Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 139 One Trick

In the afternoon, Lu Mingfei saved the PPT template he had made all morning, turned off the computer, put on a peaked cap and sunglasses, and set off from the dormitory.

He was going to duel with Caesar, using the way of swordsmanship, which was an agreement made on the day he asked Caesar for help.

It seems that the boss of the student union, the top rich second generation in the college, seems to still be brooding over the swordsmanship during Freedom Day. His Dick Tudor clearly suppressed Chu Zihang's Cunyu, but Lu Ming The moment he didn't take over, he turned to a disadvantage in an instant.

Maybe he wanted to get back the scene, so he invited Lu Mingfei to a formal duel.

To be honest, Lu Mingfei has not learned any orthodox swordsmanship and kendo. His swordsmanship depends on the experience and reaction of fighting on the battlefield, especially the knife. This skill basically only depends on the wielder's own timing. grasp.

Lu Mingfei wanted to save some face for Caesar, let it go, and try to fight this rich senior brother as evenly as possible.

This may sound a bit arrogant, but if he exerts all his strength, Caesar will never have the possibility of winning. He can win with his eyes closed. Within 1 minute, he can completely break through this proud lion posture.

No matter how talented Caesar was, he was just a student who hadn't fully grown yet, while Lu Mingfei had already integrated various fighting skills into his body's instincts, and his body would move naturally when he saw the enemy throwing a knife.

But the rivers and lakes are not about fighting and killing, the rivers and lakes are about the ways of the world.

Anyway, he is also a senior, and he has helped him a lot, so he should be sympathetic no matter what.

He hurriedly came to the agreed place - the gymnasium.

Just like all other sports halls, it has a wide space, surrounded by steel fences, and rows of blue auditorium seats, but the sports hall in Kassel is even wider, with table tennis tables, tennis courts, and basketball courts. , Kendojo
All the venues you have heard of or have never heard of are here. The curved dome of the venue has bright hanging lights, and the gentle and non-glare white light illuminates this public venue. Everyone can enter the venue with a student card. Play a sport you enjoy.

This is a completely public venue, which will only be temporarily requisitioned during sports games and other festivals. There are dedicated classrooms for classes, and the activity venues of each club are also independent. After all, it is in the mountains and has a lot of land. Since the establishment of the school by the principal of Angers, Ka Searle has been expanded several times, and many students after graduation will donate to their alma mater, such as donating a teaching building, or a garden, and engraving the donor's name and graduation year with a stone tablet.

There are many students in the stadium, and they are all sweating. A group of strong men taller than two meters are running on the basketball court. The sneakers rubbing against the floor makes a screeching sound. The female students with ponytails wear white sportswear, like the tennis As in "Prince", a tennis ball hits the guardrail made of steel wires, and rotates and rubs in the gap. The ping pong on the table tennis table is so fast that there is only an afterimage. When the player swings his arm, only the impact of the ball and the racket can be heard. Crisp sound.

Only in Kassel can the half-breeds experience the joy of competition, and there are no athletes of their level elsewhere.

It was the first time for Lu Mingfei to come here two weeks after entering the school. He has never been interested in sports. His sports performance has been very poor since elementary school. He would find the class next door to play basketball, and he would go to the canteen to buy spicy sticks with his pocket money, and then chat with a few nerdy classmates who love to play games, or go to Chen Wenwen to consult about the literature department.

He was always the one standing outside the field. The only time he participated in a sports meeting was that he was ashamed and humiliated to the whole school. The athletes in the 1000-meter relay race were all ready to enter the field. The referee told them that there was still one person who had not finished the men's 1000-meter race in the previous game and had to wait a while. meeting.

The teachers and spectators of the whole school watched him complete the race. If Chen Wenwen hadn't followed him for the last lap on the plastic lawn, he might really have to abstain.

Now he won't be out of breath after running 1000 meters, but there will be no one to accompany him while running and shouting for cheer.

The melancholy girl who loves to wear white dresses and stand in front of the library shelves with a book in her arms finally found her Prince Charming, and the little follower who followed her, looking forward and backward, also had a wider world .

Lu Mingfei recalled some past events that seemed to be far away. He shook his head and glanced at the center on the basketball court. The number 12 was printed on the center's black vest. He jumped and dunked, and his teammates cheered for him. , and give him a high five.

"No. 3 Sword Dojo, No. 3." Lu Mingfei withdrew his gaze and looked around. This gym is really too big. Today is Saturday afternoon, and many people are playing here.

