Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Teacher Wang of the Kendo Club originally refused. They finally found a genius student, so why should he be used as a propaganda tool? It is really unreasonable. This is a blasphemy against Kendo! Damn it!

Until the next day when the Kendo class received a stack of registration applications, they were all young girls in their fifteenth or sixteenth grade. They didn't care what the Kendo club taught, and they didn't like some boys who came in and asked me about your Zanpakutō. Well, the girls' purpose is quite pure and beautiful.

As for Chu Zihang, if you sign up, you can train with him, right?

Coach, I want to learn kendo!

Soon, the reputation of the Children's Palace spread far and wide, even surpassing other martial arts schools, and it actually became a holy land of martial arts.

Today, the Holy Land of Martial Arts has encountered its biggest crisis since its establishment.

Yama.

Noon, Children’s Palace cafeteria.

Since receiving the news, Teacher Wang’s frown has not relaxed.

I have been on tenterhooks all morning, and my mentality is really like that of the Jiangyang thief who was asked to kill by Qiu Hou.

Seeing that it's time for dinner, one can't go hungry, not to mention that when Yama comes to the door and really wants to fight, it can't be done if you don't have the strength.

Teacher Wang led a group of coaches and students to the cafeteria.

It should be said that it is a holy land of martial arts, or maybe Chu Zihang's appeal is too obvious. The kendo class in the Children's Palace is different. It would be good if other martial arts schools can have seven or eight students, but it is not like the kendo class. Wuyangyang The rows are really spectacular.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, someone asked, Teacher Wang, what should we have for lunch?

He just waved his hand and served me big fish and meat. How long did it take for him to care about the meal money?

This makes sense. The Jiangyang thief was given a good meal before he was killed. He was so strong on the road to hell, wasn't he?

The young man in line in front was startled when he heard this. He turned around and looked curiously. He stretched his neck and jumped like a kangaroo, as if he was saying where did the rich landowner come from? He is so rich!

When he saw the uniform black uniform of the Kendo Club, the young man's eyes lit up, and he turned his head from time to time, smiling expectantly.

Teacher Wang doesn't pay attention to these minutiae. He is thinking about Yama. His old-fashioned face is full of seriousness, and he is communicating quietly with the coaches and students around him.

After preparing the meal, he found an empty table and sat down, and he began to give instructions.

"At noon, the food is good, so everyone has to be in moderation. You only need to be 70% full. After eating, go back and take a nap to refresh yourself and get ready for the afternoon."

Everyone nodded, their faces solemn, and those who didn't know thought something had happened to this table. A group of strong men in black uniforms were serious in speech, and on each face was written "Someone seems to have died in my family, but I don't know who it is. Anyway." I’m very upset, don’t mess with me” are so many words.

A voice whispered.

"Should I cry politely?"

"Yuanyuan, don't make any noise!"

Teacher Wang exclaimed, "The people at this table are all good coaches and students. He can name each one. The most round one among them is round and incoherent. He speaks without thinking through his brain, which makes people helpless."

"Teacher, no..."

"Shut up and listen to me!"

Teacher Wang is like a general on the battlefield. He is giving orders. The military situation is so fierce that he cannot listen to what others say.

He sat upright, with his hands on his knees. As the name of the kendo class suggests, it teaches Japanese kendo, and the emphasis is on silence.

Just like the plot in the anime, two swordsmen met in a narrow road, facing each other, holding each other's sword hilts tightly, staring into the enemy's eyes. At first glance, it seemed silent, but the battle had already begun. Whose spirit has relaxed, the sword When it is unsheathed, life and death can be seen when it is unsheathed.

Teacher Wang also pays attention to this. No matter what, the enemy will come to kick the gym, and they must not lose their momentum mentally.

He just stared at the free seaweed and egg drop soup in the cafeteria that the students bought. He saw the black seaweed and egg drop soup sinking in the soup. His serious face seemed to have realized the truth of life and the ultimate of the universe. In short, it was something super powerful.

"Are there any bugs in the soup?"

"Don't make any noise, the teacher is thinking."

"oh oh."

Teacher Wang finally spoke.

"The enemy calls himself Yama."

"Wow, that's a very impressive name."

Teacher Wang chose to ignore it.

"In one morning, Yama challenged thirteen martial arts schools in a row, without losing any of them."

"Now, our Children's Palace Kendo Class is the only one left, and it is the last one with face and dignity."

"The enemy is coming fiercely, and no one knows what the purpose of Yama is and what it wants."

"According to my guess, he wants to take advantage of the names of us warriors to become famous."

"Well, is it actually possible that Yama just wants to find someone to fight with and learn from each other?"

Teacher Wang continued to ignore it.

"We are the one with the best performance in the martial arts association. In ancient times, we were the leaders of the martial arts alliance in this city. We are the so-called leader and the one who carries the flag. Therefore, we have no shirking the responsibility. We must not lose. We cannot let the flag of martial arts fall down here! "

"Why haven't I heard anyone say that there are settings like alliance leaders? Uncle, you got the wrong script!"

Teacher Wang is worthy of being the teacher who taught the national kendo genius Chu Zihang, the idol of Shilan school girl, and his Qi-nurturing Kungfu is amazing.

"Yuanyuan, that's enough!"

He slammed the table and yelled angrily.

At the edge of the dining table, a girl huddled up and biting a chicken leg like a hamster, raised her round head blankly, exposed her round face, blinked her round eyes, and still had the half-bitten chicken drumstick in her mouth. His eyes were as clear as the bottom of a stream, full of innocence.

She slowly took off her earphones, and her movements were so slow that it gave people the illusion that this was actually a mechanical girl. After all, only mechanical girls would freeze due to delays.

"what's up?"

She said vaguely, sucking on the chicken drumstick.

Teacher Wang maintained his old-fashioned and serious face and waved his hands gently.

"Well, it's okay, you continue."

"oh."

Yuanyuan put on her headphones, lowered her head and continued to bite the chicken leg.

Seeing this, the coaches and students at this table all breathed a sigh of relief.

Somehow, I always felt that it was a sin to disturb this girl from eating chicken legs.

After Teacher Wang breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but think deeply.

Since Yuanyuan is happily eating chicken drumsticks, who interrupted just now?

He looked at everyone with serious eyes full of scrutiny, trying to force those who disturbed the morale of the army before going to battle.

He was stunned when he saw the first person.

"Why are there outsiders at our table!"

Teacher Wang pointed at the boy who was holding a pig's trotter and chewing it and questioned his soldiers.

"Well, what I wanted to say at the beginning was you..."

"I'm asking!"

Teacher Wang knocked on the dining table.

"Why did an outsider sneak into our internal meeting?"

"Quiet, it's so noisy!"

the staff said.

"I'm sorry for causing you any trouble. I'm really sorry."

Teacher Wang bowed his head deeply.

"I've been wanting to say it since just now. Your table, especially you, is too loud. This is a canteen, a public space. You should be more careful about the impact."

"I'm really sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"