I'm really not an old sword

"Lin Qingsu is a very problematic person. He is definitely not as simple as he seems. He has many women and finds them very quickly. If you don't seize this opportunity, you may not have another chance in a while."

"what should I do?"

"He doesn't have a good impression of you, so if you want to speed up this process, you need to throw away your dignity and face. Can you do it?"

Olga Marie's pretty face turned red, her legs pressed together, and her beautiful eyes showed disgust and rejection.

She didn't want to be a seductive slut.

However, thinking of her father's promise, she hesitated for a long time and finally slowly spread her legs, with only determination left in her beautiful eyes.

"Tell me, Trisha, what should I do."

Chapter 4: Musashi's Sword and Ayaka's Horizon (K)

"Your sword is a mixture of many different shadows."

Miyamoto Musashi taught this while wearing a one-piece swimsuit.

Because this is a simulation, the sunlight remains warm but not scalding, the sand is fine and soft, and the ocean is free of the marine debris you would find on a real island. It is as clear and blue as a private island.

On a clear summer day by the sea, feeling the sea breeze, basking in the slightly hot sun, and stepping on the scorching sand.

Moreover, the arms and legs are exposed, and the parts that need to be covered are tightly wrapped, which makes it much more convenient to move than the cumbersome and complicated samurai uniform.

Miyamoto Musashi didn't expect that there would be such good clothes.

Since that day, she has liked the feeling of wearing a one-piece swimsuit, and the two of them always met on the beach.

"I want to combine the strengths of hundreds of schools, but it's a bit difficult to learn just one right now."

After parting with Trisha, Lin Qingsu came back to compete with Miyamoto Musashi.

This was also their first fight.

As expected, Lin Qingsu's sword was good enough to deal with those so-called sword masters who were actually trash, but it couldn't deal with Miyamoto Musashi...

At the beginning, he was able to hold his own, but after a period of stalemate, Musashi discovered his weakness and killed him with one blow.

"Is there something special about your eyes?"

"This, I call it the 'Sky Eye'. If I want to cut a certain spot, all the results will converge. It's like cheating, right? I used this trick to defeat Sasaki back then, hahaha~"

Sasaki Kojiro gave him the impression that he was much weaker than Musashi.

The unique skill "Swallow Return" is indeed exquisite, but if it is excluded, it seems that the pressure it brings to Lin Qingsu on a daily basis is not as great as that of the general.

Maybe it's because we've been playing for a long time that we can maintain our record.

After thinking about it, Lin Qingsu found that she seemed to be a little obsessed with this failure because of Leif's sudden appearance.

When he first met Okita Souji, he could hardly win a match for nearly a month. When he fought with Sasaki, he lost more than he won at the beginning. It was not until he became familiar with his sword moves that his winning rate returned to normal.

"Is it similar to the Demon Eye?"

"Magic Eye?"

"Modern magic explanation." Lin Qingsu briefly explained the magic eye to her.

After spending these few days together, Miyamoto Musashi already knew that Lin Qingsu came from an era several hundred years after hers. He also heard a lot about the unique products of their era during their conversations and was quite envious.

When she knew that Lin Qingsu wanted to "combine the strengths of hundreds of schools," she did not show any strangeness.

Instead, he thought for a moment and brought the topic back to the sword: "There's this... It's called a simulator, right? You might actually be able to achieve something like combining the strengths of a hundred schools, something we swordsmen wouldn't even dare to dream of."

"The sword you used when fighting me just now was the sword style of that guy called Okita Souji, right?"

"Yeah, but it seems to have gotten worse recently."

Miyamoto Musashi nodded: "Yes, I can feel that you are confused. If I rely on faith to concentrate, it will definitely take me a lot of effort."

Miyamoto Musashi spoke very confidently, but Lin Qingsu did not doubt it.

Not to mention that he had only learned 70% of Souji's swordsmanship, even if Okita Souji came, he would definitely not be able to defeat Miyamoto Musashi.

Of course, if Okita Souji was given another ten years, given a healthy body, and given a good era without cannons and guns but only swords, so that she could continue to challenge various masters like Miyamoto Musashi, then in time she might not be weaker than Miyamoto Musashi.

But such are the limitations of the times.

In the industrial age, when swordsmanship was declining, it was already commendable that he had such superb swordsmanship.

"You're both swordswomen, so I always think of her when I'm with you."

Lin Qingsu did not refute, he was indeed upset.

"Also, I encountered some crises in real life and felt that time was running out. It just so happened that apart from Souji's swordsmanship, I had only learned a few of the other ones. I was a little anxious and wanted to apply them in battle quickly, so..."

Lin Qingsu didn't want to say this at first. Losing is losing.

Moreover, he knew that even if he had no distractions, he could only defeat her by directly using the "Old Sword" template and using his physical fitness and super magic power to fight her. Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat Miyamoto Musashi in the same state.

But since Miyamoto Musashi took the initiative to bring it up, he said it.

"Hmm, that swordsman is also a woman?"

Seeing Lin Qingsu nod, Miyamoto Musashi sighed: "Such exquisite swordsmanship, I really want to have a good fight with her in person."

"Something went wrong, and I can't simulate her."

Looking at Lin Qingsu's slightly lonely expression, Miyamoto Musashi nodded as if he understood.

"No wonder the Buddha said that love between men and women will dull the sword."

"Ok?"

"Ahahaha, it's nothing, nothing. I was just talking to myself. Don't worry about it, young man."

As he was speaking, Miyamoto Musashi was suddenly stunned.

He looked at Lin Qingsu, then looked at himself, his face suddenly turned red. He wanted to say something but seemed too embarrassed to say it, which made Lin Qingsu puzzled.

