The day after eating Natsuki's special hotpot, he carried the Lanying Knife and went to the training ground to practice sword skills as usual, and Kusuke Maruse had never appeared all day.

Xia Shu had long expected this. After all, he grasped the spicy food just right. Except for him who was used to it, most of the others were sour when they were spicy when they were eaten, and then they were still thinking about it or dared not taste it again.

Mastering such a method of making delicious food, if you don’t become a ninja, you can make a lot of money by opening a hot pot restaurant. Unfortunately, he is not determined to be here, but he holds golden sand in his hand and allows him to flow down from his fingers.

The sunset tilted to the end, and the heavy mountains in the distance were coated with a layer of golden light. The summer tree closed its sword with a ritual sense, and then let out a long breath.

This seems unnecessary, but in fact... it is indeed unnecessary. But Kusuke Maruhee told him that if he practices the basics, he should have a beginning and an end, that is, "starting" is the beginning and "receiving the sword" is the end. Such a sincere teaching of his predecessors should not be disobeyed.

Wiping off the sweat beads hanging on the forehead, Xia Shu walked to the training ground, put down the ninja knife and grabbed the water cup, and drank a large gulp.

"Hu!" He let out a long sigh, picked up the empty lunch box and water cup with his ninja knife, and then planned to go home.

As before, before practicing basic swordsmanship, he consumed all his chakra. At this moment, of course, fatigue and hunger came up. He just wanted to have a hot pot meal at the bottom of the hot pot to keep his belly.

I'm afraid that only I can taste such a wonderful taste.

He felt regret and secret joy in his heart, and then he became as anxious as the wind. Perhaps this was the joy of eating alone!

Just as he was about to see the outline of the courtyard called Home, a tired but exciting voice vaguely heard from the distance. He couldn't help but stop and look at him, but only saw a green back disappearing from his sight.

"That's...Miteday?" He raised his eyebrows, and suddenly his stomach rumbling again, interrupting his thoughts. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, retracted his gaze and continued to walk home. "It seems that this is where his cultivation route passes, so masks will be indispensable in the future. Now, let's fill your stomach!"

...

The rising sun gradually rises to the high altitude, shining on the remote training ground.

In the hollow space in the field, the handsome young man stood with a sword in a standard posture, his back was straight, his arms were naturally drooping, and the ninja knife in his palm was tilted upwards, pointing to the sky at the tip of the knife.

Seeing this, Maruhei Kosuke, who was walking around the corner from a distance, saw this, and he smiled satisfied on his face. He stepped outside the training ground, stood and watched for a while, and felt more and more good.

"The basics of sword skills are not just about holding a sword, so the next step is to practice." When the young man pulled his sword and took off his steps to breathe, he said warmly at the right time.

"Master." Natsuki had noticed the arrival of Maruseki Kosuke before, but yesterday he saw Maitai, which made him simple self-discipline in groupings of sword-holding and standing posture. The time limit was not yet reached.

After saying hello, he immediately asked in confusion: "Pace? After holding the sword and standing posture, shouldn't it be the next step to swing the knife?"

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Maruhei Kosuke did not directly reject it, but asked in a guided manner.

After thinking a little, Xia Shu realized this and then understood why the next step is to practice rather than swing the knife.

Well, if you look for the reasons, then there are too many. The simplest and most direct one is the concept of "no matter how powerful the knife is, it will be in vain if you can't cut someone."

Seeing the young man's brows relaxed, Maruseki Kosuke felt a little disappointed. He had never served as a teacher before, but it was his first experience of the gardener who imparted knowledge to his younger generation and witnessed his growth.

"Well, it seems that you understand." He nodded with a smile, and said, "The pace is not difficult, you can master it simply. Then you should practice as you said, swing your sword, but you must go hand in hand with the pace."

"Yes, master." Xia Shu responded respectfully.

"Haha! Come and eat, I've packed the ramen." Marusheng Kosuke said with a smile, lifting up the ramen in his hand and swaying it slightly.

When Natsuki heard the word "ramen", he couldn't help but think of Yili, but unfortunately, the one that Maruhei Kosuke did not bring was hand-made Yili ramen.

"Ichijo is overflowing." Maruhei Kosuke shook his head and said helplessly: "That magazine is highly respected in the world, so I am afraid that Hei Yu will not be able to fulfill his invitation in recent days."

"He can't escape!" Xia Shu clenched his fists and snorted coldly, pretending to be indignant.

Even for a cruel profession like ninja, a young man must have a degree of success. Appropriate disguise can reduce the doubts of others, and then gradually become familiar with and accept them.

After a while of rest after the meal, Xia Shu sat cross-legged on the pile target and extracted and restored chakra from the food energy that had just been replenished. This was not a quick process.

Maruhei Kosuke was waiting quietly. After a moment, maybe a little bored, he walked to the bleak bare tree in the training ground beside him and picked up a wooden stick, waved it a few times.

Click!

The wooden stick made a broken crisp sound, and the upper half flew out directly.

In response, Maruhei Kosuke shook his head, then straightened his waist and raised his head, and his squinting eyes slightly opened a gap. In the blue sky in his sight, a trace of a hawk falcon was quickly passing by like a black line.

The next moment, he grabbed a piece of tree branch that was still glowing with green color and pulled it off with a click.

He broke the branches and threw them away, and he waved them again like a sword.

Whoosh!~ Whoosh!~

The tree branches that remain resilient slash through the air, making a slight but obvious sound.

This time, Maruseki Kosuke nodded slightly and felt quite satisfied.

When Natsuki opened his eyes and saw the tree branch Kusuke holding the tree branch, he instantly "foreseeed" the future, and the cliff of the tree branch was prepared for him!

Maruseki Kosuke smiled "kindly", and the tree branch disappeared from Natsuki's sight with his back hands, but this did not make him feel at ease.

"Are you ready?" Marusheng Kosuke asked with a smile.

"Yes." Xia Shu nodded and replied.

"That's good." Maruhee Kosuke smiled even more, nodded and suddenly raised his arm and made a "please" gesture, "Since that's the case, then take two steps."

"Master..." Xia Shu wanted to speak but stopped, and finally sighed. He knew that he was about to be beaten, but he always had to pay a price when learning skills, right?

He was about to step on, but Maruhei Kosuke suddenly stopped and said, "Put out the sword, hold it in a standard posture, and then walk again. This can be regarded as laying the foundation for the practice of wielding the sword."

"Yes, master." Xia Shu had to obey. Can he also temper his mind with a knife?

This was just a random thought. After all, no matter what, he did not need to wave his sword at Maruseki Kosuke.

Bang!
Chapter completed!