Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

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Giving up on the so-called struggle, Rudius lay down on the bed and squeezed into the same bed with Gilead.

Nothing unexpected happened.

I was excited all night, but it wasn't really that great.

Rudius found it boring.

The idea is wonderful, but the reality is not so.

Whether it was just his imagination or not, Rudius felt that Kyrie Irvine had a faint smell of sweat on him. The smell wasn't strong, and Rudius even found it somewhat fresh.

But by midnight, Rudius really couldn't hold on any longer.

Kyrie Ionian slept very soundly, lying on his side, and the orc warrior even snored.

As a result, Rudius didn't sleep well all night.

When Gilead woke him up in the morning, Rudius had dark circles under his eyes and looked at Gilead with a resentful expression.

Kyriano, puzzled by Rudius's gaze, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Rudius replied dryly, "No, it's nothing."

You chose this person yourself, so even if you suffer a loss, you have to swallow it.

After quickly washing up in the living room, I went out and met the two of them.

Alice dressed up a little; her skirt was a bit long, so the girl changed into trousers. She wore a white shirt under a brown leather armor, and tied her fiery red hair up, giving her a heroic and dashing look.

Rudius immediately remarked, "A rich young lady who looks like an adventurer."

Upon hearing this, Alice glared at Rudius, clenched her fist, and snorted, "I feel like you're mocking me with that."

Rudius looked up at the sky and casually said, "Who knows?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that the guy who could usually be knocked back by her punches or two dared to mock her like this, Alice was furious and stepped forward to teach him a lesson.

Luo Ya sighed and pulled Alice back, saying, "Instead of wasting time on this, you should hurry up and think about how to deal with that guy next."

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. Luo Ya didn't say anything more. After leading everyone to the town for a special breakfast, they headed towards the Holy Land of Swords.

It wasn't too late; in my previous life, it would have been around eight o'clock. But when Luo Ya arrived, the students in the training ground had already started practicing their swordsmanship.

Roya's gaze lingered on the students, and he was genuinely surprised to find that most of them were at the intermediate swordsman level.

His gaze swept over each student, finally settling on the two directly in front of him.

The two leading figures were quite young, roughly the same age as Alice, or rather, a bit older.

But if placed in the dojo, it would still attract too much attention.

Both of them were practicing swordsmanship, wielding their wooden swords with meticulous precision.

One was a boy, and the other was a girl; both were about eleven years old.

The wooden sword was raised high and then suddenly brought down with great speed.

A standard chop is used to train hand muscles and make one's strength greater.

There aren't many techniques for chopping, but to swing continuously and mobilize all your strength is undoubtedly a difficult task.

Neither of them was very old, but they had a solid foundation. Every time the wooden sword fell, a whooshing sound could be heard as it cut through the air.

The boy's swordsmanship was mediocre, giving Roya the impression that it was nothing special and too casual. Roya only glanced at it before looking away.

The girl with the long, azure hair was indeed quite eye-catching.

Her strength has already reached the top level of intermediate swordsman, and it shouldn't be long before she breaks through to advanced swordsman.

Following Roya's gaze, Kyrie Irvine saw the two people Roya was looking at and explained to Roya, "The long-haired girl is Master's daughter, her name is Nina Farion. As for the young man next to her, just call him Gino, but that guy still likes to stick to Nina's side."

Roya nodded, glanced at Alice, and said, "Alice, you should also interact more with people your own age."

Alice scoffed, "What's the point of talking to them?"

Alice has always been like this, saying whatever comes to mind. Roya wasn't surprised at all. Roya turned his gaze to Rudius and said, "Rudius, you can also spar with them. They should be happy to teach you."

Rudius curled his lip. Was this so-called teaching just about getting beaten up?

Seeing their attitudes, Luo Ya didn't say anything more.

This isn't something they can simply refuse to do. They'll just throw Alice into their circle and let the two of them get some experience.

