Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Spiritual Attack of the President of the Kendo Society
"We... Have you seen it somewhere? β
The amber eyes of the president of the kendo club were full of curiosity, surprise, and a hint of confusion and sentimentality. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Hearing this, Ya couldn't help but be stunned, and then his eyes widened in disbelief, and his movements were slow and clear, as if the camera was slowing down.
Ya's chest seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible force, and he only felt that he was holding his breath in his chest without breathing. For a while, all the words brewing in his heart were blocked.
Ya's mind went blank.
"Hey... Kid, I'm asking you. The president of the kendo club put down the paintbrush in his hand, frowned, and put his hand on Ya's shoulder.
"Smack."
Ya suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the wrist of the head of the kendo club, and immediately after, an unimaginably huge force entered Ya's palm.
The president of the kendo club broke free of his wrist from Ya's hand, shook his wrist, his eyes lit up, and he raised a smile, "Yo, little ghost, your strength is good~"
"......" Ya wordlessly looked at the familiar face in front of him, this face deeply imprinted in his heart, opened his mouth, but still did not say anything...... What are you kidding, why don't you remember me, didn't you say that the next time we meet...
"Imp, I said... What's your face? The president of the Kendo Club was uncomfortable stared at by Yana's complex and sentimental staring, she raised her hand and waved it in front of Ya's eyes, "Hey, it can't be that I look alike with one of your friends, right?" β
"You...... Really don't remember me? Ah raised his hands and pressed the hair on both sides of Liuhai and his head, tucking his short hair back to reveal his knife-like 'beauty point' hairline.
"Do you remember?"
Ya remained in this state and looked at the president of the kendo club standing in front of him, and the look of anticipation in his eyes almost turned into pleading.
The president of the kendo club frowned, hugged his shoulders, and tilted his head to look at Ya. After a few seconds, she shrugged helplessly, "Sorry, really not impressed... But it's quite handsome, senior sister, I'm very optimistic about you~"
"A lesson from the previous car, a teacher from the rear," Ya said suddenly and softly.
"Hmm... What did you say? The president of the kendo club blinked in confusion.
"Reading the sword... Know the master. Ya said to herself.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
"On the day the sword is reforged, when the knight returns..."Ya said this, as if he had exhausted the strength of his whole body, and seeing that the president of the kendo club still did not make any reaction, his expression became lost and tired.
"You... What exactly are you talking about? The president of the kendo club raised his hand, scratched his head, and looked at Ya's gaze more and more strangely...... This person, it can't be that there is something wrong with his brain...
Fennel and the vice president stared, not understanding why there was such a nonsensical conversation between Ya and the president of the Kendo Club.
"......" Ya lowered his face and was silent for a long time, but he still raised his head again, and a terrifying and cold momentum burst out from his body in an instant, his half-squinted eyes contained a heart-shattering killing intent, and two words lightly spit out in his mouth: "Rui... Wen. β
Feeling the sense of oppression that filled Ya's body, excitement and fighting spirit began to gradually spread in the eyes of the president of the kendo club. But after hearing the name called out by Ya's mouth, her eager expression froze for an instant, and her voice asked in surprise, "Eh, how do you know my English name?" β
"English... Name? After hearing this, the indifference in Ya's eyes immediately turned to fiery and incomprehensible.
"President, do you still have an English name?" The vice president was also stunned.
"Stupid, I grew up abroad and only returned to Japan in junior high school, how can I not have an English name?" The president of the kendo club smiled, then stared at Ya suspiciously, and asked, "But... How do you know, little ghost? β
"Rivien... Do you have amnesia? Ya frowned and thought for a moment, then asked tentatively.
"I... The ghost has lost his memory! Then again... Where did you hear my English name? β
"Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital now, the medical technology in this world is very developed. You can rest assured... It's going to heal your head! As she spoke, Ya reached out and grabbed the arm of the president of the kendo club.
"Let go of me, is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Come with me, don't worry, you'll remember the past."
"There's no problem with my head, let me go!" The president of the kendo club said wildly.
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Ya and the president of the Kendo Society, at the same time, felt the continuous flow of amazing manpower in the other party's body, and they all half-narrowed their eyes, looking at each other in the air, and the sharp gazes of the two seemed to collide with sparks in the air.
"Let it go!"
"Come with me to the hospital!"
"Is there something wrong with your brain!?"
"The person with amnesia is clearly you."
"Ahhhh The president of the kendo club couldn't stand Yana's 'trust me, I will definitely cure you' look, and shouted, throwing his arm down.
"Bang!!"
Ya and the head of the kendo club hammered their hands on the wooden table between them.
"Click... Click... Click..."
A clear crack immediately appeared in the wooden table where the two of them fell into their fists, and the two ends of this crack continued to extend and spread, and finally the wooden table was divided into two pieces by the sound of a string of wood breaking.
"Bang... Bang..."
In two dull sounds, the wooden table, which had been broken into two parts, fell to the ground one after another, and the painting tools that had been placed on the wooden table also crackled and spilled on the ground.
"Thisβ" Ya looked stupidly at the wreckage of the wooden table at her feet.
"Yikes!! My comics!! The president of the Kendo Club quickly bent down, picked up a piece of drawing paper that had been torn in two from the ground, held half of it in one hand, placed them in front of Ya's eyes, and glared at Ya: "Dead imp... You paid me for the comic that I drew all morning!! β
Ya looked at the painting in the hand of the president of the kendo club with amusement and curiosity.
Well...
Well......
Ahem, this picture... It's like Picasso, an abstract master!
Ah looked at the two figures on the paper that were badly proportioned, with eyes one large and one small, and hair that looked like they were using an old mop.
One of the villains wore a triangular helmet and held a black wooden stick in his hand.
Behind these two big-headed figures who look like ETs, a dirty pillar is also drawn, and the background of the picture is painted black, giving people an extremely strange feeling......
"Well, this painting... Cough... Well... That..."
"Pretty good, right? I've been drawing all morning! The president of the kendo club shook the two pieces of drawing paper in his hand proudly.
The two pieces of paper were shaken by her, and they each began to shake, causing the two big-headed villains on the paper to also shake up and down, looking as if they were dancing an absurd and treacherous primitive dance......
Ya only felt that his head was dizzy for a while, and he quickly turned his gaze, not daring to look at the two demonic big-headed villains again.
"Hey, little ghost, have you seen Tomb Robbery Notes?"
ββ¦β¦ Well... How? A strong sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Ya's heart......
"Hmph, this is Wu Xie." As she spoke, the president of the kendo club pointed to one of the big-headed figures, and then she raised her hand to point to the other one who was wearing a triangular helmet and holding a black wooden stick, "What about this... It's a stuffy bottle! β
"As for the ones behind them..."Speaking of this, the president of the kendo club deliberately sold a pass, blinked her big amber eyes, and looked at Ya expectantly.
"Yes...... The hydra cypress in the Seven Star Lu Palace? The corner of Ya's eyes twitched as she looked at the black pillar standing behind the two big-headed villains, and suddenly felt like crying......
Fortunately, this painting was torn in half, otherwise you would have been allowed to post it on the Internet, and I would not have been angry if I didn't know the truth. This thing is much more terrifying than 'sending a blade' or something, and it can destroy an author's spiritual pillar without much effort......
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