He took out a broken sword and began practicing.
"────Synchronize, begin."
As if it was a self-suggestion, Emiya Shirou recited the spell he was used to saying. In fact, it was just a self-suggestion.
Ai Li’s reply was that it was more handsome to say it this way.
For Shirou Emiya, who had no magic seals and insufficient knowledge of magic, the spell was just a way to change himself. The moment he activated the magic, it felt like a red-hot iron rod was piercing his spine.
This is not a metaphor
In reality, there was something invisible and intangible, like a pair of fire chopsticks, slowly being inserted into Emiya Shirou's spine.
In fact, the boy who thought he had no talent had surprisingly many magic circuits. It was just that when he was developing it, he mistakenly thought that he could only build one, so he was in this predicament.
Kiritsugu's inherent time-controlled mage seal was affected by his bloodline and he was unable to transplant it.
In order to realize his ideal of being a righteous partner, he can only use some extreme magic release techniques.
Concentrate and the magic circuit will be successfully connected.
After struggling like walking on a mountain of needles, the iron rod reached deep into the body and finally melted into a part of the body.
It took almost an hour to get here...
"--------Basic framework revealed."
"────Composition materials, explain."
Strengthening an object is simply a strengthening magic that grasps the structure of the target object and injects magic power to temporarily enhance its capabilities.
"-------- Basic framework, change."
The broken iron sword in front of me, I inject magic power into it and perform a magic that simply strengthens its hardness.
"Material composition, reinforcement"
The heat in my body cooled rapidly, the iron rod passing through my spine disappeared, and my lungs, squeezed to their limit, greedily demanded oxygen.
“Ha—ah, haaaa, haaaaa—!”
Emiya Shirou's body was bent into a "U" shape, enduring the dizziness that could easily lead to loss of consciousness.
"Ah, damn, failed again..."
The iron sword did not change. The injected magic power seemed to dissipate outside.
“It’s very difficult to work on something that already has a shape.”
However, it was a stroke of luck that it ended at this stage. The situation just now was really dangerous. If I had recovered a breath slower, my internal organs would have been almost completely destroyed.
Illya was completely stunned.
The process of the magic trick made her scalp tingle and her heart tremble with fear. It turned out that the foolishness she and Ellie had done back then had caused such a big mistake, which now seemed like a crime.
If it weren't for his brother Shirou Emiya's incredible ability to concentrate, it might have exploded like a rotten tomato just now.
It's over. Brother, you'd better give up magic. Otherwise, it will be too late to save him even if he is sent to the Clock Tower.
But she also understood that this idiot had always dreamed of becoming a righteous partner and would never give up even if he died. The girl Illya fell into deep thought and entanglement.
This proposition was too big for her, and the girl's own magic skills were mediocre, relying more on her talent with puppets to hone her skills.
Or rather, it is not called tempering, but rather it is redeveloping by absorbing the knowledge of Einzbern.
"Um...Brother, you should go practice swordplay."
Without paying any attention, Shirou walked happily into the courtyard. He didn't care about the danger just now and practiced hard under the moon.
He took off his shirt, and underneath his coat was solid muscle and bone. There was a unique rhythm above his flesh and blood that rose and fell with his breathing.
This is the talent that Mr. Noah required me to practice swordplay with, and it is also the sword instinct that was trained by that man himself.
Shirou Emiya has always had a feeling that he has an unparalleled intuition when it comes to swords.
Unlike magic, he didn't feel any pain when practicing kendo. Even if his muscles were torn and his bones were broken, he still loved the weapon in his hand.
Although he usually seemed to have a mind that could see through things, he felt completely different after holding the sword in his hand. His heart was as cold as the ruthless blade in his hand.
The entire private Hogunhara Academy didn't know that his strongest skill was not archery, but his talent for never missing a shot was just due to his intuition.
Only one's own swordsmanship is the essence.
