After killing the ghost, I went to play tennis

Time passed quickly, Kazama Che, Tachibana Makoto, Nanase Haruka and Matsuoka Rin are sixth grade students of Iwatobi Elementary School. Their current enemy-the entrance examination is coming.

Similarly, it also means that parting is coming.

Kazama Che still remembered that during the class break that day, Rin told them to gather under the meaningful tree.

Tachibana Makoto and Nanase Haruka were a little unclear, so Kazama Che guessed one or two, and everyone came to the agreed place like this.

The big tree is very healthy, and the bricks surrounding it are specially selected, with pictures and words drawn by everyone, which is the idea that Rin came up with after "a brainstorm".

Right here, Rin said to them, "I'm going to Australia to learn how to swim."

Rin Matsuoka plans to leave his hometown to improve his swimming skills, and Che Kazama is also here, telling them that he is going to Kanagawa.

Start separately, and a new story begins.

*

During the graduation ceremony, because Ye Yuezhu was one year younger and had to study for a year before graduating, he couldn't see four people crying all at once. What was unexpected was that Rin was also a little crying bag. Didn't cry", but shed a lot of tears.

Kazama Takumi's new job has already been finalized before, but it's just because Kazama Che is inconvenient in the sixth grade. Now that he graduates, Kazama Che will move to Kanagawa with his parents to live.

However, although the new home has basically been furnished, after all, Che Kazama still has a vacation that cannot be wasted, so he only stayed in Kanagawa for two days before going to report to his teacher Minato Suzuki.

Kazama Che lived in Suzuki's mansion with a lot of money, showing the latest learning results.

Before moving to Yanyuan, Kazama Che was able to mobilize and operate his spiritual power according to his own will. After that, he continued to practice, paying more attention to the basics rather than the complex. After all, for him, the important thing is that he wants to master Yes, can you grasp it.

At present, Fengjian Che can guide his spiritual power finely, not only accurately but also quickly. His little paper figurine can not only complete some simple instructions, but also greatly increase the holding time.

In terms of formations, it has been possible to complete small but perfect formations. Even Suzuki Minato, who has always been relentless, said "not bad" with such progress.

'It seems that the next stage of study will soon be possible, and maybe I can teach him that too. '

Kazama Che is only slightly satisfied with such results. Although he usually shows a very gentle and not harsh look most of the time, but in terms of increasing his strength, Kazama Che can be called a devil. Just look at him that day. You can know it by training day after day.

Kazama Che is still very concerned, but he has actually figured out a lot in the past few years.

Things like world crossing are rare, and the probability of it happening is probably even lower than when he crossed the world.

In fact, when he first learned to use spiritual power, he was giving himself a goal so that he could survive.

To a certain extent, he was diverting his attention and deceiving himself during that period of time, otherwise the day after day of thinking and guilt would drive a person crazy, and the persecution of that kind of pressure would even break the nerve strings.

You ask him if he knows that this goal may never be achieved?

Of course he knows that, putting aside all rational analysis, unless there is some fortuitous encounter, it may not be possible to achieve this goal in 20 or 100 years, let alone 200 or [-] years.

But what else?Because this goal is too far away and the possibility of realization is too low, do you really give up?

Kazama Che is not such a person. For him, trying to improve his own strength has become an instinct, so he still chooses to continue walking.

Do everything you can with a more peaceful mind.

So even though he knows that he has mastered a lot of knowledge now, but Kazama Che's harsh instinct reappears, he is picky, and he will inevitably feel a little dissatisfied with himself.

He just smiled a little, and asked, "Teacher, what do you want to study in the future?"

But Suzuki Minato was a little misunderstood.

He sighed, rubbed Feng Jianche's hair, and was about to speak a few words of persuasion as someone who had been there, when he turned around and saw Feng Jianche's indescribable expression.

"Haha—ha——" Suzuki stopped awkwardly, "What kind of look is this, you have 'what a terrible adult' written all over your face!"

"Congratulations, you have been able to decipher the real information." Kazama Che read without sincerity, and rearranged his hair, "Don't mess around."

"..."

'Not only does this kid have no self-awareness about his age, but he still has a bad temper!Then don't blame the old man! '

"Teacher, what are you thinking again? You laugh so disgustingly... My mouth shouldn't be so poisonous..."

Kazama Che restrained his disgusted expression from being too obvious, and heard Suzuki Minato say: "Since you want to go further, then go and compete with others to communicate."

"I have an old friend who is from the Shinto side. He has a son who is a carefully cultivated heir. He is also considered to be a very outstanding figure in the younger generation in terms of mastery of spiritual power. He is probably three years older than you. Years old, since I can't feel that there is anything that needs to be strengthened when I practice alone, you can go and learn from him, don't embarrass me too much, teacher."

Then Kazama Che was thrown to Kansai.

*

If you travel to Kyoto and ask the locals if you know the Phoenix Hall of Byodo-in Temple, they will definitely tell you: Of course!

It can be seen from this that the status and prestige of the Phoenix Hall of Byodoin Temple is extraordinary, but, who would have thought that the true location of the Phoenix Hall of Byodoin Temple?

Kazama Che stood quietly at the gate of this temple, looking at the simple and heavy building in front of him, he let out a sigh of relief.

'I just heard that this temple is very famous before, but I didn't expect that it was really built by Shinto people. '

The Phoenix Hall of Byodoin Temple has a long history. Not only the layout of the courtyard is exquisite, the carvings are exquisite, the flowers and trees are scattered, beautiful but not frivolous, walking in it, you can also feel the sandalwood and bells floating in it, so that people who walk into it can't help but calm down.

Kazama Che followed the monk who led the way to the depths, which is not open to tourists, the real interior of Byodoin Phoenix Hall.But before entering the room, the man bowed and walked away in silence.

Before Kazama Che could understand, he heard the sound of hitting a ball.

ball?what ballIt should sound like it's not too loud.Kazama Che followed the sound and saw a blond young man with his back turned to him, practicing against the wall.

Kazama Che couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see the vague white sweatband and the tennis balls hitting the wall constantly.

In just a split second, Kazama Che judged that this person should not be simple.The stability and agility of the movement can be seen at a glance, and every ball that falls on the wall can hit a deep hole with a spider web of cracks.

One after another, Kazama Che still thought about how often the Phoenix Hall of Byodoin would repair the wall for their young master.

The identity of the person opposite is not difficult to guess, there are not many people who can do these things in this place, and Kazama Che also noticed that this person has mellow spiritual power, it seems that this is the match that the teacher has found for him .

Kazama Che watched him practice quietly here, a little surprised but not too surprised.

As a disciple of Shuihu who had to split a big rock every time he left the teacher, he didn't comment on this level of damage, but——

The opponent is using tennis balls, right?

Tennis... so good?