The Immortal Dragon King of the Dragon Clan

Chu Zihang didn't object either, and put aside the protective gear he was holding, and walked straight to the center of the training room.

"Don't you take a break? I just watched you and just finished a game." Jiang Yi reminded him friendly.

Chu Zihang said earnestly: "It was an exhibition match just now, there is no consumption, and there is no need to rest."

"Then come on." Jiang Yi also walked across to Chu Zihang.

The two without protective gear held bamboo knives against each other, Chu Zihang held the knife in front of his chest with both hands, and Jiang Yi held the knife at his waist, which seemed to be a sword-drawing technique.

After the observation just now, Jiang Yi knows Chu Zihang's level without fighting. He must be a good seed for dragon slaying in the era of cold weapons!

Faced with such a good seedling, the water is never released, and the Dragon King planted in the hands of human beings has been indispensable throughout the ages.

Jiang Yi moved his right hand steadily and slowly upwards from the bottom of the knife handle, holding the knife handle with his thumb and index finger, and pushed the knife collar slightly forward to the right with his left thumb.

It seems that what Jiang Yi is holding is not a bamboo knife uniformly processed and manufactured by the factory, but a good knife that can see blood when it comes out of the sheath!

This is a tactic in the sword drawing technique, but Chu Zihang intentionally launched the first attack, shortening the distance between him and Jiang Yi, which can be regarded as taking the initiative to sell a flaw.

Sword drawing technique, also known as Juhe technique, is a swordsmanship and sword technique that starts with drawing the knife out of its sheath. The arc of the knife creates an instant explosive force.

When the caster draws the sword, he often adopts a squatting posture. The main purpose is to enter the sword from the weak defense to attack the opponent, and dodge the opponent's attack by the way.

After Chu Zihang approached, he immediately drew his sword and cut off Jiang Yi's right shoulder. This is a common way of cutting robes in kendo, and it is also his most familiar move.

The sword cuts obliquely from the enemy's shoulder, and the line where it goes is like the neckline of the upper body of the cassock worn by the monk, hence the name Kasao Cut.

Chu Zihang didn't use all his strength, and he had spare strength to draw the sword to block Jiang Yi's sword drawing at any time. This is a style of play that is extremely confident in his own reaction and experience!

Believe that you can block the opponent's sword 100%, otherwise the end will be that the drawn sword will instantly penetrate the throat or abdomen!

Jiang Yi, who had been waiting for a long time, drew his sword instantly, and the bamboo knife drew a strange arc in the air, and Chu Zihang, who reacted very quickly, immediately drew back the knife to block!

"Crack!" The bamboo knives clashed loudly, but at this moment Jiang Yi's knife tip had already touched Chu Zihang's chest.

"What a fast knife..." Chu Zihang said to himself.

Jiang Yi withdrew his knife and put it on his shoulder and said, "It's boring, I told you I'm very good, and you still release the water?"

Actively approaching the opponent who uses the sword drawing technique is indeed suspected of letting the water out of the match, but Chu Zihang is definitely not arrogant and despising the enemy. Even the owner of the kendo gymnasium who is facing the enemy's seventh-dan kendo in actual combat, Chu Zihang can block the exit Any knife the master swung was true and there was no reason to lose to his peers with one move.

Chu Zihang has already been called a rare swordsman genius by the museum owner, so this time it can only be said that he did not expect to meet another freak!

How can He De, the small children's palace kendo hall, gather two kendo geniuses who are rare in a hundred years?

Chu Zihang shook his head and said seriously: "If you lose, you lose. Your swordsmanship is better than mine."

Chu Zihang was still reminiscing about the knife-drawing technique just now. The knife-drawing technique is not uncommon, even bad, but few people can use its essence.

However, Jiang Yi's knife was impeccable in terms of angle, speed and strength, and Chu Zihang didn't think he could reproduce this knife that was called art.

Recalling the joke that Jiang Yi just said, at his current age, he has such advanced kendo, if he was born in the same age as Miyamoto Musashi in middle age, he really has the strength to be his teacher.

