Chapter 3: The Strange Ceiling (Part 2)

My mother also chuckled softly and said, "No matter what, it's a good thing that he can engage in kendo; at least it exercises his body, which is much better than sitting there playing video games. These two days are the weekend, so let him go."

Mother Nan Tian Yako has gotten up

Mother busied herself in and out of the kitchen for quite a while, while Father went to the living room to watch the news. After some time, probably after Mother had finished preparing breakfast, she walked to younger brother Liu Shengmingguang's room and called him up.

Yagyu Motoharu slightly opened his eyes again, after all, he could not stand here motionless forever. When the family members got up and saw him standing here, he would have to greet them. At that time, he could not just stand there like a wooden man without any reaction

Now, Zhang Ming no longer distinguishes in his consciousness which parts belong to him and which belong to Liu Sheng Yuanhe. In the current state of introspection, he is fully focused, fearing that it may not be enough, and is anxious that this state of introspection might be disrupted. There is no time to ponder such trivial details. In any case, his parents and younger brother now all believe he is called Liu Sheng Yuanhe, so he might as well be called Liu Sheng Yuanhe.

In the internal visualization model, he began to receive feedback on the posture of holding the knife with his palm, continuously fine-tuning the standing posture of his entire body and the coordination of muscle groups, ensuring that the posture of holding the knife was graceful and upright. Then, he stood there, waiting for the first test of the day

Once this association arises, Yagyu Motoharu quickly interrupts it and refrains from pursuing the thought further. In this state of minimizing associations, Yagyu Motoharu, while finally fully opening his eyes, also maintains an introspective state.

The external environment once again came into view, and this time it was much better. Liu Shengyuan was deliberately controlling himself to avoid making any associations with what he saw, so as not to occupy his brain's processing resources. Whenever he saw light, he would think about what time it was; when he saw the treadmill, he would recall the last time he ran for thirty minutes straight, coming down exhausted and panting like a dog

After a while, the father also got up and walked out of the room, seeing Yusheng Yuanhe standing there with a wooden sword, resembling a statue. The father, Yusheng, did not greet him first; instead, he hesitated and glanced at the mother who was cooking in the kitchen, then walked over and quietly asked: "What’s wrong with He Ye? Standing there with a wooden sword early in the morning, pretending to be a statue?" He Ye is the nickname of Yusheng Yuanhe, and until Yusheng Yuanhe entered junior high school, he had always been called Yusheng He Ye.

Yagyu Motoharu walked slowly, circling around the gym. At the same time, he experienced the changes in his internal visualization model. With every few steps, his posture gradually changed a little. From the length of his strides to the points of contact when his feet landed, from the relaxation and contraction of his calf muscles to the adjustments in his upper body posture

"Why did Motoharu Yagyu get up so early today?" After a flurry of activity, Mother Masako Nandian passed by the gym and saw Motoharu Yagyu standing still with a sword, and she asked in surprise

Mother, I feel that my swordsmanship is about to break through. " Yagyu Motoharu did not dare to move at all, and with great effort, he made a simple response through the part of his mind that dealt with external matters. Even so, the introspective model caused a wave of disturbance.

He walked slowly, yet with increasing ease. If a third party were observing, they would perceive that Yagyu Motoharu, walking bare-shouldered, seemed to be moving in a marvelous rhythm, as if every relaxed step was a coordinated effort of his entire body. Eventually, it appeared less like walking and more like a spring gently bouncing.

Father chuckled softly twice: "So this is the age of being a bit of a weirdo!"

Yagyu family https://www.hetushu.com If nothing unexpected happens, breakfast is always eaten together. When the younger brother walked over and saw Yagyu Kage standing with a sword, he exclaimed: "Brother, your posture is really cool. How long have you practiced this stance?"

The bodily changes brought about by movement, such as the contraction and relaxation of muscles, the pressure changes in the feet, and the dilation of blood vessels, are all clearly perceived and reflected in the internal visualization model. It is noted which muscle is insufficiently engaged during movement and which muscle not only fails to function but also hinders the exertion of other related muscles. These subtle changes do not impose significant stress on the small part of the mind that is split off to handle changes in the external environment.

As he walked, Liu Shengyuan's ears twitched slightly. Until today, he had been unable to move his ears. However, now this was merely a spontaneous adjustment of his body in response to the sounds he heard. He stopped in his tracks, picked up a wooden sword, stood in the center of the arena, and assumed a middle stance, remaining perfectly still

"Alright, alright, then you should exercise," said his mother, Nan Tian Yako, upon seeing her son stand still after saying this, with no further reaction. She smiled and, after speaking, walked towards the kitchen, as she prepared three meals a day for everyone.

The faint sound caused a tremendous impact in the ears of Liu Sheng Yuanhe. The call of his mother had a profound effect on the young man, who quickly summoned all his willpower to suppress the various thoughts that instinctively arose in his mind, focusing his energy on stabilizing the internal visualization model

Yagyu Motoharu attempted to take a few steps, and found that the issue was not significant. The information impact brought about by movement was primarily internal within the body. At that moment, most of Yagyu Motoharu's mental focus was concentrated internally, in order to maintain a state of introspection

The mother cast a glance at the father and said, "I saw him standing there when I got up. He said he felt a breakthrough in his swordsmanship. It has been at least twenty minutes now, and he hasn't moved an inch."