I’m In The Sea: Breathing On The Opening Day of Sign-In

"Your talents and aptitudes are completely sufficient, and the sword intent is already Master. You are far from the realm of the swordsman, but you don't have the arrogance to step into the realm of the swordsman."

"I have been deliberately suppressing your emotions, allowing your emotions to accumulate and accumulate, and finally burst out. I want to use this slash to let you experience firsthand what is a swordsman and what is the realm of slashing iron. ."

The flying squirrel looked at Ron with a complicated expression: "It's just that I didn't expect that you could cut this sword so quickly."

"Then I am now in the realm of the swordsman?"

Ron couldn't help asking.

Flying Squirrel shook his head: "It's so possible."

"That feeling is just a moment, it's fleeting, you just stepped into the realm of iron cutting in an instant, if you want to really..."

The flying squirrel hadn't finished speaking yet.

A slash swept past him.

The cigarette in his mouth fell into two pieces.

A crack of more than ten meters long appeared on the ground in front of him again.

"Is that so?"

"..................!"

The flying squirrel opened his mouth wide, his chin almost smashed the floor in shock.

"!!!"

"How can this be?!"

The tea dolphin saw this scene with his own eyes, and the staring eyes were about to come out.

Although Momousagi and Huoshaoshan have seen them once, they were shocked when they saw them again.

"That kid... really stepped into the realm of a swordsman."

The shocked flying squirrel looked at Ron with dull eyes, and his voice was trembling:

"You, you, you, you, how did you do it?!"

"Just as you said, remember that strong feeling, it burst out in an instant, and slashed out with the slash."

Ron looked at him and tilted his head.

"No, it's impossible. The emotion that you broke out before was obviously suppressed by me for two months. It has already erupted. How can it break out again?"

The flying squirrel was unbelievable.

Hearing what he said, Ron grinned at him:

"If I talk about anger, I can have as much as I want. Especially every time I see Mr. Flying Squirrel's face and this hairstyle, I can't help but...angry!"

"I feel that as long as you are here, Mr. Flying Squirrel, I can easily accumulate anger and become familiar with the explosive feeling."

Listening to his words, the flying squirrel's eyes gradually widened.

Under the dim moonlight.

Ron carried Raikiri, tilted his head, his eyes glowing red, and he seemed to be exuding a strong black and red ghost.

He tilted his head and grinned at the flying squirrel.

"The time is still there. Let me practice a few more times, Mr. Flying Squirrel."

Looking at Ron's red eyes and a weirdly brilliant smile, an inexplicable chill spread in the flying squirrel's heart, making his scalp numb and his hair horrified.

Could it be...What caused me trouble by suppressing him crazy for two consecutive months? !

Ron, whose eyes were glowing red, appeared in front of the flying squirrel, and cut with a knife.

It's just a simple chop, but the action is extremely simple and decisive, without any muddling.

After all, in the past two months, Ron has practiced this simplest slash no less than 100,000 times.

He also found out.

This kind of simplest, wide open slash, can best burst out one's own momentum and strength all at once.

This kind of simple slash is also the most close to the essence of kendo.

If you have been relying on the sword to fight the enemy, always thinking about how to improve the power of the sword, it will make Ron gradually deviate from the essence of kendo and embark on a flashy road.

The flying squirrel's guidance to Ron over the past two months can be regarded as correcting him, indicating the right direction for him to take the road of swordsmanship.

Although he knew in his heart that flying squirrels did help him a lot.

But Ron still didn't plan to let it go.

At least let him lie down a few times!

"Sine! (Die)"

Raikiri in Ron's hand made a perfect arc, slashing from top to bottom on the flying squirrel's raised knife.

Keng!

Accompanied by a sharp collision of blades, it sounded.

The two men clashed violently with swords.

The raging wind swept around the place where the two confronted, and the dust on the ground was stirred up.

Looking at the two Taoist figures constantly flickering on the No. 4 Harbor, holding their swords in opposition, there are two figures, one large and one small.

The slashes that the two wielded raged around, and the ground was chopped away one after another, causing constant gusts of wind.

Courtyard wall.

Seeing the dumb tea dolphin opened his mouth, dumbly said:

"I...I'm dreaming? That kid actually fought back and forth with flying squirrels?!"

Huoshaoshan touched his head and smiled bitterly.

"This is really... amazing."

After the shock, Momousagi Gion gradually calmed down, a pair of enchanting beautiful eyes staring at Ron who was constantly flashing in the court, regardless of defense, just blindly launching a stormy offensive toward the flying squirrel.

Looking at the flying squirrel who was so embarrassed by his offensive.

Momousagi couldn't help but bend her beautiful eyes slightly, and her mouth raised a charming smile.

"Ron... what a surprising little guy."

The battle between the two lasted for more than ten minutes, and the flying squirrel found an opportunity, Shi Zhan Shi left here, leaving only a word.

"I have nothing to teach you. From tomorrow, you won't use it."

"Huhuhu..."

Ron, holding Raikiri in his right hand, was lying on the bumpy No. 4 Harbor in a big font, with a big smile on his small face.

"Hahaha."

"Finally cut to that guy."

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the other side.

"Puff! Flying squirrel, your hair...hahaha."

Seeing the half-short dried moxi head of the flying squirrel, the tea dolphin couldn't help laughing. .

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