An Invincible Chuunibyou with Drive

"You want to create your own forms?" Jigoro Kuwajima looked at Yu Luo, who was serious, with disbelief on his face.

"Mhm!" Yu Luo nodded excitedly, lost in his own fantasy. "I've even thought of a name for it: Flying Dragon Sword Style. All the forms I create from now on will be under that."

As Yu Luo spoke, he didn't notice Jigoro Kuwajima's darkening expression. The veins on the right hand gripping the cane bulged, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"By the way, old man, how many forms does Thunder Breathing have in total? What number form would the ones I create be?"

The veins on Jigoro Kuwajima's forehead bulged, his face as black as the bottom of a pot. Hearing Yu Luo's words, he finally couldn't take it anymore. Angrily, he raised his cane and brought it down hard on Yu Luo's head, making Yu Luo immediately crouch down, holding his head.

Jigoro Kuwajima still wasn't satisfied. He specifically hit Yu Luo where he had more flesh. Yu Luo cried out repeatedly, while Kaigaku watched him like an idiot.

"I'll let you create forms!"

"Ah!!!"

"Flying Dragon Sword Style, right!"

"Stop hitting me..."

"You don't even know how many forms Thunder Breathing has, and you want to create your own!"

"Help! The old man's gone mad!"

After a session of "stick education," Yu Luo wailed for over half an hour before Jigoro Kuwajima finally stopped, panting. He glared at the bruised and swollen Yu Luo and said, "Stop thinking about all that nonsense and learn the First Form for me first!"

With that, Jigoro Kuwajima left in anger. Kaigaku looked at Yu Luo's state, trying hard to suppress a smile, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

"Senior Brother, I'm going to practice the First Form."

"Go, go. Ouch, it hurts so much..." Yu Luo waved his hand with a sigh, slowly standing up. Although the old man looked fierce when he hit, he was actually very careful with his blows. Yu Luo only felt pain and no actual damage to his body.

"As expected of a former Pillar," Yu Luo mused. "He's just too rigid. It's not like I'm creating a form or anything."

"You're actually planning to create your own Flying Dragon Sword Style..." the System said speechlessly to Yu Luo.

"Nonsense!" Yu Luo rolled his eyes. "Flying Dragon Sword Style, that's a swordsman's dream! If I had the chance, I'd even create the Future Perpetual Slash!"

"..." The System was speechless at Yu Luo's thoughts. "I thought you wouldn't know these either."

"Besides you and me, who else has seen the Flying Dragon Sword Style? If I say it exists, then it exists, right?!"

"..."

Time flowed by peacefully. Although Yu Luo talked about creating his own forms, he didn't stop practicing Thunder Breathing. In just six months, he learned the remaining five forms of Thunder Breathing.

From then on, Yu Luo's daily training, in addition to chopping wood, carrying water, and swinging his sword, also included combat practice. However, this "combat practice" was essentially being one-sidedly beaten by Jigoro Kuwajima.

"Old man, I figured out a new move last night. Watch this!" Yu Luo gripped his sword hilt, lowered his stance, and assumed a starting posture. His chest rose and fell slightly as he adjusted his breathing.

"Thunder Breathing Seventh Form: Dragon Nest Flash!"

Yu Luo's body turned into a bolt of lightning, shooting straight towards Jigoro Kuwajima. Thunder roared, and his sharp blade, carrying faint yellow lightning, struck the old man over a dozen times at speeds beyond the naked eye, weaving a sharp net of lightning.

"Figuring out! Figuring out!" Seeing this move, Jigoro Kuwajima's beard bristled with anger. He thrust his cane forward, instantly dissipating the lightning net. Then, before Yu Luo could even recover, he swung his cane and landed several hard blows on his head.

"It hurts! Stop hitting me!"

"You're trying to pass off your own creation as the Second Form: Rice Spirit!"

Yu Luo tried to dodge, but the cane seemed to have eyes, making it impossible to avoid. He could only use Thunder Breathing to cover his head and scurry away from Jigoro Kuwajima's sight.

"Just you wait! I'll create an even better form tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow I'll smash your head in!" Jigoro Kuwajima was so enraged that he even threw his cane, hurling it fiercely at Yu Luo. Frightened, Yu Luo didn't dare say another word and fled.

