The gymnasium of Shuigao University of Arts, the site of the regional qualifying tournament of the 72nd National College Kendo Competition. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qin Xin, the head of the kendo club of the away team Dongming Forestry University, wore black protective gear and began his usual pre-war thinking.

The opponent is said to be the mainstay of the Mizutaka Kendo Club, but like this kendo club that is outside the top 100 in the country, the so-called mainstay is at most the butterfly warrior who has reached the second stage of butterfly transformation.

The nineth-order butterfly, the second-order butterfly has only entered the growth period, and it can be called a smart and hard-working elite in a certain county and a city, but it is not enough to stand on the stage called "national".

Thinking of the juniors who were responsible for collecting intelligence before the game and said the words "mainstay" to him seriously, Qin Xin felt that it was somewhat funny.

Although the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, he will never take the rabbit seriously in his heart.

In Qin Xin's ears, the information of the juniors was like saying to a lion: "That guy is the legendary hegemon of rabbits!" ”

Tsk, isn't that still a rabbit?

The flag in the referee's hand waved down! The audience burst into applause!

A burly swordsman wearing white armor rushed with a sword, and the momentum was menacing!

At this time, Qin Xin saw the name embroidered on the white swordsman's armor and the name bag hanging on the front waist.

Sheng Ming?

Qin Xin thought about it for a while, but was not impressed.

Therefore, this brother failed to enter the competition last year, whether it was an individual competition or a team competition, so it is better to use one-handedness, and it is a little inappropriate to fight away from home and beat the opponent's mainstay too embarrassed.

Even if the opponent's combat power is only 5, you should symbolically give him some respect, the teacher used to say so.

Mainstay students, let you see what Dinghai Shenshen Needle is.

Qin Xin took a step forward, the strong muscles between his shoulders and neck stretched up like iron cables, and he raised the black bamboo sword in his left hand and slashed it down.

This sword seems to be a careless ordinary slash, but the white swordsman in the rush is like a great enemy.

He immediately converted his offensive stance into a defensive "straight eye", and his beautiful movements were not superfluous, and he was a model that could be used in textbooks no matter what area he was in.

Sheng Ming gritted his teeth, stretched his arms together, and met the bamboo sword towards the black bamboo sword that was attacking quickly. The butterfly power called "Overlord" in the body flowed through the whole body, and suddenly increased the strength of the body several times.

Holding the sword in front of the chest, pointing between the opponent's eyes, you can advance or retreat to attack and defend like water, this is the basic kendo posture called "middle section" or "right eye".

Two swords intersect!

Ga-

The solemn atmosphere in the stadium was suddenly pierced by the sound of tooth-aching friction and cracking!

The tip of the black swordsman's long sword was like a condensed storm, from beginning to end, the white sword was crushed alive, and in the raging storm, the tough bamboo sword fibers exploded one after another, as if the black bamboo sword that fell thunder slashed the white swordsman's mask!

As the wind passed, the burly swordsman in the white armor was knocked away by a sword, and fell down with the twisted and broken bamboo sword in his hand, and the blood-red light on his mask showed that he had been programmed by the sensor armor to fall into a coma under the blow.

The referee immediately raised the small flag in his hand and announced that Qin Xin from the Winter Kendo Club had won.

"How is that possible?!"

"It's a casual sword!"

"Worthy of the Tiger of Winter Name!"

The audience on the side of the Shuigao University of the Arts in the gymnasium couldn't help but exclaim!

In the front row of the stands, the palms of a young man with freckles on his face trembling slightly:

"The first ...... of the upper section of the Imperial High School Kendo Sure enough, it lives up to its name. The blood is surging like a flood, the swordsmanship is as fierce as a tiger, such a person, such a skill, it turned out to be only the runner-up of the last session. Yu Xun's divine dragon, how powerful is it. I'm looking forward to this national competition more and more. ”

A middle-aged man in a beige tracksuit sitting next to him held a video camera and looked calm under his sunglasses:

"A tiger with a winter name scares you like this. Put on diapers before watching Longming's game tomorrow. The divine dragon of Yuxun is so powerful that it can scare you out of the. ”

……

Qin Xin took off his protective mask and pulled the white swordsman who had fallen to the ground up.

