The crisp sound of bamboo sword swings continued to sound. Men and women wearing baseball caps walked into the spacious training venue and watched the lively training scene in the venue with interest.
Dozens of kendo trainees wear a full set of protective gear in black and white, distinguished by color, and are in groups of two, holding bamboo swords in their hands for confrontation training.
"Are you two here to register for classes? What a coincidence, our spring enrollment has ended this year, so we have to wait until summer vacation." A woman who looked like a supervisor came forward with a smile.
"No, we are here to find someone." The girl shook her head, and the boy beside her spoke directly.
"Then who are you looking for?" The woman in black business attire still had a sweet smile on her face, obviously very patient.
"Is Chu Zihang here? We are here to find him." The boy stretched out his hand and loosened his hat, smiling brightly.
His voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear in this gym where only the crisp sound of bamboo swords was heard.
All the students stopped their movements in unison, and for the first time put their scrutinizing eyes on the new couple, of course, more on the boy who spoke earlier.
The little goddess didn't seem to expect that the words "Chu Zihang" would have such great magic power in this gym. The sights around her seemed to have weight, making the air slightly stagnant and making people feel breathless.
But who is the little goddess? She is a arrogant little rich woman whose family owns a mine. What’s more, you can’t be a coward when you are with the boy you like.
So she held her head high and acted like an arrogant queen, saying, "We are here to find Chu Zihang, and we will beat us if we can."
"Senior Brother Chu, someone is looking for you." Someone from the group of training students shouted inward through a thick metal mask.
Soon a figure appeared at the back of the training room. He was also wearing pure white thick kendo protective gear, but without a mask. His black hair was as sharp as a sword, and his face was cold and he walked slowly. The trainers in the hall consciously let go.
Opening a road is like supporting a king.
"We meet again, Li Longyuan." Chu Zihang walked to the boy and stood still, saying hello calmly.
"Senior Brother Chu!" The girl also extended her hand to say hello politely. Chu Zihang nodded in greeting, his eyes still fixed on the boy wearing a white T-shirt.
"Are you here to play basketball with me? I may need a little more time." Chu Zihang said, with confusion in his eyes. It's not the weekend yet, and he should know that he may not have time.
"It's okay, how can a competition not be a competition? Let's have a fight, right here." The boy replied with a smile, his tone was calm, but the students present were shocked and speechless.
"Is he out of his mind or is he here to cause trouble?" A student in the crowd whispered, looking at the handsome boy in front of him who didn't look like he had a mental problem.
But he needs to know that Senior Brother Chu has been the strongest in the Kendo Hall since he was fourteen years old. None of the other students can go through three rounds in his hands. Over the years, Senior Brother Chu has broken his sword in training.
The accumulated weight of the bamboo sword has exceeded the weight of several adults.
"..., okay" Chu Zihang's answer was always concise. Although he could not guess the boy's intention, it did not prevent him from agreeing now.
So soon a student brought over a set of black kendo protective gear, kendo clothes, kendo skirt, drapes, and body armor, all of which were complete, making it very cumbersome to put on.
"I'll do it!" The little goddess looked at the female supervisor beside her with a cautious look, who kept a professional smile, and volunteered to rush forward to help.
The boy had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender and let the girl play with him for a while before putting on the black armor.
"Okay!" Su Xiaoqiang clapped his little hands, raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing a kendo uniform and looked increasingly heroic. He was very satisfied, but he didn't notice the fine beads of sweat faintly appearing on his plain white forehead.
"Thank you!" the boy whispered, then put on his mask, like a warrior about to go into battle.
The central area of the kendo gym has been vacated, and only two figures, one black and one white, stand facing each other. The densely packed kendo gym students sat in a circle and watched the two people in the middle of a qi-machine confrontation with full attention.
At this time, if the entire gym is regarded as a Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish picture, Chu Zihang and Li Longyuan stood quietly in the center of Shaoyin and Shaoyang, with the same mid-part gestures holding swords, and their eyes were deep.
It was as if what he held in his hand was not a bamboo sword, but a magic weapon that could truly kill someone.
They carefully observe their opponents' weaknesses in silent silence in order to find an opportunity to kill them with one strike.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound of the bamboo swords clashing instantly echoed throughout the silent gym.
Two bamboo swords clashed among the electric sparks and flints. They came together and separated in an instant. The inertia of the blade of one of the bamboo swords was smoothed out in an instant without any ripples. Then it was in the hands of the black-armored sword holder.
With a strange force-generating posture and an astonishing speed, he slashed down again, swinging his sword to hit the face.
"I lost." came the cold male voice under the white metal mask, calmly accepting the fact of defeat.
The students sitting cross-legged suddenly exclaimed in an uproar. Since the strength and speed of the two men's sword swings were far greater than ordinary people, with their eyesight they could only see a blur of sword shadows interlacing, and then heard a crisp sound.
