Konoha: Everything is in my hands between breaths

Chapter 27
Quan Yu picked up a ninja knife from the wall.

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With a flash of sharp knife light, Quan Yu pulled out the ninja knife.

The straight blade was shining coldly, the length was not too long, and it was suitable for Quan Yu to hold it. Quan Yu tried to swing it twice.

"Why, Quan Yu, are you interested in Ninja Sword?" Tiantian also noticed Quan Yu's actions.

"Uh, how should I put it, it seems like an extended version of Kunai." Quan Yu frowned.

"This is originally used by ninjas to increase the attack distance, and the method of use is similar to that of Kunai, of course it is somewhat similar." Tian Tian showed off her knowledge of ninja tools.

"It's not conducive to chopping." Quan Yu put the ninja knife back into its sheath.

Although Quan Yu thinks that using this kind of straight ninja sword is very handsome, but ninjas rely on strength, and there is a reason for being handsome.

"Then I suggest you choose a samurai sword, but there are very few ninjas who practice sword skills, and no one teaches you." Tiantian pointed to another knife with a wide range on the wall.

Quan Yu jumped up and took off the samurai sword that was placed relatively high, and then pulled out a section of the blade.

Quan Yu looked at it for a few moments and then took it back.

"It's too long, it's difficult for me to pull it out completely." Quan Yu shook his head.

"Quan Yu, come and try this one." A katana that was obviously shorter than the samurai sword in Quan Yu's hand was thrown over, and this knife also had a certain range.

Quan Yu took the knife in his hand.

"Stopping water" was amazed every day.

"Dad, why did you take out this knife?"

Tian Tian's father came over, "It's rare that Quan Yu likes samurai swords, let him try to see if it fits"

Quan Yu put the previous samurai sword aside, and then pulled out this samurai sword called Duan Shui.

It's very relaxed, and it perfectly fits Quan Yu's body height.

The slightly reflective blade is covered with patterns left during forging, which looks very gorgeous, but Quan Yu knows that these are cloud patterns, which are special patterns formed by the forger after many times of forging.

Due to the special technology, the weapon made in this way has both rigidity and softness.

From this, it can be seen that this is a rare good knife.

Moreover, there is a mark left by quenching on the blade, which looks like a wave, no wonder it is called cut off water.

The whole blade is not bright, even a bit dark, but when Quan Yu touches it carefully, it feels extremely smooth, just like a girl's skin.

Of course, this is Quan Yu's guess. He, an old virgin, has never touched a girl's skin.

The weight is also good, the blade is not too long, the thickness is moderate, and the width makes Quan Yu feel very comfortable.

Quan Yu took a closer look, and saw that the cutting edge was also carefully polished, which looked very sharp.

Simple and even quaint hand guard, the handle of the knife is carefully woven with specially treated threads, you can feel the friction in your hand, but it is not sticky.

The whole knife does not have too much modification, giving people a comfortable feeling.

"good knife"

Quan Yu praised.

"How about Quan Yu, do you like it very much?" Tiantian's father laughed.

"Yeah, I like it, can I ask how much it is?" Quan Yu hesitated, he didn't know if he had enough money.

"How much do you have?" Tiantian's dad didn't say the price, but asked directly.

"Ah..." Quan Yu calculated carefully, the pocket money given by the patriarch was quite generous, and he didn't use it much.

"It's about 50 taels, if it's not enough, I'll prepare it." Quan Yu thought that the money might not be enough, so he asked the patriarch if he could get some.

"Hey, you're quite rich. Let me do the math. If you get a 50% discount...well, it's exactly [-] taels." Tian Tian's father thought for a while and said.

Every day some hesitation.

"Uh..." Quan Yu was also stunned, is that enough?

"You and Tiantian are friends, this is a discount from me," Tiantian's father said with a smile.

"Quan Yu hasn't thanked me yet, this is a rare discount" said Tiantian, patting Quan Yu on the shoulder, even though she didn't understand why her father would do this.

Only then did Quan Yu wake up.

"Thank you uncle, you are so polite, I will give the money to Tiantian tomorrow," Quan Yu said seriously.

"Okay, I'll find a box to help you pack it up, you guys go and eat quickly," Tiantian's father said indifferently.

"Let's go, my mother's cooking is delicious." Tiantian snatched the cut-off water from Quan Yu's hand and handed it to her father, and then took Quan Yu and Xiao Li to eat.

Tiantian's father glanced at the broken water in his hand and sighed, "It's been so long, I still found a way to repay my kindness."

Then he left with a samurai sword.

At night, Quan Yu returned home with a box in his arms.

"Quan Yu, why did you come back so late, what is in your hand?" the patriarch asked.

"Oh, this is the samurai sword I bought from Tiantian's father." The patriarch has seen Tiantian and knows who Quan Yu is talking about.

"Well, it seems that you have taken advantage of it," the patriarch laughed.

