Chapter 181: March 7th Takes A Disciple
Koshiro sat on the cushion, and March 7th, Meng Huaifeng, and Kuina also sat in front of him respectively.
“The foundation of Isshin Style is the theory of all things’ breathing. All things have their breathing; perceive the breathing, steel has gaps, plants have spirits, ultimately achieving cutting iron without breaking cotton.”
Koshiro placed the Broken Blade that had been struck off by March 7th in front of him, then plucked a hair and placed it horizontally on the Broken Blade.
Koshiro closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Meng Huaifeng and the other two couldn’t help but widen their eyes, their breathing unconsciously holding as well.
“Swish!”
A flash of cold light passed, the Broken Blade broke into two sections again from the middle, but the hair on the Broken Blade remained intact.
“Wow, amazing!” March 7th exclaimed in admiration.
Koshiro’s face turned slightly pale, clearly this sword had consumed a lot.
Meng Huaifeng could also virtualize the Phantom Spear to achieve this, but the meaning was completely different.
Koshiro’s blade really passed through the hair, yet it wasn’t cut.
Setting aside destructive power, this move was indeed very impressive.
“Control the blade with the heart, cut what should be cut, protect what must not be damaged. When you can’t cut anything, that will also allow you to cut anything. This is the ultimate unified ideology of Isshin Style’s cutting all things and guarding will.”
“Unfortunately, my strength is limited, and I can only perform it to this degree, unable to apply it in actual combat. I hope you can carry it forward.” Koshiro said with some regret.
“I will!” March 7th guaranteed confidently.
Perceiving the breathing of all things, isn’t that just relying on intuition?
March 7th might be silly, but her intuition was very accurate.
If it were a theory that required thinking, March 7th might not necessarily learn it.
But this Sword Principle really suited March 7th.
Koshiro began teaching March 7th more methods on how to comprehend the breathing of all things.
Although this wasn’t Sword Technique, it was undoubtedly the core of Isshin Style.
Kuina didn’t understand, but still listened attentively.
Only Meng Huaifeng felt awkward; learning this was useless for him.
In his eyes, all things were code; learning that all things have breathing would conflict!
Moreover, his Phantom Spear could completely achieve the same effect.
Meng Huaifeng simply stared blankly at March 7th; March 7th with her little face serious was also very cute.
True transmission is one sentence, false transmission is ten thousand volumes of books.
In just over ten minutes, Koshiro had said everything that needed to be said; from now on, March 7th had to comprehend it herself.
Worried that March 7th wouldn’t remember after a long time, Meng Huaifeng extracted the video information and sent it to March 7th.
March 7th was about to go outside to try, when Koshiro couldn’t help but say embarrassedly: “Um, Miss March, could I take a look at your blade? I am not only a Swordsman, but also a Sword Forger.”
Although his forging skills weren’t outstanding, his father, Shimotsuki Koshiro, was a true forging Master.
When perceiving March 7th’s breathing, he sensed that March 7th’s weapon was ridiculously powerful, greater than the gap between an ordinary blade and a Supreme Grade Great Sword like Dōichi Monji.
If he had to describe it with one word, Koshiro could only crown it with the name of Divine Artifact.
For such a Divine Artifact, whether for a Swordsman or a Sword Forger, it would be strange not to want to examine it.
“Sword, it’s a sword! Here.” March 7th emphasized again, agreeing directly, and handed the Lapis Sword to Koshiro.
“It’s a sword, a good sword, truly a good sword. Such exquisite craftsmanship, toughness and sharpness both reached an unbelievable level, and the forging materials, what exactly are they…” Koshiro was like gaining a treasure, his squinted eyes opened to the maximum, almost sticking his eyes to the blade.
A scene suddenly appeared in Meng Huaifeng’s mind: the Golden Pool Elder borrowing Tang Monk’s cassock.
Shaking his head, Koshiro probably wouldn’t do something like borrowing without returning.
Moreover, with his own Heavenly Question Technique, no matter who took the Lapis Sword away and hid it where, it couldn’t escape his grasp.
Koshiro’s undignified appearance even made Kuina unable to bear watching, so she hurried out.
March 7th temporarily used that ordinary Long Sword and also went out to comprehend the breathing of all things.
During this time, Zoro ran back noisily to challenge Kuina again, then was defeated by Kuina.
March 7th tried to perceive the breathing of the Wooden Stake in front of her, then slashed with one sword along the weakest point of the breathing in her perception.
Clearly not using much force, the Wooden Stake was easily cut off, with an incredibly smooth cut surface.
Jingliu’s Sword Technique mainly emphasized violence: how to swing the sword faster, how to burst greater power from one portion of strength.
