"Kiyosuke, I'm going to take you as a closed disciple."

Master's somewhat flat voice came from in front of Gen Susuke.

Gen Susuke held the new sword wrapped in black cloth in both hands, froze in place, and then received the sword to his side, and sat up straight at the master, he didn't quite understand what the master meant.

As the name suggests, the closed disciple is the last disciple accepted by the master, and the master now has only one disciple of himself, if he is accepted as a closed disciple, it means that Gen Junsuke will inherit the entire school in the future.

"You can also refuse, this is not only the inheritance of a genre, but also represents a lot of responsibility."

Shigenobu Kasai's expression was a little solemn.

At this time, Gen Junsuke noticed that the master's dress today was a little different from usual, and there was something similar to armor on top of the black kendo suit, which looked like an ancient samurai.

"Without Master, there would be no Seisuke now, no matter what the responsibility is, I am willing to take it."

Gen Junsuke did not hesitate and resolutely agreed to the master's request. If it weren't for the master, I'm afraid he would have died under the claws of the human-faced dog.

Hearing Gen Susuke's answer, Kasai Shigenobu showed a relieved smile, before this he didn't plan to accept any more apprentices, but it was always a pity that God's dream ended in his hands.

Gen Junsuke's talent and character made him very satisfied, and Kasai Shigenobu hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to make an exception and accept the last disciple to enter the room.

"Stinky boy, it's not your turn to bear it now, and Master can live for a few more years."

Shigenobu Kasai said with a smile, and then reached out and motioned for Genjunsuke to open the black cloth wrapped in the new sword.

"Let's open it and take a look."

Hearing Master's words, Gen Junsuke also relaxed, slowly opened the wrapped black cloth, and a brand-new knife appeared in front of him.

"This sword was forged by Chenguang, a swordsmith of the Yiwen School, who is the most genius swordsmith in Yiwen in the past hundred years, and is also known as the 'God of Words'."

At this time, the wrapped black cloth has also been completely opened by Gen Shunsuke, and the scabbard and hilt are pure black, without any decoration, and it looks like a very ordinary fighting knife.

"Zheng~"

Gen Susuke slowly pulled the sword out of the sheath, his voice was a little cold, and he seemed to be faintly able to feel the spirituality of this knife.

"The name of this knife is 'One Word Dust', and of course you can choose a name for it yourself."

Shigensuke Kasai looked at Gen Susuke, who couldn't put it down, and said with a smile.

The new sword made Gen Chunsuke a little fond of it, although it was a little different from Zang Feng, but it was also full of spirituality, and the master said that it was also reforged with Zang Feng, and Yuan Chunsuke seemed to be faintly able to feel its spirituality.

"Master, I want to learn a new move, just in time to try this sword."

At this time, Gen Susuke also remembered another purpose for his coming to the dojo, which was to learn the next trick from his master, that is, the trick he used when he was unconscious during the rift girl incident.

Although Gen Junsuke didn't see the Lei Hai mentioned by Miyata with his own eyes, just listening to his description made him feel very powerful, and now that his body is almost recovered, it's time to learn the next trick from his master.

Kasai Shigenobu was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that this little apprentice of his had perfectly comprehended fine snow some time ago.

"The next move..."

Shigenobu Kasai got up and walked over to the knife holder, took out his sword, and at the same time introduced Gen Susuke to the sword move of the god dream of a sword.

"God dreams of a knife flow divided into four seasons, the first move is fine snow, and now I want to teach you the next move, named Rachel, which represents spring thunder."

Shigenobu Kasai drew his sword and walked to the center of the field.

"Come, attack me."

Gen Chunsuke stood up with some excitement, the master had not instructed him in swordsmanship for a long time, the opportunity was rare, and he was very greedy for this move.

"Zheng~"

Pulling out the scabbard of the sword, Gen Chunsuke held the hilt of the sword with both hands, looked at the master seriously and said.

"Master, it's rude."

In an instant, Gen Chunsuke's 'meaning' was all covered by a word of dust light in his hand, and at this moment the dust light seemed to be his hand, and Gen Chunsuke faintly had a feeling of unity between man and sword.

Although he hadn't made a move yet, Kasai Shigenobu was shocked by the disciple in front of him, although he knew that Gen Susuke had thoroughly comprehended the fine snow, but he didn't expect that he had reached the realm of human and sword integration.

The next second.

Gen Chunsuke's body fell slightly, and the figure left an afterimage in the air, and instantly rushed to the master.

The sound of breaking the air sounded in the air, and the dust light in Gen Chunsuke's hand seemed to turn into a silver shadow in his hand, full of momentum, without a trace of his hand.

Fast, and ruthless!

But Master's sword was faster, like a poisonous snake wrapped around Gen Susuke's knife, forcing him to retreat, and Gen Susuke seemed to be able to see some approval on Master's face.

After being forced back by his master, Gen Susuke was not discouraged, but showed a happy smile on his face, since he learned fine snow, every time he fought in a battle, he was either killed in seconds or killed in seconds, and he never had the opportunity to be evenly matched.

Although it was only an evenly matched situation created by the master, he was able to do his best without worrying about hurting others, and Gen Susuke didn't think that he could hurt the master.

Then Gen Chunsuke clenched the sword in his hand and continued to attack his master.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ……

The long swords of the two made a very dense crashing sound.

Under the master's deliberate control, as the speed of Gen Susuke's attack accelerated, the battle became scorching, and the two were a little comparable for a while.

After a loud impact, Gensuke quickly retreated and returned to the position he had before the attack.

Gen Susuke looked at the master solemnly and said.

"Master, I have comprehended the fine snow perfectly, so you should be careful with this trick next."

Shigenobu Kasai smiled faintly, it was time to test the results of the students' cultivation.

Gen Chunsuke held a word of dust in his hand, condensing his momentum.

Suddenly—

Gen Chunsuke's eyes froze, and the 'meaning' that belonged to the fine snow exploded instantly.

In an instant, there seemed to be a light snow in the dojo, and every snowflake was Gen Susuke's sword light.

A sword.

Two swords.

Three Swords...

To Genjunsuke's surprise, he knew that he should not be able to do any damage to his master, but every sword he used was taken by his master.

Kasai Shigenobu showed an appreciative look on his face, the artistic conception of this move has been perfectly integrated into Gen Shunsuke's sword moves, and what is lacking is just the warmth of 'meaning'.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, Gen Susuke stopped his attack and gasped slightly, although all of them were taken over by the master, but he had a very good time, and this was the first time he let go with all his might.

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