Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 32 Teachers and Students
Washing hands, washing tea, clear water gurgling, a pot of purple sand boiled on a small stove, the girl lifted it up, and under the wide sleeves of the kimono were snow-like wrists, delicate and smooth skin, which is the unique appearance of a young girl.

"Please."

"Thank you."

Lu Mingfei looked in surprise at the round-headed and round-faced girl in front of him. It was Yuanyuan who Kakaka was biting a chicken leg at lunch. It turned out that she looked so good in a kimono, like a doll on the Japanese Girl's Day. Godly girl.

Lu Mingfei picked up the tea, it was slightly hot, but he ignored it and drank it in one gulp.

"Come again."

Did he remember that after three cups of tea, the fight could begin.

Yuanyuan added tea in a serious manner, as if she didn't see Teacher Wang's crazy hints that almost cramped her little eyes.

Helpless.

Teacher Wang cried out in his heart.

He was thinking that if he could procrastinate, there might be a miracle, such as an earthquake, a tsunami, a volcanic eruption, or Yama being admitted to the hospital because he was too full.

Mr. Wang recalled it carefully, and was taken aback. As far as Yan Luo’s lunch intake is concerned, is his stomach the dimensional pocket of a robot cat? The stomach of a normal person must have exploded long ago!
There is no way, it can only be said that heroes are different from ordinary people.

It seems that this time it must be fought.

Teacher Wang really wanted to call Chu Zihang and ask him to come back.

But can't get through.

This is also normal. Ever since Chu Zihang went to a university abroad, it has been as if the world has evaporated. Let alone the news of this person. Usually, Teacher Wang doesn’t even have to make a phone call if he wants to catch up. Sometimes Teacher Wang is thinking In Chu Zihang's situation, he said he was going to college, but those who didn't know would think that he joined some secret organization and cut off contact with the outside world.

If Chu Zihang joins a secret organization, it must be the kind of work that hides in the dark side of the world and silently protects human beings. Teacher Wang thinks that his level is limited, but at least he has given this child the enlightenment of kendo, so he understands Chu Zihang to some extent. sail.

Don't look at him with a cold face all day long, he is handsome and cool, as if he is very difficult to get close to.

In fact, Chu Zihang is a dead kid who likes "Winnie the Pooh and his friends", and he wants to be a partner of justice.

Having said that, since Chu Zihang can't be contacted, it's fine.

At this point, for the honor of the kendo class, he can only do it by himself.

Teacher Wang took a sip of tea slowly.

He thought of the moment when the boy won the national kendo competition.

The Workers' Gymnasium, which can accommodate [-] spectators, was full of people. Chu Zihang stood alone in the middle of the ring, thousands of eyes and lights were on him, the young man lowered his eyebrows, but the hand holding the sword was so tight, so use force.

Like a drowning man grabbing the only straw at the edge of life and death.

Teacher Wang in the audience was thinking, what are you chasing after, child, you seem to have some reason why you can't lose and you must win, but you never mention it, just swaying your sword silently and persistently, sweat dripping from the corner of your forehead , you don't blink.

What an amazing momentum, Zihang, if it is the sword in your hand, even if there is a mountain in front of you, you will open the mountain, and if it is the sea, you will divide the sea.

Until you reach the end of your heart, or burn yourself out before you get there.

How stubborn, my student.

Teacher Wang smiled slightly, and the next second, the middle-aged man straightened his back.

He raised his head and poured the tea into his mouth with the air of a hero drinking up the wine in his cup before going to his death.

Lu Mingfei applauded lightly.

This is a warrior who gives respect to his opponents.

"me."

Teacher Wang put his hands on his knees and looked at the gold medal hanging on the wall.

I don't know what that kid Chu Zihang thought. He won the gold medal, but he didn't keep it at home. Instead, he gave it to the Kendo Club, saying that "the kindness of teaching can't be repaid" or something.

What a guy who takes extra seriousness in strange places.

That, after all, is the honor you earned by swinging your sword countless times.