In short, faster, stronger, hit to death.
But due to her own personality, March 7th couldn’t perfectly unleash the power of this Sword Technique.
While Isshin Style’s Sword Principle taught March 7th how to find weaknesses.
March 7th combining the two was equivalent to attack plus critical hit.
Although the attack was somewhat weakened, the critical hit should match the power Jingliu’s Sword Technique was supposed to have.
As for whether Jingliu and Yan Qing learning this Sword Principle would make them stronger.
With Jingliu’s mad demeanor and Yan Qing’s impatient nature, did they seem like people who could calm down to perceive weaknesses?
They would only want to be faster and stronger; one sword not working, then another, area attack.
While you’re perceiving breathing, I’ve already slashed several swords, okay?
“Uncle Koshiro’s teaching is very useful to me. How about this, I’ll teach you Sword Technique.” March 7th felt she had taken advantage and was a bit embarrassed, saying to Kuina.
“Sister March, you’ve already taught me Internal Energy.” Kuina said somewhat flustered.
She felt she had received too much care from them, overwhelmed by favor.
“Oh, that’s not enough; Haki is no worse than it. Come, find an open place and I’ll teach you.” March 7th pulled Kuina and ran out of the Dojo.
Ever since telling March 7th about Kuina’s fate, March 7th had been even more concerned than himself. Meng Huaifeng shook his head and followed.
Arriving at the cliff where Kuina had trained before, March 7th began teaching Kuina Sword Technique.
Kuina’s foundation was very solid, no need to start from basics like March 7th had.
For a set of Swordsmanship, with normal comprehension, a few times through would suffice to learn it.
If still not learned after a few times, no doubt, you lack the talent to become stronger.
Meng Huaifeng leaned against the tree trunk, casually editing a piece of wood into the shape of an Amulet.
Then he stored the Power of Preservation in the Amulet; not much, as too much would overwhelm this ordinary material Amulet.
But it could withstand the strength of an emperor-level Strong Person’s strike.
No matter how Kuina died from falling down a three-meter ladder, whether her head hit a whetstone or Dōichi Monji fell and pierced her vital point.
Anyway, this Power of Preservation could definitely defend against it.
He edited a small trigger condition, and the Amulet was complete.
It would deactivate after triggering once.
Helping her survive one death tribulation, her fate afterward would depend on herself.
Night had fallen, the bright moon rising from the sea, becoming March 7th’s background.
“Next is the final move, watch closely; this move will be very cool.” March 7th said to Kuina.
Kuina watched March 7th’s movements without blinking.
March 7th leaped down the cliff, stepping on the sea surface to reach the open Sea.
“Illumination… Myriad Rivers!”
March 7th leaped high, countless cold lights pouring down like a storm; the sea surface just Ice Sealed by one sword qi was shattered by the next sword qi, repeating cyclically.
Meng Huaifeng found the most beautiful angle and photographed this scene.
Huh? When did he become March’s personal cameraman?
Whatever, not important; he shoots whenever he wants.
March 7th landed back on the cliff; the sea surface below had become a field of ice floes.
“Got it? You definitely won’t learn it in a short time; just remember it and comprehend slowly later.” March 7th sheathed her sword, exuding the demeanor of a grandmaster.
“I got it, Teacher March.” Kuina said seriously, and changed her address.
“Mm, disciple remembers. This set of Swordsmanship comes from the Cloudy Five Warriors of the Xianzhou, from Sword Champion Jingliu’s hand, who is your Grandmaster. You also have a Martial Uncle who is the Divine Strategy General Jing Yuan of Luofu Xianzhou, and senior brother Yan Qing.” As a new teacher, March 7th pretended to be mature, solemnly explaining the sect’s origin to Kuina.
Kuina nodded in confusion, but even after going to sea and traveling the Four Seas and Grand Line, she never found the names March 7th mentioned.
Until the Stellar Path between the two worlds opened and entering the Universe, Kuina learned how impressive her Background was.
Meng Huaifeng tossed the newly made Amulet to Kuina, saying: “Consider this your apprenticeship gift; it can save your life in a crisis, remember to carry it with you.”
“Mm, thank you, Martial Uncle Huai Feng.” Kuina said, but why was her apprenticeship gift from the Martial Uncle?
The teacher didn’t object either.
The group chat had already notified to gather at the Dock early tomorrow morning to set off; under Koshiro’s repeated reluctance, the two stayed overnight in the Isshin Dojo.
The light in Koshiro’s Room didn’t go out all night, and his father Koshiro was also in the Room.
Emmmm, even more so.
