On September 30, 2007, at 10:00 am, the weather was sunny and cloudy, and strong winds and thunderstorms were predicted tonight.

Shilan Middle School, Kendo Club.

Accompanied by the banging sound, two students wearing kendo protective gear and holding bamboo swords were fighting fiercely.

Both of them are famous figures at Shilan Middle School. The student who attacked the bamboo sword as fierce as a tiger was Zhao Menghua from Class 6, Grade 2, and his opponent was Chu Zihang.

Although Zhao Menghua has a handsome appearance, tall figure and excellent grades in various subjects, these auras will also be overshadowed in front of Chu Zihang, the leader of Shilan.

Especially his talent in kendo. As the president of the kendo club, Chu Zihang's kendo strength is far behind Zhao Menghua. Even the high-level kendo teachers at Shilan Middle School are ashamed of their own when fighting against Chu Zihang.

Today, in the kendo class of Class 6, Grade 2, Chu Zihang also practiced swords at the kendo club. Surprisingly, Zhao Menghua actually declared war on his own initiative. Chu Zihang, who happened to be a fighter, nodded and then started the duel.

It is worth mentioning that in these three minutes of confrontation, Zhao Menghua's performance was remarkable. His playing style was fierce and violent, accompanied by He Ha's roar and the sharp attack of the bamboo sword, he looked full of momentum.

On the contrary, Chu Zihang did not show much strength, and in most cases, the bamboo sword was about to retreat at once.

There were many onlookers outside the venue who were very excited to see it, especially those of the same class as Zhao Menghua. After all, Zhao Menghua was on behalf of their class to face Chu Zihang. With the other party's prestige and strength, even if he could draw against Chu Zihang, it was a huge honor, and it was even more glorious than the scholarship awarded by the principal of Shilan Middle School himself.

For a moment, the voices of "Zhao Menghua resisted" and "Zhao Menghua rose up" were heard one after another.

As the saying goes, when an outsider watches the excitement, the kendo teacher on the side shook his head. With his kendo attainment, he could naturally see the details that these students could not see.

It seems that Zhao Menghua is so crazy, but in fact he is using his own brute force to explode. To put it bluntly, it is the mad dog's way of playing. If he accidentally exerts too much force, he will even draw his own kind. He has almost few sword moves to show.

Chu Zihang seemed to rarely take the initiative to fight back, but in fact he took steady steps and planned to consume his opponent's strength at the lowest cost.

This is like a showdown between a master and a reckless man. The reckless man carried a hoe and yelled while hitting the master. The master was dodging back and forth with his hands on his back. Only a critical attack was enough to determine the outcome.

According to this momentum, Zhao Menghua will definitely lose at most two minutes.

...

"Take it! I'll push you to your lungs!"

Faced with cheering from classmates, Zhao Menghua's mentality exploded, and the handsome face in the mask was as dark as constipation.

As Master Jiandao expected, Chu Zihang intended to consume his strength. He had previously naively thought that he could gain some advantage with a rapid explosion, and at least hit the opponent a few times. However, Chu Zihang was too fast to move and could not keep up at all. He was even hit by the bamboo sword in the opponent's hand many times. Even if there was a protective gear blocking it, it was inevitable that the severe pain of a rattan whipping came.

"I just need to take a shower!" Zhao Menghua couldn't help but curse himself secretly.

Originally, he took the initiative to challenge Chu Zihang just to verify his kendo learning during this period, and to pretend to be in front of his classmates. He did not want to defeat the other party, but at least he wanted to create a even look. After all, he privately hired a kendo martial arts coach to study secretly for more than two months.

He had to work hard quietly and amazed everyone, but he didn't expect that the slap in the face was so fierce and his eyes were knocked away in reality.

He is now in a dilemma, and his physical strength is consumed greatly. Gradually, his attack speed has begun to slow down. Moreover, he is not just over-explosive. The key is that he yells from the beginning to now, and his momentum is enough, but his throat is getting more and more unbearable.

Finally, one and a half minutes later, due to the extreme emptiness of Zhao Menghua's own strength, Chu Zihang instantly understood his flaws and held a sharp thrust in his hand. Zhao Menghua was caught off guard and staggered backwards.

Oh, this, that's it?!

