After firing a Crimson Fire Cannon, Qingchuan picked up his sword and moved to another spot to continue his training.
He doesn't practice the ghost path very often.
One reason is that the noise level is too high, so we have to change locations every time we practice.
One reason is that the benefit of gaining proficiency is greater than not swinging the sword.
Ghostly arts, and even the instantaneous stepping technique, all consume spiritual energy.
Once spiritual energy is exhausted, one can no longer cultivate.
Different types can be chopped.
He could chop from morning till night, and when he got really tired, he would take a break and heal himself.
This kind of fanatical practice is truly moving.
This includes Itachi, who considers himself to have worked extremely hard.
After breakfast, Itachi arrived here as quickly as possible.
But every time he arrives...
What you will always see is the diligent figure of the young girl.
The long sword was swung up and then fell heavily.
The hair tied behind her head bounced as it moved.
This situation has become Itachi's reason for getting up every day.
It seems that only the girl's wielding of her knife can bring him peace.
He shook his head.
Itachi closed his eyes, calming his mind.
He also has his own path of spiritual practice.
Shuriken technique.
Unlike the girl's cultivation, what he pursued was ultimate precision.
The situation on the battlefield can change in an instant.
Each shuriken should not have a fixed bullseye before it stops moving forward.
The number of targets that could originally be set up around the perimeter is decreasing.
From nine at the beginning, now only one remains.
However, the number of shuriken he shot did not decrease at all.
A shuriken flew out of his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a second shot was fired simultaneously.
The two shurikens collided in mid-air, changing their trajectory.
Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...
The trajectory of that initial shuriken was changed countless times.
Finally, it landed steadily in the bullseye, which was blocked by five large trees in the distance.
Itachi didn't need to investigate; a smile already appeared on his little face.
He knew he had succeeded.
I secretly glanced to the side.
All right...
Haruko didn't notice.
Excitement was mixed with a bit of disappointment, but Itachi quickly adjusted himself.
yes.
Isn't this the kind of purity I yearn for?
He shook his head.
Itachi closed his eyes again, preparing for the next throw.
His current limit is six shots.
The six shuriken, after changing their trajectories in mid-air, can break through obstacles and hit the bullseye from an extremely long distance.
His current training focuses on minimizing the number of shurikens he throws.
"Itachi-kun".
"If you don't mind..."
"You can try using shurikenjutsu on me."
Suddenly, Haruko's voice came from inside.
Itachi was immediately overjoyed and quickly opened his eyes and turned to look.
As expected, Haruko's sword was already sheathed.
Her face was slightly flushed, and her breathing was a little uneven.
He was wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Itachi was stunned...
"Haruko..."
"You...are you talking to me?"
He could hardly believe his ears.
Although the two had known each other for more than a month.
But Haruko, who is used to training alone, seems to prefer doing the chopping alone.
He had long been accustomed to arriving and leaving without a word...
I never expected today...
"certainly."
"Is there anyone else here?"
Qingchuan said, somewhat speechless.
He's been feeling like something's not right lately.
After spending the whole morning cutting through the air, I suddenly realized something just now.
yes!
Itachi is very strong, has great talent, and grows very quickly.
His own cultivation progress is also very encouraging. With the help of the system, he is rapidly mastering the power of the Grim Reaper every day.
But the key point is...
Without comparison and without practice, how could he know how much of a gap there is between him and Itachi?
Furthermore...
They're all dressed in women's clothing, how can they not gather more information?!
The long sword was drawn again.
However, Aokawa's target this time was Itachi.
"bring it on."
"I also want to know just how capable the clan chief's son really is."
Qingchuan said in a cold voice.
These words seemed to have touched a nerve with Itachi.
A quick-witted person snapped out of their daze, their gaze gradually turning serious.
Itachi never considered refusing this option from the very beginning.
nonsense!
How could he refuse Haruko's request, which was a rare occurrence?
This is disrespectful to others.
Itachi, on the contrary, felt a sense of anticipation.
Haruko's training was somewhat monotonous.
But he really couldn't judge their exact strength.
Let's start by testing the waters with shuriken...
Perfect timing, let's take this opportunity to learn more about Haruko.
"Please give me your guidance."
As he spoke, Itachi had already produced two shuriken in his hands.
"Watch out, Haruko."
After a polite reminder, Itachi suddenly exerted force on his wrist!
Whoosh!
The two shuriken flew out of their hands, but only made a sound as they sliced through the air and headed straight for Qingchuan!
Qingchuan's eyes turned slightly cold.
He maintained the same attitude as at the beginning.
The two shurikens were almost parallel and getting closer and closer.
It's obvious that Itachi went easy on them.
Or perhaps it was just a test.
But Qingchuan, who was used to cutting the air, seemed somewhat unaccustomed to it.
After all, besides exercising, the chopping he did was mostly about leveling up his skill...
but.
That's enough.
Raise the sword, slash down, clang!
The two shuriken were instantly split into four!
Qingchuan, who had witnessed all of this last night, once again twirled his sword and aimed Senbonzakura at Itachi.
That's it?
Give it your all.
His voice was soft, yet carried a hint of provocation.
What Aokawa needs to know isn't just how much water Itachi can hold...
Meanwhile, Itachi stood opposite Aokawa.
now.
I was stunned again...*
(End of Chapter)