Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 111 It was him, he was obviously the one who came first
Opening the door, there were familiar people and objects inside. The boys in kendo uniforms were waving their swords "humming haha". After the basic training was completed, it was time to put on protective gear and form a team to compete.

When Chu Zihang first came here, he aroused the hostility of some boys because of his excellent appearance. When they teamed up with him, they always tried their best to make him look embarrassed. Unfortunately, these stupid kids all lost without exception.

It's funny to say. Afterward, they mentioned that the reason for targeting Chu Zihang was not because he was too handsome, but because he kept a cold face all day long and looked like he couldn't look down on anyone, which made these young and energetic people The little boy felt offended.

After getting along for a long time, everyone knew that he was an expressionless facial paralysis, and no one came to trouble him anymore.Instead, they gradually gathered around him because he was so ridiculously strong. Every time they formed a team, a lot of people wanted to be tortured with him.

"Brother Chu?!"

"Ah, senior brother, you are here!"

Several students near the gate saw Chu Zihang coming in, and immediately put down their wooden swords and shouted in surprise.

The class leader, who was sitting on a futon not far away and reading a newspaper, also raised his head and looked over. Seeing that Chu Zihang hadn't changed his clothes or brought a knife, he thought he was just here to sit down, so he just nodded as a greeting.

Most of the students surrounding Chu Zihang are in the third or fourth grade of elementary school. They have great respect for Chu Zihang, a strong and handsome "big brother". Moreover, they have experienced the incident of Master Xia kicking out the gym before, and they are also curious. Follow-up, so at the moment I’m asking non-stop.

It was a pity that Chu Zihang was not very used to sharing his own affairs, so he hesitated for a few words and then came to the class leader to explain his purpose.

The class leader knew that Chu Zihang had recently been learning swordsmanship from Xia Di. At this moment, seeing his former master apprentice coming back from someone else to challenge him, he felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

It was him, he was obviously the one who came first... He taught Xiao Chu the way to hold the knife, the posture of swinging the knife, as well as the body skills and rhythm.

But the class teacher also knows that what he teaches is only the basics, and more advanced things are not suitable for teaching to children.

It's not a question of money or not, it's mainly that it can only be taught by the descendants of the mantle, and Chu Zihang is obviously not the successor who can inherit his mantle. He has hundreds of millions of wealth waiting for him.

"Then you go change your clothes first." The class leader did not refuse. It happened that he also wanted to see what Chu Zihang had learned from Xia Di.

When Xia Di came to the Kendo class to compete, he thought that the other party was here to cause trouble, and thought that he was a rookie, but he didn't expect that he was hiding it so deeply that he had already become one with the sword. , you can turn into a sword master with just a broom stick.

To be honest, it was Chu Zihang's fault that he helped him block that fight, otherwise he would have been unable to escape defeat, so now that Chu Zihang came back to challenge him, there was nothing to be angry about.

After getting the answer he wanted, Chu Zihang changed into clean kendo uniforms, put on protective gear, and returned to the kendo field to look at the swordsman of the kendo class who was also dressed in the same style.

Both of them were dressed in black training uniforms, with masks, armor, sashes and gloves remaining the same, but their knife-holding postures were different.

The leader still used the standard Japanese kendo grip, with his right hand holding the front of the handle, his left hand at the end of the handle, and the blade facing Chu Zihang at a 45-degree angle.

Chu Zihang, on the other hand, lowered his waist slightly, lowered his legs in a lunge, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands and placed it on his right cheek. The blade of the knife was parallel to the ground and straight forward, making a starting position like the protagonist of a movie and TV series.

The children around looked at this scene, their eyes suddenly lit up, and the word "want to learn" was written on their faces.

Compared to the mediocre knife-wielding stance, where they have to squat down and salute before striking, these hot-blooded young men prefer this posture that makes them look so handsome at first sight.

The class leader's reaction when he saw these rebels was that he couldn't laugh or cry, but children just like cool things, so it's understandable.

But it seems that Chu Zihang has completely given up on swordsmanship and concentrated on learning traditional Chinese swordsmanship.

Forget it, let him see how much this kid has learned from Xia Di.

There was no salute, and the two looked at each other wordlessly. The kendo class was as quiet as the calm before the storm. Almost everyone held their breath to prevent them from disturbing the exciting duel that followed.

The head of the kendo class knew that the young man in front of him was a genius for learning kendo. If he had been half as talented as him when he traveled across the ocean to Japan to learn kendo, he would have been a direct disciple of "Jiden", so he wouldn't have received an "exemption" " title.