"It's a beautiful 'positive eye', and the use of butterfly power is also remarkable, so keep up the good work." His wheat-colored face was well-lined, his short straight hair like miscanthus was slightly wild, and his white and neat teeth were exposed when he spoke, and he was a tall, sunny man of about twenty years old.

I'm really touching, Qin Xin thought secretly, and turned around and walked towards the locker room.

"Commander!" The juniors from the Dongda Kendo Club wanted to stop him, but Qin Xin just raised his right hand and waved it back, and left without looking back.

"Won't the Lord go with us?"

"Senior Qin Xin also went separately when he waited, but he lived in ...... Forget it, you'll find out later. The second-year student of the Winter Great Kendo Club looked at the back of the black swordsman leaving.

"The Lord will be the Lord, he is already in the past tense. It's time to go, newcomer! ”

It was not the same destination as the rest of the kendo club, Qin Xin simply didn't go to the rendezvous to say goodbye, and after sending a mobile phone email to the team leader, he got on the train and left.

There is a 70-kilometer distance between Shuigao County, where Shuigao University of Art is located, and Dongming County, where Dongming Forestry University is located, and thanks to the world's leading high-speed railway, Qin Xin only took less than 20 minutes to reach the station near his apartment.

Carrying the sword bag diagonally, Qin Xin got off the train with his hands in his pockets, and walked into the shopping street with a white rabbit pattern arch at the corner of the street after leaving the station, and greeted the neighbors and aunts he knew with a smile to brush up on his sense of existence, and bought some fresh vegetables such as tomatoes and cucumbers by the way.

Walking to the end of the White Rabbit shopping street, Qin Xin stopped, and a two-storey apartment that looked like it was some years old stood in the courtyard. Hanging next to the gate is a crumbling old wooden sign, with the words "White Rabbit Village" written crookedly with a brush.

Carrying the shopping bag through the courtyard, after kicking the apartment door open, Qin Xin seemed to hear a sound similar to the squeezing of sealed beef behind the door, he pulled the door against the wall open in confusion, and a black humanoid object slowly slid to the ground.

The crawling and struggling humanoid on the ground, wearing a crumpled black shirt, with messy hair and a constant hissing sound in its throat, slowly crawled to Qin Xin's feet.

It's a zombie! This must be a zombie! Because it's a zombie, it's okay to get a headshot!

Such a thought quickly flashed through Qin Xin's mind, and he grabbed the bamboo sword from behind his back.

The humanoid object on the ground slowly reached out and grabbed Qin Xin's trouser leg with difficulty, and raised its head, revealing a pale face and deep eye sockets.

"Little Letter...... Uncle, I haven't eaten since yesterday morning...... Quick, save me......" The "zombie" on the ground said weakly.

Qin Xin's face showed compassion, and he kicked the decadent man who crawled over to the wall, so the decadent man in the black shirt slowly slid off the wall again.

Qin Xin sighed, what, it turned out to be your waste wood, it's a pity that you can't blow your head up.

"Brother Chuan, you were sent by the school board to take care of the students, there is something I wanted to ask for a long time, what can a waste firewood like you who will starve to death if no one feeds me take care of me, bastard!"

Qin Xin said as he took out a tomato from his shopping bag and smashed it into the mouth of the man lying on his back.

Click, click, the decadent man on the ground is no better than the zombie who eats the internal organs, and suddenly the flesh and blood are flying all over the ground, and the mess is a mess.

This is called Du Chuan's position is the waste wood of the life guidance of the White Rabbit Village apartment, which is said to be the teacher's former classmate, and the Dongming Forestry University more than 20 years ago is really untaught.

Qin Xin shook his head, ignoring Du Chuan, a decadent man who kept making unexplained chewing sounds after being fed on the ground, and walked into the entrance.

It was dark in the living room, and it seemed that no one else was there.

