Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan
Chapter 32 Teachers and Students
Washing hands, washing tea, clear water gurgling, a purple sand pot boiling on the small stove, the girl lifted it up, and under the wide sleeves of the kimono were white wrists like snow, with delicate and smooth skin, a look unique to young girls.
"please."
"Thanks."
Lu Mingfei looked at the round-headed and round-faced girl in front of him in surprise. She was the same round girl who was biting the chicken drumsticks during lunch. It turned out that she looked so good-looking in her kimono. She looked like a doll during the Japanese Girls' Festival. She was the one who could accompany her in mythology. Godly girl.
Lu Mingfei picked up the tea. It was slightly hot, but he ignored it and drank it all in one gulp.
"Come again."
Did he remember that after three cups of tea, the fight can begin.
Yuanyuan poured tea with a serious look, seemingly not noticing Teacher Wang's wildly hinting look in her eyes that was almost cramping.
So helpless.
Teacher Wang cried out sadly in his heart.
He thought that if he could delay it, there might be a miracle, such as an earthquake, a tsunami, a volcano erupting, or Yama being admitted to the hospital because he was too full.
Teacher Wang also recalled it carefully and was shocked. Considering how much Yama ate at noon, his belly was Doraemon’s dimensional pocket. A normal person’s stomach would have exploded!
There is no other way but to say that heroes are different from ordinary people.
It seems that this time it is necessary to fight.
Teacher Wang really wanted to give Chu Zihang a call and ask him to come back.
But can't get through.
This is normal. Ever since Chu Zihang went to university abroad, it has been as if he has disappeared from the world. Let alone the news about this person, Teacher Wang usually doesn’t even have to make a phone call if he wants to catch up on old times. Sometimes Teacher Wang is thinking , given Chu Zihang’s situation, he was in college, but for those who didn’t know, he might have thought that he had joined some secret organization and had to cut off contact with the outside world.
If Chu Zihang joins a secret organization, it must be the kind of job that hides in the dark side of the world and silently protects mankind. Teacher Wang thinks that his level is limited, but at least he has given this child an enlightenment in the way of swordsmanship, and he understands Chu Zihang to a certain extent. sail.
Although he has a cold face all day long, he is handsome and cool, and seems to be very difficult to approach.
In fact, Chu Zihang is a dead kid who likes "Winnie the Pooh and his friends", and he also wants to be a partner of justice.
Having said that, since Chu Zihang couldn't be contacted, that was all.
At this point, for the sake of the honor of the kendo class, he had no choice but to join it by himself.
Teacher Wang took a slow sip of tea.
He recalled the moment when the boy won the national kendo competition.
The Workers' Stadium, which can accommodate 60,000 spectators, was bustling with people. Chu Zihang stood alone in the center of the ring, with thousands of eyes and lights on him. The young man's eyebrows were downcast, but the hand holding the sword was so tight, so Use force.
Like a drowning man grasping at the only straw between life and death.
Teacher Wang in the audience was thinking, what are you chasing, kid? You seem to have some reason why you can't lose but must win, but you never mentioned it. You just waved your sword silently and persistently, sweat dripping from your forehead. , you didn’t even blink.
What an amazing momentum, Zihang, if it is the sword in your hand, even if there is a mountain in front of you, you will open the mountain; if it is the sea, you will divide the sea.
Until you reach the destination in your heart, or burn yourself out before you reach it.
You are so stubborn, my student.
Teacher Wang smiled slightly, and the next second, the middle-aged man swept away his depression and straightened his back.
He raised his head and poured the tea into his mouth with the momentum of a hero who drank all the wine in the cup before dying.
Lu Mingfei clapped gently.
This is the respect a warrior gives his opponents.
"me."
Teacher Wang put his hands on his knees and looked at the gold medal hanging on the wall.
I don’t know what Chu Zihang’s kid was thinking. After receiving the gold medal, he didn’t keep it at home for collection. Instead, he gave it to the Kendo Club, saying that it was “nothing can be repaid for the kindness of teaching” or something like that.
He's a really serious guy in strange places.
