"Shinichiro"

The next day, Zhenichiro dragged his tired body back to the gym, and the teacher stopped him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you want to learn textures, go for it."

"And what about your kendo!?"

Zhenichiro shouted, he didn't want this kendo to be cut off here.

"It has nothing to do with you anymore"

The master turned his back and stopped looking at Zhenichiro.

"Teacher, do you mean that you are not taking me in anymore, are you going to drive me away?"

Zhenichiro looked at the teacher in disbelief, he obviously stayed here because he cared about the reputation of the teacher! But this stubborn teacher actually wanted to drive me away? Grievances began to accumulate in Zhenichiro's chest, but he would not cry because he was a man.

"Yes, you're not suitable for kendo at all! If you think the texture is stronger, go learn the texture, you don't need to inherit the sword here!"

"Teacher, are you really going to drive me away?"

Even if he was wronged, Zhenichiro still wanted to try to stay, because he had lived here since he was a child, and he didn't want to leave.

"Well, a person like you who needs the power of other people's recognition is not suitable for the sword path of Tianxinliu, and it is useless to learn it for many more years! Get out of here!"

Tears overflowed in Zhenichiro's eyes, and he quickly erased it.

"Is there anything wrong with being recognized? Do you still think you are a strong man like a teacher, even though you have been defeated by others! The times are constantly advancing, and sooner or later the old-fashioned kendo will be replaced by a later school! Why don't you understand, teacher?"

"Yes, I just think the texture is stronger! Countless times stronger than the sword! I will learn it! I will take the texture I learned to completely replace the sword that you have passed down to this day! What the power of the heart, what the heart of heaven, all are some deceptive things!"

But Zhenichiro still knelt down and kowtowed deeply to the teacher, tears finally welled up, and he couldn't wipe them off, so he quickly rushed out.

The teacher's eyes were slightly red with his back to Zhenichiro, but there was not a trace of tears.

Zhenichiro, now I have handed over to you the most important Tianxin of Tianxinliu, I believe that you will definitely be a world-famous swordsman in the future, and I, an old stubborn, will always be here waiting for you to become famous in the world.

The teacher sighed and walked into the house, this hall is really small, too small.

That day, there was another boy in the place where he learned textures, and he spent more time practicing every day than the others, and as he practiced, he began to find this new strange power very interesting and more and more enjoyable.

In the wee hours of the morning, he would be seen practicing on the rocks by the sea, until the end of the night.

After that day, Zhenichiro never saw the teacher's gym open.

Ten years have passed since such days, and Zhenichiro is already an eighteen-year-old adult, with a small black flat head and two small whiskers on his mouth, which are not particularly obvious, but even if it is a long time, he has not forgotten what he said to his teacher, to use texture to create his own genre.

"Okay, this time it's faster than before"

Zhenichiro looked at the sword in his hand and smiled with satisfaction, it was a sword that he had slowly polished with texture.

Peng, there was an explosion in the texture hall, and Zhenichiro gave him a strange look.

"Did someone make a mistake again? Let's go see."

Zhenichiro walked all the way to the location of the explosion just now, and just when he thought he was going to see a classmate who injured him, he saw such a scene.

"Ahh

The strong man who had brought the texturing technique here was fleeing around on the ground, his right hand had been burned off, and there was still a lot of blood on his body.

"Hehehe, this is a texturer? Why do I think it's not much better than ordinary people? hahahaha!"

An eerie humanoid monster stood in front of the texturer, throwing flames little by little as if playing to block his escape.

"Ahhhh

The texturer began to beg for mercy.

Why.. Zhenichiro watched the scene.

Why, why would the strongest people here beg for mercy on the ground, isn't the art of texture strong enough?

"Leave you alone, it's impossible for us Red World Disciples and Texturers to leave a hand behind, since this village has been discovered by me, it must be destroyed!!, but fortunately, you are all so weak, even the closure is saved, I still like this feeling!"

Ignoring the texturer's struggles, the humanoid monster grabbed him and popped his head in the texturer's horrified eyes.

Everyone stared blankly, losing their reactions, until the monster spoke.

"Next, it's you"

The monster turned to the rest of the people, and a few screams came, and they began to scatter and flee, and Shinichiro was among them, and the monster chased excitedly, opening his mouth to swallow every time he caught one, and the human body turned into flames in his body.

Zhenichiro ran very fast, although he thought about his figure standing up many times in times of crisis, but when it came to this time, he would still be afraid, and he would still be afraid of his own death, for the simple reason that the enemy was too strong.

Zhenichiro ran all the way, and he didn't have time to think, but he just followed his instinct to find a safe place, a place where he didn't have to fear death when he hid.

After a while, the small gym appeared in Zhenichiro's eyes, he slammed open the door and rushed in, then reflexively closed the door and leaned on it shivering.

"Who?"

The sound of questioning came, and Zhenichiro followed the sound and found a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and a little gray hair, who was his teacher.

"Zhenichiro, why are you like this?"

The teacher saw Shinichiro and stepped forward to help him up.

"Monster, there's a monster that kills the texturer, he's going to kill all the texturers, it's powerful"

"Monsters?"

The teacher looked at Zhenichiro strangely, and he could feel Zhenichiro's fear.

"Huh, there's another one running here?"

The monster caught up with Zhenichiro, and everyone else had already been killed by it, and when the teacher saw it, he immediately blocked in front of Zhenichiro, and Zhenichiro saw that there was no trace of fear in the teacher's eyes, and there was only a dignified sword intent.

"What are you, what are you going to do?"

The monster didn't speak, perhaps thinking that it didn't need to say anything more to humans, and it rushed straight up, with a thick murderous aura.

