Real title: Fantasy Sword of Butterfly

The cloak behind Chen Yan was opened, and a delicate sword was suddenly revealed. This was not because he had always kept it in his pocket, but because he had learned a kind of hidden sword technique from his grandfather.

He did not focus on speed like ordinary swordsmen, but used a sword-drawing slash that ordinary people could not see clearly. He just drew it out slowly, but with a unique rhythm.

The black-haired sisters stared wide-eyed, but the scene in front of them surprised them. The surrounding scenery gradually blurred, and red-gold butterflies slowly appeared and flew all over the sky. They felt that they had never seen such a beautiful butterfly.

The sight made me stunned for a moment.

"It's a butterfly, such a beautiful butterfly." This is Weibull.

A butterfly suddenly fell on Heitong's head, and before she could react, the flying butterfly slowly dissipated and turned into starlight. She saw that Chen Yan was still standing there, seemingly not moving at all.

"Okay, come to your senses."

"...Brother Yan, is this grandpa's sword?" Heitong asked hurriedly, "It's really beautiful."

"That's right, with butterflies as the artistic conception and illusion as the essence, this is his phantom sword. But, Black Eyes, haven't you noticed yet?"

"What?"

Chen Yan spread his left hand and saw a black hair on the palm of his hand.

Black Tong was puzzled, but Chi Tong was shocked and quickly reacted: "Is this Black Tong's hair? Could it be just now...?"

Seeing that the black pupils still looked a little cute, Chen Yan smiled and said, "The moment you saw the butterfly, the outcome was already determined."

Seeing that he was being teased, Heitong pouted to express his grievance, but he still thought about it and recalled the situation just now.

"Okay, if you don't understand, ask me again. As I said before, what suits you is the best."

"Teacher Yan!" Chitong raised his hand.

"Classmate Chitong, please speak." Chen Yanyile said.

"Teacher, what level is your swordsmanship at now?"

"Well, to be precise, I should be considered a swordsman."

"Wow!" The friends were all surprised. After all, he once briefly popularized the knowledge of swordsmanship in the One Piece world. Of course, he also brought in some personal information (personal opinions).

Not to mention those trainee swordsmen who are still laying the foundation, the first stage of a real swordsman is when the swordsmanship has been mastered and the swordsmanship has formed its own style.

After taking this long step, you can initially feel the breath of all things, understand how to cut iron, wield sword energy, and reach the realm of a swordsman.

Then there are the more powerful great swordsmen, who use domineering energy and have a deeper understanding of the breath of all things, and can kill things harder than iron. Hawkeye is obviously one of the best.

The last one is more mysterious. It's called "No Slash". The sword can be moved at will. When you want to slash, diamonds won't be able to withstand its edge. When you don't want to, even paper won't be cut open. It's a bit idealistic.

Anyway, it sounds pretty cool, right?

But now Chen Yan, relying on his innate body with all channels connected, absorbing Master Li's spiritual foundation and continuous hard training over the past year, his physical fitness is no longer what it was before.

Although this is still a relatively average level among swordsmen in the pirate world, it is already beyond ordinary swordsmen. So what is left is the one who feels the breath of all things.

In fact, logically speaking, it is impossible for him to reach the realm of swordsman in one year, not to mention that he became a monk halfway and learned from memory.

The reason why he is so cheating is because he does have extraordinary understanding (he thinks he does). This is undeniable, but the most important reason is the innate skill he has awakened: super intuition.

The talent directly under the leadership of Vongola shocked him. Not only did it make it easier for him to see the breath of all things and touch the lines in them, but now it also allowed him to explore the domineering power of seeing and hearing colors.

If the swordsman's iron-cutting technique is about seeing, then the seeing-and-hearing haki technique is about listening. Unlike super-intuition, they are more proactive in the initial stage and need to be activated subjectively.

The power of seeing, hearing, color and domineering can only be used freely if you are in a calm mental state.

Super-intuition, on the other hand, is a natural passivity. It is a bit like Saber Arturia's intuition in Fate, and a bit like the revelation of Ruler Joan of Arc.

Moreover, the images that are sometimes sensed in the dark seem to be both the past and the future. If Bai Lan has the spatial talent to see through parallel time and space, then the super-intuitive sense should be time.

This is a bit like echoing the saying "our time is engraved on the ring".

"Well, after all, my talent is so good, there is really nothing I can do about it."

Chen Yan had a look of helplessness on his face, which made the corners of the black-haired sisters' mouths twitch, but the fighting spirit in their hearts was even stronger. We will definitely follow you.

Looking at their expressions, Chen Yan felt a little relieved and looked at Weibull again: "Weibull, is there anything you want to ask?"

Weibull shook his head blankly: "Weibull is stupid and can't even understand."

Chen Yan didn't scold him. This gentle "little fat guy" couldn't speak even if he didn't understand. He was just bored, not wanting to disturb his discussions with his two smart sisters.

"It's okay. Sometimes, just remembering the most important things is enough." Chen Yan patted him gently, soothing his heart.

"Weibull, what you have to do is very simple. Eat and sleep with your knife. Never leave your body for a moment. Treat it like us, your family and your partner."

In this way, the knife will definitely respond to your innocent heart, Chen Yan thought to himself.

"Oh~oh, big brother, do you also need it when you poop?"

"Uh..." Chen Yan choked, and the red-eyed and black-eyed man could not help but snicker.

"Then put it aside first, and remember to wash your hands after going to the toilet, otherwise it would be bad if you make your partner unhappy, right?"
Chapter completed!