The interior of the Winter Nage Kendo Club is full of wind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the left, dozens of students in white kendo uniforms are practicing air swings at the same time. Raising the bamboo sword above his head, he slashed down with a slam of his arms as he uttered the proverbs hanging from the cursive script in the room.

"Spiegel! Stop the water! ”

"Heart! Perish! ”

"Stay! Battle Formation! ”

The fierce wind raised by dozens of at least second-order butterfly warriors wielding their swords made people unable to open their eyes, and although the floor of the kendo club was as smooth as a mirror, it had the momentum of flying sand and rocks.

The main members and substitute members on the right side of the actual combat practice wearing protective gear rolled up a chaotic flow of sharp knives with bamboo swords in their hands, and the swordsmen who had the qualifications to embroider their names on the waist of the protective gear were quiet or blazing, and their figures were like fierce birds and beasts.

Between the stormy sea whistling left and right, there is a huge banner with the book "One Heart is not chaotic", and a middle-aged man with a cold appearance folds his sword in front of him, standing still like a mountain silently facing the wind and sea, but exuding the bearing that he can break the waves with a gesture.

Qin Xin, who had changed into a white kendo uniform, led Zuo Ling, walked between the wind and the sea, and came to the middle-aged man.

Zuo Ling was also wearing Qin Xin's spare white kendo robe, and his hands were hidden in the sleeves that looked wide.

Qin Xin let go of Zuo Ling's hand and saluted Leng Su middle-aged: "Teacher, good day." ”

Xi Gaoshan, the head teacher of the Dongming Kendo Society, looked at the calm disciple and the beautiful beauty next to him, and his eyes were fixed on Zuo Ling's face: "Your kendo uniform doesn't fit, go change it, Bi Qing, you take him there." ”

Bi Qing was a young man with thin-rimmed glasses, and he couldn't tell at all that he was an excellent swordsman who could pass the strict selection of the Winter Sword Dao Society. Hearing the order of the chief teacher, he walked to Zuo Ling's side and said his request gently.

Zuo Ling looked at Qin Xin, and after seeing him nodding, he and Bi Qing went to the preparation room in the left corner.

Gao Shan's hand on the hilt of the sword took one away, held the sword with one hand, and raised his eyes to sweep Qin Xin.

Qin Xin saluted again, took out the bamboo sword from the sword bag behind him, and slowly raised the sword above his head with both hands.

The basic posture of the traditional kendo of the empire - the upper section, with its indomitable aggression like fire, is also known as the "fire style".

The smell of sulfur seemed to ignite in the air.

The eyes of the audience were focused: Chief Instructor Xi Gao Shan did not make a move easily, and Qin Xin, the head of the Kendo Society, was ordered by Gao Shan not to fight with others.

The unfathomable general and the main general, who is known as the first in the upper section of the sword path of the Imperial Academy, hold a sword.

It's a rare opportunity to observe.

Gao Shan didn't speak, he looked down at the ancient bamboo sword in his hand, and didn't see how he moved, the bamboo sword that was originally on the ground had turned around and shot out like a fountain, and the tip of the sword trembled and didn't know where to point, but it didn't leave Qin Xin's lower abdomen, chest, throat and other key points.

There was no sound from beginning to end of this kind of ruthless swordsmanship!

Winter Secret Sword: Silent Spring!

With a low shout, the fire in his eyes lit up, the solid floor under his feet had been blatantly cracked by Qin Xin, the sword in his hand set off a raging storm that overshadowed the wind in the audience, and the end point of the sword tip arc was the tip of the sword on the high mountain, facing the enemy head-on, breaking through the edge with a sharp edge.

It is useless to say more, and the sword asks and the sword answers.

The two swords are connected, and the entire kendo hall is stagnant!

Takayama withdrew his bamboo sword and turned back to him, he lightly touched the floor with his sword, and with a bang, the rest of the people in the kendo hall immediately withdrew their gaze and resumed practicing.

The wind is up again.

Qin Xin put the cracked bamboo sword back into the sword pouch and stood facing the high mountain.

