The all-powerful middle schooler

Masao Busujima picked up a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, sat down on a chair in the pavilion, and said with a serious expression.

During the battle, his daughter's sword techniques, though simple and direct, were incredibly sharp, rendering his previously prized swordsmanship useless.

"It was Hasegawa who taught me swordsmanship."

Saeko Busujima didn't mince words and gave her answer.

The legendary Japanese swordsman fell silent.

It's one thing to defeat him, but now he's even almost taught his daughter the sword techniques of the sect?

So what was the point of him studying swordsmanship his whole life?

Masao Busujima returned to his bedroom in the old house with heavy steps, closed his eyes, and sat down to meditate.

However, he couldn't calm down at all; his mind was filled with the magnificent swordsmanship that the man had used to defeat him.

"Can a powerful sword technique really transform a person to this extent?"

When Masao Busujima reopened his eyes, they were bloodshot.

He turned his gaze to a corner of the bedroom, braced himself with one hand to stand up, and then walked over there.

There is a bookshelf here, filled with sword techniques that the Busujima school has collected over the past few centuries, either from enemies or friends.

Some of these disciplines have a long and distinguished history, and some have even become taboo.

The most terrifying of them all is a sword technique called "The Killer Sword," which is a one-hit kill technique that uses drawing the sword instead of a stance. It was formerly known as "Iai," and is said to have originated from a swordsman from the Warring States period.

However, this killing sword is not the same as that killing sword. It is a sword technique created by a later person that relies on 'killing' to rapidly improve. At that time, no one in Japan could stop it. It was only after the sword saint of the Busujima School led several grandmaster-level samurai at a heavy price that they finally defeated it. The power of this sword technique is self-evident.

Unlike the normal slashing and thrusting of Japanese swords, swordsmanship requires holding the sword in a reverse grip, and mostly uses slashing and chopping motions instead of slashing and thrusting. Not only are the sword techniques unique, but the speed is also extremely fast.

Originally, he might never have thought of using this swordsmanship to improve his strength, but after several rounds of stimulation, he eventually...

"This is not my fault, it is the world's fault!"

Masao Busujima closed his eyes, recalling some terrifying rumors he had heard before, and the pressure forced him to make a decision.

……

Sword practice is over.

After taking a bath, Saeko Busujima changed into a kimono and sat in the veranda in the backyard.

The warm sunlight streamed down from an angle, illuminating a pair of smooth, firm, and beautiful legs.

After basking in the sun for a while, she suddenly remembered something, a smile appearing on her cool and aloof face, and she took out her phone from the room.

During this period, her swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, all thanks to the swordsmanship taught by Hasegawa.

I want him to know my progress.

For some reason, she had this very strong thought in her mind.

She wasn't some demure little girl, so she sent the message directly.

【Hasegawa-kun, I have recently made great progress in swordsmanship, but this has also led to more questions. The more I improve, the more I feel that your swordsmanship is unfathomable. If I were to rely solely on myself, I would find it difficult to comprehend it... I hope that if you have the time, you could offer me some further guidance. I will never forget your kindness in teaching me. If you have any needs, I will do my best to provide them.】

The language is quite literary, reflecting the family's rich cultural heritage.

Will he reject me? Or will he accept me? Will Jun think I'm shameless, trying to rely on him to improve my swordsmanship?

Completely baffled, Saeko Busujima was caught in a state of anxiety and uncertainty the moment she disappeared.

She received a reply just seconds later.

Hasegawa-kun: Okay

She was taken aback for a moment, then her face lit up with joy.

The next message followed immediately.

Hasegawa Izumi: However, you need to grant me one request.

The request made by Izumi Hasegawa was very simple, and the girl readily agreed.

……

After buying the ingredients, Izumi Hasegawa took out her phone while cooking dinner and sent a message to the Far East Magic Society's group chat.

Sage: In two hours, I will be giving senior Busujima some swordsmanship instruction, and there will also be a training battle. If you have time, you can come and take a look.

The Evil King's True Eye: A duel between swordsmen? That would be quite interesting.

mori summer: It's a rare opportunity, of course I have to take a look.

Thunder Hammer Wielder: Hehehe, Dekomori also wants to see just how far human swordsmen have gone, and whether they can threaten our lives.

The Witch of Greed: Since everyone wants to see it, I'll go and take a look too. I hope Busujima-senpai won't bore me.

The psychic: Although I really want to broaden my horizons with everyone, I should focus on completing my training and passing the leader's test as soon as possible.

The psychic is named Yotsuya Miko; this title is more fitting for her abilities.

Actually, she originally planned to call herself 'Shaman King', but she didn't feel that domineering. That was too arrogant and not suitable for a newcomer like her to call herself.

However, she also made a secret resolution in her heart that she would work hard towards that goal!