How could he be ashamed so easily!
Teacher Wang's gaze suddenly turned Ruili.

"me."

He said.

"But there is a reason why you can't lose."

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

He slowly picked up the third cup of tea.

Smell the fragrance of the tea carefully, and then taste it lightly, letting the soup swirl between the tongue and teeth, the fragrance is rich.

Needle drop could be heard in the practice room.

All the people stopped their movements and breathed lightly, waiting for Yama.

This cup, the third cup of tea, Lu Mingfei drank for 3 minutes.

He put the glass down.

The sound of the warm bottom of the white porcelain colliding with the small wooden table was like thunder on the ground, and the silver bottle was suddenly broken.

"Please enlighten me, gentlemen!"

……

"There is news."

"How to say?"

"How is the result?"

"Don't worry, a friend of mine from the Children's Palace said in a text message that the door of the practice room of the Kendo class is closed. Look at this point and estimate that it has already been marked."

"Hey, why is Yan Luo kid moving so fast!"

"Can't you hurry up? We've been picked around all morning."

"Master driver, drive faster!"

One owner patted the seat cushion and shouted at the driver at the front of the bus.

The driver didn't even look at it, and slowly steered the steering wheel, letting the cars whizz by.

"What's the noise? You're responsible for the car accident!"

The host who knew him pulled him down, and reprimanded him angrily.

"Aren't I in a hurry?"

"Be quiet, don't say a few words."

Chen Ping'an hung his arms, staring blankly at the roof of the car, listening to their owner arguing non-stop behind.

After coming out of the hospital, everyone went straight to the Children's Palace. It was the last registered martial arts gym, not to mention that they had won the first gold medal in the country. No need to guess. With Yan Luo's style, they must go to the Children's Palace.

Some people want to watch the excitement, some people want to see the tragedy of the Children's Palace, everyone is in high spirits.

As for Chen Pingan, he was still thinking about Yan Luo's move.

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out at all.

He has practiced martial arts for 20 years, and he has never seen such a move.

The martial arts competitions I saw before were just gesticulations and routines. If you make a move, I will dismantle it. If you can't dismantle it, you will lose. It's very simple.

But Yan Luo is different.

His moves, no, he has no moves at all.

Or, I can't see it at all.

Great Zhou, the secret of the dragon and snake...

Chen Pingan murmured.

Suddenly, he heard some museum owners discussing.

"Tell me, can Old Wang catch it?"

"I see it hanging."

"To be honest, Lao Wang loves to show off because he loves to show off, but if I taught him a gold medal, and later this kid took the initiative to put the gold medal in the martial arts gym, I would have to tell people every day to show off."

"That's the reason, good apprentice, who doesn't like it."

"I remember it's called Chu Zihang, right? Good boy, really good boy."

"It's a pity, if Xiao Chu is still here, if I meet Yan Luo, there may be something else to watch."

"You can't say that."

"Why, do you still think Old Wang can win?"

"Hey, I don't mean that."

"Then what do you think, everyone has confronted Yan Luo before, someone who knows in his heart, let's fight in groups, Lao Wang can't hold back his face, let's fight with wheels, he is still not enough to see."

"Can I not know this?"

"I said Xuan, of course I have my reasons."

"Oh, hurry up and talk about it."

The man sighed deeply first.

"I have to say, Old Wang's boy, his luck is really good."

"This student received it, which is enviable."

"Last month, I went to their place for a stroll. I just wanted to drink tea with Lao Wang. You also know that they have a set of tea drinking, which is quite fun."

"Hey, who would have thought that just this trip would allow me to see a girl doll."

The man sighed again.

His eyes were blurred, and he fell into the memories, so he could relive the flash of the knife in his memories.

Like snow like cherry blossoms, like electricity like rain.

"Stop what!"

"Go on!"

"What an appetite!"

"What's the noise, I won't talk about it!"

He has lost his temper, martial arts practitioners, which one is easy to get along with.

Afterwards, no matter how good others said, he kept silent.

He just said something lightly.

"Old Wang, I have accepted another good student."

(End of this chapter)