It's a pity that this child is too young and his physical condition is not as good as that of a tall and powerful adult. He had clearly won the match in the moves many times before, but he suffered a loss because of the difference in strength and speed.

Now that I have changed the genre, I wonder if it can bring him some surprises.

"Tian——!" Just as the class leader raised his legs and was about to step forward with a chop to test the test, Chu Zihang, who was motionless as a mountain, suddenly raised his eyes, exerted his strength with both legs and stepped forward, the wooden knife in his hand piercing through like a sharp arrow. The wind comes.

This sword was as fast as thunder, which made the class leader's eyes widen. He couldn't believe the speed that a 13-year-old child could possess.

But after all, he is an old swordsman who has been practicing kendo for more than ten years. Relying on the muscle memory he has cultivated for many years, he subconsciously pressed down his sword and slashed, aiming at the forehead that Chu Zihang took the initiative to attack. It seemed that he planned to use his own strength. Attack the enemy's shortcomings and use your own physical advantage to destroy this charged stab.

However, halfway through the sword, Chu Zihang, who was stepping forward, suddenly accelerated, pulled his body to the right, and the wooden sword that was thrust forward turned to cut horizontally.

The class leader's knife only touched the raised frenulum of the turban, and did not touch any part at all.

"boom!"

There was a crisp sound from the waist and abdomen of the carcass. The class leader looked down at the clear white mark on the carcass, his eyes a little dazed.

Could that action just now be done by a human being?
Anyone can do a forward change of direction, but how can one achieve a half-way change of direction when it is obvious that there is no way back with a full-strength thrust?
Isn't this kid worried about changing his moves midway and making him angry?
"You have to use this move sparingly." The class leader looked at the young man standing beside him holding a knife. He saw that his face was not red and he was out of breath and his expression was calm. He must have been uninjured.

Chu Zihang didn't say anything. There was no reason to use the knife skills given by Master Xia because they would hurt the body, but he still nodded to express his good intentions.

Touching the slightly dented armor, the class leader couldn't help but secretly wonder, how could this kid suddenly become so strong? If he wasn't wearing protective gear, this knife would probably break his ribs, even if it hit his head with a hood. I have to be confused for a while.

If he hadn't known that Chu Zihang was not the kind of person who liked to go to extremes, the class leader would have been worried that Xia Di had taken him to do some human experiments or taken some great tonics.

As for the strength and speed Chu Zihang showed just now, he couldn't match it when he was 20 years old.

However, he didn't know that this was Chu Zihang who was already concentrating on sparring. Last night, he tried to swing with all his strength in the air and directly broke the training wooden knife he used before. If he used it without sparing any effort, the class leader would It is very likely that I will have to change my protective gear supplier.

The two stood still again, and this time the team leader was ready to continue the discussion with all his strength, and Chu Zihang was happy to do so.

So the sound of clattering wooden swords continued to be heard in the next kendo hall. The two former masters and apprentices were fighting together. They were going back and forth to show off their tricks. All the little kids onlookers stared straight at it, wishing they could become one of them. member.

After ten rounds of back and forth, just when the class leader felt that his armor was about to be scrapped, Chu Zihang's cell phone placed aside suddenly rang.

Upon hearing this, the Bingshan boy looked at the class leader humbly. Seeing that the other party put away his knife and said it was okay, he stepped forward to get his cell phone. As expected, it was Master Xia who called.

"Uncle Xia." The young man's voice was cold. If you listen carefully, you can hear a little joy hidden in it.

"Zihang, don't mess with your class leader's old bones, hurry up and gather at the city center square, there's something big going on!" Xia Di's voice rang out, and Lu Mingfei's complaints could be faintly heard amidst the roar of the car. He must have been bullied again. .

"Yeah, okay." Chu Zihang agreed, and after hanging up the phone, he said sorry to the class leader, then returned to the dressing room and changed back into his clothes.

The class leader was not angry either. He leaned against the wall with his wooden knife in his arms and earnestly advised him that it was time for him to grow up and not to cause hidden diseases due to overtraining.

There is no need to worry about this, the magical Master Xia will solve all problems. If your body is ailing, just one electrotherapy will be enough. If it doesn’t work, just two more electrosurges.

After thanking the class leader for his kindness, Chu Zihang said goodbye to all his juniors and left the Children's Palace holding his mobile phone.

When he arrived at the city center square, he happened to see Master Xia getting off the jeep, muttering to a foreigner riding a motorcycle behind him.

"What is this for?"

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