Early the next morning, Koshiro and Koshiro reluctantly returned the Lapis Sword to March 7th.
March 7th left Kuina a Mobile Phone enhanced by Meng Huaifeng with solar charging, so they could contact each other even when apart.
However, after the Train Crew left this Planet, before the Interstellar Peace Corporation’s Network coverage.
Contact would be temporarily impossible.
The Mobile Phone enhanced by Meng Huaifeng could connect via Destiny, but the premise was that both users had stepped on the same Destiny.
The two returned to the Dock and found everyone’s attire much simpler, though not too simple, after all, they still loved beauty.
A Xing bought a Captain’s Hat to wear on her head, with a curved blade at her waist, really looking like a valiant female Captain.
The Train Crew boarded the ship; A Xing stood at the bow and shouted: “Hoist the sails, set sail!”
Mm, learned smart; without the little ones, let her enjoy being Captain.
The howling sea wind made A Xing’s Trench Coat flap loudly; A Xing held her Hat to prevent the gale from blowing it away.
“Click.”
March 7th took a handsome photo of A Xing.
“Come fishing; today we’ll see who catches the biggest fish.” Meng Huaifeng called out.
Several fishing enthusiasts carried Fishing Rods to the ship’s side.
Meng Huaifeng, March 7th, Po Xiao, Zhu Zhuqing, a total of four people.
Dan Heng went underwater to salvage Treasure; for this kind of treasure-hunting game, A Xing loved it too much and insisted on diving together.
Himeko, Su Xiaoli, and Yan were sunbathing; Su Xiaoli occasionally brought a glass of Juice to the fishing folks, then stood behind Meng Huaifeng to watch for a while.
Meng Huaifeng suddenly felt a strong pull from the Fishing Rod, overjoyed—a fish was on!
No line paying out, reeling in, tiring the fish, etc.; the Train Crew didn’t care.
If Uncle Yang were here, he might disdainfully despise their technique, but here were all young people, not particular about that.
Imaginary Power enhanced the Fishing Rod and Fishing Line, just a hard yank.
What fish could compete in strength with them?
A Marlin over six meters long was flung aboard.
Placing the Marlin at the stern, from now on, any fish smaller than this would be released directly.
Only if bigger than this Marlin would they release the Marlin and keep the bigger one.
Po Xiao suddenly stood up and pulled, but regretfully it was just a small fish over four meters, directly released back to the sea.
A Xing surfaced from the distant sea, glanced at the four fishing, then dove back in.
A broken Table was taken by A Xing from the Train Ticket, hung on the Fish Hook, then A Xing tugged the Fishing Line.
“I got a bite too!” March 7th said happily.
March 7th yanked the rod; the easy feel made March 7th slightly disappointed—seemed like a small fish.
Only when fully pulled up did March 7th realize it wasn’t even a fish, but a broken Table!
“How could there be this thing in the Sea?” March 7th looked depressed.
Meng Huaifeng stroked his chin thoughtfully; their Fish Hooks went over ten meters deep into the sea surface—how could a Table appear in such a deep layer?
Tables would float on the sea surface.
Seeing March 7th, Po Xiao, and Zhu Zhuqing, the three illiterates think it normal, not reacting at all.
A sense of intellectual superiority arose spontaneously.
Next, March 7th started frequently pulling up things: Boxes, wooden buckets, water shoes, everything but fish!
“How is this possible…” March 7th even began doubting life.
A Sea King over seventy or eighty meters passed by; A Xing’s eyes lit up, pulled the Sea King over, and hung it on the Fish Hook.
But the Fish Hook was too small to hold; A Xing had to tie the Fishing Line to the Sea King.
March 7th tugged lightly with no expectation, but it didn’t move.
Harder, still didn’t move.
And it struggled.
“It’s alive! Not junk this time, and very heavy!” March 7th was overjoyed.
March 7th exerted full force, making the entire Justice from the Sky tilt slightly.
A huge shadow appeared under the ship.
“Something’s wrong, March, stop pulling!” Meng Huaifeng hurriedly said.
But it was too late; a Sea King bigger than Justice from the Sky was pulled out of the sea and smashed toward Justice from the Sky.
Massive seawater fell like rain on the ship, making a mess on board.
If ignored, Justice from the Sky would probably be smashed and sunk!
Meng Huaifeng hurriedly deployed a Firewall enveloping the entire ship.
The Sea King smashed onto the Firewall and slowly slid back into the sea.
The Fishing Line wrapped around it entered everyone’s view; undoubtedly, this wasn’t hooked but tied on!
“A Xing?”
This name instantly surfaced in everyone’s minds.
This one is called reputation!
