Zefa of the Pirate

Chapter 130, from the heart

Clayton's lectures continue...

"...in our lineage... Well, you are considered half of my disciples if you are sent to me by Zefa!" Clayton felt that something was wrong while talking, and he couldn't help but paused to explain.

"So Mosa, listen carefully to our lineage's inheritance is called the Heart Sword Lineage, or the Heart Sword Flow."

As a modern person with clear brain circuits and divergent thinking, even though he has tried his best to control his concentration, he still involuntarily diverges part of his thoughts.

So when he heard this, a question quickly formed in his heart-it stands to reason that unless it was just created by a strong person, or it has special requirements, it is generally not a single-line inheritance. .

Especially the "Heart Sword Style" mentioned by Lieutenant General Clayton has already formed a "line", and there are probably quite a few people!Of course, it could also be the casual words of Lieutenant General Clayton...

But Mo Sa didn't feel that he would talk nonsense about this kind of thing involving kendo!
So... Mo Sa suddenly looked forward to it—could there be some more stupid and cute juniors?Or simply a charming little junior sister?
So Mo Sa hurriedly asked, "Then, Mr. Clayton, are there any other descendants of our genre?"

"Have."

Mo Sa was a little surprised. Imagination is beautiful no matter how you think about it. It may not be so wonderful if it really becomes a reality. Ye Gong’s love for dragons is a common phenomenon...

"Then, where are they all? Is it also the Navy?"

"Who knows." Clayton shrugged frivolously at first, and then warned seriously with a sullen face, "Mosa, remember, we are a stream, not a school! These two words are very similar, but the meaning they represent But it's far from it!
"Liumai" means: Although we practice the same kind of swordsmanship, we have nothing to do with each other. You may meet other swordsmen who practice our heart sword Yimai swordsmanship in the future, but you have to remember—we These people are not from the same forces, gangs, or organizations. We are not companions, robes, or relatives. We are just a group of strangers who just happened to practice the same kind of swordsmanship.

Maybe you will feel subconsciously friendly because the other party and you practice the same kind of swordsmanship, but you have to restrain this kind of intimacy, it is nothing more than that!Don't let this illusory intimacy cloud your judgment. "

Mosa put his hands on his knees, sat up straight, and answered loudly, "Yes!"

Clayton froze for a moment, with short fluttering purple hair and a serious face... "It really looks like the first time I saw Zefa."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, it's okay, let's continue."

Clayton smiled to hide his embarrassment, and then continued his great mission of preaching, mixing all kinds of kendo mysteries in some easy-to-understand disappearances, making the abstract kendo vivid and real!
Mo Sa was also fascinated by what he heard, and he had the illusion that he was penetrating the truth, as if he felt that now he could suddenly realize it, turn himself into a great swordsman, and go directly to the world's number one swordsman, Golden Lion Shiji, to fight to the death. Then, after an arduous and arduous process of chasing the ideal, relying on the inexhaustible sand around him to win the final victory, snatch the title of the world's number one swordsman, and imprison the Golden Lion in Jinjin City by the way. The merit of the golden lion was promoted to the Navy.
Just when Mosa was still immersed in this illusion, suddenly...

".And the essence of our practice of swordsmanship is—from the heart! What is from the heart, simply put, is to follow."

Mosa was amused by the cute contrast between this familiar stalk and the serious and serious face of Creighton in front of him.

"Pfft!"

"What are you laughing at?" Clayton was confused by Mosa's sudden laughter.

Clayton: "???"

After a while, Mosa was still laughing...

"Hahahahaha..." The laughter continued for 3 minutes in an infinite loop.

Clayton has been stunned...

Is there something wrong with what I said?

No, that's what my teacher said back then, and I grew up like this, that's right!

What is he laughing at?
Could it be that the teacher also made a mistake back then, or did I remember a certain part wrong?
Could it be that I have not been able to realize some key things...

In this way, Clayton fell into a deep self-circulation...

Mosa took the time to think: Thanks to this magical world, if he dared to do this in his previous life, he would either be transferred, or he would probably sit on the bench until he died, and he would be beaten up...

This thought disappeared in an instant, anyway, this world is full of money...

"Cong, Congxin. Ha, puff. Haha, Congxin, hahaha." Mo Sa tried to hold back.
But he laughed like a five-hundred-jin fool.

(﹃)
Clayton would never know that in a civilized country with a glorious history of 5000 years, a simplified Chinese character separated from top to bottom becomes "Congxin".

This word is called - Cowardly!
Hahahaha(ω)hiahiahia
Mosa is very melancholy now, sitting on hilarious jokes but not being able to share them with others, he can only wrap up tightly in a small quilt and sit in a corner silently admiring what a painful thing it is! !

This kind of pain is comparable to eating a seafood feast alone without being able to take pictures and post them on Moments! !
melancholy.
Originally, Mosa had recovered a little bit, but Clayton's little expression of self-doubt made Mosa want to laugh even more...

"Hahahahaha!"

A vein flashed across Clayton's forehead, "No! Yes! Laughter!!"

"Yes!" Mosa hurriedly straightened his body and stood up, tensing his whole body muscles to control his movements.

"Pfft..." But the next moment, he couldn't hold back and laughed...

I can't bear it at all...

Clayton: "."

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by.

boom!
Mo Sa suddenly put his head in his hands and exclaimed, "Ah! It hurts!"

The next moment, Mosa noticed Clayton's unkind expression, covering his head with one hand, and blocking his body with the other.

"I beg you! Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, don't fight anymore! Puff! I won't laugh anymore! Puff! Puff..."

Clayton gave a sneer smile and said, "Heh!"

Bang bang bang!
clap clap clap!
Before Mosa's screams could be heard, Clayton's adjutant couldn't help but speak up: "Lord Lieutenant General! The ship is about to capsize!"

"Over there! Tie it up!"

"Hold on tight!"

"Don't run around!"

There was a sound of chaos from below
"Sword Doctrine: Congxin let me laugh for another 10 minutes, hahahaha (ω) hia hia hia"——Mosa, who was violently beaten by Clayton in the middle of the night, laughing out pigs in bed.

……

What's inside, Ben Dong asks for a ticket and collection...

I've been forgetting about this lately...

(End of this chapter)