Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

Kirito stood to the side, a look of surprise gradually appearing in his eyes.

He had only thought Xiaoxing was serious, but he hadn't expected the child to have such a strong memory and ability to imitate!

It's important to understand that even adults with a basic understanding of the subject may not be able to perfectly replicate it in one go.

Could it be that my disciple truly possesses a sword-wielding body and is a once-in-a-million swordsmanship prodigy?

Kirito muttered to himself.

After Xiaoxing finished the last sword-sheathing movement, her chest rose and fell slightly, clearly indicating that she was a little tired.

But she still looked up at Kirito with hopeful yet nervous eyes: "Master, how...how did I do?"

Kirito suppressed his surprise and said seriously, "For your first time, it's already quite good, but there are still quite a few mistakes. You need to practice more."

"I understand, Master!" Xiaoxing nodded earnestly immediately.

Over the next period of time, Kirito began to correct Sachi's movements again and again.

Asuna and Yui wisely refrained from disturbing them.

Asuna picked various wildflowers from the grass and sat down to slowly weave them into a wreath. Yui sat next to her and occasionally handed her a small flower she liked.

Once the wreath was finished, Asuna gently placed it on Yui's head.

Yes, Yui is indeed very cute.

The two smiled at each other, and the air was filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Before we knew it, it was noon, and the sun was high in the sky.

Kirito glanced at the sky and said to Sachi, "Alright, let's stop training here for now. Are you hungry too?"

Xiaoxing nodded obediently, and the four of them walked towards the wooden house together.

Back at the cabin, Asuna quickly served the prepared lunch.

Fragrant fried rice with eggs, paired with a refreshing vegetable salad and a bowl of tomato and egg soup, is simple yet exceptionally delicious.

As soon as she finished eating, Xiaoxing put down her chopsticks and looked at Kirito with a determined gaze: "Master, let's begin our afternoon training!"

"Huh? Still repairing?" Kirito was extremely surprised.

I thought that Xiaoxing's interest in learning swordsmanship was just a passing fancy, and that her interest would naturally dissipate after a morning of novelty.

But who would have thought that the child not only didn't feel tired, but also couldn't wait to continue training right after finishing his meal. This dedication far exceeded his expectations.

Kirito inwardly groaned.

He also wanted to lie on the sofa and take a leisurely nap to relieve the fatigue from giving guidance in the morning.

Now, not only is my afternoon nap ruined, but I also have to continue accompanying him to practice swordsmanship.

He subconsciously looked at Asuna with pleading eyes, hoping she could help him out of the predicament and let Sachi rest for a while.

Asuna simply shrugged, sighed helplessly, and her eyes seemed to say: This is the disciple you took in yourself, there's nothing I can do about it.

Seeing this, Kirito completely gave up struggling.

He resignedly stood up and walked towards the door, a look of grim determination on his face: "Let's go... let's start the afternoon training."

Doing this kind of thing in SAO feels like you've been given a top-of-the-line PC, but all you can do is watch "Youth University Study"—it's so painful.

Xiaoxing was completely oblivious to Kirito's tragic state; her eyes were full of seriousness as she immediately followed in Kirito's footsteps.

Asuna watched Kirito's resolute departure and silently wished him well, saying, "Take care. Yui and I will prepare a sumptuous dinner for your return."

And so, another afternoon of training began.

On the grass, Xiaoxing practiced sword moves over and over again, her black dress soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat slid down her cheeks.

She showed no sign of stopping, her gaze remaining focused.

Kirito patiently guided him from the side, occasionally demonstrating a few key movements.

Although his face was full of fatigue, seeing Xiaoxing's progress, his eyes gradually showed more relief.

The two didn't finish training until the sun set and it gradually got dark.

Xiaoxing dragged her heavy steps and wearily walked into the wooden house, her small body looking as if she might collapse at any moment.

Kirito, who was following behind her, looked exhausted, as if he had just finished a tough boss battle.

Fortunately, as soon as they returned to the cabin, they were greeted by a rich aroma of food.

Asuna has already prepared dinner.

A large pot of steaming stew, the meat tender and the broth rich, accompanied by stir-fried fresh greens and a bowl of corn chowder.

Kirito perked up the moment he saw the delicious food, his fatigue seemed to vanish instantly, and he felt a huge boost of energy.

It's evening, time for bed again.

Asuna took two sets of pajamas out of her backpack, turned around and handed one of them to someone.

One is white, and the other is black. Both pajamas are decorated with water droplet patterns, making them look exquisite and comfortable.

However, Kirito took the black pajamas and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Is this really necessary? After all, this isn't reality."

Asuna shook her head seriously: "Even in the game, it always feels strange to sleep in my battle suit, like I'm always ready for battle. Only when I change into my pajamas do I truly feel like I'm at home."

Kirito had no choice but to compromise: "Alright, I'll do as you say."

Just as the two were about to change into their pajamas, Yui suddenly leaned over and said, "Pajama with the same pattern, you're wearing matching outfits!"

As soon as the words "couple outfits" were uttered, Asuna's cheeks instantly turned red, as if her little secret had been exposed.

Then she hurriedly explained, "I just thought the patterns were pretty, so I just grabbed two pieces..."

But she probably can't even convince herself of what she's saying.

Kirito couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Asuna's flustered state.

It took a while for Asuna's cheeks to gradually return to normal.

The four of them squeezed onto the double bed again, with Kirito and Asuna on either side and Yui and Sachi in the middle.

However, unlike last night, Xiaoxing was exhausted from a full day of sword training, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.

Yui originally wanted Asuna to tell her a bedtime story, but seeing that Yuki was already asleep, she wisely kept quiet.

Not long after, she also drifted off to sleep, her little head resting gently on Xiaoxing's shoulder, like a docile kitten.

Only Kirito and Asuna were still awake in bed, and the two talked before going to sleep.

Asuna asked softly, "How was Sachi's swordsmanship training today?"

Kirito answered seriously, "To be honest, she is a very talented child. If she is properly nurtured, she may become a very powerful swordsman in the future."

Hearing this, Asuna couldn't help but tease, "Shouldn't you be happy? Why did you look so listless when you came back tonight?"

Kirito sighed helplessly: "It's true that Sachi is suited to learn swordsmanship, but do you think I'm suited to be a teacher?"

"Pfft~" Asuna was amused by Kirito's complaint: "It doesn't really look like him, but Kirito is also very handsome when he's teaching seriously!"

Upon hearing the praise, Kirito instead made a face and begged for mercy, "Please spare me..."

The two smiled at each other, and the room fell silent again.

After a moment of silence, Asuna spoke again: "Kirito, don't you think... Sachi looks a lot like you?"

"Huh?" Kirito looked surprised, his eyes widening. "Where did you get that conclusion? I don't see it coming from."

Asuna explained, "Look, the same black hair, and the focused look on her face when she swung her sword today is exactly the same as your expression when you fight."

Kirito retorted, "What's that? I would say that Sachi's personality is more like Asuna's, both of them are dignified like young ladies."

Asuna then retorted, "No, no, no, I'm definitely more like Kirito, like his preference for black!"

Kirito retorted, not to be outdone: "Speaking of which, Sachi's pupil color is exactly the same as yours..."

The two started arguing back and forth, even coming up with the outrageous statement that "if they had a daughter, she would definitely be like Xiaoxing."

Upon hearing this, Asuna was taken aback at first, then laughed: "How could that be?"

"I was just saying." Kirito knew it was a joke and shouldn't be taken seriously.

Neither of them took those words to heart.