Xingyue, the heroic spirit I summon, is myself

"Yes, it's been ten years. During these ten years, I have been watching you, and you have never let me down."

Shusuke Kondo said, looking at Mu Yuan with some emotion in his tone.

"Although you have shown amazing talent since you were young, you have never been proud of your talent. You have worked harder than anyone else. You have never let go of the sword in your hand. You are my pride!

but... boy,

A person's eyes may be deceiving, his behavior may be deceiving, but his sword will never! "

When Shusuke Kondo said this, his gaze towards Mu Yuan became serious and sharp.

"

Your sword tells me that it... cuts through things! "

Mu Yuan was stunned.

"Although the sword power on your body is fierce, it is the result of you swinging the sword more and more, but your sword is only power, not intention!"

Kondo Shusuke watched Mu Yuan quietly, and said: "Your sword is full of confusion, and that's why I can't hand it over to you.

You are very talented, but it just so happens that if you swing your sword with someone else's blood.

Then maybe in the future, you will not be in control of the sword, but will be swallowed by the sword! "

Mu Yuan was silent, he understood what Kondo Shusuke meant.

After all, he has been swinging the sword for so long, it has been ten years.

And in this gym, I also met so many people and warriors.

Although Mu Yuan's purpose has always been clear, to leave a legend and have the qualifications to become a heroic spirit.

But as Shusuke Kondo said, the sword in Mu Yuan's hand cannot bear the lives of others!

"...Taught, Master."

Mu Yuan bowed deeply to Shusuke Kondo.

Seeing this, Kondo Shusuke couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.

"Where is she, the boss?"

But at this moment, Mu Yuan raised his head and looked at Shusuke Kondo again.

"She's...already overtaken me, isn't she?"

Facing Mu Yuan's question, Kondo Shusuke, who was silent for a while, finally nodded to Mu Yuan.

A sigh.

Even holding the book of Heroic Spirit Cultivation in his hand, and gently stroking the words Mu Yuan presented on the black book with his fingers, he sighed softly at this moment.

Although Mu Yuan is a "spectator", he controls and chooses the simulated life with a high-latitude vision like God's vision.

But the projection of Watanabe Muyuan, in the final analysis, is him, which is equivalent to a clone, and the two are actually one person.

So feeling, is figured out.

At this moment, Mu Yuan also felt unwilling.

And at this moment,

【You who know everything from Mr. Shusuke Kondo, choose...】

[A, continue to study, B, return to the family, C, become a wanderer, D, personally interfere. 】

Mu Yuan knew that the next fate-determining branch was coming.

But this time Mu Yuan didn't hesitate for too long, he put his hand on option D to intervene personally.

Mu Yuan knew that at this moment, she would only make that kind of choice.

In an instant, Muyuan Watanabe, who had closed his eyes, slowly opened them.

Kondo Shusuke frowned, looking at Mu Yuan with doubts.

Because at this moment, he suddenly felt that Mu Yuan's power had suddenly increased by a huge amount!

This is because Mu Yuan has three opportunities to personally interfere with things, and every time she interferes, the character she projects will double her strength!

"I see, teacher."

Mu Yuan opened his eyes, got up and saluted Kondo Shusuke again.

"I already know what I should do."

"I'll go to the chief, I'll ask her... the sword in my hand!"

Picture: "Okita Souji", location: "Images/1669718908-100347977-109626187.jpg"

Volume 4: Chapter [-] Okita Souji, come fencing!

"Well, don't you think that's Mu Yuan?"

Coincidentally coming back tonight, Shinsengumi Isamu Kondo and Hijikata Toshizo, who will shine with Souji Okita in the future, saw Muyuan coming out of the teacher's house.

Isamu Kondo, who was about 25 or six years old, showed a friendly smile. When he stepped forward to say hello to Mu Yuan: "Junior Brother Mu Yuan..."

"Wait." In stark contrast to Isamu Kondo, Hijikata Toshizo, who was expressionless and even indifferent, frowned, as if he had discovered something, and pulled Isamu Kondo back.

Under Isamu Kondo's suspicious eyes, Hijikata Toshizo looked at Mu Yuan and said, "He seems to be... a little different from usual."

"Different?" Isamu Kondo was at a loss.

He looked at Mu Yuan again.

"I don't see any difference. Could it be that they have grown taller again?"

"His sword posture is different from usual." Hijikata Toshizo said with narrowed eyes.

Hearing this, Kondo Yong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mu Yuan again.

He was originally a swordsman who left a pen and ink record in history, just like Hijikata Toshizo and Okita Souji, and he is also the leader of the future Shinsengumi.

Therefore, it is natural to see the clues very quickly.

So Isamu Kondo couldn't help laughing, and said: "It seems that the timing of our return tonight is just right, this sharp sword has been hidden by our teacher for more than ten years.

