After entering the dojo, Naoba entered the dressing room with a satchel and put on all the protective gear.

Her grandfather was a very old-fashioned man, and since her brother gave up kendo, he has become very unwelcome to him.

He devoted all his energy to teaching his granddaughter, who was serious about learning kendo.

Kiriya knelt in the center of the dojo, his gray brows furrowed.

For some reason, my granddaughter, who comes to the dojo every day to train, is absent for several days for no reason.

He couldn't help but think of something bad.

Naoba should not be entangled in social scum such as bad boys!

Thinking of a group of bad people with colorful hair and putting dirty paws on their dear granddaughter, Isshin's lungs are about to explode.

"Wow, I feel that the aura on my grandfather's body today seems to be even more terrifying, is that why I didn't come over a few days ago?"

Naoba, who was holding a bamboo sword, looked at his grandfather, whose face became darker, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The head hid behind Bai Ye, who was floating in midair.

"Our grandfather does exude anger, but it is not on you, but..." Bai

Ye tilted his head, a puzzled look in his eyes.

It was clear that Kirito had never seen himself, why did this emotion seem to loom against him.

It's not reasonable at all, he and Kiriya have never met.

"Ahem, Naoba, you haven't been training these days, and you need to warm up with your sword swing before fighting.

Kiritani coughed lightly, his sharp gaze on Naoba.

Fortunately, I was secretly relieved to find that my granddaughter's pace had not changed.

At present, no newborn has made a move on his granddaughter.

"Yes, Grandpa.

Naoba pulled out the bamboo sword in the sword bag, and was suddenly stunned, and his eyes flickered and blinked a few times.

This and the bamboo knife that has accompanied her for many years seem to have become much lighter.

Of course, human training is actually divided into two parts, one of which is to make enough food for one's own body. The

3D dragon stuck to Naoba's unfathomed lower abdomen, and said in a brisk tone.

Why is the senior chef much more robust than usual, except for the fact that he has to taste it every time he cooks, he doesn't know how many times he has to repeat it every day.

Naoba is actually the same reason, in addition, Bai Ye uses the Hui Dao every night to help her nourish her body, which plays a more critical role.

"Grandpa... I may need to change to a bamboo sword that adults use.

Naoba clasped one hand on his arm and said a little embarrassed.

If the girl has too much strength, it is actually a bit humiliating, what did the little beast do to herself?"

"Naoba, you are still in the period of physical development, and the heavy bamboo sword you use not only does not improve kendo, but will restrict your performance.

Kiritani shook his head and wanted to refuse his granddaughter's request and tell her not to be too ambitious.

But looking at the profession that had not yet shown fatigue by swinging the bamboo sword out of the afterimage, he silently got up, walked to the bucket containing a bunch of bamboo swords, took out a brand new bamboo sword, and handed it to his granddaughter.

The two of them were chopping back and forth in the empty dojo, and if it weren't for Bai Ye's 3D dragon form without a mouth, they would be about to yawn.

Now in his eyes, ordinary people's fighting matches are like toddler fights, and it is difficult for him to arouse his interest.

Of course, beautiful girls fight another story.

"Snap!"

Kiriya blocked Naoba's splitting sword, his hands were actually a little numb from the shock, and the bamboo sword in his hand almost came out.

Ah this....

A few days have passed, how did Naoba become so violent, when he was the same age as Naoba, he had already lost his armor under her furious attack.

"Stop, Naoba, have you done any special training lately?"

Isshin took several steps back in a row, a feeling of soreness swept through his arms, and waved his hand to signal Naoba to stop.

In terms of skills alone, the experience accumulated over the years is definitely more than that of the young Naoba.

But under Bai Ye's opening, Naoba can already suppress his old and frail grandfather with strength.

Naoba put down the bamboo sword a little unpleasantly, and every time she trained, her grandfather suppressed her with strong sword skills, and even resisted with all her strength.

The situation was finally reversed, and she hadn't fought enough.

"How about cooking for my brother?" said

Naoba with his index finger on his lips, thinking for a moment and said in a serious tone.

Kiriya

was silent and ended today's lesson early with a wave of his hand.

Naoba looked at his grandfather bent over, walked out of the dojo with a lonely expression, and said to Bai Ye with some guilt:

"Am I a little too much, bullying the elderly grandfather with the power of a small beast, obviously he likes kendo the most."

Bai Ye lowered his head and listened quietly.

He feels as if his body has adapted to the real world, and he will not feel any discomfort when switching back to its original appearance at this time.

After all, he is not a natural Pokémon, and maintaining the appearance of a 3D dragon for a long time is not as convenient as that of a human form.

While Naoba was speaking, the figure of the 3D dragon disappeared instantly, replaced by NPC Bai Ye.

He patted Naoba's shoulder, covering the entire dojo through the world, and found where Kiritani Isshin was, and said with a chuckle:

"It seems that your grandfather and his old man are still not old age, and now he is in the kitchen, and he probably wants to try what you call 'training method'."

"Poof, Grandpa still doesn't admit defeat as before..." Issin

was not good at cooking at all, and Naoba couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker at the thought of his grandfather in the kitchen.

Suddenly, Naoba's laughter gradually weakened, his head wrote slightly, and he looked blankly at the hand on his shoulder.

His face changed suddenly, without any hesitation, his hands suddenly forced, and the bamboo sword slashed towards Bai Ye's head with sonic boom accurately.

The strength of Naoya, whose strength was enhanced by Bai Ye, shot with all his strength, and ordinary people were hit in the head, and severe concussions were considered light.

A breeze lifted in the completely enclosed dojo, and Naoba's short hair was slightly blown.

Her pupils constricted, and her dark pupils reflected Bai Ye's two fingers holding the bamboo sword.

"Why? It's just a different appearance, can't you even hear my voice?" Bai

Ye, who was still wearing the same equipment in the game, looked like a middle-grade second-patient patient and reluctantly snatched the bamboo sword from Naoba's hand.

With Naoba's strength, no matter how she attacked Bai Ye, she couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

If it weren't for the power of the countershock, which might have injured Naoba, Bai Ye wouldn't even make any defensive moves.

"Little... Small... Multilateral beast, you can actually become a human!" After

getting along with Bai Ye for almost a month, Naoba was extremely familiar with his voice, and looked up at Bai Ye, who was much taller than himself, in surprise, his voice was distorted, and his face suddenly turned crimson.

Steam could be vaguely seen rising above her head.

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