Pirates_ The Justice Who Rules the Sea

“It’s too slow, Gion-chan~”

Aizen said with a smile on his face, and then he stepped back slightly, nimbly dodging Gion’s chop.

On the other hand, looking at Gion,

At this time, she was sweating profusely, her messy hair was stuck to her cheeks, the hand holding the sword had begun to tremble slightly, and her chest was rising and falling uncontrollably!

“I can’t do it anymore… Brother Aizen… I really can’t do it…” Gion sat down on the ground as if he was giving up on himself, and shouted in a desperate tone.

Aizen shook his head slightly, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

“Gion, as a swordsman, you should never have such thoughts.”

“You have to remember, as long as you hold the sword in your hand tightly, nothing can stop you, and nothing is invincible!”

Gion’s face turned red and he lowered his head, sweat and tears sliding down his cheeks and dripping to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Aizen walked over slowly, sat down next to Gion, and put his right hand on her shoulder.

“Are you angry with your brother?” Aizen said softly.

Gion shook his head vigorously, and then buried his head firmly in his arms.

Aizen smiled helplessly and gently stroked her head with his right hand.

“Gion, the road to becoming a swordsman is full of ups and downs and thorns. The only thing you can rely on on this road is your own will. If you can’t even strengthen your will, how can you keep going?”

Saying,

Aizen’s pale blue eyes showed a hint of memory, and his voice became more vicissitudes of life.

“My brother’s journey to where he is today has not been smooth sailing. He has experienced too many hardships.”

“If my brother didn’t have firm will and belief, he wouldn’t be able to get here anyway…”

When he was experiencing the life trajectory of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, he first practiced hard for hundreds of years, and then fought for hundreds of years without stopping.

After such an experience, most people would have already collapsed in consciousness and lost themselves in that period of history…

If Aizen hadn’t been strong-willed and had many emotional bonds as anchors, under the wash of hundreds of years, even a soul as strong as his would have eventually become the shadow of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, and again He also didn’t realize that he was Aizen.

Although Aizen has never mentioned this experience to others, the bitterness and pain involved are truly engraved in his memory!

“But my sister said, brother, you are a genius… Do geniuses need to work so hard?” Gion raised his head and said with tears in his eyes.

Aizen couldn’t help laughing when he heard this,

“I am indeed a genius, but I don’t have any more advantages than others. I can only achieve what I have today because I have put in more effort~”

“That…that…”

Gion muttered, a tangled look appeared on his face, and he did not dare to look at Aizen.

Aizen saw this and wiped the tears from his cheeks with the back of his hand, and then said softly: “What’s wrong? Gion.”

Gion pursed his lips, and after struggling for a moment, he said in a thin voice, “Brother… do you think I can become the world’s number one female swordsman?”

“Of course I can~”

Aizen said seriously and matter-of-factly, “Gion, you have to have confidence in yourself!”

“But Ogion, who do you think is the strongest swordsman?”

Gion’s brows furrowed, and after thinking for a while, he said with determination: “The swordsman who controls the strongest swordsmanship is the strongest swordsman!”

“Then what is the strongest swordsmanship?” Aizen asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Gion’s eyes flashed with confusion.

“Hahaha, silly girl, there is never the strongest swordsman in this world, the only one who is strong is the swordsman himself!”

Aizen said with a smile: “In the art of swordsmanship, some people pursue ‘using one’s body as a weapon and tempering it thousands of times’, while others pursue ‘let him be a monster and I will kill him with one sword’…”

“Everyone’s kendo is different, just like everyone’s growth trajectory cannot be exactly the same.”

“However, most sword masters basically follow a very different life trajectory, which is ‘suffer all kinds of hardships, never change their ambitions, and finally build an invincible sword heart!'”

After all,

Aizen stood up from the ground, walked slowly to the opposite side of Gion, and said with a smile: “So, do you want to continue, little Gion?”

“Um!”

Gion stood up with his hands on his knees and looked at Aizen firmly.

“Swordsmanship is a killing technique, Gion.”

“When you hold the sword tightly, you should abandon any sense of mercy.”

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Every swing of your sword should be aimed at killing with one blow. Every swing of your sword should be carried out with the belief to kill the opponent and the determination not to be afraid of being killed. Only in this way can the sword you swing make the enemy tremble in fear! ”

“So forget about all the routines and useless bells and whistles in your head.”

After all,

Aizen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, stretched out his right hand to hook Gion, and said loudly: “Come on, Gion!”

“For your goal of becoming the world’s best female swordsman, swing your sword at me!”

After hearing this, Gion’s face flushed with excitement and he felt full of power!

“Aha!”

With her loud shout, the long sword bloomed with a brilliant sword flower. This time she abandoned any sword moves and pointed the sharp edge directly at Aizen’s chest. The tip of the sword broke through the air and stabbed hard!

When Aizen saw this, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn’t help shouting: “Okay!”

Clang!

A crisp sound of gold and iron colliding sounded!

I saw Aizen using his sword fingers covered with armed domineering energy to block Gion’s thrusting sword edge. The collision between the two made bursts of harsh metal friction sounds!

“Drink!”

Gion gritted his teeth, used both arms to hold the hilt of the sword and stabbed towards Aizen, but he was still unable to move forward at all!

Although Aizen wanted to laugh when he saw this scene, he still said with a stern face: “If kendo was just a competition of strength, the giants would already have a great swordsman per capita!”

Hearing this, Gion’s face once again showed a trace of blush, and then he quickly grasped the hilt of the sword and took it back, and the sword blade drew an arc and slashed towards Aizen!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and every collision would cause a burst of sparks to fly!

“Too slow! Too slow!”

Aizen shouted with a stern face, and then waved his right hand fiercely. The long sword in Gion’s hand flew out instantly and was inserted into the ground in the distance. The sword body trembled violently uncontrollably!

Bang!

The effect of the force was also transmitted to Gion’s body through the hilt of the sword. The huge inertia carried by the flying sword made her fall backwards uncontrollably, and finally sat on the ground.

“Haah! Haah!”

Gion couldn’t say a word anymore, she just gasped for air. The high-intensity and strenuous exercise made her lungs hurt like fire. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans flowed down from her temples. The black training clothes he was wearing were soaked with sweat at this time…