vstars Chapter 193 Are you willing to be my disciple?
Chapter 193 Are you willing to be my disciple?
The knife strike just now seemed too amazing to him.
Although his body still has some shortcomings and he cannot use this sword to its full potential, the perfection of his swordsmanship is no less than the Flowing Rock-Breaking Fist that he had honed himself for half a year to create!
……
And looking forward, when the monster's head fell to the ground.
Suzuki Satoru's body couldn't help but kneel down on the broken grass, gasping violently on his pale face.
All the muscles in his body seemed to be torn apart, and his blood was drained as well. Now he couldn't even move a finger.
Suzuki Satoru endured this unimaginable pain but laughed.
I made it!
And the Ajuramaru in the sword also began to release ghost power to heal his body.
At the same time, the amplification effect was also felt.
The previous blow directly evaporated one tenth of the total blood in the body, and the body functions also doubled, plus the blessing of One Sword Shura and Sword Drawing.
This sword barely reached the dragon level!
But this is not the most important thing. Ajuramaru can clearly feel the changes in Suzuki Satoru's body at this moment.
The body is gradually becoming stronger on its own.
Even though the speed of getting stronger is extremely slow, it still cannot be ignored.
As if thinking of a possibility, Ajuramaru couldn't help but ask, "System, is it what I think?"
Upon hearing this, the system quickly gave an answer.
"Ding! Sword Master Suzuki Satoru surpassed his limit and briefly broke the limiter that bound him. His strength will reach the level of a dragon in a very short time!"
After hearing the system's explanation, Ajuramaru knew that he had guessed correctly.
Suzuki Satoru should be similar to Garou in the original work. Both of them briefly broke their own limiters after exceeding their limits and gained a brief explosive boost.
The limiter is turned on once and then off.
As for Saitama, it’s different.
He is the type that once the limiter is on, he simply cannot turn it off.
This is the essential difference.
However, Ajuromaru couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, "It seems that if you want to break the limiter, the key lies in whether you can break through your own limits..."
But think about it, facing the Deep Sea King before.
My own possession also broke through the limit, but why didn't it break the limiter that time?
While thinking, the system's voice also sounded in my mind, [Ding! Detected that the ghost-level monster clown had intense negative emotions before his death, and gained 50,000 emotion points!
A total of 25,000 ghost powers, 50% will be fed back to the sword master! 】
When the ghost power surged into his limbs and bones, his body began to grow stronger rapidly. In just a moment, his physical body had broken through to the ghost level.
Even the injuries on his body healed on their own.
Until this moment, Suzuki Satoru, who felt the changes in his body, immediately thanked in his heart, "It's a good thing you are here, Ajuramaru."
As he spoke, he stood up from the ground.
Sheath the knife.
Looking at the ashamed servants in front of him, he didn't care too much. After all, in the situation just now, he could understand these people.
But it's just understanding.
He turned around and walked quickly to the golden ball behind him, asking with concern.
"Senior, is your injury serious?"
Looking at the young man so close to him, Golden Ball came to his senses belatedly. His eyes were wide open and his shocked expression lasted for a long time.
"It's just a broken bone, nothing serious. But your knife was so fast that I didn't see what happened!"
The voice just fell.
An old voice was also heard.
"That knife strike just now was truly amazing!"
Hearing this, they both turned their heads.
Only then did he see the old man in plain clothes, with his hands behind his back, and a pair of sharp eyes on his wrinkled face, looking at Suzuki Satoru in front of him.
Meet the old man.
Golden Ball turned around and immediately recognized the identity of the person. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "You are Silver Fang?! The Association actually sent you to support us?"
But Bangu waved his hand kindly and said, "Just call me Bangu, and I'm not sent by the association..."
While talking.
Natalie in the villa came to the group of people at some point, and spoke first with a nostalgic look in her eyes.
"I called him."
Seeing Natalie's unchanged face again, Bang couldn't help but recall the past, "Natalie, I..."
Faced with the aging appearance of her former love, a rare smile appeared on Natalie's cold face.
"I think you were the one who cruelly abandoned us, but after decades, I have let it go. You don't have to apologize to me."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Only Bang's back was left.
Watching her figure gradually disappear into the distance, Bang could only let out a long sigh and turned around to look at the young man in front of him again.
But now it doesn’t look as stunning as before.
However, he still asked slowly in a calm and old voice, "What's your name? Do you have a master? Where did you learn your sword skills? What's your style?"
A series of questions came down.
Even the golden ball next to it pricked up its ears out of curiosity.
Suzuki Satoru, who was standing still, responded to each question patiently and politely, "Mr. Bang, my name is Suzuki Satoru."
He covered up the subsequent questions in a vague way.
"I don't have a master, so naturally there is no school."
But after hearing this answer, Bangu's eyes widened and he couldn't help asking, "Then what about that knife you just used?"
In response to this question, Suzuki Satoru answered without even thinking.
“That’s something I figured out on my own.”
Got this answer.
Bang's eyes widened in shock, and he asked in disbelief, "What?! You actually mastered that kind of swordsmanship all by yourself?!"
As he spoke, his body trembled slightly with excitement.
This kid has a bright future!
Why not accept him as a disciple and inherit his legacy...
Once this thought came to his mind, he could no longer suppress it. His eyes, which had originally been a little cloudy, became alert and looked at the young man in front of him.
He asked solemnly.
"Are you willing to take me as your master?"
Facing the old man's invitation, Suzuki Satoru immediately asked in his heart, "Ajuramaru, should I accept his invitation?"
But what he got in return was Ajuramaru's unpleasant reply, "You can handle this matter yourself!"
There was no answer for a long time.
The Golden Ball not far away wanted to stand up and agree on his behalf. What a joke! The Silver Fang, who is ranked third in S-class, is accepting a disciple.
This is an opportunity that many people long for!
Under Bang's expectant gaze, Suzuki Satoru hesitated for a moment before speaking out his choice.