There was a sound, and the bamboo sword of the swordsman in black had stopped steadily not far above Senior Brother Chu's mask.
"Your kendo foundation is very solid, the only difference is the essence of swordsmanship and sword moves. I am just one step ahead of you because I stand on the shoulders of giants. I don't know who can go further in the future." The winner commented,
These are not words of humility, just telling the truth.
As an orthodox son of the Li family, Li Yongyuan had read the secret books written by generations of swordsmen who had been the leading swordsmen in history since he was a child, and learned many long-lost ancient swordsmanship from his family members.
This is an advantage that Chu Zihang does not have.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So even if he practices the thirteen basic kendo moves to a standard, he will still lack the elegant and ethereal temperament and flexible postures of the swordsmanship. When he meets the real
Everyone in kendo is inevitably at a disadvantage. Don’t underestimate the wisdom of our kendo predecessors!
Chu Zihang nodded silently, indicating that he had been taught. After all, the Children's Palace Kendo Hall was the only place where he could come into contact with kendo, and he learned the basic moves of kendo after spending thousands of tuition fees. Unexpectedly, after practicing for several years in the cold and summer, the coach
He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Zihang, I have nothing to teach you."
"I can teach you swordsmanship when I have time in the future." Li Longyuan looked at the facially paralyzed senior brother in front of him, and spoke in a casual and natural tone without any arrogance.
"Wow, I won!" The little goddess jumped up from the ground, not hiding her overflowing excitement at this moment.
There is nothing cooler than seeing the boy you like showing off his power in front of others. When you go back, you must show off to Miaomiao. Su Xiaoqiang thought about this, and rushed forward with a white towel in his hand to wipe Li Longyuan's sweat.
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"Classmate Li Longyuan, that sword strike of yours is so cool!" The little goddess originally thought up many words and phrases in her mind to praise the boy's sword strike that was like a stroke of genius, but at this moment she could only spit out such a dry sentence.
The boy thanked him, took the sweat towel and wiped his hair, and smiled shyly, which was completely different from the sharp posture he held the bamboo sword in before.
"Classmate Su Xiaoqiang, I still have some things to discuss with Senior Brother Chu alone. I'm afraid I won't be able to go home until later."
"...Okay, see you tomorrow." The little goddess understood the meaning of the boy's words, and her eyes were obviously a little lonely. However, she still smiled and waved goodbye sensibly. Her business Mercedes-Benz was still parked at the entrance of the Children's Palace.
"See you tomorrow." The handsome young man also smiled and waved.
After a while, the students around the kendo hall dispersed, leaving only Li Longyuan in the huge venue.
"She likes you." Chu Zihang, who had always been paralyzed, put his hands on his chest, his expression was calm, and his comments were to the point.
Li Longyuan looked back and could even see the fire of gossip burning under his calm eyes.
"Why don't you be so gossipy, senior brother!" Li Longyuan stroked his forehead helplessly and couldn't help complaining in his heart. What happened to the sudden change in style of painting?
"Let's not talk about this for now, Senior Brother Chu." The handsome boy promptly stopped this dangerous topic, and his expression became serious.
"I heard that you have been inquiring about Kassel College. How is it? Is there any news?" Chu Zihang was slightly startled by these words, and a rare wave appeared on his cold and cold face.
"How do you know?" Ever since he fled in embarrassment on the highway on that rainy night, Chu Zihang had been secretly searching for a world that seemed like a mirror but actually existed, and that was his destination.
Kassel College was the clue he recently found, and it was also the key to opening the door to this new world. He didn't tell anyone, not even his mother Su Xiaoyan.
"Changing the topic again, do you really know what kind of monster you are?" Li Longyuan did not answer Chu Zihang's question directly, but continued to ask questions in a faint tone, like a god's whisper.
In fact, as long as Chu Zihang enters the words Kassel Academy on any social network, the "Prime Minister" can extract all the data information he browses and analyze it. Personal privacy has no place to hide in this era of big data traffic.
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"Snapped!"
Before Chu Zihang could react, the handsome boy stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers. At this moment, all the golden ceiling lights in the kendo hall were turned off, and the boundless darkness fell.
Immediately afterwards, Chu Zihang's body lit up his bright golden pupils in response to the sudden darkness. The magnificent and fascinating pupils seemed to be burning with eternal flames, becoming the only source of light in the entire dark place.
"Very good, you are indeed the person I am looking for." Not only was the boy not frightened by the strange scene in front of him, but he excitedly praised the pair of golden dragon eyes, which were as beautiful as a gift from God.
"Welcome to the world of monsters!" The boy opened his arms grandly, as if he wanted to give the newcomer a polite hug, and he seemed to be embracing the whole world.
The red-gold pupils ignited silently, as if there was lava surging inside them. The flames emitted in an instant were so dazzling that even the glow of the golden pupils on the opposite side could not help but dim a bit.
This is pressure from blood, just like a subject bowing down to the king.