediently, with fluffy hair like the tail of some kind of pet dog. Once again, he was confused by this angelic appearance.

This time, he rubbed the fluffy ponytail that he had been coveting for a long time, and was overwhelmed by the fluffy touch: "Little brother, your hair is really thin and soft, it feels so comfortable to the touch."

Anding, who was rubbed on the dog's head by surprise, was caught off guard: "..."

"Heh." An Ding held his blown ponytail, and pulled out the knife again expressionlessly:

"If you can't control it, let me cut it off for you, senior."