The weapon in his hand was no longer a wooden sword, but a steel-forged weapon. The target in front of him was no longer a bamboo mat or a wooden stake, but steel.
"Zhantie."
This is the task assigned to him by Mr. Noah in the Tree of Omniscience.
Although Illya is very afraid of Mr. Noah and dares not approach that man, Shirou Emiya really likes to communicate and learn from him.
His mother told him not to disturb the other person easily, but the young boy Shirou was really lonely in the five years after Airi's death.
Sometimes when a person can't find the direction, he will instinctively go to that library.
After all, children do not have strong self-control, so it is understandable that they seek some spiritual support.
And in his intuition, Noah was like a light in the darkness that always attracted him.
Chapter 83 The inheritance of the seaside
Especially in the first year after Aili's death, he had to study hard and live well. He practiced magic alone on the verge of death, and also had to support Illya from the outside to make her feel at ease.
This is a bit excessive for a teenager, so he will unconsciously go to the library more often.
Until one day the man stood up, took out a real knife and threw it to Shirou.
Then he was brought to a strange place. That was the first time he saw Mr. Noah's magic.
In just a blink of an eye, he broke through the space and arrived at a deserted island with a gentle sea breeze.
"I once said that you are very suitable for sword training. Because your soul and your bones are very compatible with swords."
"So if you can't hold on any longer, practice swordplay. It can help you cut through the confusion and break the shackles of heaven and earth."
The boy holding the real knife was a little panicked at first, but he quickly calmed down.
"I've also been to the Kendo Club to learn Kendo recently."
The boy said to Noah very firmly, but after saying these words, the other party's expression looked a little seems to be remembering something.
"Kendo Club... I once studied at a kendo gym. That gym was called Shimotsuki Gym."
Shirou Emiya did not expect that Noah, who seemed to be very famous in the magic field, had also practiced kendo. Although Illya said that professional magicians like the walker among magicians also valued physical skills, it was still rare to practice kendo.
Moreover, the name Shimotsuki is quite rare. He has only heard of traditional swordsmanship schools such as Niten Ichiryu or Kochiba-ryu.
Noah was looking at the moon at the beach and lost in his memories.
The main reason he asked Shirou Emiya to practice swordplay at Airi's grave was that he valued her talent.
He once accepted a kendo disciple, who lived up to everyone's expectations and became a great swordsman.
The girl named Guina broke the cage of Frost Moon Sword Art and created her own Sparking Lawn Sword Style, and stepped onto the pinnacle of sword art step by step.
So when he saw Shirou Emiya, who was also very talented in kendo, he wanted to give him some pointers.
He is destined to leave this world, but Shirou Emiya is a man of determination, talent, and ideals. Although he is extreme, he is not completely stubborn.
So I started to think about the inheritance of my sword art, and even had some ideas about ideological guidance.
"To what extent do you think Kendo can stand up to magic?"
Shirou thought about it for a while but had no answer. Because in his opinion, kendo was a skill for mortals, while magic was a miracle beyond the norm.
Although this was his understanding, he could not say it out loud. It seemed that a persistent idea deep in his heart told him that kendo could also create miracles.
"Good eyesight, take a good look at the boy."
He did not draw his sword, but used his arm as a blade, raising it casually in the moonlight.
Dongdong~~Dongdong~~
Then Emiya Shirou felt his pupils shrink, the pores on his body were sweating unconsciously, and his heart was beating uncontrollably, as if all the danger of death was concentrated on the opponent's arm.
The sharp feeling pricked his skin all over, and he felt as if he was cut into countless pieces.
But the young man stubbornly did not look away, even though tears were unconsciously flowing from his eyes.
His instinct told him that if he missed this scene, a door in his life would be completely closed, so he stood still, still tightly grasping the ordinary knife in his hand.
I see!
That's not an arm, that's a sword! A peerless sword that's beyond miracles!
As the arm swung down, the sword slowly slashed down. The speed was very slow, and it seemed to be slashing into something even though it was clearly in the air.
