"Actually, I think I have made a breakthrough!"
"Breakthrough? Hey? Junior Hasegawa, you mean, you have made a breakthrough? The realm of Sword Saint?" Saeko Busujima looked at Hasegawa in surprise.
"Well, it was during the Jade Dragon Flag Finals." Hasegawa nodded.
"The Jade Dragon Flag Finals? So it was at that time? I suddenly understand why I suddenly felt that you, junior Hasegawa, seemed to become so handsome. So, is it because you have made a breakthrough to the realm of Sword Saint?" Saeko Busujima was shocked, and then she felt a little bit enlightened. At the same time, she also understood why Hasegawa seemed to have become so handsome and dazzling all of a sudden.
After all, the realm of Sword Saint has not appeared for many years. Even if there are clues about Sword Saint, they are all recorded in ancient books before, and they are all vague, so no one knows what kind of existence Sword Saint is.
Therefore, Busujima Saeko mistakenly believed that when a person breaks through to the Sword Saint realm, the whole person's temperament and appearance may change. So it is normal for Hasegawa to become handsome because of breaking through to the Sword Saint realm.
Hasegawa smiled and said nothing. Saeko Busujima thought so, and Hasegawa was also happy to see it.
"Then, Hasegawa, please, please let me see the realm of the Sword Saint. This is the goal I desire and want to pursue. I want to know how far I am from this goal." Busujima Saeko bent down and bowed directly at a 90-degree angle. The slightly loose collar revealed a touch of white again.
Hasegawa turned his head slightly: "Of course, after all, I have promised Senior Busujima before that if I enter this realm, I will definitely guide Senior Busujima."
"Thank you so much, then, please."
Hasegawa and Busujima Saeko stood opposite each other. Busujima Saeko held the samurai sword in both hands, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to pierce Hasegawa, and his whole body was filled with a sharp breath.
Opposite Busujima Saeko, Hasegawa stood there quietly, without any breath leaking from his body. He stood there quietly, just like an ordinary person. The kendo that originally held the sword with both hands has changed now. He held the handle of the samurai sword with one hand and stood there lazily. His whole body seemed to be full of flaws, as if he had never practiced kendo.
However, looking at Hasegawa like this, Busujima Saeko felt a strong pressure on himself, and her breathing frequency could not help but be a little disordered. Although he had not taken action yet, Busujima Saeko had already vaguely noticed that his physical strength was being consumed rapidly, and it was not even inferior to the consumption speed of the previous battle with Hasegawa.
Taking a deep breath, Busujima Saeko forced himself to calm down, and then shouted loudly, kicked his feet, and rushed towards Hasegawa quickly.
Under Hasegawa's pressure, Busujima Saeko even felt that her sword had broken through her original highest level. This sword was definitely her most powerful sword ever. Whether it was speed or strength, or even the trajectory of the sword, all reached a new level.
Busujima Saeko's eyes lit up. She thought, maybe, maybe she could defeat Hasegawa? Well, Busujima Saeko herself knew that this was an illusion. After all, she was facing a swordsman who might not appear in hundreds of years.
Busujima Saeko's sword seemed to stab Hasegawa like a trend. Just when it was about to stab Hasegawa, Hasegawa finally moved. The samurai sword in his hand seemed to move slowly and carelessly, and then, by coincidence, when Busujima Saeko's samurai sword was about to touch Hasegawa, the two samurai swords finally touched each other.
However, when the two swords collided, there was no sound at all. Then, Busujima found that her samurai sword was slightly uncontrollably deflected to the side. Busujima was shocked, and then she used all her strength to hold the samurai sword tightly, trying to move the samurai sword to its original trajectory.
Suddenly, silently, everything was over. Busujima found that her neck was cold. The samurai sword in Hasegawa's hand had fallen on her neck without her knowing when.
Busujima's body stiffened, and then a lot of sweat oozed from her body. Her hair and even her clothes were wet in an instant.
"Is this the sword saint?" Busujima's voice became hoarse, and when she heard her own voice, she was shocked.
"Yes, this should be the Sword Saint." Hasegawa took back the samurai sword and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Busujima-senpai?"
"No, I'm fine. No, I should say there is a kind of unprecedented good. Sword Saint, this is the Sword Saint. I, I seem to have faintly felt a little trace." Busujima's eyes began to shine.
Hearing Busujima's words, Hasegawa was a little surprised, but also a little admired and sighed. Apart from his cheating, Busujima is the real genius, even a demon. In terms of kendo, it was just a confrontation, and Busujima actually faintly touched the threshold of the sword saint. Of course, it was because Busujima Saeko's kendo level was already very high, but this was also Busujima Saeko's own talent.
"Hasegawa, can you tell me something about the Sword Saint? Although it's presumptuous of me, but, but——" Busujima looked at Hasegawa with a little desire, and at the same time a little ashamed, thinking that it was a bit too much to ask such a question.
After all, a person's understanding of the Sword Saint realm is a bit like a precious prescription that a pharmaceutical company has painstakingly researched. Others have worked hard to research, and have spent countless funds and energy to research the success. Now she is asking for it, which is a bit too shameless. However, Busujima is really curious, really curious about the realm of the Sword Saint, and even eager.
"Of course. Didn't we agree before? Besides, I don't think it's that important. Since Busujima wants to know, I will naturally tell you without any reservation." Hasegawa smiled and said indifferently.
After all, it's a cheat, similar to something obtained by cheating, so it doesn't matter that much.
"Thank you very much." Busujima Saeko looked at Hasegawa with eyes full of spring water.
"Actually, it is difficult for me to describe the realm of Sword Saint in words. It is probably the kind of feeling that can only be understood but not expressed in words. It is a very mysterious thing..."