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"Would you like to come in and sit down? There's some leftover fruit from yesterday in the fridge."
"Well, excuse me."
Zenin Maki took off her shoes and walked into the house.
"It's okay. We are all classmates anyway. There's no such thing as disturbing or not disturbing."
Xia Luoluo didn't close the door. He put the lunch box on the table and started eating. Looking at Zenin Maki who was sitting on the bed, he asked, "Maki, you came here just to give me a meal?"
Zenin Maki glanced at Xia Luo and asked in an undeniable tone: "Is it not possible?"
"How could it be impossible? You saved my life. If you had come any later, I would have starved to death."
"Humph!"
Zenin Maki snorted and got down to business: "Can you really beat Fushiguro Megumi? You're not bragging, are you?"
"A little bit. After all, it's so embarrassing to lose to a junior."
"..."
"I really admire you. You are usually quite shameless, but why did you act so impulsively today?"
Looking at Xia Luosi eating noodles in an immersive way, Zenin Maki felt a sense of disappointment. He was so desperate, yet he could still eat. Then he slapped him and asked, "How confident are you?"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Xia Luo, who was interrupted while eating noodles, almost choked to death. He stretched out four fingers and said, "Four... Four percent. If you can teach me swordsmanship today, it will be fifty percent."
"Fifty percent? Never mind. My swordsmanship is a bargain for you. Follow me. If you lose, don't blame me for looking down on you."
Zenin Maki said and dragged Xia Luoluo away.
"Wait, I haven't finished eating yet!"
Xia Luoche held the lunch box and started to eat ravenously. He didn't feel hungry before, but when he saw the food, he felt hungry unconsciously. In addition, he had vomited everything in his stomach due to nausea in the morning, so he was starving at this moment.
"There's no rush to eat after you finish learning. If I wasn't afraid that you would lose and bring shame to our people, I wouldn't teach you swordsmanship."
Zenin Maki didn't give him any chance to refute, put on her shoes and walked out of the room.
……
In the training ground.
Xia Luo sat aside and watched Zenin Maki waving the long sword in front of him quickly, and the Sharingan was recording everything.
Although he would never know if it was effective without actual practice, his body at the moment clearly did not allow him to do so. He could only record and recall, letting these become instincts of his brain.
There are no fancy techniques; each move is so simple and unpretentious. Yet, these alone are full of a powerful texture.
Different from the naginata's desperate and aggressive swing, Zenin Maki at this moment seemed to be teaching him how to create opportunities for counterattack while defending.
As expected of a master of mantras, Zenin Maki.
What is taught is simple and easy to understand. If you can apply it flexibly, the winning rate will not only be 50%, but 60%.
After all, everything is in vain under these eyes. The reason for the low winning rate is that the physical strength and magic power are too little, and Fushiguro Megumi is also a summoner, so it is easy to be pulled and cause a shortage of magic power in the body.
……
Day two.
As the sound of "ding-ling-ling" rang in his ears, Xia Luoluo opened his eyes and looked at the rising sun outside the window. He stood up and moved his body a few times, and found that he was no longer as sore as yesterday.
He sighed, "My body has recovered quite well. After today's practical training, I will have a sparring match with Fushiguro Megumi tomorrow. To be honest, I'm looking forward to it!"
After putting on his clothes and washing up briefly, he picked up the long knife on the table and went out.
Perhaps because of yesterday, everyone who was still sleeping was now up early for training, with only Panda sitting aside and shouting "Come on!"
Looking at the three people running around the training ground, Xia Luo wanted to go back and see if the alarm clock was set to the wrong time. Zenin Maki was known to get up early, so Otsutsukoshi Yuta and Inumaki Satoru could be considered to have trained in advance.
Panda, you don’t exercise, so why do you get up early just to cheer them on?
"..."
What a loss.
"Hey! You're really late. You're the only one missing. Hurry up and follow the main group!"
The panda waved and shouted.
"You have no right to criticize me if you don't run! And I got up very early!"
After Xia Luoluo retorted, he put his sword on the ground, stretched his body a few times, and then ran after the three men.
After running five laps to warm up, it was the so-called practical training. This is also the reason why Panda, Youtai, and Ji got up so early. They wanted to see the strength of Xia Luoshe.
