Chen Le definitely doesn't like to be so eye-catching.

However, after Yuan Bingyao's turmoil, he is now difficult to ride a tiger.

To be more precise, even if he wants to refuse, the other party will not allow him to refuse.

At least, this boy who rushed up and was going to compare with him would definitely disagree.

It is said that it is a competition between the Taiji Sword and the Western Sword, but the Taiji Sword is too weak on this side, and Chen Le is actually the only one who can compete.

Of course, Chen Le was the only one they wanted to defeat, after all, Yuan Bingyao had appointed Chen Le.

Jack first glanced at Yuan Bingyao and said with a smile, "This beautiful lady is really enthusiastic and unrestrained, it's the first time I've seen someone bet on herself, it's so bold." ”

Then he looked at Chen Ledao and said, "Then, the victory or defeat is based on the rules of the knockout round, within three minutes, hit the opponent five times first to win, okay." ”

Jack used the Western sword method of winning and losing, after all, there is no way to win with others in the Taiji sword.

This method of winning and losing is clearly in their favor.

"No problem. ”

"No problem. Chen Le replied.

"Then we'll prepare armor for you. ”

"No need. ”

"This ......"

Jack smiled and said, "You may not understand, the swords we use, unlike your swords with rusty iron, use the sharpest swords, if you don't have armor, if you accidentally get stabbed......"

100% it hurts.

"No," Chen Le shook his head, "There is no armor for you on the battlefield, so you don't have to be so troublesome." ”

"That ......"

Although he wanted to give Chen Le a little bitter taste and let everyone know the two goods of the Western sword, Jack was really worried about hurting Chen Le, the matter was big, it was difficult for him to clean up, and it was easy to take responsibility.

Chen Le saw through Jack's thoughts, and said with a smile, "That's it, hit me, even if you win." ”

These words shocked everyone who did Western swords.

"This is too underestimated, do you think we can't hit you at once?"

"It's arrogant. ”

"Look down on people. ”

"Gotta give him a little bitterness. ”

Chen Le replied calmly, "You misunderstood, I didn't mean to look down on Western swords, but in our Eastern swordsmanship, generally only one sword will determine the victory, so one sword is enough." ”

Chen Le said, slightly raised the tip of the sword, and motioned to the brother on the other side, who was dressed neatly, wearing a cuirass, wearing a helmet, and only showing his face.

You can clearly see the blazing desire in the other party's eyes, and see why the other party is here.

College is like this, drought and waterlogging, some people step on a few boats, some people can't catch up with a girl, girlfriends have become a dream thing.

As the boy takes a stance, he takes on the offensive posture of a Western sword.

Then, with one foot forward, he stabbed out a sword at Chen Le's body.

At that time, most people didn't see what was happening, only to see that his Western sword was suddenly knocked into the air.

It fell to the ground with a "clang".

After rolling on the ground twice, it stopped.

The man looked at his empty palm in disbelief, and he didn't even see Chen Le's move clearly.

It was as if Chen Le was like this, holding a long sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, standing 3 meters away from him, as if he hadn't moved.

Then a few more boys came up, all of whom were knocked away by Chen Le's sword, and they couldn't hold Chen Le's sword at all.

Chen Le thought to himself, is this the best player in the kendo club?

The strength of this ordinary college student is lower than he estimated.

To be honest, from the battle when facing the white-faced ghost, the powerlessness and lingering powerlessness spread in my heart, to now facing ordinary college students, this feeling of being a little invincible.

Chen Le was really a little uncomfortable.

He found that the war between different races is really tragic, you can't live if you don't get stronger, and if you don't change stronger, you are not qualified to live.

And ordinary people like these don't need to become strong at all, they can live well, be happy, and even rely on that little bit of force to find trouble everywhere.

Is this what birth determines fate?

On the one hand, it is full of tragic battles, and on the other hand, it is singing and dancing.

Chen Le thought about it, and waved his sword mechanically, and he didn't know how many swords he had missed, until he found that there was no one in front of him who stepped forward to challenge, and he came back to his senses.

Is there no one anymore?

Jack over there was already dripping in a cold sweat, he didn't expect Chen Le to be so powerful, he used dazzling sword momentum, so that people didn't even see it clearly, and he had already knocked our people's swords away.

And what made him full of confidence was that several elites of the Western Sword Society were not Chen Le's enemies.

What can I do?

This is really stealing chickens and rice, and you have to export all the dojos.

What can I do then?

The audience was already silent, and everyone looked at Chen Le in amazement, because they didn't expect Chen Le to be so powerful.

Some people in the Western Sword Club who originally wanted to challenge didn't dare to go up and lose face when they looked at this posture.

But Yuan Bingyao nodded again and again, and said in her heart, "Sure enough, males will fight desperately for the right to mate with females, and what the book says is really true." ”

Seeing that no one came up for a long time, Chen Le had to look at Jack and said, "No one?"

Jack's forehead was sweating.

I don't know how to answer at all.

The face is even hotter.

He didn't understand where such a kid came out of nowhere, so powerful.

He could only deliberately shout as much as he could, "Is there still anyone on, is there still someone on?"

But no one answered him, and no one dared to go up.

They were all scared by Chen Le.

This also made Jack's face even paler.

Yuan Bingyao was immediately overjoyed, "There is no one left, that means that we won, right, the dojo will be ours." ”

At this moment, an abrupt voice sounded.

"Otherwise, let me try. ”

Everyone looked at the source of the sound and found that it was at the entrance of the dojo, and someone bent down and picked up the Western sword that had been sent to the door.

At the same time, Chen Le also saw an acquaintance at the door, "Yu Qiong." ”

Lin Yuqiong is still wearing a plain white skirt, with thick wide-brimmed eyes, and her hair is tied into braids on both sides, looking like a rustic girl who has studied well.

Lin Yuqiong was holding a few books in front of her, and she also winked at Chen Le with some surprise, and shouted in a low voice, "Brother Le, you are here." ”

And as the person next to him picked up the long sword and straightened up again, this also made the eyes of everyone in the dojo widen in surprise.

"Learn, student...... Yes, the president ......"