Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 29 Kendo Class

Teacher Wang from the Kendo Club originally refused. They finally produced a talented student, so what's the matter with being dragged into a propaganda tool?
Until the next day the kendo class received a stack of applications, all of them were young girls in their [-]s and [-]s. They didn't care what the kendo club taught, and they didn't come in like some boys to ask about your Zanpakuto first. Well, the purpose of the girls is quite pure and beautiful.

As for Chu Zihang, if you sign up, you can train with him, right?
Coach, I want to learn kendo!

Soon, the reputation of the Children's Palace spread far and wide, and even overwhelmed other martial arts halls, and it really became a holy place for martial arts.

Today, the Holy Land of Martial Arts has encountered the biggest crisis since its establishment.

Yama.

At noon, the canteen of the Children's Palace.

Since receiving the news, Mr. Wang's frown has not been relaxed.

I have been worried all morning, that mentality is really, the Jiang Yang thief who asked to be killed after autumn is no more than that.

Seeing that it's time for meal, one can't be hungry, not to mention that when Yan Luo comes to the door, he really wants to fight, and he doesn't have the strength to do it.

Teacher Wang led a row of coaches and students to the cafeteria.

It should be said that it is a holy place for martial arts, or Chu Zihang's attractiveness is too obvious. The kendo class in the Children's Palace is different. It is good to have seven or eight students in other martial arts schools. It is not like a kendo class. It's really spectacular.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, someone asked, Mr. Wang, what are we having for lunch?

With a big wave of his hand, he served me big fish and big meat, and he still cared about the food money no matter what time it was.

What you said makes sense, Jiang Yang's bandit gave him a good meal before he asked to kill him, he is so strong on the road to Huangquan, right?

The boy in front of the line was startled when he heard this, turned his head and looked curiously, stretched his neck and jumped like a kangaroo, as if he was saying where did he come from, a landlord and local tyrant, he is really rich!
When he saw the uniform black uniform of the Kendo Club, the boy's eyes lit up, and he turned his head from time to time, laughing expectantly.

Teacher Wang didn't pay attention to these minutiae. He was thinking about Yan Luo, his face was full of seriousness, and he was talking to the coaches and students around him in a low voice.

After finishing the meal, he found an empty table to sit down, and he began to give instructions.

"At noon, the food is delicious, and everyone has to be restrained. It's enough to be seventy percent full. After eating, go back to take a nap, refresh your spirits, and get ready for the afternoon."

Everyone nodded, their faces were solemn, and those who didn't know thought that something happened to this table. A group of strong men in black uniforms were unsmiling, and every face read "It seems that someone died in my family, but I don't know who it is anyway. I'm very upset don't mess with me" so many words.

A voice whispered.

"Should I cry politely?"

"Yuanyuan, don't make noise!"

Teacher Wang let out a deep sigh. The people at this table are all good players among the coaches and students. He is well-known for each of them. Among them, Yuanyuan is the most incomprehensible and speaks without going through the brain, which makes people feel helpless.

"Teacher, it's not..."

"Shut up and listen to me!"

Teacher Wang is like a general on the battlefield. He is giving orders, and the army is on fire. How can he listen to other people's words.

He sat upright, with his hands on his knees. As the name suggests, the kendo class taught Japanese kendo, and the emphasis was on tranquility.

Just like the plot in the anime, two swordsmen met on a narrow road, facing each other, holding each other's sword hilts tightly, staring at the enemy's eyes. At first glance, it seems silent, but the battle has already begun. Whose spirit has relaxed, the sword It will be out of the sheath, and life and death will be seen when it is out of the sheath.

Teacher Wang also pays attention to this. No matter what, the enemy will come to kick the gym. First of all, they must not lose their momentum mentally.

He stared at the free seaweed and egg drop soup in the cafeteria that the students bought, and saw the black seaweed and egg drop sinking in the soup, with a serious face, as if he had realized the truth of life and the ultimate of the universe, in short, it was a super powerful thing.

"Are there worms in the soup?"

"Don't make noise, the teacher is thinking."

"oh oh."

Teacher Wang finally spoke.

"The enemy calls himself Yama."

"Wow, it sounds very imposing name."

Teacher Wang chose to ignore it.

"One morning, Yan Luo picked [-] martial arts gyms in a row, without losing a single one."

"Now, our children's palace kendo class is the only one left, and it is also the last face and dignity."

"The enemy is coming fiercely, and no one knows what purpose and intention this Yan Luo has."

"As far as I guess, he wants to step on the name of us warriors to become famous."

"Well, is it possible that Yan Luo simply wanted to find someone to fight and learn from?"

Teacher Wang continued to ignore.

"We are the family with the best grades in the Martial Arts Association. In ancient times, we were the martial arts leader of this city, the so-called leaders and banner bearers, so we have a duty to do so, we must not lose, and we must not let the banner of martial arts fall on our side! "

"Why didn't I hear anyone say that there is a setting like the leader, uncle, you got the wrong script, hey!"

Teacher Wang deserves to be the teacher who taught Chu Zihang, the national gold medal kendo genius Shilan school girl idol Chu Zihang.

"Yuanyuan, you are enough!"

He slapped the table angrily.

On the edge of the dining table, the girl huddled up and biting the chicken leg like a hamster raised her round head blankly, revealing her round face, blinked her eyes, and still had a half-bitten chicken leg in her mouth. His eyes are as clear as a bottomless stream, full of innocence.

She slowly took off the earphones, her movements were so slow that it gave the illusion that she was actually a mechanical girl. After all, only mechanical girls would get stuck due to delay.

"what's up?"

She said vaguely, sucking the drumstick one by one.

Teacher Wang maintained his rigid and serious face, and waved his hands gently.

"Well, it's okay, you continue."

"Oh."

Yuanyuan put on the earphones, lowered her head one by one, and continued to bite the chicken leg.

Seeing this, the coaches and students at this table were quietly relieved.

For some reason, I always feel that it is a sinful thing to disturb this girl to eat chicken legs.

After Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help thinking.

Since Yuanyuan was happily eating chicken legs, who was it that interrupted just now?

He looked at everyone with a serious gaze full of scrutiny, trying to force those who disturbed the morale of the army before the battle.

He was stunned when he saw No.1.

"Why are there outsiders at our table!"

Teacher Wang pointed at the boy who was holding a pig's trotter and gnawed on his soldiers.

"That, what I wanted to say from the very beginning, was you..."

"I'm asking!"

Teacher Wang tapped on the dining table.

"Why did an outsider sneak into our internal meeting, ah!"

"Be quiet, it's too noisy!"

The staff said.

"I'm sorry to cause you trouble, I'm really sorry."

Teacher Wang bowed his head deeply.

"Since just now, I really want to say that your table, especially yours, is too loud. This is a cafeteria, a public space, so pay attention to the impact."

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

(End of this chapter)