The Star Train's Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 181 Accepting Disciples on March 7th

Koushirou sat down on the futon. On March 7th, Meng Huaifeng and Kuina also sat down in front of him.

"The foundation of Isshin-ryu is the theory of the breath of all things. All things have their own breath. Perceive the breath. Steel has gaps, plants and trees have spirits. Ultimately, you can cut iron without cutting cotton."

Koushirou placed the broken blade that had been shattered by March 7th in front of him, then plucked a hair and laid it horizontally on the broken blade.

Koushirou closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Meng Huaifeng and the other two widened their eyes involuntarily, and unconsciously held their breath.

"Shh!"

A flash of cold light, and the broken blade snapped in two again, but the hair on the broken blade remained intact.

"Wow, that's amazing!" March 7 exclaimed.

Koushirou's face was slightly pale, clearly indicating that this sword strike had taken a heavy toll.

Meng Huaifeng could also achieve this by making the Phantom Gun appear ethereal, but the significance would be entirely different.

Koushirou's sword did indeed pierce through the hair, yet it was not severed.

Putting aside its destructive power, this move is indeed very powerful.

"Use your mind to control your blade, cut what must be cut, and protect what cannot be damaged. When you can cut nothing, you can also cut nothing. This is the ultimate unified concept of Isshin-ryu: cutting through all things and protecting one's will."

"Unfortunately, my strength is limited, and I can only use it to this extent. It cannot be applied to actual combat. I hope you can carry it forward." Koushirou said with some regret.

"I will!" March 7th assured confidently.

Isn't sensing the breath of all things simply a matter of intuition?

Although March 7th is a bit silly, his intuition is very accurate.

If it's a theory that requires thinking, even March 7th might not be able to learn it.

But this set of sword principles is really suitable for March 7th.

Koushirou began to teach Sangetsu-shichi more about how to comprehend the breath of all things.

Although this is not swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly the core of Isshin-ryu.

Although Guina couldn't understand it, she listened attentively.

Only Meng Huaifeng felt a bit awkward; he realized that learning this skill was useless to him.

In his eyes, everything is code, so learning that everything breathes is a contradiction!
Moreover, his phantom gun can achieve the same effect.

Meng Huaifeng simply stared blankly at March 7th. Even when March 7th got serious with a straight face, she was still quite adorable.

A true word is passed on, and a thousand volumes of books are falsely passed on.

In just over ten minutes, Koushirou had already covered everything he needed to say; from now on, it was up to March 7th to figure it out for himself.

Worried that March 7th might forget it after a while, Meng Huaifeng extracted the video information and sent it to March 7th.

Just as March 7th was about to go outside to try it out, Koushirou couldn't help but say shyly, "Um, Miss March, could I take a look at your sword? I'm not only a swordsman, but also a swordsmith."

Although his forging skills were not outstanding, his father, Shimotsuki Kozaburo, was a true master forger.

When he sensed March Seven's breath, he realized that March Seven's weapon was ridiculously powerful, and that the difference between Wado Ichimonji and it was even greater than the difference between ordinary swords and supreme grade swords.

If he had to use a single word to describe it, Koushirou could only call it a divine weapon.

Such a divine weapon would be something that would be strange for either a swordsman or a blacksmith not to take a look at.

"A sword, it's a sword! Here you go." March Seven emphasized again, agreeing immediately and handing the glass sword to Koushirou.

"It's a sword, a fine sword, a truly fine sword! Such exquisite craftsmanship, its resilience and sharpness are all unbelievable, and what exactly is the material used to forge it..." Koushirou was overjoyed, his eyes squinting as wide as they could, almost pressing them against the sword.

Suddenly, a scene flashed into Meng Huaifeng's mind: Elder Jinchi borrowing Tang Sanzang's cassock.

Shaking his head, he thought, "Koushirou probably wouldn't do something like not repaying a loan."

Moreover, with his own Heavenly Questioning Technique, no matter who takes the Glazed Sword away and hides it, it cannot escape his grasp.

Even Kuina couldn't bear to look at Koushirou's pathetic state and hurriedly went outside.

On March 7th, he temporarily used that ordinary longsword and went out to comprehend the breath of all things.

Meanwhile, Zoro came back again, making a ruckus, and challenged Kuina once more, only to be defeated by her.

On March 7th, he tried to sense the breathing of the wooden stake in front of him, and slashed it with his sword at the weakest point of the breathing he sensed.

It took very little force to cut the wooden stake in half, leaving a perfectly smooth cut.

The Mirror Style swordsmanship emphasizes violence: how to swing the sword faster and how to unleash greater power from a single force.

In short, it's about being faster, stronger, and fighting to the death.

