incredible high school life

Chapter 156 Sword

"Stinky boy, don't look at the surface in everything." Qing Kongyan glared at Qiu who was making sarcastic remarks upstairs. His favorite knife has been with him for more than ten years, how could he just throw it away.

Moreover, this is not such a simple weapon, son of a bitch.

"Hey hey hey, I see, Dad just stare at your weapon in a daze, I'm going to sleep." Qiu said perfunctorily, intending to close his window.Then, as if thinking of something, he said to the bottom

"When the time comes, don't ask me to plead with my mother for you."

Then he closed the window completely and fell asleep.

"Forget it, that brat, who is this for?" Qing Kongyan couldn't laugh or cry, but that's all for now, the maintenance of the knife doesn't depend on a moment, and it's not such a fragile knife.

"Is it over?" Minako asked while looking at her husband sitting by the bed.

"Ah, it's still very early, but it's already very late, and it will easily disturb the neighbors if it continues to be maintained."

"Then go to sleep." Minako nodded.

Yan turned off the lights, and the whole house fell into darkness.

"Resurrection!!!" Qiu turned off the alarm clock that was still beeping. He didn't have any high-intensity dungeon activities yesterday. After going offline early, his spirit has been greatly restored, and he even wakes up in the morning. earlier.

He hummed a song, got dressed, and when he went downstairs, he didn't see his dad sitting in front of the TV and reading the newspaper as usual.

"Where's dad?" He asked his mother in the kitchen with the freshly baked bread in his mouth.

"I'm practicing swords outside. It's been a long time since I saw Dad practicing swords." My mother held her face and said with a flushed face, "Daddy is still so handsome. When I was in high school, I was fascinated by his heroic posture of practicing swords." , and fell in love with him."

"Really? Is Dad so handsome when he swings a sword? I have never seen someone fall in love with someone just because of the way he swings a sword. After all, there are so many men in Taoist temples, and few have girlfriends." Qiu thought about it in his hometown. The juniors in the gym have never heard that they have girlfriends or anything like that.

Strong and curious, let Qiu put on his shoes and run to the center of the yard, where he saw his father in casual clothes swinging his sword non-stop.

Throwing, stabbing, chopping, slashing, just four moves, repeated in father's hands, and there are no fancy sword techniques, they are all basic sword moves.

"Would this kind of sword move be charming? Mom won't have any misunderstandings." Qiu watched his father repeating these movements non-stop, and said with a yawn.

"Stinky boy, what do you know? It's these sword moves that make up those moves." Dad saw Qiu approaching, wiped the sweat off his face and said.

"Of course I understand. I came from this way when I was a child, but I haven't practiced these things for a long time." Qiu remembered the teachings of his grandfather. Teach him moves.

"However, sword moves are better in terms of splendor, and higher in damage, right?" Qiu thought for a while, and organized sword moves were indeed more exaggerated than simple thrusts.

"You still don't understand." Dad threw away the wooden sword in his hand and said, "Swift Liu is a swordsmanship known for its speed. His role is to kill the enemy quickly to win. So the elements that make up his It is also the simplest of these few sword moves, all the essence is here."

"The simplest thrusting and slashing is his essence, so you only need to practice these few moves. The moves only give you a way to rise up. After all, there is still a limit." Dad paused. "The sword masters throughout the ages have never Sticking to the moves, they are all honed from life and death experiences, simple, convenient and efficient, this is the ultimate goal of swordsmanship."

"Having said so much, until now I haven't encountered any moment worth making a move." Qiu didn't take it seriously. How could this peaceful age be like the ancient sword master, who was born in war or grew up in constant challenges.

"And he said it as if you have already reached that level, Dad. The experience of life and death is already in a peaceful age." Qiu waved his hand, Dad sounded like he was talking big.

"Peaceful era? It's coming soon." Yan looked at the clouds in the sky, which had already been stained with a touch of red. He was very clear about what this ominous omen meant.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Isn't this an era of peace? And now Japan is a member of the Southeast Asian Association. Attacking Japan is tantamount to provoking the alliance. No one would do such a thing, right?" Qiu Wang Looking at his father's solemn expression, he was a little puzzled.

"Won't anyone do it? Maybe." Dad repeated his words, and then said, "Let's go, go back to eat, you are going to school soon, right? And your little girlfriends, come soon right?"

"What little girlfriends, they are all classmates, and childhood sweethearts, classmates' sisters." Qiu retorted loudly, he is not the kind of scumbag who has his feet on N boats, he has thought about having a good relationship, As it is now, there is nothing he can do.

"I know, I know, it's really youthful." Dad also said perfunctorily, he took off the towel around his neck, and handed it to Minako beside him.

"What's the meal today? Mom will make a big breakfast, right?" Dad looked at Mom expectantly.

But unfortunately, today seems to be a Western-style breakfast of bread and milk, and my mother doesn't seem to have any special breakfast.

"Is there no miso soup?" Dad looked at the bread and milk on the table with a sad face. "Obviously, you need to add salt after exercising, but milk can't do it."

"Ala, does daddy want to drink miso soup? I have it today, I made it specially for daddy." Mom showed a charming smile, turned around and brought out a bowl of miso soup from the kitchen.

"Where's mine?" Qiu looked at the milk in front of him, he suddenly felt deep malice, why is dad special today, where is his miso soup?
"Does Xiaoqiu want to drink too? But Mom didn't do much, just made some for Dad." Mom showed a troubled expression. Her theme this morning was Western-style breakfast. Later, she heard that her husband was going out to practice swords. Just prepared some soup.

"It's okay, let dad drink it." Qiu looked a little angrily at his dad's complacent expression.

"It's all about love, children learn a little bit, and my mother really loves me." Dad sipped the miso soup made by his mother and made a high-pitched voice.

"Dad said too much." A blush dyed my mother's face.

The whole air is filled with the sour smell of love.

　PS: I will make up for this update after adjusting my schedule, and the update is already OK

　　
　
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