Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 12 I’m looking for someone who can fight ten

In the 12 years since he was born, Lu Mingfei never thought that he would one day go to the gym with someone, and his attitude would be so arrogant.

After dinner, Xia Di said that he would take him to continue practicing. He thought he would continue playing ball as he did in the morning and was ready to continue fishing and paddling. However, it turned out that he just took a nap on the way here and waited until he opened his eyes. I found myself in the Children's Palace.

Everyone was pulled in while they were still in a daze. They first went to visit the Taekwondo Hall and found that there were only a few baby dolls playing with each other with cardboard and there were no adults in sight. Xia Di took him and turned around and left.

I came to the karate gym on the other side. There were quite a few people training loudly inside, and their postures and movements were quite decent. It looked like the same thing.

So Xia Di went in to find the instructor and asked how the actual karate combat was and if he could fight ten with bare hands.

The teacher thought Xia Di was here to cause trouble, so he tried to drive him away but was easily thrown to the ground. The tall and muscular man, who weighed at least 180 pounds, looked like a helpless child. He stared at the ceiling with his round eyes, suspicious. Are you dreaming?

Lu Mingfei was pretty sure he saw tears in the corners of the man's eyes, because his toes hit the floor when Xia Di threw him to the ground.

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Xia Dina's movements were too smooth, as if he was dealing with a child who was about to fall. He helped him in time and slowly placed him on the ground.

Perhaps it was this kind of grievance and humiliation of being treated with caution by his opponent that made the macho teacher lie on the ground unwilling to get up and face reality.

When he regained his composure, he had no chance to regain his place. Xia Di was very disappointed in the karate gym. There were no masters here who could beat ten, and his expectations were disappointed.

Taking Lu Mingfei around, he wondered why the Children's Palace was full of foreign products. After looking around, he couldn't find a sign with Chinese Kung Fu, so he complained depressingly:
"The trend of alien species invasion is quite fierce."

Lu Mingfei was noncommittal, saying that foreign monks were good at chanting sutras, but this foreign kung fu was also very popular. Many students from his school came here to learn taekwondo and karate, and every time there was a physical education class, they would pretend to be experts. .

Unable to find a martial arts school with good fist and kick skills, Xia Di simply took Lu Mingfei to a kendo class.

The ancients said that every inch is stronger, and fighting with weapons is definitely safer than fighting with bare hands.In the final analysis, Lu Mingfei is still a little kid whose body and bones are not fully developed. Even if an adult punches in the wrong way, he can easily injure himself. It is better to just give him a stick to hurt others instead of hurting himself.

Anyway, it's better that it doesn't hurt him.

But Xia Di watched outside for a while and found that the swordsmanship class taught only a few basic moves. At most, it allowed the children to have some rules when using the sword, so as not to turn into a vegetable garden sword master and sweep away with a stick.

Classmate Xiaolu thinks it's okay. He still understands the principle of building tall buildings from the ground. Everything must be done step by step and starting from the basics.

It's a pity that he was determined to make progress but couldn't pay for it. The tuition fee of 3600 yuan on the bulletin board became the biggest obstacle for him to transform into Rurouni Kenshin.

That was my uncle's two months' salary. No matter how much money my parents left behind, they couldn't afford to spend it like that.

Just as he was about to tell Xia Di to change places, he saw him striding in and found the middle-aged class leader who was patrolling back and forth to discuss whether he could borrow the venue.

When he caught up, he was stopped by the student waving a wooden sword. He couldn't hear the conversation between the two people. By the time they changed positions and got out of the way, the conversation had already broken down.

"Okay, since you don't want to be a convenience, I have no choice but to be polite first and then attack."

Lu Mingfei came closer, and happened to hear the neighbor's uncle's harsh words: "I'm not going to act anymore, I'm here to compete, and I'm showing off my cards!"

His words immediately caused the entire kendo class to fall into a deathly silence. The boys who had been swinging their swords just now stopped one by one and looked at the handsome older brother who looked like a big star.The silence was only for a moment. The plot of kicking the gym, which had only been seen on TV, made the already energetic teenagers burst out with great enthusiasm, and they started discussing among themselves in whispers.

"Is this going to be a fight?"

"That big brother looks so weak. Can he beat the teacher?"

"I think Xuan will kneel down when the teacher cuts him off."

"I heard that anyone who comes to kick the gym will be beaten badly. Do you think this big brother will die?"

"Idiot, it's illegal to beat someone to death!"

"Do you think Senior Brother Chu can beat him? He is the Sword Master of our Children's Palace. He defeated all the unbeatable swordsmen in the Palace a few years ago."

Lu Mingfei stood by and listened a little uneasily. This was a sword master from the Youth Palace who would die with one strike. How could such a small swordsmanship class hide its dragons and crouching tigers?

He moved silently, trying his best to use his transparent "special function" to not attract attention. He quietly came to the shelf with wooden knives, ready to copy them and throw them to Xia Di if anything went wrong.

Classmate Xiaolu has also seen the Three Kingdoms, and knows that this is their home field after all. With the enemy outnumbered, we must occupy a favorable position, otherwise if there is a conflict, they will definitely be no match with their bare hands.

However, his worries were a little unnecessary, because Xia Di had already picked up the broom next to him and removed the broom head. He held the stick and said arrogantly:
"I heard that you have a Sword Master from the Children's Palace. Do you dare to come out and let me check if there is any moisture?"

He had also heard the conversation of the little brats behind him just now. He originally thought that the leader might not be enough for him to fight, but now that he heard that there was a swordsman who was invincible in the Children's Palace, he suddenly became interested.

The class leader opposite, who was wearing kendo uniform, had a livid face, as if a volcano was about to erupt. He had not mastered the art of self-cultivation, and could not turn a blind eye to this naked provocation and contempt.

The middle-aged man with a kind face raised his hand and put it on the sword at his waist. His thick fingers gently tapped the handle wrapped with black cotton rope. He stared at Xia Di's handsome face with dark eyes, as if he was thinking about it. How much force would it take to avoid beating this ignorant young man to death?

Just when he was about to call the students to make room and teach Xia Di a lesson, the students surrounding him suddenly moved aside to make way.

The scene in front of me was like the ultimate shrunken version of Moses' parting of the sea. A young man with black hair and cold eyes walked in through the "sea of ​​people".

He has a well-proportioned figure and a straight waist. There is no expression on his handsome face. He holds an unsheathed wooden sword in his hand. His temperament is outstanding and extraordinary.

Lu Mingfei watched clearly from the sidelines. When this man appeared, the surrounding crowd seemed to be muted. They looked at the handsome boy with a little fanaticism and admiration, as if he would be in control once he came.

Sensing the movement behind him, Xia Di also turned around. Seeing that the person coming was so grand and impressive, he immediately raised his eyebrows:
"Boy, who are you?"

The boy holding the knife walked forward unhurriedly. Even though he was only as tall as the opponent's chest, he still looked at him levelly:

"Chu Zihang, the person you are looking for."

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