"Are you planning to leave?"
Koshiro looked at the black-haired boy sitting in front of him and was slightly shocked, but he quickly calmed down. He stroked his chin and nodded."That's true. There's indeed nothing else that this dojo can teach you. Perhaps it's the right thing for you to do if you go out and fight with the strong.”
"When do you plan to leave?"
"Early winter."
said Ron, who was about three months away from early winter.
"Early winter…"
Koshiro looked at him and smiled." I remember that you came to our dojo last winter. In the blink of an eye, almost a year has passed."”
"Ron will never forget the guidance and instruction he received at the Dojo this year.”
said Ron seriously.
" I'm also very happy to have a disciple like you," Koshiro said with a gratified smile." Perhaps I'll be able to hear your name resound across the sea soon."”
Koshiro said seriously,"
"Ron, I don't know what kind of person you want to be in the future, be it a pirate or a navy, I don't care.”
" But I want to tell you, Ron, since you are a swordsman, you must have something to hold on to in your heart. Only when your heart is firm and clear, and the things you do will never go against your heart, can the heroic spirit of a swordsman surge in your chest. Your will is as firm as a rock, and only then can your slashes be unbreakable and unbreakable!”
"Something to defend…"
said Ron blankly.
Koshiro's expression returned to its usual gentleness. He smiled at him and said,"
"It's not that easy to find the thing that I want to protect in my heart. Back then, I spent a lot of effort and was lost for a long time before I finally found what I really wanted to protect. You're still young, don't be so anxious. After seeing the vastness of the sea and all kinds of people, you'll understand.”
Ron nodded, half-understanding what he had just said.
The two of them walked out of the house.
Koshiro suddenly thought of something and turned to look at him."Oh right, if you leave in winter, I'm afraid there won't be many ships on this island. Why don't you wait until early spring? At that time, my friends should come to this island to replenish their supplies.”
Ron thought for a moment and nodded.
"Alright."
…………
Very quickly.
Time flew by.
A few months passed, and the winter solstice came.
It was another spring.
Ron was ten.
Before he left.
The news that he was leaving had spread throughout the dojo.
Sauron was startled when he heard that and immediately ran to Ron.
In the backyard full of cherry blossoms, he found Ron waving a huge stone bell.
He was much taller than before, but he still looked small.
His body was well-proportioned. His muscles were not very obvious under his thin white training clothes, but his lines were extremely beautiful and full of vitality.
Only his enemies would know what kind of terrifying power this small body was filled with.
"Ron, are you leaving?"
Sauron asked, staring at Ron.
"Yes."
Ron did not look back. "I'm leaving tomorrow."
Sauron gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"W-why? Why was he in such a hurry to leave?”
Ron said nothing.
"Before you left, you and I…"
Sauron trembled, clenched his fists, and shouted at Ron, who had his back to him,"" Have a competition with me!!"
He knew that after this separation, it would be a long time before they could meet again in the vast sea.
Ron's hand, which was waving the huge stone bell, stopped.
He turned his head and smiled at Sauron."
"Sure,"
In this match, the two of them used ordinary real swords from the dojo.
Ron held his knife in one hand.
Sauron held a knife with both hands and one in his mouth. He made a knife stance and looked like he was struggling.
"Is this your Three Blade Stream?"
said Ron, smiling at him.”
"Long, long-winded!"
Sauron bit the hilt of his sword and stared at Ron.
"Come on."
Ron motioned for him to go first.
Sauron didn't stand on ceremony. He knew that his strength was below Ron's. If he didn't go all out in the beginning, he would probably be defeated very quickly.
He immediately took a step forward and rushed toward Ron.
Clang!
The moment the blades collided.
Sauron's eyes widened instantly. He felt as if he had bumped into an extremely hard and unshakable steel wall!
The attack of the three blades was easily blocked. No matter how hard Sauron tried, the blade did not move at all!
"Your physique still needs to be strengthened, Sauron.”
Ron smiled at Sauron in front of him, then waved the long knife in his hand.
It was so fast that Sauron couldn't see the blade clearly.
His hands and the three knives in his mouth were all sent flying.
Solon's hands were trembling as he stood in front of Ron, his eyes glazed over.
Although he hated the fact that there was a huge gap between his strength and Ron's...
But he didn't expect it to be this big…
It was simply…
He had no strength to retaliate at all!
Solon clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, tears rolling in his eyes.
"See you on the sea, Sauron.”
Ron walked past him with a knife.
Sauron raised his arm and placed it in front of his eyes.
Unwilling!
Why was he still so weak after a year?!
Just as Ron was about to walk out of the yard.
Sauron's voice sounded behind him.
"Next time, the next time we meet on the ocean…I definitely, I definitely won't be this weak!”
"Ron, I'm going to surpass you!”
Ron only paused and said nothing.
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