Chapter 232 231. ‘Relax’

The thread-bound book in my hand is not thick. "Wei Mingren" is a martial art that is very suitable for battlefield conditions.

That is - concise and direct.

In the entire book of swordsmanship, apart from the common basic training methods of Japanese Kendo, there are only seven unique moves.

There are also four moves in it that are 'permanent passive skills' similar to move characteristics, which need to be practiced to the core like basic skills.

The remaining three moves are offensive skills.

For Wei Mingzhong who has little cultural accomplishment, it can be called very friendly. Naturally, for Lan En, it is also very easy to understand.

Mentos recorded all these contents in the database while Lan was flipping through them.

But Lan En still put the thread-bound book in the alchemy leather bag on his waist.

The main reason is that the calligraphy in this book looks vigorous and powerful, even a person like Lan En, who has little knowledge of writing, can see it.

It is probably the handwriting of Isshin Ashina.

How famous he is! [Sword Master] Hey!

Although I think it's a bit fantasy, what if I can realize something evil like 'sword intent' through handwriting in the future?

Just keep it in mind, it’s a collection.

But just after Lan En put the secret book of moves back into his pocket, the demon hunter's body suddenly stiffened and his pupils shrank slightly.

In front of him, a pleasant sound of metal rubbing against the mouth of the scabbard was slowly heard.

Accompanying it was an aura that was sharper than the one I felt at the door of the Buddhist hall.

Lan En slowly and cautiously turned his head to face Isshin Ashina, who had taken out the knife from his waist.

The cheerful smile made the old face look slightly ferocious.

"It's really scary to draw a sword suddenly, Isshin-sama."

Lan En said calmly, while placing his right hand on the hilt of the sword on his back shoulder. The center of gravity of his body was lowered, and his muscles began to get excited.

"Well, don't worry about it, foreign warrior."

Ashina Isshin's sword showed beautiful burnt patterns under the firelight in the temple.

"After all, we are going to teach swordsmanship, so before that, isn't it normal to understand the basics of the practitioner first?"

"You don't look like you are heading towards 'understanding the basics'."

"Haha, is it obvious? Then I'll just say it."

The skinny old man said with a bold laugh that did not suit his body shape.

"I want you to have a good taste of the pure Nanman swordsmanship before you learn [Wei Mingren]."

“When I was young, I challenged dojos everywhere, which laid the foundation for [Ash Mingryu] in the future. However, the most unconventional martial arts I encountered were just things from Ryukyu and Silla. Those places were too close and there were too many tastings!

So boring!”

"Although I am already an old man now, I will not miss it if I can catch a glimpse of the Southern Barbarian swordsmanship from thousands of miles away!"

The bound owl sneered.

He knew that instead of coming to see the betrayed old brother, this old fellow came here to 'try something new'!

The corner of Wei Ming's mouth was grinning. On that old face, only the one eye was emitting a penetrating light.

The corners of Lan En's mouth twitched inadvertently.

What kind of ‘old body’ is this?

The momentum in this guy's eyes alone is even scarier than when Xiao Xiao threw the firebird last night!

But that's what he thought in his heart, but Lan En's blood flow rate began to speed up due to the coordination of the gene seed, the original heart and the [second heart].

The nerve reaction speed reaches the combat level, and the sensory acuity is greatly improved.

Space Marines are aggressive biological weapons.

When they were designed, they were meant to fight, kill, and suppress.

They are proud and confident and never shy away from challenges.

And the Emperor's Children that Lan En inherited are even more outstanding among them.

A sword fight. Lan En couldn't even think of a reason to refuse.

The frivolous corners of the demon hunter's mouth revealed the same arc as the old man opposite him without even being able to detect it.

They are a kind of people -

The kind of person who is not afraid when the blade of a knife passes his eyeball, but becomes excited instead.

"Lord Isshin, please agree in advance." The sword of the Lake Girl was unsheathed from behind. "This sword is very strong."

"Oh ho ho, that's really the best. The gold and steel dragon sword is a specialty of Ashina. Although it is not a famous sword in the world, only in terms of toughness, Ashina is very confident."

The one-eyed old man caressed the samurai sword with burnt patterns in his hand.

Then, the two of them raised their eyelids in unison, looking at each other with cat eyes and one eye.

"Dang!!!"

Sparks fly!

——

In the Hirata family's inner residence hidden above the Buddhist hall, Mikokuro was sitting uneasily on the cushion, while Madam Butterfly beside him was smoking a pipe comfortably.

"Lord Butterfly. Lord Isshin came here in person. It wouldn't be excused if he didn't entertain you, right? And it would be too rude to have to compete with people as soon as they arrive."

The handsome little boy asked with a sad face.

Madama Butterfly is very calm and nonchalant.

"Don't worry about such trivial matters. For that old guy, letting Lan En fight with him is considered 'entertainment'. I think the two of them must be very happy to communicate with each other at this moment. I can see that that kid and that guy

Old things are actually just a kind of person."

The old woman blew out the smoke and sneered.

"Tch, I'm going to fight with a master, and I'm just as excited as a woman."

"Lord Butterfly!"

The little boy's face turned red. He couldn't adapt to the old woman's dirty jokes.

But then, the old woman's face straightened and she said to Yuzi.

"Lord Kuro, I came here personally. In addition to satisfying my curiosity and dealing with the owl, the most important purpose is, I think you should know it, right?"

"That's for you."

Mikokuro's body suddenly stiffened as he was restless, and his expression became heavy.

"Yes. The power in me."

"That's right." Butterfly took another sip, "I don't want the current lord of Ashina Kingdom, Genichiro, to get involved in your power. That Yamauchi Norizen came here just to strengthen the defense, haha."

"If he hadn't seen that there were so many people left in the Hirata family in the morning, he would probably have taken you to live in Ashina Castle using your safety as an excuse, right?"

"Never let what I have on me be used by anyone!"

Miko Kuro's small face now revealed a determination that was inconsistent with his age.

"Even if Ashina is defeated, then Ashina will still die as a human being. After the defeat, Ashina will continue to thrive as a human being. But if this power is abused, they! Even the entire Japan! Everyone will be distorted by the power of immortality.

You have become an inhuman thing!”

"I will never allow this to happen!"

Butterfly nodded.

"This is the reason why Isshin came here in person. Although he has resigned as the head of the country, as long as he is here, Genichiro will not be able to use force to take you to Ashina Castle."

After finishing speaking, Madam Butterfly, who always looked as rigid as a dead thing, also sighed.

"Presumably, Genichiro is also giving Isshin a headache, right? Let that kid Lan En use his sword to make him relax."

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