Summer weather changes very quickly.

Just as they were having dinner at the Hasegawa family's house, the previously sweltering weather turned into rain.

A soft pattering sound arose, and tiny raindrops formed a curtain of rain, like a gentle symphony playing, making the silent darkness seem even deeper.

"My other half, what are you doing? It's raining heavily outside, isn't it?"

Xiao Jiu watched her older brother walk towards the entrance and asked with a puzzled expression.

"To keep a duel with swords."

Then she saw her brother turn his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and say something as if he were trying to look cool.

These words deepened the doubt in her eyes.

"But, for the rest of my body, you only have an umbrella in your hand."

"Everything in heaven and earth can be a sword, Little Dove, you don't understand the realm I've reached."

Hasegawa Izumi chuckled lightly, casually flicked her wrist, opened the long-handled umbrella, and stepped out into the storm with a flourish.

……

"Da da da……"

The rain keeps falling.

Despite the heavy night rain, the park's streetlights remained on.

In the wind and rain, a slender, purple-haired beauty, holding an umbrella and with a knife at her waist, stands steadily on the ground, her high ponytail exuding a capable air.

Not far away, several other figures were also standing, each holding an umbrella.

The girls looked over there, inwardly admiring.

To be honest, this kind of inner strength is something they don't possess right now.

After all, they haven't experienced enough battles and competitions yet, and they need more time to settle down and develop.

Remember what the sage once said—when one's physical and mental growth catches up with one's abilities, one will awaken.

Perhaps, they can only reach such a state when they awaken!

After a few more minutes.

"pat...pat..."

Saeko Busujima, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened them and heard footsteps that seemed extremely out of place with the sounds of wind and rain.

She knew it wasn't because of her good hearing, but because Hasegawa had deliberately increased the speed of his footsteps.

"You came."

"Yes, I'm coming."

Why did you answer that way?

Saeko Busujima looked at him strangely and said, "Then come on, please don't hesitate to teach me, Hasegawa-kun."

"Okay, come on then."

"Izumi Hasegawa, holding an umbrella, said calmly."

"But where is your sword, my lord?"

She noticed that he didn't have any knives on him and hesitated for a moment.

"The sword is already in my hand."

He provided the answer.

"Umbrella?"

At this moment, her expression was hard to describe.

It should be noted that before this sword duel, he had brought a real sword to conduct this training battle.

The difference between a real knife and an umbrella is like heaven and earth.

Normally speaking, it would break at the slightest touch.

The idea of ​​these two going to fight each other is pure fantasy.

However, trusting in the man's swordsmanship, she didn't say anything more, even though she found it somewhat absurd.

She casually tossed the umbrella into the bushes nearby.

The next second, the falling raindrops instantly soaked all my clothes, skin, and hair.

But she had already put all of that aside, slowly drawing the real knife from her waist, then gripping it tightly with both hands, lowering her body, and assuming a battle stance.

"Very well, come on! Let me see how your sword has improved!"

He sensed the sharpness in her eyes and knew that she had made great progress recently. He also felt a little hopeful. After closing the umbrella, he pointed at her and extended an invitation.

……

"It's about to begin, what do you guys think?"

Nishikawa Morika looked at the others.

"What do you mean, 'how come'? Is there any other outcome besides the Sage winning? Death! You imposter, Mori Summer, are you questioning the Sage's swordsmanship?"

Sanae Tokomori immediately pointed at her, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Get lost, I'm not going to talk about that! I mean, what would happen if we encountered a swordsman as skilled as Busujima-senpai?"

Nibutani Morika glared at Tokishori and then said.

"Who knows? If Busujima-senpai were still at her previous level, we should be able to win... But now, it's hard to say."

Rikka Takanashi mentally simulated the swordplay she had witnessed before and made a judgment.

While spiritual power can certainly boost a person's abilities to a considerable extent, if the original values ​​are too low, then there's a reasonable way to increase them.

The evil spirits they faced previously, aside from being immune to physical attacks, were actually not as agile as Saeko Busujima had been in that sword duel, and their combat skills were far inferior.

"Alright, alright, the show's about to begin, let's stop talking."

Beside them, Natsukawa Masuzu interrupted their conversation, holding her phone horizontally in front of her and turning on recording mode.

Such a wonderful battle should definitely be recorded and enjoyed repeatedly.

The others didn't shout or make a fuss, but just let it go.

After all, this is a rare and valuable instructional material!

This will help them study secretly.

……

After a few seconds of standoff.

Saeko Busujima took the initiative to attack, her eyes showing no sign of confusion. She stepped across the puddles, gripped her sword with both hands, and slashed forward.

"Sword One."

Without any further probing, the very first sword strike was a move from the 'Thirteen Deadly Swords'.