Stable Polarized Practice

"Oh! Butterflies! Good morning!"

In the main house, just slightly bowed respectfully towards the open Japanese room, the man with the long hair with gradient color like burning flame looked over here, and warmly greeted Butterfly Ninja: "You look very nice. Spirit, very good! Are you coming to deliver medicine to the lord again?"

Compared with the man's broad and thick shoulders, the petite girl nodded gently, and greeted her colleagues with a smile: "Good morning, Mr. Purgatory is also very energetic."

Butterfly Ninja carried a stack of medicine bags tied up with strings, and shook it towards Purgatory Xingshoulang who came over: "I prepared some warming and nourishing medicine for my lord, I hope it will come in handy... Mr. Purgatory What? Did you just discuss something important with the lord?"

"Yes! Yes!" Purgatory Xingshoulang admitted without hesitation: "I have received the news from the swordsman that the winding ghost still hasn't left the mountain! The lord has summoned high-level team members, and it will probably be held tomorrow. In the afternoon, they will be led by the four pillars!"

"...Ah, did you actually dispatch the four pillars at once?" Die Ren covered his mouth in surprise: "It is rare to be able to fight with everyone, but it is a pity that I have to suffer for that Tian Spider Mountain!" The spider venom swordsman prepares medicine, so it's a pity that we can't go together..."

"Don't worry, Butterfly!" Purgatory Xingshourou smiled heartily: "This is also after careful consideration of the information that Yamato Mori said. The ghost is good at strength and martial arts, so we who are good at confrontation will deal with it." It is more appropriate, treating poisoned swordsmen is also very important, after all, everyone is fighting ghosts with their lives!"

"The type who is good at strength and martial arts..." Butterfly Ninja put his index finger against his chin: "It is indeed a guy who is difficult for me to deal with~ That kid can fight this type of ghost, the strength is really amazing .”

"That's right!" The man wearing a white flame-patterned haori nodded in agreement: "Yamato Mori has only joined the team for such a short time, and they are able to possess this kind of strength. Just like Shitou, they are all geniuses." !"

"Genius..." Butterfly endured the thoughts flying away, thinking of the scene she saw when she set off from Butterfly House, she nodded thoughtfully:

"Indeed, after all, it's the child who learned the complete work, Changzhong, on the first try..."

-

"Concentrate on breathing?"

After only one night, the stubborn hair has regained its previous fluffy appearance. Although I am a little disgusted that the pink butterfly hair rope is too cute, I still feel that it is more convenient to tie up the hair. Fu Sangshen, who was wearing a simple and convenient white kimono without feathers or armor, blinked curiously: "What is that? "

"It is to maintain the breathing method all day long! You must maintain it even when you are sleeping! I just tried it and my lungs hurt so much! It feels like it is about to explode! The eardrums are also beating, and it feels like the heart is jumping out of the ears. Come out! Super uncomfortable training!"

The blond-haired brother made exaggerated gestures and strokes, with a look of abhorrence for this so-called "full concentration of breathing": "Your brother, do you know? Tanjiro asked Xiaokui and the others to help watch him while he was sleeping. Wake him up with a bamboo stick when he stops breathing! Last night he was woken up 36 times! I woke up 36 times too! Didn’t he try too hard?! Tanjiro tried too hard! Damn—I’m fine too I want girls to stare at me and sleep!"

"No, senior brother, then you will definitely be excited by the girl's gaze and won't be able to fall asleep." An Ding, who has seen through senior brother's essence, complained expressionlessly, but then his curiosity was aroused:

"That...'Comprehensive breathing', how should I train?"

"Ah, this..." My wife Zenitsu was stunned for a moment, and then pointed to Inosuke, who was throwing clothes all over the place and spitting bubbles in the pond: "The main thing is to strengthen the lungs. So me and the wild boar are still working on our lung capacity, now we're just working on how long we can hold our breath."

"Hold your breath?" The blue-haired junior was stunned for a moment: "Is it as simple as that?"

"...Huh? Simple?!!"

……

So when Butterfly set off with the medicine bag and passed by the pond, what he saw was this scene——

The blond senior brother was holding his face with a distorted expression of "screaming", lying on the edge of the pond, screaming loudly at the calm water with only faint ripples:

"Little brother, are you okay? Are you really okay?!! It's been a full 10 minutes! You can already suffocate two of me! Why don't you come up?! Are you okay! Are you really okay? ? Is it really okay to hold your breath for so long?! It’s not normal for 10 minutes to not even have a heartbeat!!!”

Butterfly Ninja stopped in his footsteps: "..."

What? 10 minutes? !Although it is said that swordsmen who have practiced concentrated breathing can also do not need to breathe air for a period of time, but this is also a very difficult thing to hold, 10 minutes... This, this is beyond the scope of human beings, right? !

