Although Zuo Ling's younger sister Xia Dielu looks petite and shy, she is actually an outgoing and hearty girl, she quickly gets acquainted with several people around her, and can always find different interesting topics to maintain the atmosphere. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Along the way, except for Lu Bingzang, the assistant team leader, who was asked by Du Chuan to wipe the sofa repeatedly, and Zuo Ling, who was not expressionless, everyone else was in a pleasant atmosphere like going on a trip.

The drivers of these buses are all school workers from the Miscellaneous Affairs Department of Dongda University, although the butterfly level is not high, but they are all professional butterflies who are capable of driving direction, and several buses full of passengers have not only maintained a speed of about 250 kilometers per hour, but also the distance between vehicles in the movement has hardly changed.

Without targeted training, even someone with similar abilities one or two levels above them would never be able to do better than them.

This is why, in the 20th year of the butterfly phenomenon, after the initial establishment of the butterfly system, the imperial government no longer referred to all butterfly humans as butterfly warriors, but stipulated that only those butterfly transformers who have determined the direction of specialization and obtained relevant qualifications through studying specific courses can be named butterfly warriors.

Qin Xin studied the course of becoming a forest ranger in the Department of Forestry of Dongda, and quickly obtained the qualification of a prepared forest ranger by mastering the knowledge and skills related to forest rangers and outstanding performance in field practice, so the complete description of Qin Xin's identity as a forest ranger should be:

Fourth-Order Forest Patrol Butterfly Warrior (Preparation), Butterfly Transformation Ability: Swordsman does not die with his bare hands.

If he hadn't been repatriated by the Forest Patrol for destructive personality disorder and had successfully completed a one-year internship in the forest, the word "prepared" could have been removed.

Because of paranoid and pure thoughts and emotions, there are many high-level butterfly incarnates in the mental hospital, but in the eyes of professional butterfly people of the same rank, they are nothing.

No matter how talented a layman is, a layman is a layman after all until he has mastered the skill. Just like the unpolished rough stone, no matter how good the material is, the practicality is not as good as the carefully carved finished product.

More than two hours later, they took several buses from the Dongda Kendo Club to enter Teikyo, but instead of heading to the contestants' village arranged by the tournament organizing committee, they drove to the Yunchi neighborhood near the tournament venue.

Historic establishments such as the Winter Forestry University have annexes in major cities in the empire for the use of school personnel, and Teikyo is no exception, and there are also complete training grounds and various facilities in the annex, so the participants of the Winter University Kendo Club do not have to go to the athletes' village with other participating teams.

The bus stopped in front of a vast white building in the center of Yunchi District, and the members of the Kendo Club got off one after another and walked to their respective rooms under the leadership of the management staff of the Winter Annex, who was already waiting at the door, Qin Xin pulled Zuo Ling to follow behind a capable middle-aged woman and walked to the room prepared for them.

At this time, in a double room arranged for the contestants of the Kendo Club of Kamiyama University in the village of the contestants of the Imperial High School Kendo Tournament, a young man with brown hair cheered and threw himself on the snow-white bed, hugged the pillow, and rolled on it.

Standing next to the bed, the dark-brown-haired man in the same uniform as him with a lazy expression was pinching the bangs on his forehead with his hand, helplessly looking at his friend who was meaninglessly consuming energy.

"Is the national competition really that exciting for you?" Feng Zhimu said to Li Zhi, who had been excited since he entered the kendo contestant's village.

Li Zhi sat up with a pillow in his arms: "This is the dream place for young people in colleges and universities across the country who aim for kendo, counting this time, our Shenshan Kendo Club has only been shortlisted for the national competition for the seventh time since its establishment, how can we not cherish this rare opportunity." As he spoke, he buried his nose in the pillow and began to breathe.

"Don't you smell the smell of the national competition? Ah, how fragrant! ”

"That kind of breath that consumes a lot of energy, I better not smell it......"

Feng Zhimu shook his head helplessly, lay down on another bed, and looked at the ceiling in distraction.

Li Zhi smiled: "Aren't you here too, Origi, who said that?" Your sudden appearance in the contestant team today scared me a lot. ”

Feng Zhimu turned over: "I didn't want to come again...... My uncle suddenly asked me to compete on behalf of the Kamiyama Kendo Club, and he called my sister, who was good at joint skills, to threaten me. Alas, participating in this kind of competitive sports competition is contrary to energy-savingism. ”

"Did my uncle ask you to come?" Li Zhi had in his mind the mystery novelist with messy hair and claiming to be a great writer.

"The senior who was originally the second striker and his substitute were both hospitalized for a sudden illness, and there was no suitable candidate in the club for the time being, although you are not a member of the kendo club, your sword skills are very good, so you successfully became an official contestant. Origi, this is the power of fate, maybe your gray college life will be completely changed because of this competition. ”

"Ah......h

In the annex of Dongming Forestry, after the unified training and dinner in the afternoon, the chief teacher Xi Gaoshan emphasized the forbidden matters and issued an order for free activities, and the members of the Kendo Club went out to enjoy the prosperous night of the imperial capital in three or five groups, and Qin Xin, who was waiting for Zuo Ling to take a bath in the room, was also ready to go outside with her later.

While wiping his hair with a white towel, he held his mobile phone to check the emails he received, and the kendo clubs who had fought side by side in the national tournament in the past sent emails one by one, some asked him to pay attention to rest before the game, some analyzed the main opponents for him, and some half ridiculed him to cheer for the championship and not to be the second in the tournament all the time.

The original club manager Xiao Jia, the outrageously meticulous woman, even sent him a full 27 pages of "Tactical Deduction Brief".

"If you don't win the championship this time, you will definitely be despised and disabled by this group of guys next time we meet......" Qin Xin muttered to himself, at this time, the mobile phone vibrate, and there was an email from the sender named Luo Xuan in the mailbox.

He clicked on it and finished reading, raised his voice and said to Zuo Ling, who was still in the bathroom: "A friend asked us to play, do you want to go?" ”

"Guys? In addition to the tenants of White Rabbit Village, do I have any friends who know the monkeys? Are you a volunteer with the Society for the Protection of Primates with Disabilities? Zuo Ling's voice came through the sound of the shower.

"To be exact, they told me to go, but I want to take you with me." Qin Xin, who was accustomed to his poisonous girlfriend, replied, "Are you going?" ”

Zuo Ling replied: "There is no place for research here, anyway, there is nothing else, accompany you to meet the fox friends you know, as a supplement to the knowledge of animal behavior." ”

"Fox friends?" Qin Xin couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the two people who were waiting in the old place as mentioned in the email.

Ten minutes later, Qin Xin and Zuo Ling stepped down from the taxi, and he led Zuo Ling into a quiet alley.

At the entrance of a small shop called Deep Rock Canteen, in the dim light, there was an ink-drenched white banner in the original signboard, with four characters on it:

"Dragon Slayer Conference!"

The name of the person who made the payment was Luo Xuan.