"Brother, why don't you look at the store in the store today?"

Lying on the sofa, the smell of Hatsuki, like a lazy koala, was like a slutty koala.

Hirata was waving the bamboo sword and doing the Sujing exercise.

If it weren't for the fact that he might accidentally hurt Akiko Yajima and his sister, he would have practiced directly with a real knife in the entrance hall.

"Don't combine work and rest?"

Hirata said casually while waving the bamboo sword and making the "Swordsman Ten" shapes.

"Well... you can rest in the store."

Zaoxi got up, put down the book in her hand about the skills of flower cards, and looked at her brother, "Is there anyone else going to the store to harass you?"

"No, the so-called rest is to enjoy a pleasant time at home, rather than being a Kanbansor."

Hirata stopped what was in his hand and said to Saki.

"Hmph! If you are enjoying a pleasant time at home, you might as well play Huacai with me, push-ups and sword-waving. This is not a rest at all."

Zaoxi complained.

Hirata did not continue to talk to Saki on the topic of "rest", he changed the topic and said, "Will Yajima Akiko come back tonight?"

"Um."

Zaoki nodded, "Sister Yajima received a call from the Metropolitan Police Department and left in a hurry. According to the level of transactions on her face, she may not be able to come back tonight."

“Attack level?”

Hirata didn't know that there was this thing.

"Well, the first level is the calm and gentle breeze, which means it is just a small problem and may come back in an hour; the second level is the second level is the sister Yajima frowned, and she looked very bitter and revengeful, which means she would come back very late; the third level is tonight, with her brows frowning, her steps are hurrying, and she has no expression on her face, which means she may not come back all night."

Saki made a three-level classification of the mental state of Akiko Yajima, and it all seemed to make sense.

Hirata was stunned for two seconds, speechless and didn't know what to say.

Are you praising her as careful as her hair, or is she bored?!

Hirata fell into deep thoughts.

After having some communication with Saki, he walked into the courtyard and continued to practice kendo.

After a fight with a guy named Qingshan this evening, he seemed to feel that his kendo level had a feeling of breaking through the bottleneck.

"Is this the bottleneck epiphany?"

He whispered a few words, raised the bamboo sword, and felt the mysterious feeling.

When I swung my sword, I felt that my sword was faster.

And there is no feeling of being stagnant.

It seems that the slashing speed of my sword's sword is very fast and the capture speed of the target is even faster.

There is a feeling of "Tao" lingering around the body.

After thinking about it, he walked to the faucet in the courtyard and turned on the faucet.

Clear and somewhat turbulent water splashed out from the faucet.

Hirata took a deep breath and pointed the bamboo sword at the water splashed out from the faucet.

The night sky is covered by black clouds and the breeze blows.

Passing around his body, then slowly penetrated out in line with his breathing rhythm.

Only your own breath can be heard between heaven and earth.

Hirata imagined the battles at the headquarters of the "Master Spirit" before, the battles with strange birds at Atago Minami Temple in Kyoto, and today's battles with Akiyama Aoshi family.

Integrate that feeling of fighting into the sword path, imagine your own killing and knowing that you are absorbed by all the bamboo swords in your hands.

It seems that his body forms a whole with the bamboo sword in his hand.

"One blow!"

With a angrily shout, he raised his hand and swung his bamboo sword out, slashing towards the water splashed out of the faucet.

Judging from the appearance, it seems to be a fast and sharp blow, but in Hirata's heart, it is extremely obscure and difficult.

It seemed as if I was using all my strength to push open the stone door weighing ten thousand tons.

Although it was slow and obscure when the moment he waved it out, it became as light as a swallow when he pushed open the stone door.

Didi!

Everything around him seemed to be slowed down seriously,

It seemed as if the whole world had been pressed for a slow release button, he could clearly hear his breathing, and the slow flow of water flowing out of the faucet.

The torrents that splash everywhere have become substances composed of drops of water.

He even saw the moment the bamboo sword in his hand slowly traverse the water flow.

The bamboo sword stopped when he passed the water flow in the slowing perspective of Hirata.

It was not cut off from the source.

Instead, the water droplets that form the water flow become existences blocked by bamboo swords.

The water flow stopped flowing and stopped moving, and seemed to stop flowing naturally.

Although it is in a full view, this vision also surprised Hirata enough.

Can my own swordsmanship now complete the existence of cutting off the water flow?

Then can I gloriously inherit the name of "Senior Brother Duanshuiliu"?

"Swish..."

In an instant, the slow release process ended and everything returned to normal time to stay overnight.

The bamboo sword of Hirata drew through the rapids, and the rushing water also resumed its normal flow.

It seems that everything just now is Hirata's fantasy.

But Hirata knew that in the slow-release perspective just now, the kendo that he cut off the water flow was not an illusion bubble.

That should be the embodiment of one's own swordsmanship entering another realm.

Although it was just a short moment, it also means that you had touched this mysterious realm.

He felt as if he had found a way to take his kendo further.

Change the "Black Cat. Sick" bamboo sword back to Thin Green, then follow the physical memory and mental state just now, enter meditation again, and then wave a sword at the faucet.

Nothing happened in the end.

Shet!

After cursing secretly, Hirata sighed.

I know it won't be so easy.

Such insights like realm require the right time and place, and you cannot be too hasty, so take it slowly.

After practicing for half an hour, he stopped until Zaoki called himself to rest, took the bamboo sword and "Bai Lu" back to the sword bag and returned to his room.

......

The next day, after practicing at Kendo Club, Hirata accompanied Ayakoji and Natsuki out of the school gate.

Maybe I realized something, this time Senior Sister Yan Xiaolu did not ask the driver to pick her up home.

She smiled and said to Hirata and Natsuki, "Let's walk home together this time."

“Hey?!”

The squad leader Xia Shu was stunned for a moment, "Senior Sister Yan Xiaolu won't take the bus today?"

"It is also good for the body to take a walk occasionally."

Ayakoji Kaori said, looking at Hirata.

She suspected that if she asked Hirata and Natsuki to walk back together every day, her "boyfriend" would be snatched away from the other party.

There is also Mika Hanasekawa who has been looking at him with strange eyes. Every time after school, she looks at him with strange eyes.

Just as he was worried about what to do if Hirata was too popular, an unknown force approached the three of them.
Chapter completed!