It's normal for Okita Souji to be embarrassed to say something, but what about Musashi's personality?

To put it nicely, she is an open-minded and optimistic person; to put it bluntly, she is a silly girl. It is really unexpected that there are things that she would be embarrassed to say.

Lin Qingsu asked curiously, "What's wrong? Is there something you can't tell me?"

After these days of 'survival on a deserted island', coupled with Musashi's cheerful personality, the relationship between the two has made rapid progress.

Although Lin Qingsu still couldn't ask her to change her swimsuit to an "American style", she could already call her name.

There shouldn't be anything wrong with occasional physical contact, but Lin Qingsu is not a pervert. He just wants to learn swordsmanship, and his mind is full of how to trick her into using her unique skills, so he hasn't thought about that at all.

The most outrageous thought was to ask Miyamoto Musashi to put on an "American swimsuit" and fight with him so that he could enjoy himself.

Of course, if you don’t wear it… ahem.

"There is something."

Miyamoto Musashi nodded when he heard this, hesitated for half a second, and then spoke.

"Actually, young man, these past few days when I went back, I kept thinking of one thing and wanted to tell you, but I always forgot to tell you when I was with you. Now that I remember it, I feel a little embarrassed to say it, but I feel I have to say it."

what's the situation?

Why does it give me the illusion that it's a confession?

Miyamoto Musashi's face turned slightly red, and he hesitated for a while, then spoke through gritted teeth.

"I don't even know your name, young man!"

"..."

That's it?

"Lin Qingsu." Lin Qingsu sighed: "It's better to just ask directly about this kind of thing. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Lin Qingsu!"

Miyamoto Musashi let out a long sigh, then said dissatisfiedly after hearing what he said, "We've been together for so long and you didn't even introduce yourself. You've helped me so much, but I still don't know my benefactor's name. This is so rude!"

"I'm really sorry."

"Why are you apologizing to me? I should be the one to apologize!"

Miyamoto Musashi said this with dissatisfaction, but seeing that Lin Qingsu didn't care, he stopped worrying about it.

"Then let's not waste time, young man. Since you said you're in a serious crisis in reality, I'm going to train you well now!"

"So, Musashi, you're quite old?"

"Bigger than you!" Miyamoto Musashi rolled his eyes at him and slapped the back of his hand with the back of his sword: "Pick up the sword!"

Rubbing the back of his hand with gritted teeth, Lin Qingsu looked at Miyamoto Musashi holding a sword and suddenly had a premonition that this teacher was definitely countless times more devilish than Okita-chan.

"Musashi, I think..."

"louder please!"

"Yes!"

......

When I woke up the next morning, I still felt sore in my back and waist when I looked at the antique ceiling.

Miyamoto Musashi really trained him all night yesterday.

When I was in the simulator, I felt more uncomfortable than being killed by Souji Choten dozens of times. There was not a single good place on my body.

But the effect is also amazing.

Miyamoto Musashi spent the entire night teaching him techniques and helping him familiarize himself with the swordsmanship he had learned from various sword masters.

Under Miyamoto Musashi's devilish teachings, he died successfully several times.

"Miyamoto Musashi is an evil teacher."

Compared with Sasaki Kojiro, she was like a devil. Not only was her teaching level inferior, but while she was feeding him moves, she suddenly got interested and completely forgot what she was doing and killed him instantly with one sword using her Heavenly Eye.

However, what is somewhat strange is that Lin Qingsu can clearly feel that Miyamoto Musashi's teaching level is far inferior to Sasaki Kojiro, and even inferior to Okita Souji, but Lin Qingsu can understand her concise words that normal people cannot understand, and the efficiency of learning sword from her is also very high.

"Maybe you can actually do it."

Miyamoto Musashi sighed before parting.

In just one night, he grew frighteningly fast.

Although it is not possible to integrate the sword moves from different people into the body's instincts and merge them, the improvement is visible to the naked eye.

According to Miyamoto Musashi, if he practiced for a few more months, he might be able to completely integrate the sword moves into his instincts. And if he spent an indefinite amount of time studying—"Comprehension depends on chance, and I can't predict it," were Miyamoto Musashi's own words—and then disassembled and integrated everyone's sword moves into his own, he would reach another level of growth.

"As expected of the greatest swordsman in Japanese history."

Although he failed to trick Musashi into giving him the "Book of Five Wheels" and "Six Paths Five Wheels: Kurikalā Celestial Phenomenon", Lin Qingsu was already very satisfied with the harvest this time.

In the past, he only knew how to learn other people's swordsmanship, and once he mastered it, he would forget about it. To this day, the only ones who continued to practice were Su Zhen and "Yan Fan", who still couldn't master it. He had never considered the profound meaning of Musashi's words: "Making their swords completely your own is the best way to integrate the strengths of various schools and create your own unbeatable sword."

To put it bluntly, his passion for swords is just a passing fancy, and the reason he's still persisting is for the sake of seeing Souji again and for his own life.

When practicing swordplay, he would just follow her "will", and when not practicing, he would think about things that both men and women often think about, such as "What to eat tonight?" and "Whose card should I turn over today?"

It's simply incomparable to the thinking of swordsmanship geniuses like Souji and Musashi who are passionate about swords.

"I wonder what time it is?"

Picking up the phone and taking a look, Lin Qingsu was suddenly embarrassed.

There were hundreds of missed messages on the phone, and Ayaka Sajo contributed almost all of them.

"Good morning, when are you going to have breakfast?"

...

"Why don't you reply to me?"

...

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