At this moment, Mirai used the power of his sword and God's spirit to activate "Meteor Destroy God." This destructive force and power were stronger than chakra.
However, if Mirai raised his swordsmanship to a certain level, then the next mission of killing five Shadow-level experts would not seem impossible to him.
Mirai practiced behind the cherry blossoms on the training ground. The cherry blossoms stirred up by his sword wind had already covered the ground.
It could be said that cherry blossoms were everywhere, their edges drawn like unsheathed swords.
Every movement and stance Mirai made set the cherry blossom petals on the ground in motion. His sword never stopped. Yet some petals did not fall to the ground. They followed Mirai's body and sword movements. Under the sunlight, they looked quite artistic.
Warm sunlight, cherry blossoms, and a handsome man practicing swordsmanship beneath them, with petals swirling around him—if this were filmed, it would save a fortune on special effects later.
Because Mirai's spot was relatively secluded, behind the cherry trees, and there were few people on the training ground at the moment, he practiced for a long time without anyone noticing him.
Mirai found that quite regrettable. With the cherry blossoms swirling around him from his earlier movements and his hair hanging loose, Mirai felt that even if he were not handsome, if his sister saw him, she would definitely ask for a monkey.
Regret aside, the school bell rang, and Mirai had to leave the training ground.
"What a disappointment. I was watching so enthusiastically just now. Why did you stop playing?"
Just as Mirai was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.
"Who?!"
Mirai was instantly startled when he heard the voice. As he shouted, his eyes swept over the surrounding area,