Alice was spoiled and pampered, and always had an inexplicable sense of superiority over her peers. She basically looked down on strangers.

Luo Ya felt that this was not good and needed to be properly polished.

Rudius, on the other hand, lacked courage. In fact, Rudius should have been more confident, but Roja could never sense the pride and backbone that a young man should have in Rudius. The two were completely opposite.

One is incredibly arrogant, while the other always has a sense of inferiority.

Perhaps spending time with those people will change a lot.

That's what Roya thinks.

Just as everyone was looking around, Gal's voice came from not far away.

"You've arrived, a little later than I expected."

He was still dressed in that same carefree manner, but at least he wasn't shirtless like last night.

Beneath his loose clothing lay Garr's excessively muscular physique.

Gar didn't say much, and led everyone forward to another venue. The dojo was very large, so it was not surprising that it had two training areas. Even if it had three or four, Roya would have felt it was only natural.

This place is much quieter than the front yard. There are no other disciples training here, so it's clear that this place is usually not open to the public.

Garr came to the center, pointed at Rudius, and said, "Let's start with the small things. The good stuff should be saved for last, shouldn't it?"

Rudius looked completely bewildered. He pointed to himself and said uncertainly, "Me?"

Gar nodded, and everyone's attention turned to Rudius.

Rudius's face fell instantly. He was already not in good spirits, and now he looked even more haggard.

What to do? What to do? What to do?

Rudius's mind raced. Although it was understandable to lose to the Sword God, it would be a disgrace to Kyrie and Roya if he lost too badly. Alice might even make fun of him and use it to mock him whenever she had the chance.

Garr casually said, "I'm here to test your strength, not to bully children, so just keep attacking."

Upon hearing this, Rudius was overjoyed, ecstatic.

He is familiar with this.

As long as it's acceptable, it won't seem too embarrassing.

Garr casually remarked, "Aren't you going to start yet? My time is very precious."

Rudius walked to the weapon rack, drew a wooden sword, stepped back to a distance of about ten feet, nodded to Gal, and said, "I'm ready."

Garr glanced at Rudius with some surprise, brandished his sword in his right hand, and said, "Boy, aren't you going to step forward a little more?"

Ludius shook his head, declining Gal's suggestion, and said, "I think this position is very good."

Garr stopped pressing the issue and simply said, "You only have three moves. I will only let you use three moves, so you should think it over carefully."

Ludius nodded cautiously, then assumed a stance.

It's not the Sword God style, but the starting stance of the Sun Breathing technique.

Rudeus felt his blood boiling. The fighting spirit that had always been elusive now seemed much more attainable. Magic power surged through his blood, boosting his strength. The breath he exhaled produced a long trail of mist. Rudeus lowered his stance, assuming the posture of Iaijutsu.

The Sword God Style is a swordsmanship that emphasizes wielding the fastest and heaviest sword no matter what.

There are generally three starting stances.

One type is the middle section.

It can handle any rhythm; it's the basic form of the Sword God style.

One type is the upper section.

Suitable for those who excel at disrupting their opponent's rhythm and launching deep attacks; an aggressive stance.

Finally, there's Iaijutsu.

Suitable for those who are good at reading their opponent's rhythm and using their intuition to find the best opportunity; a defensive stance.

Iaijutsu is not only used for offense; it is also frequently used for defense.

But the kid in front of me was using a rather strange and unorthodox style of Iaijutsu. It was clear that he was not using it defensively, but rather in an offensive stance.

This is neither the Water God School, which likes to be a turtle, nor the Northern God School, which likes to play tricks.

A genre I've never seen before?

Garr's brow furrowed unconsciously, and he felt displeased.

As the leader of the Sword God School and having been stationed in the Holy Land of Swords for so many years, Garr has practically become the representative of the Sword God School in the modern era.

However, now that a brat is using a different fighting style to fight him, Gar instinctively began to dislike the brat in front of him.

"Come on over here."

Garr didn't say much, but his previous laziness faded and his expression became serious.