60 Chapter 60 : Glimpse of the realm

"Your talents and aptitudes are completely sufficient and the sword intent is already good enough. You are not much far from the realm of the swordsman, but you don't have the arrogance to step into the realm of the swordsman."

"I have been deliberately suppressing your emotions, allowing your emotions to accumulate and for it to finally burst out. I wanted to use this slash to let you experience firsthand what is a swordsman and what is the realm of steel cutting ."

Momonga looked at Blaze with a complicated expression: "It's just that I didn't expect that you could do it so quickly."

"Then am I in the realm of the swordsman now?"

Blaze couldn't help asking.

Momonga shook his head: "No."

"That feeling is just a moment, it's fleeting, you just stepped into the realm of steel cutting for an instant, if you want to really..."

Momonga hadn't finished speaking yet.

A slash swept past him.

The cigarette in his mouth fell into two pieces.

A crack of more than ten meters long appeared on the ground in front of him again.

"Is that so?"

".........!"

Momonga opened his mouth wide, his chin almost smashed the floor in shock.

"!!!"

"How can this be?!"

Tokikake saw this scene with his own eyes and the his eyes were about to come out.

Although Momousagi and Doberman have seen it once, they were shocked when they saw it again.

"That kid... really stepped into the realm of a swordsman."

The shocked Momonga looked at Blaze with dull eyes and his voice was trembling:

"You, you, you, you, how did you do it?!"

"Just as you said, remember that strong feeling, it will burst out in an instant and slashed out with the slash."

Blaze looked at him and tilted his head.

"No, it's impossible. The emotion that you broke out before was obviously suppressed by me for two months. It has already erupted. How can it break out again?"

Momonga was dumbfounded.

Hearing what he said, Blaze grinned at him:

"If I talk about anger, I can have as much as I want. Especially every time I see Mr. Momonga's face and this hairstyle, I can't help but be...angry!"

"I feel that as long as you are here, Mr. Momonga, I can easily accumulate anger and become familiar with the explosive feeling."

Listening to his words, Momonga's eyes widened.

Under the dim moonlight.

Blaze carried Raikiri, tilted his head, his eyes glowing red and he seemed to be exuding a strong aura behind him.

He tilted his head and grinned at Momonga.

"The time is still there. Let me practice a few more times, Mr. Momonga."

Looking at Blaze's red eyes and a weirdly brilliant smile, an inexplicable chill spread in Momonga's heart, making his scalp numb .

Could it be... what caused him trouble was suppressing Blaze crazy for two consecutive months? !

Blaze, whose eyes were glowing red, appeared in front of the Momonga and slashed with his sword.

It's just a simple chop, the action is extremely simple and decisive, without any muddling.

After all, in the past two months, Blaze has practiced this simplest slash no less than 100,000 times.

He also realised.

This kind of simplest, wide open slash, can burst out one's own momentum and strength all at once.

This kind of simple slash is also the most close to the essence of swordsmanship.

If he had been relying on the sword to fight the enemy, always thinking about how to improve the power of the sword, it will make Blaze gradually deviate from the essence of swordsmanship and embark on a flashy road.

Momonga's guidance to Blaze over the past two months can be regarded as correcting him, indicating the right direction for him to take toward the road of swordsmanship.

Although he knew in his heart that Momonga did help him a lot.

But Blaze still didn't plan to let it go.

At least he will hack him couple of times!

"Die!"

Raikiri in Blaze's hand made a perfect arc, slashing from top to bottom on the Momonga's raised sword.

Clang!

Accompanied by a sharp collision of blades.

The two men clashed violently with swords.

The raging wind swept around the place where the two confronted and the dust on the ground was stirred up.

The two figures constantly flickering on the No. 4 Harbor, holding their swords in opposition were one large and one small.

The slashes that the two wielded raged around and the ground was chopped away one after another, causing constant gusts of wind.

Courtyard wall.

Seeing this Tokikake opened his mouth and numbly said:

"I...I'm dreaming? That kid actually fought back and forth with Momonga?!"

Doberman touched his head and smiled.

"This is really... amazing."

After the shock, Momousagi Gion gradually calmed down, a pair of enchanting beautiful eyes stared at Blaze who was constantly flashing in the court, regardless of defense, just blindly launching a stormy offensive toward Momonga.

Looking at Momonga who was so embarrassed by his offensive.

Momousagi couldn't help but bend her beautiful eyes slightly and her mouth raised a charming smile.

"Blaze... what a surprising little guy."

The battle between the two lasted for more than ten minutes and Momonga found an opportunity and left quickly, leaving only a word.

"I have nothing to teach you. From tomorrow, you don't need to come."

"Huhuhu..."

Blaze, holding Raikiri in his right hand, was lying on the bumpy No. 4 Harbor with a big smile on his small face.

"Hahaha."

"Finally managed to slash that guy."

...

the other side.

"Puff! Momonga, your hair...hahaha."

Seeing the half-short mohawk head of Momonga, Tokikake couldn't help but laugh.