He ran to the mountaintop, where Kaigaku was practicing his sword under the peach tree where Yu Luo had first practiced the First Form: Thunderclap and Flash. The young man's body had grown rapidly. In just half a year, Kaigaku had grown nearly half a head taller, reaching Yu Luo's shoulders, and the childishness on his face was gradually fading.

"Yo, Junior Brother Kaigaku, practicing the First Form?" Yu Luo greeted Kaigaku. Kaigaku glanced at Yu Luo and replied coolly, "Mhm."

"You practice slowly. If Master comes, just say..."

"I know, say you're not here." Kaigaku sheathed his sword and sighed. Clearly, this wasn't the first or second time. He had seen this happen every day for the past six months, and Kaigaku was used to it.

"Senior Brother, did you get beaten up again for creating your own form?" Kaigaku sat beside Yu Luo with a complicated expression.

"Ahaha... the old man is just too stubborn!" Yu Luo said indignantly. "They were all pretty good!"

"Perhaps Grandpa doesn't want you to be distracted," Kaigaku's eyes flashed with a hint of crazy jealousy. "After all, Senior Brother, you've only been training for a year and you've already learned all of Thunder Breathing! Grandpa said you're a genius at learning Thunder Breathing!"

"Tch, he's just saying that." Yu Luo didn't believe it at all. He then looked at Kaigaku and asked, "What, still troubled by the First Form?"

Hearing Yu Luo's question, Kaigaku sighed as if unintentionally.

"Yes, Senior Brother. Do you have any secrets for learning the First Form? I haven't grasped it at all."

Yu Luo rubbed his head, recalling his experience learning the First Form, then shook his head heavily.

"No. The old man was more patient when he taught me than when he taught you."

"Is that so? Then I'll go back to practicing." Kaigaku lowered his head, stood up, and walked towards the large peach tree.

"Watch this! Thunder Breathing Seventh Form: Nine Headed Dragon Flash!"

Yu Luo instantly appeared before Jigoro Kuwajima's short figure. His katana, crackling with lightning and thunder, unleashed nine strikes: overhead cut, diagonal cut, reverse diagonal cut, left pheasant, right pheasant, left upward cut, right upward cut, gust, and thrust, leaving Jigoro Kuwajima with no room to evade.

Unfortunately, he was still met with Jigoro Kuwajima's enraged counter, who used his cane to shatter the sword momentum. Then followed another one-sided beating, forcing Yu Luo to cover his head and flee quickly towards the large peach tree on the mountaintop.

And in the days that followed--

"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Twin Dragon Flash!"

"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Earth Dragon Flash!"

"Thunder Breathing, Seventh Form: Flying Dragon Flash!"

Despite Yu Luo's persistent and unrepentant insistence, Jigoro Kuwajima finally stopped beating him. Instead, he earnestly explained the problems Yu Luo was currently facing:

"I know you're a prodigy. You've mastered all the forms of Thunder Breathing in just one year. I understand your desire to break through previous limitations and create your own forms."

Jigoro Kuwajima sat on the veranda and patted the spot beside him, signaling Yu Luo to sit down as well:

"However, have you truly mastered Thunder Breathing?"

"Truly mastered Thunder Breathing?" Jigoro Kuwajima's words left Yu Luo confused.

"Didn't I learn all the forms?"

"You've only integrated them, not completely mastered them!" Jigoro Kuwajima looked at Yu Luo sternly. Yu Luo couldn't help but become serious. He could feel that Jigoro Kuwajima's next words would likely determine the direction of his growth for the next few years.

"Thunder Breathing, after all, is just a breathing technique. Breathing is a human instinct. Only when you can treat Thunder Breathing as an instinct, maintaining it every moment, can you be considered to have truly mastered it. Only then will you have the ability to create your own forms."

Jigoro Kuwajima looked at Yu Luo, who had fallen into thought, and said earnestly, "That realm is still too far away for you. For now, try to practice your sword swings while maintaining Thunder Breathing."

"The next Demon Slayer Corps selection is in two years. Work hard!" Jigoro Kuwajima stood up and said this lightly to Yu Luo before heading up the mountain to check on Kaigaku's practice of the first form.

Yu Luo pondered for a long time, then sighed with a face full of melancholy, "Why is being chuunibyou for a bit so difficult?"

"Once you get a shiny pull, you can be chuunibyou every day!" the System quipped.

"Heh, trying to trick me into drawing cards again? No way!"

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