Zongman, Rebirth of the Heaven-Defying Kirito

After ending her private conversation with her daughter, Xiaoxing picked up her longsword and quickly followed Kirito.

Finally, the two arrived at a grassland that was flatter and more open than before. There weren't many bushes here, which was perfect for practicing swordsmanship.

Asuna, holding Yui's hand, spread a picnic blanket on the grass not far away, took out colorful building blocks, and played with Yui.

Occasionally, they would look up at the two practicing swords, their eyes full of smiles.

"Alright, show me the moves I taught you yesterday, and let me see how well you've mastered them." Kirito stood opposite Sachi, arms crossed, his tone serious.

"Yes!" Xiaoxing replied immediately.

Then she assumed a starting stance and began to perform the movements in a smooth sequence.

Thrust, chop, point... the movements were crisp and clean; not only that, even the previously somewhat flustered steps became steady and orderly.

The swordsmanship and footwork were surprisingly well coordinated.

After completing the set of movements, Xiaoxing was a little breathless, but her face showed a hint of confidence.

Kirito nodded and corrected some of the minor errors.

Xiaoxing carefully noted down the key points and repeated the sword-sheathing action, which was indeed much smoother than before.

Actually, by this point, Xiaoxing had already memorized all the basic movements of this sword technique.

If there's anything lacking, it's only a matter of proficiency.

After all, he had only been learning for a day, and to be able to do this much already far exceeded Kirito's expectations.

He mentally estimated that if Xiaoxing could maintain this enthusiasm and talent and persist in practicing for a month, she should be able to master this sword technique.

Kirito's tone carried a hint of relief: "What you need to do next is to master these basic movements, no longer following the order rigidly, but knowing exactly what moves you should use at every moment."

"Then how can one achieve a thorough understanding?" Xiaoxing immediately asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

Kirito pondered for a moment and replied, "One is to practice continuously for a long time and hone each movement to perfection; the other is to apply it in practice, such as gaining experience in battles with humans or wild monsters. These are the two things I can think of."

Xiaoxing lowered her head and fell into deep thought.

The first method is undoubtedly the safest, but it is also the most time-consuming. Without practical experience, it would probably take at least three to five years to master it.

While the second method is dangerous, experience can be accumulated rapidly in actual combat, and it undoubtedly takes the least amount of time.

Kirito felt even more gratified seeing her deep in thought.

If Xiao Ye knew that he had taken on such a talented disciple who had learned his family's swordsmanship, he would be very happy.

Just then, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came.

The two looked up at the same time and saw a bee with wings made of green leaves slowly flying in from the distant woods.

The [Natural Wasp Sting] has a sharp stinger at the end that gleams coldly, and it is about half the size of Yui.

It was clearly a wandering monster that had been attracted by the commotion.

"Xiaoxing, don't move around here, I'll be right back." Kirito reached for the twin swords on his back.

These low-level monsters are nothing to him; he can take them down in just a few seconds.

But before his hand could even touch the hilt of his sword, Xiaoxing had already stepped forward and blocked his way.

Xiao Xing turned around with a determined look in her eyes: "Father, please let me handle this monster!"

Kirito was stunned: "Huh?"

No, you've only practiced swordsmanship for one day and you're already so arrogant?

Asuna was helping Yui build with blocks when she caught a glimpse of something happening not far away, and the blocks in her hand fell onto the picnic blanket with a "thud".

Xiaoxing was standing in front of Kirito, holding a long sword horizontally, while a wild monster was confronting her not far in front of them.

"Kirito! What are you thinking? You actually want Sachi to fight a monster!" Asuna rushed over, her voice full of anxiety and confusion.

Xiaoxing is not even ten years old and has only been learning swordsmanship for one day. How can we let her face wild monsters that will attack on their own?

What if I get injured?

Kirito quickly explained, "No! I didn't! It was Sachi who volunteered to deal with this monster!"

Upon hearing this, Asuna's face showed the same surprised expression as Kirito's earlier: "Huh?"

She turned to look at Xiaoxing, her brows furrowed. It was hard to imagine that a child who had only recently begun learning swordsmanship would have the courage to challenge a monster.

Xiaoxing felt Asuna's worried gaze, slowly turned her head, her eyes still firm: "Mother, it was my own request, please believe me!"

She spoke earnestly, her small body standing ramrod straight, showing no sign of backing down.

"Uh..."

Asuna looked at Yuki's determined face and was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

If we don't let her fight, Xiaoxing seems so determined; but if we let her fight, we really can't rest easy.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally chose to believe her child. Asuna simply turned to Kirito, her tone becoming more serious: "Please, Kirito, you absolutely cannot let her get hurt."

Upon hearing this, Kirito's eyes narrowed, and he drew both swords, solemnly declaring, "I understand!"

He moved to a short distance to the side, ready to rush to Xiaoxing's aid should she be injured; this was the best guarantee.

Xiaoxing felt a warm feeling in her heart after hearing their conversation.

She softly said, "Thank you, Father."

Then he turned his gaze back to the monster not far away.

At this moment, the monster had lost patience, and the buzzing sound became more rapid, clearly indicating that it was about to launch an attack.

Xiaoxing, on the contrary, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Concentrate, concentrate again!

The sword techniques Kirito had taught him began to flash rapidly through his mind, and at the same time, images of himself wielding a sword in his dream also surfaced.

The incredibly fluid movements and the relentless rhythm of the attacks subtly resembled real-world swordsmanship.

Since the scenes in my dream are my memories, there's no reason why I can't do them now!

Thinking of this, Xiaoxing suddenly opened her eyes, a sharpness she had never shown before flashing in them.

Instead of consciously recalling the details of the moves, I let my body instinctively guide me, just like in my dream, making the sword an extension of my arm.

The body's instincts seemed to respond to this sentiment.

Immediately afterward, Xiaoxing unconsciously uttered a few syllables: "Brust...Link!"

Kirito looked completely bewildered: "Huh?!"