"How long do you think Luo can last under Maki?"
Panda asked in a low voice.
Yuta Otsutsuki recalled how he was beaten before, and considering that Xia Luoshe's actual combat talent was better than his, he said uncertainly: "Ten minutes?"
"Muyu flower."
Inugami Ji said in a negative tone.
"Usually combat training doesn't last as long as ten minutes. Maki didn't use extra strength in order to teach you, otherwise you would have been defeated in an instant, Yuta."
As soon as the panda finished explaining, Gojuanji echoed:
"Salmon."
"Eh! Is that so? Kind of sad T_T."
Yuta Otsutsukoshi looked at the two people in the center of the field, his eyes full of longing. He pinched the ring on his right ring finger and whispered, "Rika, I will definitely dissolve your curse and set you free."
In the field.
Both of them were holding long swords and looking at each other. This was a contest between "teacher and apprentice", and also a necessary tempering on Xia Luo's path to growth.
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As a breeze blew by, Zenin Maki suddenly exerted force on her legs and feet and rushed straight forward like an arrow.
coming!
Xia Luoshi's heart was filled with alarm, his scarlet Sharingan was revealed to everyone, he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and swung it with all his might.
I had read the things that Zenin Maki taught me yesterday hundreds of times in my mind and they had already formed my body memory.
When to swing the knife and what to do all came to mind.
Just follow your instinct at this moment!
"Dang! Dang! Dang..."
A crisp sound rang in everyone's ears, and the first collision between the two surprised the three people watching on the side.
They are actually equally matched!
Zenin Maki's eyes were sharp, and he swung his sword at an extremely tricky angle, but he still couldn't break his defense. In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh at Xia Luoluo's abnormality. There were so many things that you couldn't learn just by wanting to.
Although she learns pretty fast...
But her extraordinary athletic talent and strong physique are her innate abilities.
Although he has learned well, he still needs to be severely suppressed!
"when!"
The power has become stronger!
Faced with this sudden feeling of oppression, Xia Luoze was forced to kneel on one knee on the ground. At this moment, apart from using the cursed power to open the Sharingan, he did not use it to strengthen his body.
And this is the significance of actual combat. Only a strong physical fitness can sustain high-intensity combat. After all, he has very little cursed power in his body. Once it is used up, he won’t know how he died!
"That won't work? Your body is really weak!"
Zenin Maki's voice echoed in his ears. These words seemed to have touched a sore spot, leaving Xia Luo with mixed feelings.
I'm really sorry that I'm weak...
If there was no systematic reinforcement, I would have rolled on the ground.
No, maybe his hand is broken.
But this is just the beginning!
"I haven't lost yet!"
Veins bulged on Xia Rishi's forehead, and he slowly stood up under the strong pressure from Zenin Maki.
Just as he stood up to prove that he was not weak, he was kicked out with one foot. Zenin Maki complained: "If you didn't lose, then you didn't lose. Why are you shouting so loudly?"
……
"The atmosphere here is great, isn't it?"
Gojo Satoru said with a smile while standing in the dormitory building and watching everyone on the training ground.
"Yeah, but that's why you knocked on my door for two minutes? It's only 5:50 in the morning. Don't bother me if you don't sleep."
Fushiguro Megumi stared at Gojo Satoru with malicious eyes. He was sleeping well, but he was like a sick person, banging on the door and yelling in the early morning. If I can beat him, I will definitely kill him!
"Hey, young man, don't be so angry. Early to bed and early to rise will make you healthy. After all, I am your future teacher."
"Aren't you teaching them? If the first graders take over next year, won't you be too busy?"
"No, by the time they reach the second grade, everything that needs to be taught has been taught. Then I can send them off by giving them a few tasks to exorcise cursed spirits, and then I'll have time to teach you. How's that? Isn't it a relief?"
"..."
If I were a freshman at this moment, I would probably cut you.
Megumi Fushiguro looked at the two people fighting back and forth in the training ground and remained silent.
I have boasted so much, I cannot lose tomorrow no matter what.
"I'm going back to sleep."
"So fast?"
Gojo Satoru glanced at Fushiguro Megumi who was leaving and said, "Don't be so arrogant. Sometimes you can increase your chances of winning by testing your own strength. After all, everyone can fall into trouble."