However, due to his personality, March 7th was unable to fully unleash the power of this sword technique.

The swordsmanship of Isshin-ryu teaches Mitsuki Shichi how to find weaknesses.

Combining the two on March 7th is equivalent to an attack plus a critical hit.

Although the attack power is slightly weakened, a critical hit should be comparable to the power that the Mirror Style swordsmanship should have.

As for whether Jingliu and Yanqing will become stronger after learning this set of sword principles.

With Jingliu's erratic and Yanqing's impulsive nature, do they seem like people who can calm down and perceive weaknesses?
They only want to be faster and stronger; if one strike isn't enough, they'll strike again, attacking and sweeping the ground.

I've already slashed several times in the time it takes you to sense your breath, okay?
"What Uncle Koushirou taught me is very useful. How about this, I'll teach you swordsmanship." Feeling a little embarrassed that he had gotten the better deal, March Seven said to Kuina.

"Sister March, you've already taught me internal energy techniques," Guina said, somewhat apprehensively.

She felt overwhelmed by the excessive care they had shown her.

"Oh dear, that's not enough. This is just as powerful. Come on, let's find a spacious place and I'll teach you." March 7th pulled Kuina and ran out of the dojo.

Ever since telling March 7 about Kuina's fate, March 7 has been even more concerned than he is. Meng Huaifeng shook his head and followed.

Arriving at the cliff where Kuina had previously trained, March 7th began teaching Kuina swordsmanship.

Kuina has a very good foundation, so she doesn't need to start from the basics like March 7th did.

If you have sufficient comprehension, you can learn a sword technique in just a few repetitions.

If you still can't learn it after several tries, don't doubt it, you don't have the talent to become stronger.

Meng Huaifeng leaned against a tree trunk and casually shaped a piece of wood into the shape of a talisman.

Then, the protective power is stored in the amulet. The amount of protective power is not much, and even an amulet made of ordinary material cannot bear more.

However, it can still withstand a blow from a powerful Emperor-level expert.

Regardless of how Kuina was killed by falling from the more than three-meter-high ladder, whether her head hit the whetstone or the Wado Ichimonji fell and pierced her vitals.

Anyway, this protective force will definitely be able to defend against it.

I added a small trigger condition, and the amulet is now complete.

It will become invalid after being triggered once.

We helped her through a near-death experience; her fate afterward is up to her.

Night had fallen, and the bright moon rose from the sea, becoming the backdrop for the seventh day of the third lunar month.

"Next is the last move. Watch closely, this move will be very cool," March 7 said to Kuina.

Kuina watched March 7's movements intently. March 7 leaped off the cliff, stepping onto the sea.

"Zhaoche...Wanchuan!"

On March 7th, the sword leaped high, unleashing countless icy rays that poured down like a torrential rain. The sea surface, frozen by the previous sword energy, was shattered by the next, in an endless cycle.

Meng Huaifeng found the most beautiful angle and captured the scene.

Huh? When did I become March's personal photographer?
Never mind, that's not important. I'll just take pictures if I want to.

On March 7th, he fell back onto the cliff, and the sea below had become a sheet of ice.

"Have you memorized it? You definitely won't be able to learn it in a short time. Just remember it, and you can gradually understand it later." March 7th held his sword, exuding the demeanor of a grandmaster.

“I understand, Ms. March,” Kuina said earnestly, correcting herself.

"Yes, disciple, I remember. This sword technique comes from the Five Valiant Warriors of the Immortal Ship Cloud, Sword Master Wuxia Feiguang Jingliu, who is your grandmaster. You also have a senior uncle, General Jingyuan of the Immortal Ship Luofu, and a senior brother, Yanqing." The newly appointed teacher, Sanyueqi, pretended to be mature and solemnly explained the origin of his sect to Gu Yina.

Kuina nodded blankly, but after she set sail and traveled all over the world and the Grand Line, she still couldn't find the name that March 7 had mentioned.

It wasn't until the star orbits between the two realms were opened and they entered the universe that Kuina realized just how powerful her background truly was.

Meng Huaifeng tossed the newly made talisman to Guina and said, "Consider this your apprenticeship gift. It can save your life in a crisis, so remember to carry it with you at all times."

"Yes, thank you, Huaifeng... Uncle-Master," Guina said. But why was her apprenticeship gift given by her Uncle-Master?
The teacher didn't object either.

The group had already announced that they would meet at the dock early the next morning to depart. Despite Koushirou's repeated pleas, the two stayed overnight at Isshin Dojo.

The light in Koushirou's room remained on all night, and his father, Kousaburo, was also in the room.

Hmm, it looks even more like it now.

The next morning, Koushirou and Kousaburo reluctantly returned the glass sword to March 7.

