Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei.

Chapter 22 I Don't See You Who Should Cooperate With Your Performance

After running three laps, his whole body was warm and covered with a thin layer of sweat. Lu Mingfei watched his neighbor's uncle fooling the Sword Master of the Children's Palace about the superior sword skills, and even took out a martial arts secret book from his four-dimensional trouser pocket for him to I concentrated on practicing, but I was a little worried whether the blue-skinned secret book was bought from a street stall for five yuan, and whether it would kill someone if I practiced it.

Seeing Chu Zihang holding the secret book as if he had found a treasure and running to the side to study it, Lu Mingfei approached Xia Di: "Uncle, what did you give him? It can't be the qigong secret book, right?"

He had seen a yellowing Qigong practice book in his uncle's bookcase before. It was said that he was tricked into buying it when he was young. After practicing for more than half a year, he found out that it was fake.

Xia Di glanced at him sideways: "What, you want it too?"

"Is there more?" Lu Mingfei looked expectant.

Although I know that there is a high probability that it is fake, but in case, it doesn't cost any money, just practice a little bit.

"What I gave him was ordinary martial arts, which is not suitable for you. I will give you the entire "Devil Dragon Swallowing Heaven Jue" in the future."

"So domineering!"

"Stop talking nonsense and start today's practice." Xia Di slapped him on the back and told the kid to get on the field and prepare to be beaten.

Lu Mingfei made a note in the small notebook in his heart, and then began today's journey of suffering.

He didn't have a rookie protection period today. Xia Dina didn't hold back at all. He was being dunked the whole time, either while picking up the ball or on the way to pick it up.

The constant sound of dunks on the badminton court caught Chu Zihang's attention. He put down his secret book and looked at the two people on the court. He found that Lu Mingfei was chasing the ball back and forth, and from time to time he would be hit hard by Xia Di when he hit a high ball. 's smash.

At first he thought it was to hone Lu Mingfei's will, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that Lu Mingfei was constantly adapting to this change of direction. His originally staggering steps gradually became calmer, and his reaction speed became faster, which can be said to be progress. Brilliant speed.

Moreover, he discovered that Xia Di's every smash was aimed at an area half a meter around Lu Mingfei's body, which was a test of his physical skills, ball skills, and reaction speed. However, Lu Mingfei failed to meet these standards, so he was either hit in the torso or with the racket. Passed by.

Seeing that Xia Di was using badminton to train Lu Mingfei's physical coordination and reflexes, and the effects were still visible to the naked eye, Chu Zihang felt a little weird.

He couldn't tell whether it was because Lu Mingfei's body had great potential, or because Xia Di also gave him martial arts secrets.

This method of exercise was extremely physically demanding. Lu Mingfei only persisted for 15 minutes before he couldn't bear it any longer. He collapsed on the ground and gasped for air, feeling as if his heart was about to explode.

Xia Di picked him up and threw him into the audience, then stuffed him with a bottle of glucose water: "Take a rest and continue later."

As he said that, he ignored Lu Mingfei's loveless eyes and waved to Chu Zihang.

The Sword Master of the Children's Palace silently replaced Lu Mingfei and accepted Master Xia's unique training method.

His physical fitness is stronger than that of Xiaolu. He exercises for hours at home on weekdays, and it took him half an hour to reach exhaustion.

At first, he thought that even though badminton was not a sport he was good at, he had almost no opponents in school due to his extraordinary physical fitness. Even if he couldn't defeat Xia Di, he could at least return a few goals.

The result was that he thought too much, and Xia Di beat him effortlessly.

Looking up, Master Xia was just a little sweaty on his forehead, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue:
"No, it's hard for your dad to beat me for half an hour. If you want to catch up with him, you have to keep working hard."

"Hu~hu..." Chu Zihang held his knees and was sweating like rain, and his breathing was as heavy as a cow: "I can do it."

He just personally experienced Master Xia's badminton training method, and he can only say that the effect is not great. It is not as fast as Lu Mingfei's progress that can be seen with the naked eye. He doesn't know whether it is because Lu Mingfei's basic skills are too poor that he seems to be improving quickly, or because he has eaten too much. What a panacea, exercise just speeds up digestion and absorption.

They came to the auditorium to prepare for substitutions, but Xia Di asked them to play by themselves first: "You should rest and play by yourself. Xiao Chu, you can take Mingfei to practice sword practice."

Seeing him slowly leaving with the phone in hand, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other.After two minutes of silence, Lu Mingfei felt that he had to say something. The person next to him was obviously the type who couldn't speak. How could he liven up the atmosphere by relying on him:
"Well, where do you go to school?"

"Junior Department of Shilan Middle School."

"What a coincidence, I am also from Shilan Middle School." Lu Mingfei was a little excited when he saw that he was an alumnus: "Are you also going to enroll next month?"

"I'll start school next month."

"Senior brother?" Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang, who was half a head taller than him, unsure of his grade.

"Well, I'm in the second grade of junior high school."

"Then senior brother, please remember to protect me from now on."

"..."

The two junior high school students chatted with each other, and most of the time it was Lu Mingfei who said that Chu Zihang's answers were always simple and straightforward, and could easily kill the conversation.

In the corridor of the gymnasium, Xia Dizheng was on the phone with someone: "Old Chen, it's not that I refuse to submit the manuscript. I really have no inspiration and can't write it."

"Are you farting? I saw you had a copy of Ghost Blowing the Lamp 4 on your computer before!" On the other end of the phone, Xia Di's editor yelled angrily: "Where are you now? Give me your address quickly. Do you know that now?" The publishing house has stockpiled so many letters and razors scolding you that the warehouse is almost full of them."

"Hey, that's how much I've written. A few thousand words of manuscript is not enough for serialization." Xia Di hesitated, not stupidly giving the address to the other party. If he dared to tell the other party, he would come to block him.

Hanging up the phone amid the roar, Xia Di licked her ears and looked at the empty aisle:
"Come out, don't hide, I see you."

"..."

No one answered, and the air was filled with the embarrassment of trying to deceive the enemy.

But obviously Xia Di didn't think so. His gaze fell on the position ten meters ahead to the right, and he was still so plain and arrogant: "I told you I saw you."

"..."

Still no answer.

This time Xia Di was a little impatient, took out an egg from his pocket and threw it towards the upper left wall.

"Snapped!"

The egg shattered on the wall, and the egg liquid splashed everywhere.

"You have a good figure and good skills." Xia Di nodded approvingly and looked straight ahead:
"Little girl, I see that you have amazing bones. Are you interested in joining my summer training class? I guarantee that your strength will be further improved."

"..."

There was only the sound of Xia Di talking to herself in the entire corridor, and there was no sound other than that.

"Hey, although Mingzhao can hide your figure, it can't shield your heartbeat and breathing." Xia Di sighed, feeling helpless when she saw that the enemy hidden in the air refused to show up:
"I have something else to do. Could you please stop wasting my time? Uncle, I will hit people when I'm angry."

This time, the corridor was no longer silent, and a cold yet charming voice sounded:
"Is your so-called serious business meant to bully children?"

　I was so busy that I forgot to eat, so I took a piece of bread to satisfy my hunger. I was so hungry (benefit)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)