Seeing that Lu Mingfei was obviously disappointed, the woman smiled sheepishly.

"Oh, boys are not bad either. Are you Zihang's friend?"

She looked at Lu Mingfei curiously.

Even if she is naked, even if her face is still tired from a hangover, you can still see the beauty of a woman.

As long as you put on a little makeup and moisturize, you will still look stunning.

"This is my mother Su Xiaoyan, and this is my classmate Lu Mingfei."

Chu Zihang introduced both parties.

"Xiaolu, why haven't I seen you in the group photo?"

Su Xiaoyan asked.

Although she doesn't pay attention to many things, she has taken a good look at her son's class photos.

"I'm one year younger than him."

Lu Mingfei replied.

If you are a junior and you bring it home, you must be a good friend.

Although she was a little sad that her son didn't tell her in advance, it was the best news that he had a good friend.

The happiness on Su Xiaoyan's face was obvious, and her already well-maintained face looked a little younger.

Time will always be particularly forgiving to some people.

“Tell Auntie what you want to eat, play and play, and Auntie will buy it for you.”

She tried hard to express kindness and show the calmness of an elder.

"Mom, go back and change your clothes first."

Chu Zihang said helplessly.

Although it’s not too revealing, it’s still inappropriate to chat with my son’s classmates while wearing pajamas.

"Ah, hehe. Then you can play by yourself. I'm going back to the room first."

Su Xiaoyan stuck out her tongue like a child who had done something wrong, and then jumped up the stairs like a little rabbit.

"Want something to eat?"

Chu Zihang withdrew his gaze.

"No, let's practice first."

Lu Mingfei refused.

"Okay. You want to use yours, or I can get you a wooden knife."

Chu Zihang asked again.

"Bring me a wooden knife."

Although Lu Mingfei was confident that he would not be hurt, it seemed fairer to use a wooden knife.

Chu Zihang went to his room and gave him an identical wooden knife.

In fact, there were sponge sticks, but he felt that Lu Mingfei would not like them.

The two men walked out of the door with knives, and Aunt Tong came out of the kitchen carrying fruit.

"Let's go after eating the fruit."

she shouted.

"We are just outside. We will come back to eat after practicing the sword. Aunt Tong, please finish cooking the sobering soup for my mother."

Chu Zihang said.

"It's already cooked. Whatever you want to eat tonight, I'll cook it for you."

Aunt Tong said.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Chu Zihang asked Lu Mingfei.

"Meat, big chunks, add more chilies."

He said without hesitation.

On the lawn in front of the villa, two high school students faced off with knives.

Although it is just a wooden sword, with the blessing of their temperament, it has the texture of a real sword.

If a director of a slap scene were here, he would definitely be shocked.

This scene is so cinematic.

"Attack me with all your strength."

Lu Mingfei said as usual.

"good."

Chu Zihang nodded,

He would not be polite. Since Lu Mingfei said he would attack him, he would try his best.

The little finger of Chu Zihang's left hand was holding the end of the handle of the sword namelessly, and his right hand was holding the sword under the hilt. The jaws of his left and right hands were in a straight line with the sword, the thumb was pointing downwards, and the sword body was pointing upward diagonally.

The posture of Japanese kendo is called "gou", and what he puts on is a very standard mid-section stand, also called blue eye stand.

"ha!"

He let out a low shout, and stabbed a straight line in the air with his wooden sword. The most basic thrust in Japanese swordsmanship was still pleasing to the eye even when he executed it.

If any girls or some boys saw this scene, they would probably scream.

But Lu Mingfei's only response was a fierce chop.

The arc between the two points was farther away, but his wooden sword came later and hit Chu Zihang's sword with precision.

The impact force was transmitted to Chu Zihang's fingers, causing him to involuntarily let go of the wooden knife.

"You are too impatient. When there is no absolute gap in strength, the initial attack must be based on testing."

"When the sword thrusts out, don't look at the place where it was thrust. Instead, focus on the enemy's movements and prepare your body to respond at any time."

Lu Mingfei lectured.

He has said these words countless times, and has verified their correctness countless times with the blood of soldiers or enemies.

"Understood."

Chu Zihang nodded and picked up his wooden knife from the ground.

He learned Japanese swordsmanship in the kendo class of the Children's Palace, with a tuition fee of 3,600 and a total of 36 lessons.

He only studied these 36 lessons, and then continued to study on his own.

However, with Chu Zihang's talent, even the swordsmanship learned in the Children's Palace is not inferior to that of the disciples from the serious dojo.

Of course he understood how powerful and precise the sword strike just now represented.

Like a dump truck that never hits the wrong person.

"Come again."

He held the wooden sword upright on the right side in a yin position, which was a flexible posture that was conducive to chopping.

This time Chu Zihang did not choose the high-explosive thrust, but the more simple cassock slash.

The wooden knife drew a small arc and struck Lu Mingfei's right shoulder.

But before the chop could be made, Chu Zihang took a step back and jumped far away.

Sure enough, almost as soon as he jumped out, Lu Mingfei's wooden knife slashed at him.

This time, Chu Zihang's sword did not drop.

"Not bad, but not enough."

Lu Mingfei pointed to the hand holding his sword.

Chu Zihang looked at his hands, and there was a red mark on the back of his right hand.

I didn't notice it in my excitement just now, but now I feel a dull pain.

"Don't just use your body to dodge. The sword is both a weapon and a shield. You must learn to use the sword to defend."

Lu Mingfei continued to impart his experience.

In fact, many swordsmanship teachers will tell you these principles, but they will not tell students how to operate them.

How high should you raise the tip of the sword, how far should you step back, and from which angle is the most appropriate counterattack when facing attacks from different angles.

Lu Mingfei would tell Chu Zihang all these problems and use both physical and mental methods to make him develop instincts.
To be continued...