Today...it looks like it's about to be unsheathed! "

Soon, in Souji Okita's room.

Mu Yuan pushed open the door.

Moonlight, falling from the window.

As if a ray of cherry blossoms floated in front of his eyes, Mu Yuan saw in the room, the Director Okita who was sitting by the window looking at the moon.

"Mu Yuan?"

Souji Okita, who was dressed in a pink kimono, turned his head and saw that the person who broke into the room was Mu Yuan, the dumb hair on the top of his head shook slightly, and his eyes showed doubts.

"What's the matter so late?" Blinking her golden eyes, she was not unhappy because of Mu Yuan's rash intrusion, she was just curious.

"Boss, can I trouble you to accompany me tonight?"

Slightly stunned, Director Okita quickly came to his senses, got up and happily replied: "It's sword practice, right, no problem."

As she spoke, she prepared to pick up the wooden sword that was placed aside.

But Mu Yuan stopped her. Under the suspicious eyes of Director Okita, she shook her head slightly and said seriously: "Today we don't use wooden swords... but iron swords!"

Director Chong Tian was stunned for a while, his eyes widened slightly, but when she was about to say something, her eyes met Mu Yuan's.

I saw the deep eyes, now calm and full of firmness!

And at this moment, Director Okita finally noticed the sword force that was brewing on Mu Yuan's body at this moment.

That sword is getting stronger and stronger tonight,

It seems that it has been suppressed for a long time, and today it is finally about to burst out completely.

"...That's it."

Okita Souji smiled, but she didn't say much.

Because the communication between swordsmen has never been words, but swords in hands.

And this kind of communication has continued since the two of them were nine years old.

"It's just a little difficult, Mu Yuan, because neither you nor I, the teacher has not given us the qualification to hold the iron sword?"

Hearing this, Mu Yuan was about to speak.

"Then use our sword." Isamu Kondo, who had been following behind him, walked in with Hijikata Toshizo with a smile.

"Senior Kondo, Senior Hijikata, you are back!" Looking at the two, Souji Okita's eyes lit up, and he said happily.

"Yeah." Isamu Kondo smiled and nodded to Souji Okita, then looked at Mu Yuan and said, "How?"

"Brother is kind, of course I won't refuse, but... Teacher, he blamed you for this, so don't blame me afterwards." Mu Yuan naturally laughed too.

"It's okay, after all, it's for the sake of my lovely juniors and juniors, right Suisan."

In response to the smiling face from Isamu Kondo, Hijikata Toshizo nodded indifferently.

So shortly after,

in the backyard.

Okita Souji and Mu Yuan, armed with sharp swords, came under the cherry tree in the courtyard.

It happened to be the season of cherry blossoms in full bloom at this moment, the brilliance of the bright moon fell on the ground, and the dancing cherry blossoms slowly fell on the heads of Okita Souji and Mu Yuan.

The two watched each other silently.

"Bullshit!"

Just as Isamu Kondo and Toshizo Hijikata stood in the dark, watching the two young genius swordsmen, Shusuke Kondo's voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Father!"

Isamu Kondo hurriedly said respectfully... Shusuke Kondo is his adoptive father, and Isamu Kondo is also the appointed heir to the gym in the future.

"Who allowed you to hand over your swords to them!"

Kondo Shusuke glanced at them lingeringly.

Just when Isamu Kondo smiled awkwardly, while his brain was running wildly, thinking about how to get away with it.

"...But it's too late tonight, my eyesight is not very good, I can't see clearly, I'm old, old."

The words fell, in the blank eyes of Isamu Kondo and Toshizo Hijikata.

Shusuke Kondo passed them and sat down in front of them.

Then he looked at the two young genius swordsmen in the courtyard, who were taught by himself, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"The moment has finally come, these two sharp swords are about to be unsheathed!"

Facing Shusuke Kondo with a look of relief and even anticipation on his face, Isamu Kondo and Toshizo Hijikata glanced at each other, then Isamu Kondo shook his head slightly, couldn't help but smiled and came to sit next to Shusuke Kondo , Hijikata Toshizo followed closely behind.

"Are you ready?"

In the courtyard, the wordless silence was finally broken by Mu Yuan's soft words.

"Ah."

Okita Souji responded, and the moment her voice fell, the smile on her face disappeared.

In the eyes, at this moment, there is only Mu Yuan alone.

Immediately, Souji Okita moved first.

Since they met when they were nine years old, almost every few days, the disciples in the gymnasium can see the scene of two people holding wooden swords facing each other.

So how could Mr. Okita not be familiar with Mu Yuan's swordsmanship.

It is different from Okita Souji who is good at dexterous combat, making full use of swordsmanship, footwork, jujitsu and the flexibility of his own body as a woman.

Mu Yuan's sword is more focused on taking advantage of the situation and actual combat in the natural flow of mind.

The moments when he swung his sword to attack were rare.