"Zhenichiro, run!"

"Then teacher, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the teacher drew his sword and pounced.

"Just an ordinary human being."

The monster raised its hand, and a burst of flames flew out, sticking to the teacher.

"Uh-huh"

Blood flowed from the burn, but the teacher did not retreat and rushed forward with his sword raised.

The monster simply raised his hand and pushed him and his sword away, but soon, the teacher rushed forward again.

This time it was no longer a shout, but clear words.

"Zhenichiro! The so-called reverse slashing of the heavenly heart flow is to travel all over the world, read the words of a hundred schools, and understand the sea that is incorporated into a hundred rivers, so that we can see the source of a hundred rivers and reverse everything in reverse."

"But ah, in a peaceful and prosperous world, there is no need for us to exist at all, and we can't see any other schools in the world, so we will always stay in this remote village."

The teacher rushed forward over and over again, the same knife was waved dozens of times, and he was knocked away by the monster again and again, if it were a normal human being, he would have died long ago, and a large piece of his chest had been burned through.

"But it's different now, I see it, the birth of the texture technique, plus the current monsters, will definitely be a huge stage of chaos next! That's why I'll drive you out!"

Blood spilled from the corners of the teacher's mouth, but he didn't forget to teach Zhenichiro that this might be the last time he spoke.

"Teacher..."

Zhenichiro cried, it's been ten years, the teacher I haven't seen for ten years, that old stubborn guy even has torn clothes and gray hair, but he is still so tall, even if he falls to the ground and bleeds, he can block everything.

"Zhenichiro, run away! Go and see all over the world! Create your own and belong to this era's Reverse Slashing Heavenly Heart! Let the Reverse Slashing Heavenly Heart flow be famous with you! Escape! Roar, ahhhh

The teacher rushed forward again, knowing that he would never have a chance to speak again this time, but he still believed that Zhenichiro must have understood.

"Damn humans!"

The monster roared, this disgusting human like Xiao Qiang had actually hindered himself for so long? It released a large area of flames, trying to burn him directly.

In the firelight, the teacher's pupils glittered in the light, and he saw the blue sea.

The river flows into the sea and turns into the waves of the sea, which nourish the people here.

I saw it, yes, he saw it.

I saw it! I've been guarding the way of the sword for so many years!!

A ripple connects the monster and its flames, what is this? Is it a connection? Or is it a streamline of force? Perhaps, it is my perception, the perception that God has given me, in order to pass on this genre...

The teacher glanced back at Zhenichiro, leaned down and put the knife horizontally behind him, this is, my own reverse slashing heart!!

"Hello!"

A horizontal slash slashed precisely on the ripples.

"What?"

The last thing the monster saw was a samurai coming out of the flames, recoiling with the flames it had unleashed, and a glittering silver sword stabbed into its body.

"Hmm.. Mere human beings. Ahhh

The teacher cut off the monster, and the monster turned into flames and disappeared in place, and the teacher, who had finally completed his mission, fell down with confidence.

"Teacher!"

Zhenichiro watched as the fallen teacher rushed over to pick him up.

"How's it going? Ahem, kendo is real, right?"

"It's true! It's true! Teacher, I saw it, kendo is real!"

The gray-haired teacher kept laughing in his arms, even if it hurt a lot, he didn't stop, happy like a child.

"Zhenichiro, kendo is strong, isn't it?

"Eun.."

Zhenichiro clenched his throat, and he could tell that the teacher was no longer alive.

"Your kendo is the strongest!"

Hearing this, the teacher smiled and closed his eyes...

Uncle Samurai was still chopping the falling feathers in the air, and every explosion would bring out a trace of his blood, bathed in bright red blood, and Zhenichiro thought of the picture at that time.

"What else do you say that you don't need the strength of others' recognition, but at the last moment, you proved your strength in front of your only disciple, how do you want me to surpass you!!"

Ignoring the blood on the corner of his mouth, Shinichiro smiled.

"Defeated the Red World with a human body, even if I combine texture and kendo now, I still can't do it, and I can't surpass your strength"

"So you, you're really a genius, meditating on your own Reverse Slashing Heaven Heart Flow Sword Dao in a small gym, you're really a genius... It's mine.. Father, Ryu Suzuki Village"

Zhenichiro slowly straightened up and looked at the Red World in the air, this time his eyes were red, but not a single tear flowed.

"Boy, you are the same as me, you yearn for great power, but you don't understand the real power, after being defeated by me, although embarrassed, but did not escape this reality, just asked me how to become stronger, at that time I was thinking, if you give you the flow of the reverse slashing sky, you must learn sooner or later"

The samurai's broken sword was picked up again, faster and more powerful than before, and slashed at the black feathers, the same sword that had once cut through the flames.

"Father, what did you see at that moment, what is the Reverse Slashing Heaven Heart Flow, I have seen through many moves all over the world over the years, but I still don't understand, is this the Reverse Slashing Heaven Heart? No, no, the sword in your hand, the powerful sword path is incomparable to me at this time, what is it!!What is it!!"

The angry samurai jumped up and rushed towards the Red World Disciple in the sky, and at this moment, the azure light filled the world, and everyone in the seal resumed their movements, and the light wanted to illuminate Zhenichiro's eyes.

"This is..."

The sea, the same color as the sea, and the same texture as the sea.

Through the waves, he saw that each black feather was connected to the disciples in the air.

Countless silk threads were connected in the air, and Shinichiro saw his own kendo, inherited from his father.

The warrior's gaze became sharper and sharper, and he rushed straight up along the lines, his broken blade firmly grasping a thread, and the brilliant silver light burst out of its own light in this blue sea.