The classmates who were cheering outside the court were stunned. Not long ago, Zhao Menghua's aura was still suddenly ineffective. He was so angry that he was as angry as a tiger, but in a blink of an eye he became as weak as a chicken.

"Zhao Menghua, are you okay?" Chen Wenwen, wearing a plain white dress and lace stockings on her crystal calves, rushed to Zhao Menghua like a slumber, and asked with concern.

Zhao Menghua took off his mask, panting, and smiled bitterly, "It's okay."

"Take it."

Chu Zihang also took off his mask, revealing his handsome but paralyzed face, and then bent down slightly and reached out to Zhao Menghua.

Zhao Menghua's eyes flashed for a moment, then he took the hand and was pulled up.

"Chu Zihang, you are indeed very strong, but I will continue to work hard and I will challenge you in the future."

Zhao Menghua said loudly that although he had to take the initiative to challenge Chu Zihang for his own death, it would not be embarrassing to lose. After all, Chu Zihang was one class better than him, and his kendo skills were recognized as superb.

What's more important is whether you lose or not.

Chen Wenwen, who was standing beside her, could not help but shine in her eyes when she saw Zhao Menghua at this moment.

"Zhao Menghua, you should do whatever you want. Do you know how you brag like this? Did your family know that you were just getting caught by a bamboo sword? Why don't you go to the hospital to see what the doctor said?"

Lu Mingfei emerged from the crowd of people watching the game and said with a humble look on his face.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menghua, who was originally a little free and easy, suddenly turned black. He looked at Lu Mingfei and couldn't help but tease, "You can do it, Lu Mingfei, what's the point of making a secret whine."

As he said that, he threw the bamboo sword in his hand to Lu Mingfei.

Looking at the flying bamboo sword, Lu Mingfei shivered and subconsciously caught the bamboo sword.

Many students in the Kendo Club started to make excuses when they saw Lu Mingfei taking the bamboo sword.

"Lu Mingfei, the honor of our class will be entrusted to you!"

"Don't hide Lu Mingfei, I know you are the descendant of the Sword Saint."

"Lu Mingfei, forever!"

...

Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched. In fact, he just couldn't stand Chen Wenwen's concern for Zhao Menghua, especially Zhao Menghua, who looked narcissistic, couldn't help but start to argue. Seeing many classmates looking at him, he couldn't help but shrink back, like a decayed chicken that was only wilted by the rain.

"It seems that the successor of the Sword Saint is in poor condition today. Why don't you just lie down and lie down, hahaha!"

Someone outside the venue was joking, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Don't matter if he wins or loses, let's talk about it first. Lu Mingfei, if you are a man, just fuck him!" Su Xiaoxiang stood in the front of the crowd, waving Zhu Jian, cheering Lu Mingfei with a fierce look on his face.

"I... I'm joking." Lu Mingfei shivered when he saw it, thinking that Chu Zihang might not really beat him, but if it were you, Su Xiaolu, it might not be.

By the way, although Zhao Menghua was a little narcissistic, he could have at least a few minutes of challenge to Chu Zihang. If it were him, it would be faster to lie down.

At this time, Lu Mingfei wished that a queen wearing golden armored sacred clothes and colorful auspicious clouds could come to save him. If there was no such thing, it would be fine to give him a man.

Just as he was praying in secret, a boy's helpless voice came from the gate of the Kendo Club, "Don't be late for Lu Mingfei next time, otherwise Uncle Liu will really deduct your salary."

Students, including Lu Mingfei, subconsciously turned their heads to look. Qin Ye appeared at the gate of the Jiandao Club at some point, holding a notebook in his hand, and looked at Lu Mingfei with a helpless look on his handsome face, which was carved like marble.

"Qin Ye!"

The audience exclaimed, especially the girls, who covered their chests and screamed.

Zhao Menghua couldn't help but twitched, as if he had seen his own enemy.

If anyone else in Shilan Middle School can make him feel a huge difference besides Chu Zihang, it is his classmate Qin Ye.

In fact, he has been studying swordsmanship for the past few months. At the beginning, he thought about finding opportunities to challenge Qin Ye, but today, Chu Zihang happened to be present, so he first tried his learning achievements during this period, but was slapped in the face.

After hearing the noise, Chu Zihang, who was tidying up his protective gear, subconsciously raised his head to see the visitor. A slight fluctuation appeared on his handsome face, which seemed to be paralyzed.

