In the fencing club of Yenching University, there was already a sea of people, and on the training ground, Joe Porter was holding a saber and looked at Hou Li and them proudly, "I said, fencing is an elegant aristocratic sport, you Chinese people are not worthy of learning fencing at all, and if anyone is not convinced, you can come up and compete." ”

"Hey, what's so great about your Western sword, what is worthy or not, we don't bother to practice your Western sword at all!" There were angry shouts from the crowd.

"Are you all so hypocritical? If it doesn't work, it won't work, and what do you disdain to practice our Western swordsmanship, I tell you, our swordsmanship can only be understood by real nobles to understand his spiritual essence, and you Chinese people will never understand. ”

Qiao Porter's attitude was very arrogant, and the teachers and students present were very angry, but they were helpless, even Hou Li was defeated under his hands, who else was still an opponent?

Qiao Porter's tutor was also present, he did not stop his student's behavior, but some connived at his students to come here to make trouble, he looked proudly at Xiao Peng, the teacher who accompanied him to Yanjing Normal University, although Xiao Peng knew that he was humiliated, but in addition to being angry, he was powerless to refute, because only by defeating that Qiao Porter, can the other party's arrogance be beaten down, then the face can be earned, but now who can earn this face for the school and Huaxia?

The students present were also very emotional, some of them saw that Joe Porter was so arrogant, and even wanted to rush over to beat him in groups, but they were all suppressed by the teachers of the college, after all, this is just a talent exchange, although the other party's attitude is arrogant, but it can't develop a violent incident.

At that moment, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"President, you're back, and you'll definitely be able to defeat that Joe Potter this time."

Seeing Xue Chengfeng rushing over, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and automatically made way for him.

Xue Chengfeng was originally drinking with friends in a bar, and he was very angry when he heard that Qiao Porter was provoking in the fencing club, and later heard that Hou Li and they were all defeated, and he had no intention of drinking any more alcohol, although he did not have a strong sense of patriotism, but the fencing club was founded by himself, and Qiao Porter made trouble in the fencing club, just not to give himself face, he could not be patriotic, but he could not lose face, so he immediately rushed over after receiving a call from Hou Li.

Entering the training ground, Xue Chengfeng looked at Qiao Potter coldly, "You say that we Huaxia people are not worthy of practicing swordsmanship?" ”

Joe Porter nodded arrogantly, "Yes, fencing is an elegant and aristocratic sport, and you Chinese practicing swordsmanship is simply a blasphemy against this noble sport!" ”

"Okay, I'll let you see if we Huaxia people are really not worthy of practicing Western swordsmanship!" Xue Chengfeng picked up a sword, and the club immediately cheered.

"President Xue is mighty!"

"President Xue defeats him!"

"President Xue, teach him a good lesson!"

"President Xue, I love you!"

All kinds of voices came and went, whether it was a man or a woman, they all frantically shouted Xue Chengfeng's name.

Qiao Potter saw Xue Chengfeng pick up the sword, and a joke flashed in his eyes, "Okay, I'll let you see the real aristocratic movement." ”

Qiao Porter and Xue Chengfeng put on fencing suits, stood opposite each other, the two of them held their swords in front of their chests, and then slashed down to the lower right of each other, and performed a fencing salute.

The noisy voices in the club instantly quieted down, and everyone looked at Qiao Potter and Xue Chengfeng nervously, hoping that Xue Chengfeng could defeat Qiao Potter and hit his arrogance.

Everyone looked at the two of them with bated breath, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of disturbing the two of them, and even more afraid of missing the details of the fight between the two.

Qiao Porter and Xue Chengfeng shouted at the same time, and rushed forward, under the mask, Xue Chengfeng's expression was cold, and he went all out, and Qiao Porter's expression was gloomy and playful.

After a few crisp collisions, the two fell back into place.

Xue Chengfeng was a little surprised in his heart, and his expression became even more cold.

Joe Porter didn't change much, his gaze was still so cold.

"Good!" The people around cheered loudly, although the two sides did not distinguish the winner in the first time, but they were all optimistic about Xue Chengfeng, and they believed that Xue Chengfeng would definitely be able to defeat this Qiao Porter.

"Half immortal, do the math, can Xue Chengfeng defeat that Jobbut?" Yuan Pengpeng said while nibbling on the pickled pepper phoenix claws.

"Does this still count? Of course, it was our Xue Chengfeng who won. Hu Chengliang held the folding fan and patted the palm of his hand, although he didn't have a good impression of Xue Chengfeng because of Lin Wei, but out of patriotism, he still hoped that Xue Chengfeng would win.

After a brief pause of three or four seconds, Joe Porter and Xue Chengfeng let out a loud shout and carried out a second round of attack.

The sword shadows were staggered, and the sound of the collision of the sword body came into everyone's ears from time to time, Qiao Porter's mentor smacked the table with his fingers proudly, and Xiao Peng was in his throat, secretly praying that Xue Chengfeng would not lose this time.

Sure enough, on the training ground, Xue Chengfeng lived up to expectations, and the sword in his hand became faster and faster, forcing Qiao Porter to defend and retreat again and again.

"Good! President Xue is doing well! ”

"Teach him a good lesson, and see if he is arrogant!"

Seeing that Xue Chengfeng was getting more and more brave, Qiao Porter was forced to have almost no room to fight back, the teachers and students present applauded unanimously, Hou Li and other members of the fencing club applauded loudly, and everyone felt that they could finally raise their eyebrows.

Only Lin Wei had been quietly watching the two people fighting on the training ground, and the more he looked at it, the more his face sank, and finally, he sighed.

With his light sigh, a breath that others could not detect suddenly burst out from Qiao Porter's body, and Xue Chengfeng, who was still attacking violently, suddenly felt that his arm sank, and his eyes flickered, and the saber in his hand had somehow been picked up by the other party, and Chobhut's saber was also pointed at his throat.

Xue Chengfeng's face was as pale as dirt, he was defeated, he was still defeated, and he was inexplicably defeated!

Jo Porter proudly took off his mask and said arrogantly: "I said that you Chinese people are not worthy of practicing noble fencing, and who of you wants to prove my words with your stupid actions?" ”

Joe Porter looked around, although the teachers and students present were angry, but no one stood up, even Xue Chengfeng was defeated, how could anyone else win this Joe Porter?

Seeing that no one came out, Joe Porter smiled proudly, and he pointed at the club's sign with his sword, "I think this sign should be picked up too." ”

After that, he walked over and picked off the fencing club sign with his sword.

"Wait!" A delicate voice came from the crowd, and she slowly walked out of the crowd and said, "I'm also a member of the fencing club, and I want to try it with you." ”

(End of chapter)