From a distance, he saw the crowd forming a circle, and an ominous premonition filled his heart.

He lifted up his collar, climbed to the side of the auditorium, and looked down.

A head of dazzling golden hair is very eye-catching, it is Caesar.

His clothes are simple, with a white vest on his upper body and loose black shorts on his lower body. The muscles on his arms and calves are sharp and powerful, especially his pectoral muscles. Even wearing a vest can't hide the perfect proportions.

Just standing in the middle of the arena, he attracted countless eyes, many girls surrounded him, winking at him, waving, he was not ashamed, and waved back in response, it was like a celebrity meeting, too coquettish .

Sure enough, where this guy is, it will be the center of sight.

Lu Mingfei sighed, and thought he should put more water. After all, with so many people watching, there must be paparazzi hiding in the crowd to take pictures. He can think of the headlines on the forum tonight with his toes It will be something like this for sure:

[S-rank and Caesar fight again, who will win? 】

[Whether the king of the academy has changed hands, who will become the leader of the new era? 】

He doesn't want to be famous, so let's play the role of losing to senior brother Caesar, but it may be a little troublesome when he sneaks out later, there are too many people, it is difficult to squeeze out, but there is a good senior brother, since the senior brother invited him , It should be the top of the pot.

Lu Mingfei then took off his peaked cap and sunglasses, hid them under the bench, and strode down the steps.

"Lu Mingfei is here!" Someone shouted, and everyone looked up.

The crowd consciously moved out of the way, leaving the stage for the two protagonists.

Caesar threw a bamboo sword over, and Lu Mingfei caught it firmly. It felt about one-third of the weight of an iron sword, and it seemed to be specially made.

"Except for the free day, you can only use real swords in the classroom of actual combat exercises. It's a pity that I am two levels higher than you, otherwise I can use Dick Push to ask you for advice in class." Caesar shook his hand The bamboo sword in the picture, this guy is too tall, holding the bamboo sword is like holding a feather duster, just looking at it has the illusion of lifting a heavy weight.

On the other hand, Mingfei is very suitable to hold. He is wearing a school uniform and has a thin body, but no one dares to underestimate him. He has already proved his strength to everyone. The girls believe that there is a well-proportioned body hidden under the dark green school uniform. Abdominal muscles, Lu Mingfei must be the kind of perfect hanger that looks thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

"Real knives will kill people." Lu Mingfei said, "Brother Caesar, it's better for us not to use real knives."

"Oh." Caesar narrowed his eyes, "You mean, if I use a real knife, I will die?"

Full of gunpowder flavor!
The onlookers immediately chirped and discussed.

"No, that's not what I meant." Lu Mingfei argued.

"Then what do you mean?" Caesar slowly raised the bamboo sword in his hand, forming a "sight-seeing" movement, a simple movement full of charm and power, "a person holding a sword, Naturally, you should have the confidence to control the sword in your hand, even if you use a real sword, I won't hurt you."

"A sword has no eyes. Since it's a sparring session, it's natural not to use a real sword." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"You mean I can't control the knife in my hand?" Caesar asked again.

"I'm not..." Lu Mingfei was a little tired, why did Senior Brother Caesar have so much inner drama.

"Forget it, let's just start the fight." Lu Mingfei sighed and said, "Are there any rules?"

"Want a quick decision?" Caesar snorted coldly, "Is that why I don't deserve your attention? Or do you think I'm wasting your time?"

Lu Mingfei was completely speechless, he shouldn't have spoken, the more he spoke, the more he couldn't speak clearly.

Caesar is really a talent. If you go to China to do Chinese reading comprehension questions, you will definitely get full marks!
Lu Mingfei stopped talking, his eloquence was really inferior to this master speaker, so he just stood holding the bamboo sword.

Caesar didn't speak, and looked at him, the atmosphere was tense, and in the eyes of the onlookers, the two of them were going to die.

After a long time, Caesar finally put down the bamboo sword in his hand, "What chance do you think I have of defeating you?"

"This is 5%." Lu Mingfei thought about it in his mind and gave a moderate number.

"I don't think so." Caesar shook his head, "Let me tell you one thing, Lu Mingfei, reputation is earned, try your best, I don't want you to hold back."

He tensed his muscles, his white vest stretched out his outline, and he looked directly at Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was startled, feeling a powerful aura from Caesar's body, he couldn't help clenching the bamboo sword in his hand.

