From the dragon race to penetrate the world

Chapter 24 Kendo Showdown, Suitors

Anger looked at Lu Chen who walked out of the classroom and put away the textbook.

He had said enough today, although he knew that Lu Chen had already fought against the out-of-control mixed race, but Lu Chen still lacked actual combat, this child did not realize the cruelty of the dragon world.

He hoped that in his freshman war practice class, he could add some strength to the forging progress of this meteorite.

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Lu Chen's days at Kassel College were unpretentious, but not boring.

In addition to those cultural classes, his favorite is the cold weapon fighting class that he took as an elective.

In the course of the fighting department, it is roughly divided into two categories, one is the close-quarters fighting course that relies solely on the body, and the other is the cold weapon fighting course.

Lu Chen didn't choose the close-quarters fighting class, mainly because he had also read a lot of materials in the library these days.

In fact, the cold weapon fighting class is the same, except that Chu Zihang chose this class. In view of this, Lu Chen made a choice between the two.

So there is this scene.

The old man in protective clothing held a bamboo sword in both hands, his body was lowered, his breathing was long and leisurely, his eyes were calm, and he gathered on the young man not far away.

The young man was wearing loose sports clothes and no protective gear. He held a bamboo sword and his eyes were also locked on his opponent.

A group of new students were watching not far away, each holding their breath, for fear that they would miss something in the blink of an eye.

In the golden autumn of October, the sweet-scented osmanthus trees on both sides exude a refreshing fragrance, and the scene is quiet and solemn.

If it wasn't for the fact that this was just a teaching battle, and that both sides were holding bamboo swords, the current atmosphere would be like an encounter between ancient swordsmen.

The stalemate was finally broken. It was the falling petals, blowing the breeze by the lake.

The moment the petals were smashed by the bamboo sword and the breeze rippled on the lake, the next moment was the sound of hitting.

The figure flew out and the bamboo sword broke. If it wasn't for the protective suit and the bamboo sword in his hand, this scene might change again.

When the flower heads are stained with blood, blood floats in the autumn lake.

It's not the competition that decides the competition, but the battle that divides life and death.

"Lu Jun, you are really suitable for the second day first class."

The person in charge of this course is an old man who was exchanged from the Japanese branch, Yoshiyuki Miyamoto. He was originally a master of kendo, and both Shinto-style and Ertian first-class have been granted exemptions. In addition, he is also good at many things. Kind of cold weapon.

He has taught at the academy for more than ten years, and I don't know how many students have expressed their admiration for his kendo attainment, but only today has he discovered that the true meaning of his ancestor Miyamoto Musashi's ability to beat the world invincible does not lie in his kendo attainment. Rather it lies in sheer pedigree advantage.

Few people see what happened in the moment of Jinghong before. In the eyes of many freshmen, the S-class freshman defeated the teacher with a superb blow, but this is not the case.

As a party, Miyamoto Yoshiyuki could see from Lu Chen's stance and the way he exerted his strength that this freshman did have certain skills in cold weapons, but the blow that just defeated him didn't use any gorgeous moves and skills.

Just extreme speed, extreme power.

At the moment when the bamboo sword touched, he felt that he had hit the mountain, and the force fell towards him like a sky, the bamboo sword was disconnected instantly, and the next moment he felt his chest fly out.

And he felt that at the last moment, the other party obviously took some force, otherwise he would not just be simply knocked away, even if he was wearing protective clothing, he might be severely injured, and it was inevitable that a few ribs would be broken.

A wave of applause sounded, and the freshmen looked at Lu Chen standing there in admiration one by one.

It is not uncommon for students in the academy to defeat the fighting class teacher, but it is so neat and tidy that there are only a handful of cases, even unprecedented in history.

"Erday First Class is indeed an excellent genre, but its shortcomings are also obvious."

Lu Chen stood on the spot and shook his head.

"Excuse me, what is Lu Jun's opinion?"

As a teacher, Yoshiyuki Miyamoto was defeated by the students. He didn't feel ashamed and angered by the thunderous applause of the freshmen. He was able to calm down and ask Lu Chen's opinion, which shows that his reputation as a master of kendo is genuine.

"It's only suitable for bullying the weak, not good at dealing with strong enemies."

Lu Chen cut to the core with a single stroke. In his previous life, Dongying Kingdom also had this genre. He also knew a little about it in the army. It was a more practical genre for him, because no one was stronger than him, but that was in his previous life.

Although Ertian First Class has some subtleties, its core point is to have great strength.

To put it more nasty, it is to hold things around with great strength.

The advantage of this genre is obvious, simple and rude. With the advantage of physical strength, the enemy who can be suppressed can't breathe.

But as he said, it is not flexible enough to face a strong enemy, and although he has not seen the dragon race in this world, it is definitely stronger than most ordinary hybrids.

"It's a novel statement, but Lu Jun's words are not unreasonable, but I didn't expect that you would be a teacher before the course started. It seems that your original teacher was also a great master."

Miyamoto Yoshiyuki was a little emotional.

The cold weapon fighting class has been taken a few times. This is the third class. He only came to supervise him because he found that Lu Chen was just standing by and watching, not practicing.

He had heard that Lu Chen opened a martial arts gym in his hometown, and he had a certain understanding of cold weapons. He wanted to defeat this kid, let him understand that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the mountains, so he devoted himself to learning.

But he didn't expect to realize this truth, but in the end it was himself.

"My teacher would be very happy to know that a kendo master like Miyamoto-sensei praised him so much."

Lu Chen smiled, put down his bamboo sword and stepped forward to shake hands with the teacher.

The thunderous applause sounded again.

What a friendly scene this is, the S-Class not only showed its powerful strength, but also revealed an extraordinary pattern.

Not arrogant or impetuous, progress and retreat moderately.

"Unfortunately, if it wasn't for your teacher who died, I would definitely meet him."

Miyamoto Yoshiyuki regretted, then looked at the freshmen: "Hurry up and practice, I hope that more and more people can knock me down like Lu Jun, because that means fewer and fewer people will die on the battlefield. "

After a short remark, the freshmen raised their spirits and were full of admiration for their teachers.

"Student Lu, please use~"

Silver bell-like voice, standard Chinese.

After Lu Chen returned to the crowd, a towel was handed over, but he didn't sweat at all, and the outcome was only a matter of moments.

The one who handed him the towel was a freshman from the Lionheart Club, Mirala Berisson, from France. He was of standard Germanic-Latin ancestry. His tawny hair was a little white in the sunlight. The fair and delicate face was painted with light makeup. When Lu Chen looked directly at him, instead of being shy, he approached more boldly.

However, Lu Chen took two steps to the side, took an unopened bottle of mineral water from Chu Zihang's hand, drank it, and rejected him in disguise.

Recently, a group of Lu Chen's suitors have appeared in the academy. Among them, the members of the Lionheart Club headed by Milan La are even more enthusiastic. They all believe that it is an unchanging truth since ancient times.

However, they were avoided by Lu Chen, not to mention that he would not stay in this world for long.

Just talking about the type he likes, it's not like this.

As an Oriental born and raised in a previous life, he likes girls who are restrained and reserved, dressed conservatively, and are gentle and pleasant.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is better to be strong, able to fight, and able to accompany him to learn from each other.

(End of this chapter)