Butterfly stopped in shock, turned her head to look at the calm water, and saw a small string of bubbles slowly floating on it, followed by a slowly rising shadow under the clear water, and then With a "crash", a wet head emerged from it.

The cyan-blue hair was completely wetted by the water and became docile, and the broken hair stuck to his forehead and cheeks. The dripping boy wiped his face, and he didn't even take a big breath after holding his breath. He twisted his wet ponytail in a steady breath, and said in a gentle and relaxed tone:

"I feel a little uncomfortable... If I persist, I should be able to hold my breath for another 5 minutes? ——Although this is the case, my need for air is actually not as great as that of normal people. It seems that there is no need to continue to hold my breath .”

An Ding climbed ashore, twisted his wet clothes, tilted his head and thought for a while: "If it is necessary to make the lungs stronger, then it is an innate advantage. My body is stronger than ordinary humans, including the heart. Lungs and the like... I have already reached this standard, and now I want to try the so-called 'full concentration breathing'."

Butterfly Shinobi in shock: "..."

Butterfly Shinobi is proficient in pharmacology and medicine, so she knows the human body very well. The internal organs are stronger than normal people, and the guy who can hold his breath for so long without being hypoxic...is he really human? ? !

-

On the second floor of Honmaru, the castle tower.

"Ah." Behind the closed shoji door, the judge who had been silent for a long time sighed.

"If you want to go to California to practice and become stronger, of course I won't stop you. After all, we have gathered a team of extremely short fathers in Honmaru, but... have you considered your own practice goals?"

The appraiser tapped the bat fan in his hand, which was purely used to maintain the style, straightened out the wrinkled hem of Kari from kneeling - then he simply gave up after he couldn't straighten it no matter how he stroked it, and stretched out his hand to lift the fat trouser leg Rolled up, revealing the fashionable leopard-print long johns inside, relying on Fu Sangshen outside the door not being able to see himself, so he leaned back in a very imageless manner, paralyzed in the middle of a pile of messy paperwork: "Are you Do you want to go to the same training place with Yamato Shou'an?"

Not knowing how unrecognizable the lord behind the shoji door is, Fu Sangshen with red nails clenched his fingers tightly: "Master, I—"

"—Of course, I don't think you can't go after Yamato Mori."

Across the door, the god judge lifted a corner of the god paper, and slowly took a sip of the somewhat cold tea: "Auntie doesn't mind whether you two practice together or travel to the former master in a group—anyway, I believe You are my knives, even if Yamato Shou hasn't come back for two years, I don't think he will abandon me, an African aunt with too much salt, but..."

No matter how high-sounding and joyful what was said before, as long as there is a turning point later, there is a great possibility that there will be an unwanted result, and Fu Sangshen's heart tightened suddenly.

"But you can't find a place for Yamato Mori."

My aunt finally told the truth ruthlessly.

"The space-time converter of Yamato Shou'an has an unknown failure. The place where he practiced is completely out of the timeline that the Government of Time has recorded. It cannot be located through the normal time compass. Only the time-space converter he holds can Reaching the time and space of that unknown latitude...do you understand?"

The judge inside the door sighed leisurely: "That is to say, unless Yamato Shou suddenly comes back during his practice and takes you away with him, otherwise you will not be able to find his place to practice."

The shoji door was opened a small crack, and a golden pocket watch was pushed out by a bat fan. After sliding for a short distance, it hit the knife lying on the ground, and "Di Liu Di Liu" rolled two times. Only then did Quan leisurely stop, and Da Dao Fu Sangshen, who was in a low mood and bowed his head, was stunned:

"Master, is this?"

There was a muffled voice coming from the door, and the examiner patted his palm with the closed bat fan, and his tone became lazy and steady again:

"As long as you are mentally prepared to not find him, if California wants to become stronger in practice, go there if you want."

-

"...I did it."

An Ning touched his chest hesitantly: "There is no heart beating non-stop, and there is no feeling that the lungs are about to burst. Keep breathing fully... Seems pretty simple?"

My wife Shanyi: "..."

No, it's definitely not because breathing is easy in the whole concentration, it's just because you are not human, little brother, right?So there is no such thing as the human lungs and heart being unable to bear the full intensity of breathing, because you are a sword monster who doesn't even need air that much!

My wife Zenyi looked at Inosuke, who was shocked to the point of autism, and suddenly had the urge to squat in the corner and say "I'm sorry I'm too weak": "Damn... what an enviable advantage."

"In this way, it feels like the battle will last longer." An Ding carefully felt the vainly brisk body: "If you keep breathing with full concentration, you won't be tired even if you fight without interruption?"

Maybe she can keep Sakura Fubuki's state all the time, and the master doesn't have to worry about getting yellow or red face anymore!Whether it's a team battle or a ghost retreat, or helping to dig out younger brothers in the first phase, if you have a strong battery life, you can play the entire event with full energy, and you don't need to replace players at all!

"Write to Qingguang the good news!"

An Ding made a decision without hesitation.