Number One Player of Time and Space Chapter 1178: Wife Swordsman Miyajima Tsubaki

Miyajima Dojo, the courtyard of the back house.

Luo Jie caressed the [Vanity Magic Blade] that had already turned into a ring, and reached out to take the bamboo sword for practice from "Miyajima Tsubaki".

Concentrated and calm, deliberately suppressed the output of skills to a level slightly higher than that of ordinary people, and struck out a "Secret Sword · Obscure Sword" like lightning.

"Oh?"

The "Kiichiro Miyajima" who came to observe him let out a small sigh, as if a faint light flashed across his old eyes that could not always be opened.

Next, "Starburst·Square Slash", "Breath of Flame·Rise of Summer", "Breath of Love·Cat's Foot Love Wind", "God of Fire Kagura·Bone Burning Sun", "Profound Truth·Arc Moon Slash" And "Profound Truth: Slashing Steel Flash"...

After finishing all the skills that can be demonstrated with ordinary moves, Luo Jie stood still and adjusted his breathing, and handed the bamboo knife back to "Miyajima Tsubaki".

"Wonderful!" "Kiichiro Miyajima" suddenly clapped his hands, his wrinkled old face showed undisguised approval, "Although I can't see what genre you are, Ye Mojun, but like you There are basically no young people who can use multiple nirvana in one go..."

"Miyajima Tsubaki" also showed admiration in surprise, with a smile in her beautiful eyes, she gently stroked the hair next to her ears and said, "Sure enough, as Sakura said, Lord Ye Mo's swordsmanship is very high. ...So, what question do you want to ask?"

"Not long ago, I found that something was wrong with my state. I used to use smooth swordsmanship, but suddenly felt a little difficult, and sometimes it was as strange as it was the first time I used it."

Luo Jie sincerely expressed his doubts.

"Kiichiro Miyajima" looked surprised, and asked first: "Oh? Is this feeling especially serious when changing moves?"

It seems that I really found the right place.

Luo Jie nodded and said, "Yes, it's not as smooth as before, but I can't see any difference from the past through the video."

"Unexpectedly, Ye Mojun can touch this realm at such a young age."

"Kiichiro Miyajima" squeezed his chin and couldn't help sighing, as if immersed in some memories.

Luo Jie couldn't help but look at "Miyajima Tsubaki". Fortunately, this beautiful married swordsman doesn't have the bad habit of talking to himself. Feeling is not a bad thing, on the contrary, it is a precursor to "enlighten the sword". "

"Sword Enlightenment?"

"Exactly... If I'm not mistaken, Lord Yemo, your sword skills are very messy. They shouldn't come from the same school, right? There are probably three or four types of sword skills?"

With Luo Jie's confirmation, "Miyajima Tsubaki" continued: "Any martial skill is a process from imitation to mastery, but mastery is not the end of martial arts, on the contrary, this is the real starting point."

"Just like shoes will change the shape of your feet after wearing them for a long time, and they will also become your own shape when you practice martial arts a lot."

"Ye Mojun, your current state is that your muscle memory has already noticed the mismatch between your original martial arts and your own state, and you are trying to make adjustments to turn other people's martial arts into your own martial arts."

What "Miyajima Tsubaki" said gave Luo Jie a sense of enlightenment.

The term "Enlightenment Sword" may be somewhat metaphysical, but it is very easy to understand if it is replaced by another term - he has inadvertently entered the state of "derivative skills".

This opportunity came quite abruptly. Luo Jie guessed that it might be because the title of [Knife Maniac] improved his suitability for sword weapons, coupled with the quantitative change to qualitative change, but in general, this Definitely a good thing.

"So, what should I do? Ms. Miyajima, can you give me some hints?"

"Miyajima Tsubaki" smiled wryly: "Mr. Yemo was joking, the realm of "Sword Enlightenment" is hard to come by. The ultimate goal of a master... I have just mastered my own genre, so how dare I give you advice? "

After a short pause, she suddenly said: "However, after watching your martial arts performance just now, Lord Yemo, I still have a little personal thought, which may be for your reference."

"Please speak."

"Miyajima Tsubaki" sorted out his language a little bit, and said: "It is mentioned in the classics left by the ancestor of the Miyajima family that the process of "Enlightenment Sword" is like melting a sword into steel and recasting it. Sinosteel's formula is not static, and you can mix other things according to your own needs... Ye Mojun, your sword skills are complicated and unsystematic, why don't you take this opportunity to save the chaff from the original sword skills and create new ones? How about creating a set of personal genres that are exclusive to you? "

Luo Jie's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have grasped something in his mind.

"Thank you, Ms. Miyajima, for your reminder. If it's good today, it will explode in the future."

"Miyajima Tsubaki" hastily bowed back, waved his hand and said, "I'm just expressing my thoughts, whether I can help Ye Mojun or not, it's too much to say kindness... It's a pity that we Miyajima There are too many ancient books lost by the family, otherwise there might be notes about "Enlightenment Sword". "

"Kiichiro Miyajima" also came back from the state of reminiscence at this moment, took over the topic and said: "No way, our Miyajima family is only a third-rate small sword sect after all, and it is already a very long time since the war-torn era. Fortunately, after all, they are not comparable to the rich and powerful families of the "Kaobi family". "

The Kusakabe family?

Luo Jie only felt that the name seemed to be a bit impressive, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

However, he did not continue to ask about this topic. If this is really a clue to a side mission, then more detailed information should be found from other channels.

"Old Mr. Miyajima, Ms. Miyajima, thank you both for your help. Let me take my leave. I will come to visit you another day."

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After Luo Jie left, "Kiichiro Miyajima" picked up the bamboo sword on the ground and sighed deeply.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?" "Miyajima Tsubaki" looked over with strange eyes.

"To be honest, after seeing that young man just now, I regret marrying you to Zong You, that worthless bastard."

"Father—" "Miyajima Tsubaki" blushed, and said coquettishly, "Sakura is seventeen years old, why do you still say such things?"

"Kiichiro Miyajima" took the hand of "Tsubaki Miyajima", patted it comfortingly, and said, "It's all my fault, when I was young, I thought loyalty was the first priority, and I made this marriage for you without considering your feelings." ...Actually, I already knew about the fact that you and that **** have been living apart."

"Miyajima Tsubaki" froze, forced a smile and said: "It's nothing, Zongyou and I have been fine..."

"Seventeen years without a second child, do you really think I'm Lao Hutu?"

"Kiichiro Miyajima" slammed the bamboo sword on the floor, and the aura of calmness made "Tsubaki Miyajima" slowly lower his head.

Facing his beloved daughter ~IndoMTL.com~ the old man is unwilling to be too harsh, not to mention that there is still a part of his responsibility in it, so he can only shake his head and sigh: "I know you are for Sakura... If you I really don't have the idea of ​​divorce, at least don't wrong yourself, find someone you like, and talk about a love that doesn't need results."

"Miyajima Tsubaki"'s beautiful eyes widened in an instant, and she couldn't imagine that her always rigid father would say such a thing.

"It's still the same sentence, don't think I don't know anything." "Kiichiro Miyajima" snorted coldly, "That kid Zongyou can go to Kabukicho to buy jokes, why should I let my daughter suffer Wronged?"

"But...Mr. Ye Mo is already married."

"I didn't mention him either." "Kiichiro Miyajima" grinned with a playful expression.

"Dad——!"

"Miyajima Tsubaki" stomped her feet in embarrassment, threw down the bamboo sword, turned and ran out of the courtyard, a trace of struggle suddenly flashed in her confused expression.