opening human body

Chapter 103 Uncle Long Legs
Su Nashan incident is over,
Time is approaching Christmas in a blink of an eye, and the earth has entered a short period of peace.

Xia Shu didn't run around anymore, but started kendo training while cultivating.

Although there are still monsters on the earth, he has hardly stopped during this period, and his body is already feeling tired.

Every time he transforms into darkness, his power will increase. Although he can control it, he still needs to cultivate in the space of light.

Before I knew it, I was living in the human body of Nexus.

Nexus is the transitional form of the legendary Ultraman Noah. After every battle, there will be problems with the human body, and he needs to heal his injuries in the "Stone Wings".

Of course, he wasn't that exaggerated.

His body can support A-level battles, and the current B-level is not under any pressure. What really affects him is the dark power.

If you don't adjust your self-cultivation in time, you will easily lose control of the darkness and be enslaved by power in turn.

That was an unacceptable situation for him...

"call!"

Tokyo Kendo Hall.

Xia Shu practiced alone with a bamboo knife in his hand, causing gusts of wind.

That guy Ida Iryu,
In the end, I said some nonsense...

What is the will to win, what is to endure loneliness... Isn't this a normal thing?
He has had this awareness since he practiced fighting skills.

How could he learn the art of swordsmanship with such things alone?
It seems that it can only be cultivated through the experience of fighting skills.

kendo,

Divided into footwork and tricks, in the final analysis it is how to use force and where to attack.

Different ways of attacking and attacking concepts give birth to different schools of swordsmanship.

His philosophy is the same as fighting skills,
Fast, precise, and without redundant movements, the primary goal is to instantly destroy the enemy's functions.

But first you need to control the knife in your hand,

Only absolute control can be handy...

"Hey, Takaki!" Xibi Gangsuke took off the protective gear on the other side, sweating profusely, "I still have tasks, so I'll go back today!"

"Let's try again another day."

Natsuki stopped practicing and looked at Kihigosuke, who was still young with a loud voice.

At this time, Captain Xibi still looks like a stunned young man, very angry and extremely reckless.

"You still don't give up, haha," Xi Bigang said after changing his clothes, "then we will compete another day, and then I will show you my true strength!"

Xia Shu shook his head: "I won't lose again next time, uncle with long legs."

"Why do you always call me long-legged uncle?" Xi Bigangzhu said speechlessly, "I am much older than you, but there is no need to add 'long-legs', right?"

Ever since he reunited with Xia Shu in this kendo gym, he suddenly gained a nickname,

Out of nowhere, people around him started calling him long-legged Xibi.

"I just think it's easier to call it that way." Xia Shu returned to kendo practice.

"Forget it, forget it," Xibi shook her hands, packed up her things and left, "Remember to tell Gao Ye for me that I will accompany Yuanxiang back to my hometown this Christmas, so I won't go to him."

"Christmas..."

Xia Shu continued to wield the bamboo knife,

I was about to say something, but suddenly there was another buzzing in my ear.

here we go again……

The same call as the last Suna ghost incident.

Is it over?

He's not a fireman fighting fires everywhere...

"Wow!"

The image of volcanic magma flashed in Xia Shu's mind.

Above the magma is a monster's eye flickering with cold light...

"Ok?"

Xia Shu followed the induction and looked in the direction of Mount Wumon in Nagano Prefecture.

He remembered that the ancient monster Gorzan was hidden under the extinct volcano of Mount Wumen.

It was the one that escaped when Tiga was resurrected,
Absorb magma energy to strengthen, and then become an enhanced version of Gorzan.

Originally, he thought about going directly to Mount Wumen to collect Gorzan dolls, but Gorzan was hiding deep underground, and because he was worried about triggering a volcanic eruption, he didn't do it for the time being...

Is Gorzan coming out now?

"Om-!"

There was also a speeding locomotive passing by on the snow-covered Nagano Highway, and in a blink of an eye we arrived at Kuwata Town at the foot of Mt.

After arriving here,

The calling sound was obviously much clearer, and there were more pictures to be seen.

Xia Shu stepped on the snow through the town and entered the Wumenyue mountain area.

induction,
Gorzan is probably at a depth of more than 1800 meters underground.

He can only teleport for a short distance, and he can't get close to the underground magma like Gorzan, so he doesn't have a good way to deal with it.

Xia Shu lingered for a while, his eyes swept over the towns around Mt.

Let's tell TPC anonymously about the situation here...

……

Green River's house.

Natsuki took a shower after returning from Nagano, and just after changing his clothes, he saw Takano coming back from get off work.

Ashamed to say,

Due to various reasons, whether it was Su Nagui or the previous Abbass, Gazot II...he didn't take good photos.

In the end, I just handed in an interview draft about the elderly living alone, and I asked Onoda to help me polish it...

"Gao Shu," Takano said with a smile on his face, "Your interview draft won an award internally, and I specially won a prize for you."

"Eh?"

Xia Shu said unexpectedly,
"Can freelance writers get paid too?"

"You are considered a magazine person, so you probably haven't contributed to other magazines, have you?"

"of course not."

"Anyway, congratulations first," Gao Ye patted Xia Shu on the shoulder, "The manuscript you wrote is really great, especially the redemption between grandma and the alien at the end..."

"Redemption?"

Xia Shu was confused.

He was writing completely nonsense,

wrote a diary,
By the way, I wrote the real purpose of aliens, and reminded human beings not to believe in aliens casually.

What redemption?
That guy Onoda, what did he polish up?
"How much is the bonus?" Xia Shu remembered and asked.

"call--!"

this night,

It's snowing again outside, and even though it's not yet Christmas, the streets are already in Christmas spirit, with bells ringing everywhere.

The Japanese really like western festivals.

This is actually happier than Westerners, because there are double holidays...

"Go skiing?"

After dinner, Xia Shu listened to Takano talking about Christmas arrangements.

"Yes," Takano looked at the little Mai who was sleeping on the sofa, "It just so happens that I'm not busy recently, and Mai has always wanted to go skiing."

Gao Ye said to Xia Shu again: "Why don't you come together, there are so many people, and then rent a wooden house..."

"I'm not going."

Xia Shu smiled and shook his head.

He's just a passerby,

This is not his home...

A warm family... such a beautiful thing is too extravagant for him.

Just look at it,
If you get too close, not only will you burn yourself, but you may also hurt Lvchuan and his daughter.

……

Christmas Eve is Christmas Eve,
Xia Shu walked outside the kendo hall alone under the heavy snowflakes. After taking off his snow-covered raincoat and entering the hall, he unexpectedly found that Kihigosuke was also there.

"Aren't you going to accompany your daughter today?"

"Yuanxiang has gone back to her hometown," Xibi's face flashed a trace of bitterness, "The higher-ups suddenly said that they would go to Mt. Wumen, Nagano during the Christmas season, so..."

"Another workaholic father."

Xia Shu went to the side to change clothes, glanced at Xibi from the corner of his eye, his expression was in a daze.

When I was little,
He also often spends holidays alone, and all he sees is his father's back.

"Dad, are you leaving again?"

"Love and peace, Dad, I am fighting for love and peace..."

"If you can change the world, death is not terrible."

"Xiao Shu, live on for Dad!"

……

"Hoohoo!"

Xia Shu stepped forward, with the bamboo knife in his hand stabbing, slanting, chopping down, cutting across...

Sweat swayed in the shadow of the knife.

My father, who is very old, is always rigid and serious, and he also seemed so blunt when he was in the second year of middle school.

Death is indeed not terrible,
But when you die, there's nothing left...

How can people not be afraid of death?
……

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(End of this chapter)