Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

too weak.

It wasn't even counted as playing, he just simply swung his sword without using any skills, and the sword was straight forward, but it was such an easy sword to block, but the man just didn't block it.

Because he was afraid.

All the sword skills mastered by Chen Mo come from actual life and death combat, and his sword itself contains a natural killing intent.

Contestant No. 43 was frightened and froze on the spot precisely because he felt the killing intent wrapped on his sword the moment he drew his sword.

Such a fragile state of mind is not worthy of holding a sword at all.

Chen Mo originally planned to fly the sword in the man's hand to end the battle, but seeing how unbearable he was, he changed his mind halfway and cut off his sword.

"It's rare that I'm still looking forward to this kendo competition... It turned out to be such a farce..."

Modern society is too rich and too peaceful. How can a swordsman who has not experienced the baptism of blood be enlightened?

With a long sigh, Chen Mo stood up from his seat, hung the green sword back on his waist again, and walked towards the entrance of the arena.

"The next match, No. 19 vs. No. 52, contestants please hurry to No. 3 competition venue..." The voice of the venue broadcast sounded from the radio.

"Is he number 19?"

"very young……"

"Is that him..."

Along the way, whispered comments from other contestants kept coming from my ears.

Chen Mo's face darkened slightly.

He doesn't like being surrounded by people as if they are cherished animals.

Then, let's end this farce quickly...

Facing the bright lights in the arena, Chen Mo entered the arena. The opponent was an uncle in his thirties. His hand holding the sword was very steady, but unfortunately, his eyes still did not have the awareness of a true swordsman that Chen Mo expected. .

"In terms of momentum, even Suguha is much stronger than you..."

"what?"

"Nothing, just talking to myself."

Raising his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, Chen Mo turned to look at the referee at the edge of the arena: "Can we start?"

"start!"

"Chong-"

No one saw clearly what happened on the field, they only saw a trace of the cold sword light remaining in the midair.

The next moment, the blade in contestant No. 52's hand jingled and snapped in two.

"The winner, contestant No. 19!"

……

The competition lasted from 64:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, with a half-hour break in the middle. There were more than [-] contestants in the adult group, and finally the top [-] competed.

"Suguha, this way."

Leaving the adult competition area, Chen Mo looked at Kiritani Suguha who was waiting outside the competition area, and said with a smile: "How is it? Is there any opponent in trouble?"

"For now, I feel okay..."

Shaking his head to show that he was fine, Kiritani Naoha trotted to Chen Mo's side, untied the wooden sword and handed it back to him, "Teacher, how about you? I heard that there is a contestant No. 19 in the adult group, no matter who the opponent is... "

"You mean this?"

Hearing Kiritani Suguha's words, Chen Mo reached out his hand and took out his number plate from his pocket, and shook it in front of her. On the silver-white metal plate, the clear number 19 shone brightly under the light.

Seeing the number plate in Chen Mo's hand, Kiritani Suguha was stunned for a moment, but then, a relieved expression appeared on her face: "So teacher, you are the contestant No. [-]..."

"Why, am I famous now?"

"Well, very famous, quite famous." Nodding, Kiritani Suguha continued: "Everyone is saying, Mr. Chen Mo, you are the favorite to win the championship."

"Really, the favorite to win the championship..."

Squinting his eyes slightly, he looked at the passers-by, including contestants and spectators, all of whom were in a hurry.Chen Mo suddenly missed the days in the dungeon. Although he danced on the verge of life and death all the time, at least he lived a fulfilling and pure life at that time.

"Chen Mo... teacher?"

Following behind Chen Mo, Kiritani Suguha was slightly stunned. Although the back of the tall black-clothed figure in front of him was surrounded by lively crowds, he could not dispel the feeling of loneliness emanating from him at all.

And this feeling, Kiritani Suguha has seen him many times.

In the past, after teaching sword skills, Chen Mo would often walk to the corridor alone, staring at the sky outside the kendo field, showing a deep yearning look in his eyes.

What is he missing?

Is it the woman who gave him the sword?

No matter how hard Kiritani Suguha thought about this question, she couldn't come up with an answer, but one thing was for sure—she didn't like to see Chen Mo's distressed eyes.

Quickly catching up with Chen Mo's back, Kiritani Suguha hesitated for a moment, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Teacher Chen Mo, are you free tonight?"

"Tonight?" Chen Mo glanced at Kiritani Suguha in surprise, Chen Mo nodded and said, "If you're free, I'm free..."