Seeing Qin Ye appear, the corner of the Jiandao teacher's mouth not far away couldn't help but twitch. As an opponent who was once beaten to autism by Qin Ye on Jiandao, he knew very well how terrifying the strength of this boy who seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old in Jiandao.

Even if he has the level of the Sixth Stage of Kendo, he is not good enough. So in order not to embarrass himself, he specifically approved that in the future, as long as students from Class 6 of Grade 2 come to take Kendo class, Qin Ye can arrange time reasonably to do what he loves.

The subtext is: Boy, go play your own in kendo class, just don’t mess with me.

With the special approval from the Kendo Teacher, Qin Ye is usually not in the Kendo Club as long as it is a Kendo class. They are used to the other party’s absence, but they did not expect that this time they would appear.

Lu Mingfei looked at the figure appearing at the door with tears in his eyes, and was speechless for a moment, and only shouted in his heart: "Damn! I really have a man for him!"

Originally, he was like a chicken defeated chicken, and he felt like he had been injected with a tube of chicken blood, and suddenly became proud, "Qin Ye, my good brother, you are here. Someone wants to challenge our class's swordsmanship. Zhao Menghua tried his best to fight for a hard time, and finally lost to the battle. But the honor of our second-year high school class 6 cannot be trampled on at will! I don't know what you think, I can't bear it anyway. Brother, don't pull me! I'm going to go!"

Lu Mingfei said, waving the bamboo sword in his hand, and his righteous indignation was like a warrior preparing to step onto the battlefield.

"Okay, but the next quarter is a physics class. The physics teacher will also ask the whole class to do the experiment. Just fight and decide quickly."

Qin Ye patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder and said to him seriously, "After saying that he was about to leave, it seemed that he was just coming here to instruct Lu Mingfei for a moment."

Lu Mingfei was a little confused for a moment, thinking, "Hey, hey, is it because I didn't explain clearly enough or my facial expression is too rich, you don't have Gate. Didn't you see that I'm pretending to behave, and you're going to fight quickly. Do you really think I'm the successor of the Sword Saint!

Looking at Qin Ye who was about to turn around and leave, Lu Mingfei quickly grabbed the other party and lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Don't leave, my brother Ye, just treat it as a helper and have worked with Chu Zihang. I still know some of your sword skills. As long as you agree to take action, I will take the day of your part-time job for you next time."

But then he felt that it was not too tempting to take the day shift, so he gritted his teeth and stretched out three fingers, "Three days, I'll sell myself to you in these three days."

After saying that, Lu Mingfei closed his eyes and looked like he was willing to pick it.

Qin Ye paused and looked at him slightly. It was not because of Lu Mingfei, but because Chu Zihang looked at him and said to him: "If you are fine, you can play a game."

Chu Zihang did not have a boring desire to win or lose, but he just felt that Qin Ye was an opponent. He also knew about Qin Ye, who was named the Night Emperor. All achievements, including the swordsmanship, were enough to be described as excellent and could be ranked with him. However, he never cared about status and other status. If Qin Ye’s swordsmanship is really strong, why don’t he fight happily?

The atmosphere in the whole audience couldn't help but get restless.

"No, no, can you really be lucky enough to see the swordsmanship PK of Shilan and Shuangya in this life?"

The students present looked hot.

One is the president of the Kendo Society, and the other has even beaten the Kendo Teacher to autism. In private, which one is stronger, it has been a daily topic of conversation among many students at Shilan Middle School, but the two have never had the opportunity to compete on the same stage. Now, seeing that the two are in a kendo duel, oh huh! How could they not be excited? It’s like a monkey race!

"Neon Emperor!Neon Emperor!Neon Emperor!!"

Someone in the audience took the lead in calling out the Night Emperor, and then the name of the Night Emperor swept across the entire Jiandao Society like a surging wave.

The cheers of the students did not cause Qin Ye's expression to fluctuate too much. He was silent for a moment and suddenly said to Lu Mingfei: "Are you serious about the third-day class you just said?"

"That's a must!" Lu Mingfei was a little amused. He didn't expect that it was now, and Qin Ye was still concerned about his previous promise.

"make a deal."

Qin Ye nodded seriously and passed by Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was slightly stunned, and the bamboo sword in his hand suddenly turned into a notebook.
Chapter completed!