Chapter 3 The Young People's Palace

"Miss, I thought you would ask the driver to take you away. I'm so generous, so I'll get your car." Lu Mingfei went downstairs and glanced at the bicycle behind Su Xiaoxuan, feeling a little disappointed.

"Please, I'm going to play, do I understand? I'm not showing off my family background, and don't you think it's stupid to do this? Brother Cold-faced is definitely not interested." Su Xiaolu rolled his eyes, slapped his bicycle, and pushed the bicycle to Lu Mingfei, "Hurry up, I think my senior brother is already in the Children's Palace."

At Shilan Middle School, Chu Zihang is a perfect person, and punctuality is naturally one of the perfect parts.

Lu Mingfei had no intention of being a coolie driver at all, but instead sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Hey hey, you're still a man. No wonder you can't catch up with Chen Wenwen, you don't have any gentlemanly demeanor!" Su Xiaolu stamped her feet in anger. She really overestimated Lu Mingfei.

Su Xiaoxiang was a little angry, but for the sake of the cold-faced senior brother, she decided to suffer this loss and at the same time recorded this incident in the small notebook.

When he arrived at the Children's Palace, Su Xiaoxuan was already a little panting, breathing short, and his face turned red.

Lu Mingfei was leisurely and walked towards the martial arts hall after getting off the bicycle.

"Hey, you're dead, I'll die soon!" Su Xiaolu stopped his bicycle and trotted hurriedly to calm down, but he still followed Lu Mingfei with a little nervousness and excitement.

If Lu Mingfei was not here, she would not dare to face Chu Zihang.

At the beginning, liking and inferiority coexist.

Outside the Wudao Hall, there were many viewers gathered around. Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaoxiang found a place to watch.

In the field, Chu Zihang was wearing a martial arts uniform and holding a wooden sword in his hand. He fought back and forth with the master of the martial arts hall.

The sword skills of the Wudang Museum are very diverse, and most of them come from Japanese sword techniques, which is related to history.

Among them, there are ten ancient sword techniques, including Beichen Yidaoliu, Two Days First, Jingxin Mingmingzhi Liu and Juhe sword drawing techniques.

Juhe's sword drawing technique is to defeat or even kill the enemy in the most extreme and fierce way, with the intention of killing with one blow without leaving any room for anything.

Chu Zihang now uses Juhedao.

In addition, Chu Zihang is as expressionless as before, so his offensive looks particularly fierce, fierce and domineering, just like some kind of monster that accumulates hatred. When the hatred breaks out, it will be earth-shaking and the world will collapse for this.

Click!

The shadows of the sword intertwined, and a piece of knife was cut and flew out. Cheers and applause rang out outside the court.

The master of the Young Palace put away the broken knife and smiled bitterly, "I really out of my youth. I have nothing to teach you now."

Looking at the boy in front of him, the master couldn't help but sigh that such good seedlings are rare.

The master knows Chu Zihang, after all, he is a celebrity from Shilan Middle School. He studies everything seriously and tries to do his best in everything.

Chu Zihang shook his head and said seriously, "Teacher, you don't do your best. If you do your best, I will lose."

The master looked at the serious boy and scratched his head, "I'll be here today, and I'll come here often when I have time."

The master left, and he really didn't do his best, after all, he was powerful.

But, he really had nothing to teach Chu Zihang.

Whether it is in terms of reaction ability or adaptability, Chu Zihang is very excellent, and sometimes even better than him.

Such a student can only have an advantage in strength.

Outside the field, Su Xiaoxiang looked at Chu Zihang, his eyes shining, and he pushed Lu Mingfei with his elbow, "Senior Brother is so amazing, so cool!"

Not only do you learn well, but you can even be so good at martial arts.

Lu Mingfei thought to himself, you have never seen anything cooler than this before. If you see your senior brother stabbing a knife into a mixed-race species or a dragon's body without blinking, you will not feel cool, and you will be scared to death.

That's a guy that even the Dragon King dares to cut down!

Before Chu Zihang could get out, Lu Mingfei climbed into the yard and took a wooden sword from the knife holder. "Senior brother, come and compete."

"Maybe you will be injured." Chu Zihang said.

"It's okay." Lu Mingfei didn't care.

He actually wanted to try his current senior brother, and on the other hand, he wanted to see what level of his current body is and what kind of strength he can withstand.

The senior brother has not received training from the academy and lacks consciousness and reaction.

Although Lu Mingfei has been systematically trained, he is now too weak.

"Hey hey hey, why didn't I know that you can still do martial arts and swords? Are you not afraid of being embarrassed?" Su Xiaolu looked at Lu Mingfei and said speechlessly.

If you want to talk about who knows Lu Mingfei best in school, she must be her.

In her impression, Lu Mingfei is just a coward who is the last grade. He sleeps in class and likes a coward who doesn't dare to express himself, so he just dares to quarrel with her.

When will such a coward learn martial arts?

Neither Lu Mingfei nor Chu Zihang paid attention to Su Xiaoxuan's call, and both sides became serious.

The next moment, the two of them slashed out with their swords.

Juhedao.

Frugal and fierce.

In the field, the sound of wooden swords colliding sounded again.

The two boys waved the sword in their hands like waving their arms, extremely fast, sharp and even pulled out the afterimage.

Su Xiaoxiang looked at the two men who were fighting against each other and couldn't help but open his mouth, "When did this coward become so powerful? Is this his specialty?"

Some people say that everyone can never be full of shortcomings, and they always have a specialty.

In Su Xiaoxiang's opinion, Chu Zihang is the kind of person who has specialties.

As for Lu Mingfei, he is the one who can't see his specialties all over his body.

Now, seeing that the guy with all his shortcomings actually has specialties, it would be strange if Su Xiaoxuan was not surprised. This subverted her previous understanding of Lu Mingfei.

They were tired of fighting, and both of them put down their knives and were sweating profusely.

Su Xiaoxiang bought the soda for some time, and handed it to Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei with the soda, and took out the wet wipes for them.

Lu Mingfei swears that this is the first time that a girl has been so gentle to him, and she still has the honor of her senior brother.

Su Xiaolu's eyes fell on Chu Zihang from time to time, chatting without hesitation, holding a little nervous and cautious, because she found that she would die of accidental conversation.

Su Xiaolu thought to himself.

Chu Zihang usually doesn't look at her much. Whenever Chu Zihang's eyes fall on Su Xiaoxuan, Su Xiaoxuan will subconsciously look away.

The three of them sat on the stone bench in the corridor outside the Children's Palace, enjoying the breeze.

Most of the time, Lu Mingfei and Su Xiaolu were quarreling, while Chu Zihang leaned silently on the stone pillar, staring blankly in the distance.

"Senior brother, what school do you want to take?" Su Xiaolu grabbed the soda from Lu Mingfei's hand and asked with a side face looking at Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang is approaching the college entrance examination and is about to graduate soon. Choosing a school is the most important thing.

Chu Zihang looked into the distance, his eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a long time, "I don't know yet."

In fact, he already had plans, but the school didn't seem to be very recruiting, and it seemed a bit strange.

(End of this chapter)
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