"Decided? Don't think about it anymore?"

Yusuke asked with surprise on his face.

"Yes." Nolan looked serious and looked straight at the other person. "Please show me Mr. Sekihara's move again."

This is what Nolan came up with.

Instead of waiting until next month, it would be better to directly ask Yusuke, who is the instructor of the advanced training class, to see where his actions went wrong.

He is not someone who just comes up with ideas and does things randomly when his brain gets hot.

Naturally, there were considerations in making this decision.

First of all, although Nolan has never really seen the opponent's strength, Yusuke is one of the only twelve direct disciples of Kapukuri, and his level of swordsmanship is definitely far higher than his own.

There is no reason why the sword move that Pirikuto uses as a reward for the first place in the half-month training should not be given to the close disciples who actually get along with him day and night.

Based on what Nolan observed at the time, Yusuke's reaction when the sword was drawn out during abdominal incision.

He was sure with a high probability that the opponent's sword skill library included this sword skill.

Secondly, Yusuke had already made a promise to Xiaorou before Xiaorou even started.

As long as he passes the second round, he will be given some tips and a few extra tricks will be taught to him.

Based on what Nolan has learned about Yusuke these days, no matter how reluctant he is, since he has boasted so much in front of his precious daughter, there is basically no possibility of going back on it.

Not to mention, not only did he pass the second round, he even went to a higher level and won the first place in the half-month practice in one go.

The possibility of rejecting yourself is extremely small.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, early the next morning, before the morning class had started, Nuolan went directly to Xiong Jie who was warming up on the sidelines.

And the other party's answer was just as he expected.

After only a slight hesitation, he agreed to his request.

"I guess you've figured it out, so I won't talk about it anymore." Yusuke stretched his body, and his strong and strong muscles almost burst the training clothes. "The move that Mr. Kapirihara demonstrated was indeed not

A novice like you can master it."

"Actually, because some parts of the moves already involve the secret of our school, the 'Shunnen Ittō-ryu', even those veterans who have been immersed in kendo for many years have to spend a lot of time and energy, plus a little luck, to get started.

"

"This is still under the premise of the teacher's step-by-step guidance." Yusuke glanced at Nolan, and the dissuade in his words was almost clear.

"Even if I demonstrate it to you again here, you will still..."

Yusuke was only halfway through his words, but he couldn't help but stop when he saw Nolan's determined expression.

"Alas." He sighed helplessly. He turned around and picked up the wooden sword leaning against the wall, muttering. "What a fool. He didn't choose a move suitable for novices, but he plunged into a dead end."

"Have you brought your wooden sword?"

Nolan nodded.

"First, just like the teacher who committed septorrhea yesterday, swing your sword twice and let me see."

Although he verbally agreed to Nolan, Yusuke still had some words of advice in his heart.

He is really optimistic about the other party's talent, and he also really hopes that the other party can be down-to-earth, start from the basics first, and wait until he has achieved a certain level in the swordsmanship before considering other things.

Therefore, the current approach of letting Nuolan try to swing the sword a few times is actually to let the other party retreat in the face of difficulties.

Understand the huge gap between it and the level required to learn this kind of swordsmanship.

The next second,

"Whoa!"

A shrill sound that tore through the air suddenly erupted, and the shadow of a heavy sword flashed before his eyes.

The sword wind that almost solidified surged past like a tidal wave.

The sleeves sway wildly in the wind.

Yusuke stood motionless, his eyes glazed over and his face stiff.

Immediately, as if he saw something incredible, his eyes suddenly opened wide and his mouth opened unconsciously.

"It's like this, Mr. Yusuke." Nolan twisted his sore and numb arms, with a troubled face. "I always feel like something is missing, and I feel uncomfortable."

"Well……"

Before the other party could notice the shock on his face, Yusuke quickly rubbed his face.

Pretending to be calm, in fact, there was already a turmoil inside.

Based on only watching it once,

Just a day...no, half a night.

The "newbie in kendo" in front of me imitated the Iai Slash demonstrated by Mr. Kakeru to the fullest!?

This kind of bizarre plot that often only appears in fantasy novels actually happened around me.

"That's outrageous!"

At this moment, Yusuke couldn't help but wonder if he still underestimated the opponent's talent level.

Perhaps, it is not just a simple once-in-twenty-year encounter, one in a million, but something even higher...

Yusuke couldn't help but trembled in his heart.

"Teacher, teacher?"

The call from in front of him pulled his mind back to the real world.

"So where do you think I went wrong?"

Looking at the confused black-haired young man in front of him, Yusuke couldn't help but swallowed.

But in his mind, he recalled the other party's actions just now.

The postures are standard and correct. Although I don’t know why I added some of the personal habitual movements of the abdominal septum teacher, but it doesn’t have much impact.

The strength is slightly weaker, which is understandable considering the opponent's physical level, and can be put aside for the time being.

And then there’s…

"Rhythm!"

"Rhythm?"

Nolan's eyes were full of confusion.

"It's not the kind of rhythm in music." Yusuke opened his hands and tried to explain what he meant. "In other words, rhythm, you know, it's the rhythm of the body."

Although it could be seen that Yusuke was trying his best to explain his point of view to Nolan, his clumsy language was unable to clearly express the ideas in his mind.

"Well, if you watch me do it once, you should almost understand."

Yusuke suppressed his impatience, raised his sword and said in a deep voice.

He believed that with the talent displayed by the other party, as long as he could grasp the key points, he would soon be able to sum up the meaning of the so-called "rhythm".

"Okay." Nuolan nodded after hearing this.

Yusuke's rough language had already caused sporadic thoughts to burst into his mind, leaving him in a state of confusion.

Watch the other person's demonstration again, maybe you can understand it clearly.

I saw Yusuke standing there, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing changing from heavy to light, from short to long, and the muscles on his body seemed to be faintly trembling with the change of breathing.

Immediately, the calf and right arm exerted force violently!

Whoosh——

The heavy wooden sword used for training was almost turned into a residual light by his swing.

The strong wind wrapped around the blade of the sword, enveloping it with a pale white shimmer, and drew an arc-shaped sword gang that spread outward in the air.

Nolan stood on the sidelines, watching Yusuke's movements without blinking.

While recording the opponent's movements in your mind, you should also compare them with the image of yourself using this style of Iai Slash, and observe the differences.

suddenly,

Nuolan couldn't help but be stunned.

A flash of surprise suddenly flashed across his originally serious gaze.
Chapter completed!