v3 Chapter 109： Stone breath

But for a moment, Koshiro had already come to the courtyard next door.

Looking at the gate decorated with obsidian in front of him, a gleam of light flashed under his glasses, and Kenjiro reached out and knocked on the door.

These obsidians alone are very valuable, and it can be seen that the owner in this yard does not seem to be short of money.

Soon, the door was opened, and it was a giant man with a burly figure and an exaggerated height.

"who are you?"

Bud asked aloud, his voice buzzing and dull.

"Keng Shiro, the master of the dojo next door."

Geng Shiro said softly, his attitude was very gentle.

He was originally a very good-tempered person. He didn't come here to find something, but to explore the identity of the person who taught Guina Kendo.

"Oh! Guina's father?"

Bud suddenly realized, then let go of his body.

"Please come in, but Guina is not here. She went to Houshan to complete her task."

"task?"

Geng Shiro wondered.

"His master's task for her was to cut a hard rock. It is said that only by cutting this stone would her swordsmanship be an entry and have a foundation."

"Guina is working hard for this!"

Bud said.

Geng Shiro nodded, his eyes deep.

Cutting off stones can be said to be the premise of cutting off steel. Their essence is the same, they must find the breath of the object, wave the knife along the texture of the breath, and the object will naturally break.

He did not expect that this mysterious teacher would teach Guina such a thing so early. Can my daughter really do it so quickly?

Soon, Koshiro was brought into the dojo by Bard.

Looking up, he looked at the empty dojo in front of him, as well as the young man in the center who was constantly punching and walking, apparently a body-practicer, slightly stunned.

"Here is also a dojo?"

"Yes, this is Bruce's dojo, but he is still young and weak, of course, he can't use it!"

Next to it, an old man laughed out loud.

"Don, this is Guina's father."

Bud said.

Tang En nodded and smiled, "I know, Mr. Geng Shiro, you must come to me when you come here!"

"He must be curious about you, why should he teach his daughter chaotically, so many messes!"

Rossius laughed aside.

Geng Shiro turned his head, and when he saw the two old men, he obviously stayed for a while.

He thought that the one who taught his daughter Kendo would be a master of Kendo, but is the Kendo master too old?

"Keng Shiro, I saw two seniors!"

After staying for a while, Geng Shiro quickly saluted.

No matter how old the other party is, he is also the teacher of his own daughter.

Tang En nodded: "Guina's swordsmanship was taught by me. She has a good talent and has the potential to win the great swordsman in the future."

This sentence at the beginning made Geng Shiro feel a lot easier.

The other party undoubtedly recognized his daughter, so the side words naturally sound comfortable.

"Thanks to the teaching of Senior Don En, Guina was able to meet a famous teacher like you, it was her luck."

Geng Shiro sighed and thanked Tang En again.

"You don't have to call me a senior. You don't hide it. I'm only about thirty this year."

Tang En waved his hand.

"Thirty years old?!"

Geng Silang stayed again. The old man in front of him was the same as the seventy and eighty. How did the other party say that he was only thirty years old?

"In the past few years, I was injured because of fighting.

Tang En waved his hand.

Wen Yan said, Kenshiro thought about something, and then he said it again.

"Here, I am really puzzled and want to ask Mr. Tang En to answer."

"Keng Shiro, please say."

Tang En laughed.

"Guina started out, obviously learning a strong kendo, but in recent days, she has shown other different kendo tricks."

"Many kendos, I have never heard of them, but one of them, I am very familiar with it, that is, the Kendo genre I taught in the heart of the Dao.

Speaking of the end, Koshiro stared closely at Tang En.

"Are you saying that trick, Juhe, Puci?"

"In fact, that trick is indeed related to the genre you learned, and it is also suitable for Guina, I will teach her!"

"It's just a basic sword move, Mr. Geng Shiro doesn't have to be nervous."

Tang En said with a smile.

Geng Shiro just wanted to say something, and Tang En raised his hand to interrupt.

"Although I haven't lived a long time with Mr. Gengshiro, I have encountered more enemies in battles in my life than you. Where does Mr. Gengshiro's swordsmanship originate from, will anyone?"

"Your heart should also be clear."

The faint words made Geng Shiro's pupils shrink, and then he calmed down again.

"Mr. Tang En's words are reasonable, but your name reminds me of a person."

"Then Mr. Koshiro, keep it confidential for me."

Tang En smiled.

I didn't hide my name, so I couldn't conceal my identity in the eyes of those who wanted to.

"Still grateful, Mr. Tang En taught Guina."

Koshiro got up and bowed deeply.

"Guina's talent is unique, and such qualifications should not be wasted."

Tang En said lightly.

Subsequently, Koshiro retreated.

Geng Siro, who came out of here, did not return to the dojo, but came to Houshan. He soon found Guina who was finishing his training.

I saw the girl, holding a black knife, chopping the stones in front of her constantly.

"Breath? Where is the stone's breath?"

"How do I split such a huge stone?"

Guina was puzzled, she muttered.

This task, cultivation, is undoubtedly difficult for her. But Kendo practice, like this big stone in front of her, must split her before she can move on.

"I will find it, I will find it."

"Breath!!! The stone's breath!"

Guina's eyes were firm.

Silently observing his daughter's Geng Shiro, nodded happily.

He turned and left. Such practice might be really suitable for Guina. She was intoxicated, and enjoyed it, sweating for it, and struggling, as a father, in his eyes, he felt the same.

Indistinctly, it seems as if I recalled my childhood, that period of practice.

Time passed, Tang En had been in Shuangyue Village for a year.

It was also at the same time, in the Holy Land Mary Joa.

"Has he finally found him? Want to enjoy his old age? Will I make him so comfortable?"

Middle-aged man in Jinfu sneered on his face.

"My daughter, still under Jiuquan, looked at me with tears and looked at him."

The housekeeper wearing a black dress aside, bent over and respectfully said: "Adult, the manpower has been arranged, and you can start at any time."

"They can remove his head for you."

The middle-aged man laughed: "Hehehehe."

"Then send him away."

"I heard that his old road couldn't move. I only hope that this rumor is false, otherwise, there will be no hint of pleasure!"