He heard the hum of swords, the sound of glass breaking, joy, anger, sadness, and many other sounds.
The cold sword energy left his arm and turned into a real bright moon. The cold light bloomed in the void from here.
At this moment, Shirou Emiya's spirit was taken away, because everything that happened next was beyond his imagination. No matter how magnificent and mysterious the story that Ai Li told was, it could not compare to the sword in front of him.
Blah blah blah.
The sea right before my eyes was parted!
I don't know how many tons of sea water were cut apart and could not be gathered together. It seemed that an unparalleled sword intent blocked the invisible sea water.
The thousand-meter-deep sea exposed the seabed, and a huge rift appeared before our eyes. It was not the traces of time, but the power of human beings. Because the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
After a short pause, the sea finally closed in. The powerful ocean currents collided and created waves tens of meters high. White sea foam splashed on his face, awakening his body's instincts.
Everything from bones to blood and heart is trembling. It is a worship to the pinnacle of kendo, and it is also a yearning and impulse.
In Japanese miscellanies, when describing a swordsman's swordsmanship as extremely powerful, they would describe it as splitting mountains and breaking seas. But today he saw the real scene of sealing mountains and breaking seas. This scene was forever imprinted in his heart.
So this is the way of kendo.
"Yes, this is Shimotsuki Kendo. It is the Kendo that I inherited from my teacher Shimotsuki Koshiro, the supreme master of the East China Sea. Although I later broke through the barriers and walked my own path, the foundation of Shimotsuki Kendo is extremely solid. Dividing mountains and breaking seas is just the most basic entry."
"Enter, enter?"
Noah had no awareness of deceiving a child and nodded seriously. After all, he was not the only one who fooled the boy.
Besides, with the level of a great swordsman and the strength to break through the upper limit again, this level is indeed entry-level.
As for the inheritance of the Lime Sword Saint and the Gang Fighting Martial Arts, he did not intend to popularize it in this world. After all, this idiot guy would definitely not be able to grasp the essence, and Kuina was still smarter.
In Shirou's eyes, this must be the highest level of kendo, but he didn't expect it to be just the beginning. What kind of magical kendo is this?
A fire suddenly ignited in his heart. He wanted to learn, and he wanted to learn it at all costs.
"Want to learn? I'll teach you."
As if he had seen the young man's thoughts, Noah also made a decision very calmly. Now that he had an idea, he would implement it. Anyway, the world would not become worse. However, if there was a great swordsman who was destined to embark on the road of justice, it would be able to suppress the rampant mysterious side to some extent.
Shirou understood what he meant and knelt down on the ground, formally paying homage to his teacher on this deserted beach.
Under the moonlight, Noah taught him the basics of Frost Moon Swordsmanship, as well as an advanced version from entry level to swordsmanship.
"From now on, you can practice with this proper knife. Anyway, your magic ability is just right so you don't have to worry about such damage."
Noah would not interfere with Shirou Emiya's life-threatening practice of magic every day.
Chapter 84 Suicidal Behavior from the Mysterious Side
This can train concentration and physical strength, which is also a kind of alternative practice. It is also a manifestation of good luck, because if you are unlucky, you will be blown up long ago.
When he opened the door and took Emiya Shirou back, the boy looked back at the sea again, feeling that what had just happened was a very incredible scene.
At this moment, he accidentally looked up at the sky, which shocked him so much that he was speechless.
It turns out that it wasn’t just the sea that was cut open.
For the next five years, he went to the Tree of All-Knowing every month to ask for kendo lessons. After all, the teacher was also very busy, running around the world, and he couldn't cause trouble for him.
As for the progress of sword training, Noah always said it was just average, okay, a little worse than the previous disciples I accepted.
Shirou also understood his teacher's helplessness towards his incompetence, because he couldn't even do the entry-level skill of cutting through the sea, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.