Outside the milk tea shop near the Children's Palace, Chu Zihang and Jiang Yi, who had changed into normal clothes under a parasol, sat opposite each other.

"How about it?"

Jiang Yi held a cup of milk tea and asked, he really likes to drink this kind of novelty, it's sour and sweet.

"Not so good, as good as tea or coffee."

Chu Zihang replied truthfully, and he took another sip after speaking. This cup of chemically processed products is indeed not as good as astringent tea or coffee with a strong aroma.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Jiang Yi shook his head and said straightly: "Why do you feel that you are older than me? You don't have the vitality of young people at all."

楚子航道：“我确实比你老，班里的女生问你生日时你回答的是90年12月31日，而我是6月1日的。”

"Children's Day? Isn't it a big loss to celebrate Children's Day and birthday together when I was young?"

Jiang Yi's focus was a bit weird, Chu Zihang didn't answer, but the scene didn't look awkward.

A pair of women, arm in arm, passed by. They were all exquisitely dressed and held shopping bags in their hands.

Jiang Yi quickly stuffed his index finger and thumb into his mouth and whistled, "Huh~~~"

The woman was not angry when she turned around and saw that it was a handsome and suave boy. The toad mirror Jiang Yi was wearing slipped to the bridge of her nose, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a smirk.

He looked at the woman from above the sunglasses: "Beauty, is it convenient to add a QQ?"

The woman blushed and scolded with a smile: "You don't learn well at a young age!"

Then she turned around arrogantly, her low-heeled shoes clattered hard on the road, and she shouted in her heart, "Little handsome guy, stop calling me again...", but the woman's reserve and arrogance did not respond.

Jiang Yi stretched out his index finger and pushed the sunglasses, raised his head slightly and said complacently: "Hey, this is called the vitality of young people!"

Chapter 4 Goodbye

The sun was hanging high, and the football on the green field drew a perfect arc in the air and shot into the goal, followed by cheers from the stadium and the stands.

"Well... I should study abroad. My family has plans. It's a school in the United States."

Jiang Yi gave this answer, and the female student holding a badminton racket next to her was a little disappointed after hearing this answer.

Jiang Yi smiled and handed out a tissue, pointed to his forehead and said, "Wipe your sweat."

"Oh." The female classmate took it with a blushing face, wiping the sweat from her forehead down her cheeks.

On the badminton court not far away, several students were waving. The female student wrung her fingers and mustered up her courage again: "Are you not playing? There is still a long time before get out of class ends."

"Let's play again next time, you guys play."

To be honest, playing badminton with these girls is not very interesting. The rules of the game, where the loser ends and the winner continues, let him and the female classmate next to him sit on the dealer side by side, and with a little hard smash, he would meet two pairs of pitiful eyes.

"Okay..." The female student nodded a little discouraged, and turned away from the shade covered by the dense branches and leaves of the camphor tree.

The sun shone on her back, the breeze ruffled her high ponytail, and the calf muscles under the rippling skirt evoked a wonderful arc as she trotted.

Jiang Yi glanced at it twice, then looked away, turned around and saw someone carrying a pile of books as high as a hill under the steps, so high that only a pair of eyes and messy hair could be seen.

"If you can't, just put it down, don't force it." The girl in a white skirt next to him whispered, and she was also carrying a small pile of books.

Although this person staggered up the steps, making people worry that he would fall at the next step, but he still said lightly: "It's okay, it's not heavy at all, I don't want to run again!"

The girl in the white skirt finished walking the steps, and piled the books on the guardrail to wait for her companion who was still climbing the stairs.

The girl in the white skirt said happily: "Mingfei, I don't know what I would do without so many books from you."

Half of his face was covered by the stack of books, but Lu Mingfei could tell from his eyes that he was smiling, and said, "I'm also the director of the literature club. It should be. Next time you have work, come find me!"

Jiang Yi saw Lu Mingfei staggering into the club activity center following the girl in the white skirt, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing an inexplicable smile.

