The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

It has been several hours since the training began.

Human is a strange thing and I was able to adapt to Bacchus's hellish teaching style.

"Foo ..."

I put the sword in front of the navel and take a straight-eyed stance.

Close your eyes quietly, adjust your breathing, and unite your spirit.

And-release the "Kesa-Suri" just learned.

"Sakura Ichito-ryu-Yozakura!"

Sharp slashes ran through the sky, like cutting off the darkness at night.

(Okay, there is a response ...!)

If I look back asking for an evaluation,

"-It's a shame, it's another step afterwards!"

Mr. Bacchus said so, and gave me some tips to fill in “one more step later”.

“I see ...

When you release cherry blossoms at night again as you were told,

"Oh, that's it! You can do it!"

He smiled so seriously and hit my shoulder with Vasin Vasin.

"Thank you!"

Mr. Bacchus's teaching method is certainly a bit terrible.

If you listen carefully, the meaning of it will come through properly.

Now, he can clearly understand the words "Guit" and "Zuba" that he speaks.

(That's right ... Yeah.

It would be difficult to find a more accurate expression.

"... Hey, Rose. Why is Allen improving with Bacchus's teaching style?"

"Perhaps they communicate with each other by non-words, non-humans. We humans can hardly understand and need not understand."

Lear and Rose look at this and feel like they're discussing something ... Probably because of my care.

Then, after another hour and two hours of swinging the sword,

"--Okay, maybe we'll have a break soon!"

Mr. Bacchus clapped his bread and started a short break.

"Wow, I've been pretty sweaty."

"Grandfather's training is hard."

Rear and Rose wipe their sweat with their towels.

"Is it possible to wear Sakura Kazuki style a little bit?"

"Ah, no doubt! I feel a little stronger ...!"

"I don't think it's something you'll learn in one morning and one evening, but ... I think Lilim has been too intense for a long time ..."

The chairmen were well hydrated with the water bottle they brought.

While everyone is resting as they please,

(Okay, it's time for voluntary training ...!)

I just took my sword here.

(Learning of Iwai sword of the god of speed I learned earlier, Saika Ichito-ryu Sakura)

At that time, I firmly grasped the technique of drawing swords.

If this is applied to the Seven Tachishun Shunsen, you will surely be able to further improve the speed.

(What should be noted is the angle of the sword, the bending of the arm, and the snap of the wrist ...)

Then when I got ready for the flash,

"--A little boy, is that a little better?"

Mr. Bacchus called me.

"Oh, yes."

Send the sword to the sheath and head to that.

Then-he sat on the stump, and had a serious expression.

"What happened, Bacchus?"

"No, it's not a big deal .... I want to ask one thing."

"What do you want to ask ...?"

What is it?

"You have a ridiculously strong nucleus sleeping in you ... I see."

"That's right ... As far as I know, no swordsman is stronger than him.

It's a savage and violent person, but it's all sorts of ridiculous people ... its power is overwhelming.

I can't even imagine how Zeon loses in a head-to-head match.

"Well, yeah ... is that so strong ..."

Mr. Bacchus whispered and smiled happily for some reason.

And the next moment,

"--Well, Allen, would you like to fight that monster?"

He uttered an incredible wish