Lu Mingfei suddenly realized how stupid his previous thoughts were. If he released the water, it would be an insult.

"I see, Senior Brother Caesar." He took a deep breath, his muscles tensed, his knees slightly bent, and he closed his eyes to feel the weight of the bamboo sword in his hand.

He put the bamboo sword on his waist, imagining it was a wedge ball, and then slowly pulled out the bamboo sword, holding the knife with one hand. This is his most common way of holding the knife, because when he is on the road, his ninja hand needs to release the hook In battle, he would always be ready to use the hook to escape when the situation was not good, so most of the time he held the knife with one hand.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and his eyes were piercingly numb.

"Very good." Caesar looked at him without flinching. "There are no rules in this duel. The one who hits the opponent's vitals with the bamboo sword first wins. I mean the head, heart and neck. I believe You and I will not be the kind of weak guys, if the first to be hit, they will admit defeat."

Lu Mingfei nodded and stopped talking.

He never likes to talk during the duel, but just silently harvests life with a knife, pays homage to the dead in his heart, and sings the "Diamond Sutra" that his Chinese teacher asked to recite in junior high school, hoping to save the dead souls.

The kendo field has a very wide location, and the crowd is obediently surrounding the field.

The first thing Lu Mingfei did was to distance himself.

Sprinting and attacking rashly is too aggressive. He has suffered a lot from this. For every strong opponent, he will first observe the opponent's attack style, and only after he is familiar with the opponent's attack rhythm will he make a move.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

This represents his greatest respect, and he regards this duel as a life-and-death struggle, not a game.

Lu Mingfei's pupils locked on Caesar's position, his feet crossed slowly, pacing back and forth sideways, like a wolf hunting for an opportunity, waiting for the prey to show its weakness at any time.

The audience who met his eyes felt a slight chill in their hearts, but Lu Mingfei was not looking at them at all, he only had Caesar in his eyes.

Every joint of Caesar's feet, legs, waist, spine, arms, and hands is in his eyes. For any slight movement, he can judge the position and posture of the next attack. This is experience. difference.

Moreover, Caesar was wearing a vest, so there was no possibility of hiding a hidden weapon. There used to be ninjas wearing thick clothes who would feint and then throw the hidden weapon in their sleeves. It was easy to get caught when they first saw it.

In a life-and-death duel, the slightest negligence will result in death.

Modesty, prudence, and don't be greedy for money, these are the most practical points summed up by Lu Mingfei.

Caesar was also looking at him, holding a sword in both hands, concentrating, his whole body tensed like steel, the scene was deadlocked for about ten seconds, Caesar stepped forward to break the deadlock, he sprinted quickly, drew the knife and slashed Lu Mingfei's left thigh horizontally place.

He had seen Lu Mingfei's weird way of flicking his knife before, so he knew that a frontal attack would be very difficult to be effective. This move was just a test, but as expected, it came to nothing.

Lu Mingfei disappeared directly from his field of vision. Immediately afterwards, he felt the sound of howling wind from above, and immediately realized that Lu Mingfei jumped up.

As he said, this is a duel without rules, and any move can be used. He was prepared for Lu Mingfei to dodge or block the knife, but he did not expect that Lu Mingfei would jump on top of his head.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Caesar sprinted forward. The moment before he swung the knife, Lu Mingfei's feet left the ground, and he leaped high.

It's hard to describe the shock. No one has ever seen such a flying man in the kendo field, and he still jumps on the spot. This kind of muscle strength is too unimaginable.

He just jumped straight to the top of Caesar's head, without any unnecessary movements, not even a run-up. No wonder he lowered his body while pacing, his knees were bent all the time, and he was already ready to jump.

Caesar immediately raised his head and raised his bamboo sword to block Lu Mingfei's attack.

Lu Mingfei stepped on the bamboo sword like a superficial touch, and then Caesar felt a stiffness, lost control of his body, and couldn't even move!
Although it was only for a moment, when he regained control again, the bamboo sword was already lying across his neck.

"I lost." Caesar admitted defeat frankly, and dropped the bamboo sword.

With just one move, he was defeated.

The whole process lasted about half a minute, but they were observing each other for 20 seconds, and the real confrontation took less than three seconds.

"Concession." Lu Mingfei retracted the knife, exhaled a foul breath, and the feeling of needles pricking his back disappeared immediately.

The audience immediately set off a commotion, discussing with one after another.

(End of this chapter)