To the eternal you

As the voice fell, the girl's figure seemed to be incomparably slow in Yanzang's retina, but it seemed to be gradually disappearing, so he simply closed his eyes.

Since the visual organs can no longer play the role of judgment, the visual organs should be blocked to make the rest of the sensory organs sharper. Iwazo put the knife back into its sheath again, and the blade that had been tormented had a clear and cold light.

Quiet, so quiet that it didn't seem like a duel place, the sound that should be made when the body moved completely disappeared.

But as long as you let out your own aura, you can feel that your current position is like being in the eye of the wind, even if you take a step out, you will be torn apart by the extremely violent tornado.

Only meditation can understand the current situation, and how to break through such a predicament is to move.

In the process of training, he certainly did not lack to face extremely dangerous situations, and even the crisis that made him almost unable to return no less than three times.

At this moment, it is a rare situation to be able to face this challenge with a complete posture.

Because of this, when the surrounding wind speed reached its peak, Iwazo's introverted aura also burst out, the place where the toes stepped on had sank slightly, and the heavy breathing made his heart beat like the engine under Mikage's heart.

Pulling out the knife, the clear light of the knife illuminates the dark corner, the dark purple handle and the pure white blade are integrated, and the extreme heart shown in the knife technique endows this technique with the power to break through the limit.

He has considered many ways to defeat Mr. Mitsudai, but in the end, in his memory battle, every time he will end up being bombarded on the ground.

Even if he exchanged injuries for injuries, he never won even once, and even lost even worse.

Why is this so?

He thought about it for quite a long time, and finally came up with an answer.

My sword skills, footwork, and even the method of meditation are all learned from Teacher Guangdai. If he follows the scope taught by the other party, he may be able to face enemies who are not familiar with this way, even if his physical fitness is not dominant. Under the circumstances, it is also possible to win calmly.

But no matter what, he is not superior in physical fitness, technology is not superior, and even his experience is not necessarily better than Mr. Mitsudai. If he continues to hold on to that set, there will only be one result.

failure.

Because of this, he also understood the reason why Mr. Guangdai let him go out to practice.

Only by entrusting the skills to oneself, and then constantly surpassing one's own limit and creating the most suitable moves, can one obtain that momentary turning point.

That's right, there is only one chance to break through the wind, so you can't have even a trace of confusion, you must find the real body in the wind of countless threads.

Yanzang's breathing left tangible traces in the air. Although most of the ghost's blood was sealed, it was still stronger than ordinary people, and the ghost also possessed unique force-exerting skills and breathing methods.

In the years of tempering, constantly change it into the style that suits you best.

From this, what blooms out is enough to kill the tengu galloping high in the sky!

The sword light pierced through the violent wind in an instant, and was so powerful that it even bit the invisible wind with fangs. The collision of two different forces also separated the winner in the blink of an eye.

Iwazou slashed the entity, which was different from the thousands of failed experiences in his memory. This time he captured the slightest movement in the wind. After completely releasing the power of the secret sword, in the surprised glance of the tengu girl, Successfully hit a corner of the sleeve.

Mitsuyo fell from the sky, looked at the incision about the length of his little finger, and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right, it's this kind of secret sword that can even hit a tengu flying freely in the sky, which is enough for me to recognize you as a teacher."

"Huh—I made the teacher laugh. This trick can only be used once, and the teacher will easily break it the second time."

Iwazou was almost out of strength all over his body, and his extremely tense nerves relaxed a little. He put away the knife, looked at the corner of the opponent's missing clothes, and showed some helpless smiles.

"However, even such a first-time killing move can only have a negligible impact on you, and the teacher has become far stronger than before."

"Don't belittle yourself, I'm a big tengu, and you're just a human being with a slightly stronger physique. The gaps in all aspects cannot be made up by skills alone."

Guangdai crossed his arms, nine years did not leave many traces on the other party, only the originally calm temperament has now become gentle, as if they were two people at the beginning.

"Yes, the teacher will definitely say something inhuman, something incomprehensible about the future."

Iwazo also showed a knowing smile.

"No, after witnessing the creatures of this land with my own eyes, my mind has also changed."

Only after personally traveling and witnessing the beautiful scenery that exists in the world, can one feel the insignificance of oneself from the heart, no matter whether it is an inhuman thing or a human being favored by the gods, in this common land. no different.

Just like everything a girl loves belongs to Daozuma, not limited to a certain person or a certain group of people.

"Then, as a gift from the teacher, this famous knife is given to you."

She took out the knife from the eyes of God, and threw it to Yanzang seemingly casually. Seeing him holding the sword nervously, she couldn't help laughing.

"It's time to get married, why are you still so cautious?"

"It's you, teacher, who makes me feel strange?! You obviously cherished His Highness Qi's things before, but now you don't seem to care at all."

Iwazo gently stroked the blade of the sword, his eyes showing admiration.

"...Yeah, I probably understand what Your Highness Qi really thinks."

Koyo said softly.

"Iwazou, longing is the feeling that is farthest from understanding. If I could have less longing and be more intimate with Your Highness Qi, maybe I can share more for His Highness Qi."

"Teacher..." Iwazou's tone became heavy, "The incident at the beginning..."

"I'll tell you, but before that, I also have an agreement to fulfill."

Mitsudai took out a broken ghost sword from his arms.

"This is... the blade of my mother's sword..."

Iwazo's expression suddenly became darker.

"Has she been hunted down by you?"

"No, no."

Mitsuyo's answer revived Iwazo, and he hurriedly asked.

"Then why is your mother's Dao Tan here? Have you met her?"

"Strictly speaking, she came to me, and gave this to me, and asked me to pass it on to you, so that you can go to the old place for the appointment."

After receiving the knife from Mr. Guangdai, the heavy weight made his heart also quite complicated.

"Is she still alive...how is her mental state?"

"The erosion has been removed, and this is also related to the truth I will tell you next, but I hope you can listen calmly."

Mitsuyo's gaze became longer.

In this place where the three first met, now only two people are left to recall the past.

PS: I have finished half of the writing, and there is still half left. I feel that the general will win the side story. As for all of them, there should be, but the priority will be based on the number of votes.