It's like inadvertently breaking someone's secret...

The umbrellas were borrowed and returned, and the two knew each other. Afterwards, they met a few times in Internet cafes. After a few interstellar CS, they can be regarded as friends who can talk.

Lu Mingfei is very low moral. He can arrive at the Internet cafe on time no matter the morning or evening if he says that the Internet fee is included. smile.

When the two came out of the club activity center, Jiang Yi waved: "Lu Mingfei!"

"Jiang Yi?" The girl in the white skirt asked in surprise.

Although Jiang Yi from Class 1 of Senior Three has just transferred to another school, thanks to the photos that went viral among the girls in the school, the No. He also has a certain reputation in Shilan Middle School, and he vaguely has the posture of Chu Zihang's second.

"A friend, let me go!"

Lu Mingfei tilted his head and smiled, pointing in the direction of Jiang Yi with his finger, probably in his eyes, it is a very honorable thing for him to be greeted by such a famous person on campus.

"Oh..." The girl in the white skirt was even more surprised, watching Lu Mingfei walk towards Jiang Yi who was under the shade of the tree.

"Brother good man!"

Lu Mingfei ran to Jiang Yi and sat down next to Jiang Yi, the red seal on the book was still on his chin.

Jiang Yi raised his chin, indicating the direction for the girl in the white skirt to leave.

Lu Mingfei said knowingly: "Students in the class, don't you go to class?"

"Physical education class." Jiang Yi suddenly asked again: "Do you like her?"

The cheap smile on Lu Mingfei's face suddenly froze, as if he was stripped out of the noisy playground at this moment.

What a surprise!

Lu Mingfei pretended to be calm and said, "Which one is she? Who is it?"

"Don't pretend, that girl in the white dress just now!"

"Why? Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Yi smiled and said: "Don't deny it, I have no experience in this kind of thing? I just stared at the girl's ass with a pair of thief eyes, and I almost wrote it on my face."

"Where is the fart drum? It's the back view."

Lu Mingfei hurriedly explained, thought for a while that Jiang Yi was different from the boys in the class, and leaned forward again, although Jiang Yi pushed him away with disgust.

"Is it obvious?"

"Well... generally obvious, mainly because I have rich experience, maybe ordinary people can't see it."

Lu Mingfei continued to speak stubbornly: "I really don't like her, you must feel wrong, she is the president of the literature club, and I am the director, a pure classmate plus colleague relationship!"

Jiang Yi didn't chase after her too closely. He looked at the jumping backs of the girls on the badminton court and said lightly, "You can also be tough in front of me. If you are afraid of anything, just go after it if you like. It's only been three years in high school."

Jiang Yi's palm flashed across Lu Mingfei's eyes: "Three years have passed in a flash."

"She's the president..."

Lu Mingfei muttered but didn't continue to defend himself, just buried his head and didn't speak, like a decadent defeated dog.

Everyone is like you?He's handsome, has good grades, and takes him to and from school in a luxury car. Naturally, he chases whoever he likes.

The students running around the playground passed by, the sweat on their faces was clearly visible, and the silence under the shade of the trees did not last long.

"But she's not suitable for you, she's too obedient. There's someone named Su Xiaoqiang in your class who's not bad, she's a bit fierce and wild."

Lu Mingfei wondered: "You still have experience here? Whose reason?"

"The golden rule, brother! Don't believe me."

Jiang Yi explained seriously: "Hey! You can't say a good word for a long time, like a teapot without a mouth, she is like a calm lake, if you two are together, it's like a lake filled with water. Can this work in a teapot without a spout?"

Jiang Yi continued: "And a girl who is more fierce and wild is like surging sea water. Wouldn't it be fine to put the sea water in a teapot without a mouth?"

"What kind of reasoning are you doing?" Lu Mingfei obviously didn't believe it, "I have the QQ of Hai Hai Sisters, so I'll push it to you to add later."

At this time, there was a whistle on the playground, and the students who were exercising stopped to gather.