Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 42

The Kendo Hall of Kassel Academy is a large gymnasium that can accommodate hundreds of people at the same time.

The dark brown solid wood floor has been wiped spotless, and the light can be seen; scrolls with different fonts and contents are hung on the four walls, and each scroll contains a kind of swordsmanship that has been passed down to the present; There are rare and famous knives that show their sharpness... This place is like a small museum of swordsmanship!
This is the background of Kassel Academy, which is not comparable to the Kendo Hall of the Children's Palace!The air seemed to be filled with light and shadows, and the kendo atmosphere here was so strong that it almost made the blood in Lu Mingfei's veins boil a bit!
But what surprised Lu Mingfei was that before he even entered the door, he heard piercing screams in the gymnasium. Lu Mingfei could clearly hear the sound of sharp blades cutting through the air at high speed.

But now it's just the entrance season that hasn't officially started yet, besides myself, there are really students who are so diligent and go to the kendo hall alone during the holidays to chop air?
"Before I entered the door, I was wondering who is so diligent in kendo, and it really is you, brother." Opening the shuttle door of the inner hall, Lu Mingfei saw the sweaty figure in the all-black kendo uniform in the field at a glance.

"Come here?" Chu Zihang did not stop swinging his sword, but greeted Lu Mingfei softly with his back turned, as if he knew that he would meet Lu Mingfei here. .

Knowing brother Mo Ruo, this principle is also applicable to senior brothers in the field of kendo.

Chu Zihang had indeed expected that Lu Mingfei would come, and he was sure that he would come!Chu Zihang can be regarded as half of Lu Mingfei's guide in the way of the sword, and he deeply understands that the latter's perseverance and persistence in this aspect are not inferior to his own, and may even be worse.

What Chu Zihang wanted to cut off was regret and remorse, and the unbearable cowardice in his memory. In the direction his blade pointed stood a majestic god. Cut into a smooth road!
Then Lu Mingfei must have something for which he wants to slash with a knife, and his scabbard must also be filled with stubborn thoughts and visions.

As Principal Angers said, there is always a road ahead of young people. If there are mountains blocking the road, they will cut down the mountains, and if there are water barriers, they will cut off the water with a knife. Wall, you can say they are stubborn, but no one can erase the lion in their hearts!
"Brother's movements are more standard, and muscle memory has been formed."

Looking at Chu Zihang's precise movements on a horizontal line every time, Lu Mingfei could feel the thick killing intent hidden in the former's sword.

"You were able to do this before I left."

Chu Zihang swung his knife five thousand times in a row, and finally chose to stop for a rest. He walked towards Lu Mingfei, who handed him a glass of water, and Chu Zihang drank it down.

"Brother, I actually put my sword aside for a long time because I was very confused. I wasn't sure where the end of the sword path was, and whether my lifelong wish was hidden there."

"I suddenly found that practicing a hundred times on the wrong way is not as good as swinging a sword once on the right way, so I spent a long time thinking about my sword." Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang's side Said seriously.

The whole gym fell into a long silence.

"I don't know if I'm on the right path, but..." After the silence, Chu Zihang spoke first, but was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"Brother." Lu Mingfei interrupted softly, "I figured it out later, do you want to hear my answer?"

Chu Zihang looked into Lu Mingfei's deep and dark eyes, and subconsciously nodded.

"In fact, every extra day we live is saying goodbye to yesterday's self, just like every extra sword we cut is to cover up the shortcomings of the previous sword and make our sword more perfect, right?"

Chu Zihang nodded in agreement.

"But how can there be a perfect sword in the world? Just like who can live a life without flaws?"

"There is sorrow in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, and there is no freedom when there is wind or no wind."

"So my answer is, fuck the way, fuck the regrets, when you pick up a knife, you should think about how to cut with this knife, and how to cut with the next knife, instead of sticking to the last knife. Wrong, why is the upper knife not standard..."

"People are born towards the future, not in the past, brother! Every day, you only think about how to make up for yesterday's regrets. When you look back on the past, your whole life will be full of regrets!"

Chu Zihang lowered his eyes and remained silent, his memory lingering on that cold rainy night.

After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, he got up, put Guanshi Zhengzong in the corner, picked up two bamboo knives on the kendo stand, threw one to Chu Zihang, and held one for himself.

"Brother, come to fight!"

After Chu Zihang was slightly dazed, he took a deep look at Lu Mingfei, then he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had figured out something, and got up and bent down to pick up the bamboo knife.

"Thank you." Chu Zihang said softly, stepping on the solid wood floor to move his position.

"You're welcome, senior brother, let's talk with a knife!" Lu Mingfei said loudly.

The two teenagers each held a bamboo wooden knife wrapped in nylon rope, stood north and south, simply saluted each other, and then went to war!
There is no such thing as politeness in battle, even for brothers in the way of swordsmanship.

So Chu Zihang moved, he moved very suddenly, no, it should be said that there was even a little abruptness. Generally speaking, the duel between swordsmen will be based on a certain wedge, for example, a certain side reveals a certain flaw, or The two looked at each other to wear down each other's aura, whoever's aura is the first to slump, the one who will be beheaded and die in the next instant is very likely to be the one!
But Chu Zihang didn't have to wait, he just started to move without thinking after saluting, it was a pure opportunity, Chu Zihang's movement was unexpected but reasonable.

His well-proportioned body erupted with an explosive force that did not match his body, and he rushed towards Lu Mingfei like a grown-up lion. At this moment, the wooden sword seemed to be the sharpest claw of the lion. Hold back the tip of the knife, just waiting for the opponent to be unable to withstand his slash.

"Good come!"

Lu Mingfei kept shouting, his muscles comparable to Chu Zihang tensed up almost instantly, the blood in his body boiled wildly, and the fighting spirit gushed out almost like a substance!
boom!
There was a loud crisp sound, and the two bamboo knives were bent at exaggerated angles. The tough blades had almost reached the ultimate deformation due to the collision of two huge forces. A bamboo knife cracked and broke.

However, neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang will back down. For these two proud senior brothers, the battle of swordsmanship where strength meets is the same as retreating or losing. Their swordsmanship follows the same principle. And pure idea.

Attack and advance, and then go straight; keep going forward, the loser is speechless!

(End of this chapter)