Quan Yu was a little embarrassed.

"I've bought everything, so I'll use it well in the future, and go to sleep," the patriarch said with a wave of his hand.

"Got it." Quan Yu immediately ran back to his room with the box in his arms.

"Are you a descendant of the man who lived in the iron mine back then, Kimura, please go back," the patriarch said softly.

"Yes"

There was a flash of darkness outside the house.

After returning to the room, Quan Yu couldn't wait to open the box. He was too embarrassed to read it at Tiantian's house before.

I saw that there was not only cut-off water in the box, but also a booklet.

Quan Yu picked up the booklet, "Basic Swordsmanship"?
He was a little puzzled, is this a gift?

Quan Yu opened the booklet and read it. It recorded some basic routines of using a samurai sword. It didn't look advanced, but he could understand it completely. It was really basic.

Quan Yu let out a sigh of relief, but luckily he looked like a commoner, otherwise the favor would not be easy to repay.

But what Quan Yu didn't know was that even though it looked simple, it already belonged to a whole set of sword skills.

Like some wandering warriors, they only know one or two hands, and their posture is not standard.

And this kind of sword technique is used to lay the foundation for orthodox samurai, even if you learn it in the future, most of it is a genre skill that evolved from it.

Of course, there are more advanced chakra applications, as well as the sword qi after the mastery of swordsmanship.

Quan Yu pulled out the cut-off water and tried to practice according to the moves in the booklet.

However, even if Quan Yu's body control ability is relatively strong, it is impossible to learn it in a short time, which involves some force-generating skills and breathing.

After playing for a while, Quan Yu fell asleep, the room is too small, let's go out and find a place to practice tomorrow!

The next day, Quan Yu handed over the money to Tiantian, and he even asked the patriarch for 10 taels.

Put it away without counting every day, Quan Yu was a little dazed seeing it.

After having a new training task, Quan Yu no longer keeps a low profile.

Ninja throwing, after Quan Yu practiced for a while, he was able to hit most of the targets.

Then he asked Teacher Zaohua to ask for leave.

Zaohua is used to Quan Yu's surprises, and now that Quan Yu's training goal has been completed, he is released again.

"Sure enough, he's still that pervert," Tian Tian pouted, and then ran to Mr. Zaohua to ask for leave.

As a result, he was punished by Teacher Zaohua to run ten laps, and he wanted to cry every day without tears.

In a forest, Quan Yu closed his eyes, and saw the basic swordsmanship before he began to recall.

Then Quan Yu pulled out the cut-off water, and began to slowly practice the basic sword skills recorded in it step by step.

In the previous life, Quan Yu was a guitar lover, and his singing was not very pleasant, so he actually chose to play something difficult like fingerstyle.

Fingerstyle music is nice, but it is difficult to memorize the score alone, not to mention that there are too many skills.

There is no way to grind it hard, practice one note by note, one technique by technique, from slow to fast, from full of noises to complete playback.

He has experienced a lot, but after practicing for a long time, he has formed a physical habit. He doesn't even need to look at it. His mind is blank, and he can pop out.

This is muscle memory.

The same goes for basic sword skills, as long as he forms muscle memory, he can accurately use the knife skills at the right time.

As for whether it was too rigid, Quan Yu didn't think about it, it was something that he could only think about after he had practiced.

If I swing my sword [-] times, I am a mature warrior.

Swing the knife one hundred thousand times, I am the master of knife skills.

After swinging the knife a million times, I immediately became a god.

Of course, it is a bit exaggerated, but the truth is still the same.

Quan Yu doesn't have so much time to practice, he still has a lot of practice.

"Ahem, it seems that we are really destined." On a big tree, a pale ninja with a long knife on his back said lightly.

Suddenly he frowned and disappeared in a flash.

"Is Konoha's ninja here to monitor Quan Yu again?" Mu Cun's figure appeared behind a tree.

He had dealt with this ninja not once or twice, but they had never seen each other once. They both understood what each other was going to do, and there was no need to meet each other.

Quan Yu, whose eyes were closed below, frowned slightly, then opened his eyes and looked at a big tree.

He just felt something there.

A squirrel jumped out from behind the tree, looked at Quan Yu, and then ran away.

"Amount" Quan Yu's head was full of black lines.

Then I closed my eyes again and continued to practice.

Kimura breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately he is a part-time hunter, otherwise he really couldn't hide it.

However, Quan Yu's perception is getting stronger and stronger. If this continues, he may be exposed.

A squirrel hopped onto his shoulder, then crawled up and into his sleeve.

The practice of knife skills is boring, but what Quan Yu, who is used to loneliness, is most afraid of is boring. It takes a day to practice for a breath, which shows how good Quan Yu's patience is after polishing off his laziness.

During the light dance of the blade, the young man's posture was a little stiff, but as he swung it over and over again, it gradually became smoother.

Although still very slow. . . .

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