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Chapter 125: The Flying Cherry Blossoms

These two short sentences were like a bell ringing in Turtle Dove's heart.

Years of obsession have shaken her will? Is that so?

The long-term assassination mission has affected her original intention of holding a sword? Is that so?

For the first time in her life, she tasted defeat in kendo, which shattered the self-confidence she had built up. Is that right?

Ikaruga asked himself, maybe this is really the case? As he thought about it, the sword in his hand could not help but waver.

At this moment, Disper spoke again: "What's wrong? Are you shaken in your heart?"

Ikaruga did not respond, and Disper ignored her and just said to himself: "I have been called a swordsman genius since I was a child. Everyone who saw me using a sword said that I was the best swordsman they had ever seen.

The strongest swordsman said that I am self-taught without a teacher and was born to become a legend of swordsmanship!"

Disper's words attracted Turtledove's attention.

"But these talents they talk about, in my opinion, are commonplace things and not worth mentioning at all."

These words were a bit Versailles, but Turtle Dove listened patiently, wanting to hear what Dispere had to say.

"Draw the sword, swing the sword, and put the sword away. Until I was 12 years old, I always used these three moves to fight. At first, I used a branch that I broke, then a thick stick I picked up, and then a harder one.

The iron rod, the broken sword... By the time I reacted, I was called the best swordsman in the kingdom!"

"They say I'm a miraculous person, but in fact I don't know anything about swordsmanship. I just wave my sword in order to survive!"

Ikaruga was silent after hearing this, thinking that no wonder this guy's swordsmanship was so strange. It turned out to be honed in many life-and-death fights.

"The more I fight, the more confused I feel. After every victory, I ask myself, 'Why are you wielding the sword now?' At first it was to survive, and later it was to be the 'First Swordsman'.

A name, but is this really what I want? It seems not!"

"If I can't get the answer when I ask myself, I will ask others, but others can't answer my question, so I can only keep searching, keep asking, asking and searching..."

Speaking of this, Disper suddenly became a little excited, and his whole body seemed to be filled with light: "It wasn't until I met those guys who were aloof and didn't treat people as human beings that I had some guesses. Maybe my sword was for

Existing of love and justice!”

turtledove:"……"

Are your thoughts changing a little too quickly? Also, are you a child about love and justice?

What she didn't know was that Dispere was indeed in his second year of high school at that time.

"With this idea in mind, I taught those guys a lesson, and I didn't care even if I was punished for it. During that time when I had a goal to strive for, I could feel that my sword was sharper!"

"Unfortunately, I soon lost my goal again because I found that I was not a person who wields a sword for protection and peace, so I came here to find the answer."

Ikaruga: ‘Hey, you’ve given up too quickly! Also, which way is this?’

"The strong men here all use magic, and there are too few pure swordsmanship masters. But this novel fighting method made me feel happy from the bottom of my heart. Even the speed of swinging the sword became faster. Until that moment,

I finally understood the reason why I am still wielding a knife now!"

Turtle Dove asked aloud: "What is it?"

She felt that the person in front of her said so much just for the next words.

"There is no special reason, I just think that swordsmanship is fun!"

Ikaruga was silent again after hearing this. Swordsmanship is fun? Is that why you are still swinging your sword now? What a mess!

"Do you think it's incredible? Or do you think this reason is not sufficient?" Disper said with a smile, "But it is really just such a simple reason."

"It's not a means of survival, it's not a resounding reputation, it's not for love and justice, it's not to leave a legend in the way of swordsmanship, it's just that it's fun, so I will continue to use the sword."

"I was amused by my idea at the time, but later I thought about it, isn't this what those guys often talk about, the original intention of swordsmanship?"

Ikaruga seemed to understand but murmured to himself: "Is this the original intention of kendo?"

Does this person want to use his own experience to tell himself that he has lost his original intention of using a sword?

"I don't know either!" Disper said, "Anyway, I felt that my strength had improved significantly after that. I enjoyed every battle. It felt like I had let go and figured it out.

, it was pulled out, and it felt like breaking free from the restraints, which made me feel so comfortable all over."

'Wait a minute, did something weird get mixed in just now?'

Not noticing the strange look in Ikaruga's eyes, Dispere was still immersed in his speech: "In order to play...ah, no, in order to respect my opponent, I started to give my sword-swinging skills one name after another, what Wuji

Endless Silence, Sun Marks, Moon Breaking Stars Fall, Fire Refining Water, Wind Soul Chaos, but in fact the names of these moves are not fixed, just call out whichever one comes to mind during the battle."

turtledove:"……"

"Speaking of which, your sword move names should not be called casually. Until now, except for me, everyone seems to have a move name corresponding to a single move. I don't know why they still spend so much brainpower thinking of what to use in battle.

trick."

Ignoring the second half of the sentence, Ikaruga replied: "Yes, Mugetsu-ryu's sword skills each have their own move names. These sword moves were created after hundreds of battles and were learned after hard work, so remember

Remembering the name of each move is not only a respect for the predecessors, but also a responsibility for oneself."

"Well... that's understandable - so, after I've said so much, have you found your original intention now?"

Ikaruga closed her eyes, kept her breath introverted, and said, "No! Not at all!"

Disper: "..."

What a waste of saliva!

"But... now, I can face the next failure calmly!"

The eyes that opened again were full of determination and magnanimity. They were completely different eyes from before!

Disper praised it: "This is the look a swordsman should have!"

The turtle dove walked forward, no longer as graceful as when he first appeared, and completely giving up the pride he had before.

'Now, why am I wielding the sword? My dead mentor? Wu Yueliu's mission? Years of persistence? Or this sword in my hand? It seems that it is not for these reasons...'

Seeing the opponent approaching, Kira also slowly put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and the two made a clear friction sound.

"No moon flow..."

'Saw it!'

"Sakura Zhan!"

As if traveling through space, the distance of three meters jumped in an instant. The two figures were facing each other in the last moment, and then swapped places in the next moment.

Ikaruga turned its back to Disper, leaned forward in a chopping motion, and seemed to chop out countless cherry blossoms with the long sword in its hand.

Dispere's back was facing Turtle Dove, his movements remained unchanged, as if he had not moved even a step from beginning to end. The long sword was completely retracted into its scabbard, and the sword and scabbard made a crisp collision sound. It was exactly "draw the sword, swing the sword"

, the last step in "putting the knife away".

"One sword style, Ihe, kill everyone!"

Stab!

Sword marks emerged from Ikaruga's body, more than two inches long from her left shoulder to her right abdomen, slicing through her chest-high kimono, leaving cruel wounds on her snow-white skin, and blood sprayed out.

"Very beautiful cherry blossoms!" Disper praised, and then walked forward without looking back. The book said that real men never look back to see the results of their battles.

"Thank you for the compliment! Uh-huh——"

Ikaruga fell down with a plop. Before she fell into coma, a scene from many years ago flashed through her eyes. It was her first day of learning swordsmanship.

In spring, cherry blossoms are flying.

------Digression-----

Yesterday I read the comic and found that the god was pulled out to whip the corpse again. It seems that the hole for the other four dragon crystals is to be filled. Originally, I wanted the protagonist to step on him to get the upper hand. Fortunately, I haven't written it yet, otherwise I would have been rear-ended.

Face.

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