I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

The red sun hung in the sky, the harsh sunlight heated the asphalt road, and the cicadas in the trees were chirping desperately.

This summer has been extremely hot, and the only air conditioner in the house has broken down, making the room as hot as a steamer.Han Qingcheng had a wet towel dripping on his shoulders and sat in front of the computer with a frown.

Unknown dragon species detected, no.

Whether to use the spirit of words, no.

Is there any abnormal physical condition? No.

Were any suspected alchemical items found? No.

After checking a lot of questions, Han Qingcheng went about his daily routine boredly.

Now is the summer vacation, and every student leaving school needs to make this daily report.If you do not fill it in, you will be penalized and deducted grade points by the college.Therefore, even if some students live on the prairie or in remote areas, they have to rush to the nearest town on horseback to find a computer with Internet access to complete their daily routine.

To be honest, Han Qingcheng's summer vacation was both boring and fulfilling.

Without the training room granted to him by Leon Rete of the academy, Han Qingcheng didn't know where to find a place for himself to practice.

Later, Chu Zihang helped. There was a basketball court in the basement of his villa, which could be used as a training venue.

As a result, Han Qingcheng went to Chairman Chu's house every day to eat and drink under the guise of writing a thesis, and stayed there for most of the day.As a well-known local wealthy businessman, Master Chu's family entertained him with delicious food and drinks every day. Not to mention, he saved a lot of money during the summer vacation.

So throughout the summer vacation, Han Qingcheng basically repeated three things every day.

Practice together with President Chu, eat some food on the way, and find Lu Mingfei to play games together after returning home.

After finishing his daily routine, Han Qingcheng turned off the computer and planned to take a shower again.Just sitting like this for a while, I was already sweating.

"2 minutes."

At 7:43, the phone rang on time. It was a message from Chu Zihang.

The president of the Lion Heart Club has always had a strong sense of time that rivals obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every day at 7:43, a text message rings to remind Han Qingcheng to go downstairs.When the time shows 7:45, Chu Zihang will inevitably appear in a blue Porsche Panamera downstairs of the old residential building where Han Qingcheng lives.It is about ten kilometers from the community where Han Qingcheng lives to the villa of Chu Zihang's family. They will inevitably walk out of the underground garage of Chairman Chu's house at 8 o'clock every day.

This is Chu Zihang, whom Caesar mocked as the lifestyle of a medieval ascetic.

The two of them drove all the way to Chu Zihang's villa. After parking the brand-new Panamera, they walked towards the study.

The servants in Master Chu's house have become accustomed to this guest who always appears at home on time every day. Aunt Tong has also brought the prepared breakfast to the study.

"Brother, if you let the girls from Shilan know that you come to my house to pick me up and drop me off every day, rain or shine, I ride in your car, eat your food, and take a shower with you, will they go crazy with jealousy? , I wish I could tear it into eight pieces."

Han Qingcheng had a small steamed bun stuffed in his mouth, and his words were as vague as a big stone.

"This is the sixth time you've asked this boring question this summer."

Chu Zihang, who was sitting on the other side of the coffee table, drank milk calmly. He ate very quickly and the plate in front of him was already empty.

"Did you know that there used to be a club in Shilan called the Navigation Club. In fact, they didn't play navigation at all. They were just a group of your idiot fans who got together and obsessed with you every day."

"I know, but I didn't pay much attention to it. You know, I didn't socialize much with my classmates in high school."

"Senior brother, I'm not talking about you. With such a good condition and countless charming girls around you, you act like an ascetic old monk every day. Alas, you are dying of drought and dying of waterlogging."

After drinking up the spicy soup in the bowl, Han Qingcheng wiped the corners of his mouth angrily.

"What do you mean?"

Obviously, President Chu Chu couldn't quite understand this.

"It's boring. It just means you're wasting social resources. Okay, let's stop talking and go and warm up."

After that, the two got up and walked towards the basement together.There is a standard basketball court there, which is now Han Qingcheng's royal training ground.

On the court, Chu Zihang, wearing a red basketball uniform, was half-bent, and the basketball bounced quickly between his palms and the ground.What Han Qingcheng called a warm-up just now was this kind of one-on-one bullfighting.

The sound of the ball hitting the floor became louder and louder. Chu Zihang suddenly leaned to the left, obviously trying to break through from the left.

On the opposite side, Han Qingcheng, as the defender, naturally could not let Chu Zihang easily break into the three-point line. He had been waiting carefully and then used his feet to move towards his right side.

Just the moment Han Qingcheng moved his body, Chu Zihang's left-leaning body suddenly stopped as if ignoring the inertia of the movement. The next second, President Chu made a lightning change of direction, and his whole body was like a vigorous cheetah, holding the ball to the right. Rush.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Zihang, who had passed Han Qingcheng, appeared outside the free throw line.

He didn't choose a pull-up jump shot or a layup.

Chu Zihang took off from the free throw line, his slender body rising into the wind, grabbing the dark red ball with one hand in his right hand, and about to slam it into the basket.

Seeing the basketball in Chu Zihang's hand draw a sharp arc, it was almost like a basket, and a white figure flashed over like a thunderous giant.

A hand suddenly appeared and snatched the basketball away from Chu Zihang's hand.

The two figures landed almost at the same time, and Han Qingcheng was holding the dark red basketball in his hand.

"Although you are technically inferior, your speed and explosive power are superior to mine."

After landing, Chu Zihang said calmly, obviously neither of them planned to play anymore.

Confrontational sports like basketball, which mainly rely on physical fitness, have no market in Cassel College. When a cute girl can do all kinds of fancy dunks at will, this sport has lost its original competitiveness. .So in Kassel, they are replaced by chess games of intellectual confrontation.There is also the traditional exchange program sailing competition between Cassel College and the University of Chicago. This kind of competition that tests courage and experience is also very popular with a bunch of humanoid monsters from Cassel College.

Whenever a sailing competition is held, strong men show off their strong muscles on Lake Michigan. Under the sun, the water droplets reflect sexy light on the muscles.Then all the eyes could see were the white thighs and bikinis of the beautiful senior girls, and the entire lake was filled with the smell of hormones.

"Okay, the warm-up is over, I'm going to start training."

After saying that, Han Qingcheng walked towards the fitness equipment area.Putting the barbell hung with plates on his shoulders, Han Qingcheng slowly bent down.

The 5000-meter weight-bearing sprint is the first event he practices every day.