That, after all, is the honor you earned by swinging your sword countless times.
How could he be shamed so easily!
Teacher Wang's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
"me."
He said.
"But there is a reason why we absolutely cannot lose."
"That's it."
Lu Mingfei nodded.
He slowly picked up the third cup of tea.
Smell the tea aroma carefully, then taste it briefly, letting the water swirl between your tongue and teeth, and the aroma is fragrant.
You can hear a needle drop in the practice room.
Everyone stopped moving, breathed lightly, and waited quietly for Yama.
Lu Mingfei drank this cup, the third cup of tea, for three minutes.
He put the cup down.
The sound of the warm white porcelain bottom colliding with the small wooden table was like thunder on the ground and a silver vase breaking.
"Please enlighten me!"
…
"There's news."
"How to say?"
"How is the result?"
"Don't worry, a friend of mine from the Children's Palace said in a text message that the door to the training room of the kendo class is closed. Looking at this, I guess it has been closed."
"Hey, why is that Yama boy moving so fast!"
"Can you be quick? They picked us all up in the morning."
"That driver, drive faster!"
One of the museum owners slapped the car seat cushion and shouted to the driver at the front of the bus.
The driver didn't even look, he slowly turned the steering wheel and let the car whizz by.
"Why are you arguing? If there is a car accident, you are responsible!"
The owner of the hall who knew him pulled the person down and scolded him angrily.
"Aren't I anxious?"
"Everyone be quiet and don't say a few words."
Chen Ping'an hung his arms and stared blankly at the roof of the car, listening to their owner arguing non-stop in the back.
After coming out of the hospital, everyone went straight to the Children's Palace. It was the last registered martial arts gym, not to mention that he had won the first gold medal in the country. There was no need to guess. With Yama's style, he would definitely go to the Children's Palace.
Some people wanted to see the excitement, and some wanted to see the miserable situation in the Children's Palace. Everyone was in high spirits.
As for Chen Ping'an, he was still thinking about Yama's move.
I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out at all.
He has been practicing martial arts for twenty years and has never seen such a move before.
The martial arts competitions I've seen before were just hand gestures and routines. You make a move and I break it. If you can't break it, you lose. It's very simple.
But Yama is different.
His moves, no, he has no moves at all.
Or maybe I can't see it at all.
Great Zhou Dynasty, the Secret Legend of Dragon and Snake...
Chen Pingan murmured.
Suddenly, he heard a discussion among the museum owners.
"Do you think that guy Lao Wang can handle it?"
"I'm looking at Xuan."
"To be honest, Lao Wang loves to show off, but if I had taught him a gold medal, and this kid would take the initiative to put the gold medal in the martial arts gym, I would have to tell people about it every day and show off."
"That's right. Who doesn't like a good apprentice?"
"I remember his name was Chu Zihang, right? He's a good boy. He's really a good boy."
"It's a pity. If Xiao Chu was still here, he might still be able to see this Yama."
"You can't say that."
"Why, do you still think Lao Wang can win?"
"Hey, I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you think? Everyone has faced off against Yama. He knows what kind of person he is. If you fight in a group, Lao Wang will lose face. If you want to fight in a wheel battle, he is still not enough for his small number of people."
"Can I not know this?"
"I said hanging, of course I have my reasons."
"Oh, come on, come on."
The man sighed deeply first.
"I have to say, that guy Lao Wang is really lucky."
"What this student has collected is enviable."
"Last month, I went to their place. Originally, I just wanted to have tea with Lao Wang. As you know, their tea scene is quite fun."
"Hey, who would have thought that just this trip, I would see a female doll."
The man sighed again.
His eyes were blurred and he was lost in memories, so he could relive the flash of the knife in his memories.
Like snow and cherry blossoms, like lightning and rain.
"Stop what!"
"Keep talking!"
"What an appetite!"
"Why are you arguing? I won't say anything!"
He has a bad temper, and martial arts practitioners are not easy to get along with.
Then, despite others being submissive and saying all the nice things, he kept silent.
He just said it lightly.
"Old Wang, we have accepted another good student."
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