"The so-called perspective is not an eroge, it is just a metaphor." Yuanye resisted the urge to hit someone and explained, "The world is material and operates according to established laws. The same goes for the human body. There is a set of connotative laws.”
"For example, if you want to do a whirling slash." Yuanye slowly waved his sword and pointed at his body, "Then the muscles that need to be used are this, this and this."
"For those who have not been trained, the muscles of the shoulders will be moved first. For those who have basic swordsmanship experience, the muscles of the waist will be moved first." Yuan Ye demonstrated it a few more times to confirm that she understood it. Continue to talk, "And if you understand this set of logic, you can judge the timing and general direction of your opponent's attack."
"Because the range of movement of the human body is limited, after the method of holding the sword and the hand that swings the sword are determined, there are only a few attack routes." Yuanye changed his posture and showed several Different sword paths, "So the enemy in actual combat may deliberately turn sideways and hide the hand holding the sword in the back of the body, just to hide his sword path."
"That's amazing." The girl looked at Yuanye with admiration. If she were placed in a comic book, she would definitely be drawn with starry eyes. "Then how do you master this ability?"
"I'm not sure about this either." Yuan Ye answered truthfully. His swordsmanship skills are all obtained by adding points. Although application and understanding are not a problem, he doesn't know much about how to improve them. He can only try his best to describe what he has done after adding points. My experience after clicking, "Information such as the opponent's muscle usage exists objectively. As your swordsmanship level increases, you will gradually become aware of this information that does not exist before and make use of it."
"With the growth of experience, these abilities will naturally be mastered." Yagyu Sakura took over the conversation, "Swordsmen in ancient times were all temporary talents, but they were not as good as they are now, and they did not have protective gear and equipment for daily practice. Specially made bamboo swords, even if you are sparring with a wooden sword, there is a risk of breaking bones if you hit the body with all your strength, so you rely more on real sword duels where you will either die or be injured to accumulate experience."
Only then did Yuanye notice that when he was explaining to the girl, the entire dojo had gathered around.
"In this case, those who can survive without injury will grow rapidly, and their swordsmanship will rise rapidly. Coupled with the turbulent environment in ancient times, many swordsmen and swordsmen were born." Yagyu Sakura continued to popularize science, “But with the development of modern technology, we have complete protective gear and good medical technology. Although the time may be longer, we can accumulate experience in a safer way. If there is an opportunity, we can also enter the cyberspace for virtual fighting."
"In modern times, we all rely on thermal weapons and prosthetic bodies to fight. There is no room for swordsmanship." The little girl with a round hair standing next to Yagyu Sakura shouted loudly.
"That's not certain." Yagyu Sakura touched the little girl's head, then clapped her hands and said, "Okay, that's enough for the small talk. If you haven't finished the basic exercises, you can continue with me and Mr. Genya. , or you can also practice in groups by yourself.”
It can be seen that Yagyu Sakura's reputation in the dojo is very high. As soon as she finished speaking, the brats dispersed and returned to their original positions.
Genya was surprised to find that this time several people actually chose to be with him as a sparring partner instead of queuing up with Yagyu Sakura, which made him quite happy.
The practice time in the dojo only lasted until seven o'clock. As soon as the time came, the children left the dojo one after another. Soon, only Yagyu Sakura and Genya were left in the dojo.
"Do you want to clean? For example, wipe the floor, etc. This should be included in the duties of a sparring partner, right?" Yuanye asked proactively.
"Nowadays, all this kind of work is left to intelligent machines, and manual cleaning is not clean." Yagyu Sakura pointed to the iron cabinet in the corner of the dojo, "If you still have to clean it, your salary will be at least ten times higher. "
"So many?" Yuan Ye was a little surprised.
"Of course." Yagyu Sakura nodded as she should, "Nowadays, artificial hygiene has become a luxury service, specially designed to satisfy those rich people who want to use servants, and they have requirements for physical appearance."
"Although Yuan-kun, your appearance is completely qualified, and it can even be said to be a little beyond the standard." Yagyu Sakura looked at Yuanyu, "But I don't have money to pay you, or do you like unpaid work? In that case, it is better to Your salary is transferred to me."
"Can you please stop making such jokes?" Yuanye said helplessly.
"Sorry, sorry." Sakura Yagyu replied with a smile, "It's time to go. The smart machine detected that no one in the dojo had a chance to start automatically."
"Yagyu, do you live here?" On the way out, Yuanye asked tentatively, "Is that old man the owner of the mansion?"
"I'm just staying here temporarily." Yagyu Sakura calmly replied, "As for you, I can feel that those children like you very much, and you can get along with them as soon as you come here. Yuan-kun, you are very good at kindergarten. There’s a lot of potential for growth.”
"That's not possible. Kindergarten has long been a sunset industry due to the declining birthrate. I don't know if there is still a director's seat for me." Genya realized that Yagyu Sakura was deliberately changing the subject, but it wasn't much. Whatever he said, he just kept on talking.
The two of them chatted without saying a word, and soon arrived at the entrance.
Genya put on his shoes at the entrance. Yagyu Sakura naturally put the slippers that Genya had changed into back into the shoe cabinet and opened the door of the mansion for him.
"See you tomorrow, Yagyu."
Yagyu Sakura was stunned for a moment, but quickly replied: "See you tomorrow, Minamoto-san."
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Arakawa Ward, shrine.
"Boss, is it too much trouble to come to the shrine every week to pray?" Sakata's younger brother said impatiently. This shrine is built in the mountains, and you have to climb a long staircase every time you visit.
Sakata is different from those people who are still licking blood at the front line. He has officially become a member of the Black Dragon Society, but he also understands that the reason why he can climb out is not because he is more ruthless or able to fight than others, it is just luck. Well, so after being promoted, he became a frequent visitor to the shrine, even though he didn't believe in God.
"Pray twice more, maybe the gods will hear you!" Sakata scolded his little brother, patting his head twice like picking a watermelon.
Just then, a priest carrying a cargo box came down the stairs of the shrine.
"Sir." The priest stopped Sakata, "You seem to have been in bad luck recently. Why don't you ask for an amulet?"
"Whether my luck is good or not is none of your business!" Sakata retorted subconsciously, but thinking of the recent bad luck, he finally asked honestly, "How much does it cost?"
"No money." The priest took out a metal piece with rubbings of scriptures from the cargo box behind him, wrapped it in silk, put it in a bag, sealed it, and handed it to Sakata, "Gods don't need a reason to protect their believers. We are simply doing His will.”
"You're a smart guy." Sakata's younger brother saw the priest giving the amulet to Sakata for free, and said with satisfaction that they were all members of the Ji Dao and had no respect for gods, let alone priests.
"By the way, the shrine above is closed early today." The priest said as he picked up the cargo box again.
"What the hell is this?" Sakata's younger brothers cursed. They were unhappy climbing the stairs, but in the end the trip was in vain.
"Okay, don't complain." Sakata scolded his men again, put the amulet into the inner pocket of his suit, and placed it close to his heart.