"I heard about you and that kid, and I didn't hesitate to bring him to see me, and I was glad you stuck to what you felt was right." Takayama Road.

"Teacher ......"

Gao Shan ignored the disciple: "Young people will inevitably take some detours, and most of the elders will dissuade them, but I won't do this, young people have young people's ideas, just like the way of the sword, there are both straight and curved." Since you dare to come out in full view of everyone, are you determined to embark on this tortuous path? ”

"Teacher, it's not what you think......" Qin Xin looked at the teacher helplessly, but the expression was cold but seemed to hide some kind of bad taste, someone's interest ...... Sure enough, it's genetic.

"Tall and slender figure, awe-inspiring and beautiful facial features, seemingly cool and unexpectedly sticky, don't you just like this type?" Gao Shan raised his eyebrows, "I have already brought them to meet my parents, and I can't let go, although I am an elder, I am actually very tolerant of this kind of thing, you don't have to ......"

"That, teacher, in fact, Zuo Ling is a girl." In order to avoid further damage to the teacher's image, Qin Xin hurriedly explained.

Zuo Ling, who had changed her clothes, came out of the preparation room, and she was wearing a well-fitting kendo uniform, and she also had a sassy feeling of a swordsman, sweeping away her usual gloomy.

Gao Shan glanced at it: "Even if you want to lie, this is too flat." ”

"Teacher, there are ...... among women" Bastard, why should I discuss this kind of problem with my teacher!

"Give me your right hand." Gao Shan said to Zuo Ling, who was approaching.

Zuo Ling stretched out his right hand indifferently, and Gao Shan closed it for a moment, and his face showed a look of surprise: "Actually...... It's really a girl. ”

Gao Shan let go of Zuo Ling's wrist: "Why did you disguise yourself as a boy before?" ”

"Personal interest." Zuo Ling's expression remained unchanged and replied calmly.

Gao Shan looked at Qin Xin and then at her, and a trace of embarrassment gradually appeared on his face.

Qin Xin looked at Gao Shan's strange expression, and suddenly thought of something: "Teacher, are you ......?"

Gao Shan put his fist in front of his mouth: "Ahem, in front of me, I'm not a gossip person, it's just that your dad just called over this morning, and by the way, he suspected that you and your roommate were coming out...... Told him by the way. ”

"Huh?!"

"Your dad didn't say anything after hearing that."

"That's fine......"

"It's just that he seems to have blown up his mobile phone, and now he can't be contacted."

“……”

Gao Shan turned around and said coldly, "All in all, you should prepare well for the national competition." ”

All in all, teacher, you are shirking your responsibility!

"This is the last time you will participate in a national competition, and you will not lose to anyone if you are a disciple of Gaoshan, with your heart on the sword." Leng Su stood with his hands in his hands and stopped talking.

Pose as soon as you are embarrassed, teacher, you are really enough......

Qin Xin took Zuo Ling's hand again and walked towards the right side of the kendo hall: "Do you want to see me practicing swords?" ”

His hands were still shaking slightly.

"That uncle is so powerful?" Zuo Ling, who had a deep understanding of Qin Xin's strength, was surprised.

Qin Xin's eyes showed a look of admiration: "The teacher is the top swordsman who can bring a sword to the hall and sit in the second row when he is 'performing martial arts in front of the emperor'. ”

"Imperial martial arts?"

"Three days after the royal martial arts performance, hundreds of first-class masters competed in front of the palace to arrange the seats of the world's martial artists, showing the prosperity of the empire's martial arts. The teacher began to receive invitations when he was twenty-six years old, and last year he was ranked fourteenth and fourteenth in the world.

You don't watch Imperial TV? There is a live broadcast of the Imperial Martial Arts every year. ”

Zuo Ling's expression was a little lonely: "There is only one TV in White Rabbit Village, and it is occupied by Waste Chaichuan every year to watch strange programs. But it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not in the habit of watching New Year's shows. ”

Only then did Qin Xin realize that he had lost his words, and he clenched Zuo Ling's hand: "I'll stay with you this year." ”

"Are you not going to take me home?" She teased.

"Then I'll take you home." He smiled.