On March 7th, Meng Huaifeng left Guina a solar-powered cell phone that could be blessed by Meng Huaifeng, so they could stay in touch even after they parted ways.

However, once the train crew left the planet, the network coverage of the Interstellar Peace Corporation was disrupted.

We are temporarily unable to contact you.

It's true that phones blessed by Meng Huaifeng can connect through destiny, but only if the two users embark on the same destiny.

When the two returned to the dock, they found that everyone's clothes were much simpler, but not too simple, since they still loved to look good.

Xing bought a captain's hat and wore it on her head, with a curved knife hanging at her waist. She really looked like a heroic female captain.

As the train crew boarded the ship, Xing stood at the bow and shouted, "Raise the sails, set sail!"

Well, she's learned her lesson. Since she didn't add the younger ones, let her experience being a captain.

The howling sea wind made Xing's trench coat flutter, and Xing covered her hat to keep it from being blown away by the gale.

"Click."

I took a handsome photo of Xing on March 7th.

"Come fishing! Let's see who catches the biggest fish today," Meng Huaifeng called out.

Several fishermen came to the side of the boat with their fishing rods.

Meng Huaifeng, March 7th, dawn, Zhu Zhuqing, a total of four people.

Danheng went into the water to retrieve treasures. He really loves these Taobao game stars and insisted on going in with him.

Ji Zi, Su Xiaoli, and Yan were sunbathing. Su Xiaoli would occasionally bring a glass of juice to the fishermen, and then stand behind Meng Huaifeng and watch for a while.

Meng Huaifeng suddenly felt a strong force coming from the fishing rod. Overjoyed, he had caught a fish!

The train crew didn't care at all about things like casting, reeling in, or playing the fish.

If Uncle Yang were here, he might look down on their skills with disdain, but these are all young people who don't care about such things.

Imaginary force strengthens the fishing rod and line, resulting in a powerful pull.

What kind of fish can rival their strength?
A large sailfish, over six meters long, was thrown up.

The sailfish is placed at the stern of the boat, and any fish caught by others that is smaller than it will be released.

Only if the fish is larger than the marlin will the marlin be released, and the larger fish will be kept instead.

Suddenly, Po Xiao stood up and exerted his strength, but unfortunately, it was just a small fish a little over four meters long, which he released directly into the sea.

Xing emerged from the distant sea, glanced at the four people fishing, and then dived back into the water.

Xing took a broken table out of the train ticket, hung it on the fishing hook, and then pulled the fishing line.

"I've taken the bait too!" March 7th exclaimed happily.

March 7th pulled the rod, and the easy feeling made March 7th slightly disappointed; it seemed to be a small fish.

When it was fully pulled up, March 7th discovered that it wasn't even a fish, but a broken table!

"How could there be something like this in the ocean?" March 7th asked, looking puzzled.

Meng Huaifeng stroked his chin thoughtfully. Their fishing hooks went more than ten meters into the sea. How could there be a table in such a deep sea?

The table can float on the sea.

Looking at March 7th, the three illiterate people, Po Xiao and Zhu Zhuqing, thought it was normal and didn't seem to realize what was happening at all.

A sense of intellectual superiority welled up within me.

Then, starting on March 7th, I started catching things frequently – boxes, buckets, water shoes, you name it – but no fish!
"How is this possible..." March 7th was starting to doubt his own existence.

A sea monster, about 70 or 80 meters long, passed by. Xing's eyes lit up, and she pulled the sea monster over and hooked it onto her fishing hook.

However, the hook was too small and couldn't hold the fish, so Xing had to tie the fishing line to the sea king.

On March 7th, without any expectation, she gave it a slight pull, but it didn't budge.

I tried, but it still didn't budge.

And it will struggle.

"It's alive! This time it's not junk, and it's very heavy!" March 7th was overjoyed.

On March 7th, with all its might, the entire Skyfall Justice tilted slightly.

A huge shadow appeared from beneath the ship.

"Something's wrong, March, stop!" Meng Huaifeng said hurriedly.

However, it was too late. A sea monster even larger than the Skyfall Justice was pulled out of the sea and crashed down on the Skyfall Justice.

Large amounts of seawater poured onto the ship like a torrential downpour, leaving it in a mess.

If this is left unchecked, the Justice from the Sky might be sunk!
Meng Huaifeng quickly erected a firewall to cover the entire ship.

The sea monster crashed onto the firewall and slowly slid into the sea.

The fishing line wrapped around its body came into everyone's view. Without a doubt, it was not caught by fishing, but tied up!

"Ah Xing?"

That name instantly came to mind for everyone.

That's what we call reputation!
(End of this chapter)