Qin Xin walked into the kitchen and turned on the light, put the sword bag and shopping bag on the counter, and prepared to start cooking dinner.

"Bring Brother Chuan a total of four, the materials are a bit small. However, Zuo Ling doesn't eat much meat, barely enough. In case Zuo Ling has a good appetite today...... Brother Chuan just needs to starve to death, it's a big deal to give him the rest of Zuo Ling's food. Qin Xin thought about it while washing his hands.

The thrill of chopping and tearing whole things apart while making food is one of Qin Xin's few hobbies.

"What's the surprise today?" He looked at the two-door refrigerator by the countertop.

A living anatomy-obsessed medical tenant in the apartment used to throw used up experimental materials in the kitchen refrigerator, many of which were meat that could be used as high-quality ingredients, and disposing of these leftovers became an important way for Qin Xin to obtain rich nutrition at a low cost.

Nothing can stop you from craving protein and calories, not food poisoning.

Turning off the faucet, he walked over to the fridge, ready to see what the main course was for the day.

Open the freezer door.

At the moment when the contents were confirmed, Qin Xin's pupils suddenly shrank, his whole body tensed, and he quickly glanced around, the experience of fighting in the forest in the past came to his mind, and his eyes were full of beast-like alertness.

After confirming that there was no threat, Qin Xin's throat made a voice hoarse from suppression:

"Zuo Ling ......"

A **** human body was covered with fine blood stains, curled up and lying in a space of less than a cube, the skin had shown an ominous dark blue, and at least four hours had passed since the time of death.

The deceased's long brocade-like black hair was tied into a ponytail and hung down from the back of his head, his eyebrows were slightly gloomy but did not lose his beauty at all, and his porcelain-like delicate and delicate facial features concealed an awe-inspiring aura in the softness, even if the body surface was densely scarred, it was difficult to hide the beauty, and the elegant lines that outlined the slender torso were like the handiwork of a master craftsman.

The faint Adam's apple on the neck indicates the gender of this androgynous beauty.

The deceased was a roommate who had been living with Qin Xin for three years and was a third-year student of the Department of Medicine of Dongming Forestry University, who provided Qin Xin with an important source of protein.

Qin Xin looked at his dead roommate with a complicated expression, the pity and sorrow in his eyes overflowed like a deep lake, he slowly leaned down, wrapped his hands around the deceased's waist, and carefully carried him out of the refrigerator.

"Do you just want to dissect living humans like that......" Looking at the scars on Zuo Ling's body that were obviously caused by himself with a scalpel, Qin Xin subconsciously hugged Zuo Ling in his arms.

He couldn't see the deceased's chin resting on his shoulder, there was a little blue light inside the deceased's tarnished eyeballs that spread rapidly, and when his eyes lit up with a faint blue light, the deceased immediately raised his stiff neck, opened his mouth and bared his cold teeth and bit down violently at Qin Xin's carotid artery.

The abnormal movement of the corpse in his arms finally made Qin Xin notice, he quickly turned his head, almost dodged the bite of his teeth, and at the same time pushed the violent deceased out with both arms! But the limbs of the deceased were like flexible and powerful seaweed, tightly wrapped around his torso and back, and his teeth were gnashing up relentlessly.

In the refusal, Qin Xin was shocked to find that the thick qi and blood and butterfly power that he usually used as flexible as his arms and fingers were like mud cows entering the sea without any movement, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up.

How could it be!

Qin Xin pressed the struggling deceased to the ground, pressing it tightly against the deceased's shoulders to prevent its teeth from approaching. But after the power of qi and blood and butterfly transformation disappeared, he could only fight with his simple physical fitness, and in the end he failed to defeat the deceased with surprising strength.

It bit through Qin Xin's shoulder with the momentum of never letting go, Qin Xin immediately felt that something was constantly leaking from his body, and a strong sense of prostration surged like a surge, and the cyan on the skin of the deceased who was lying on his shoulder faded back to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the fine scars on his body were also healing rapidly, and the blue light in his eyes became more and more blazing, as if he was about to come back from the dead.

Qin Xin finally passed out.

"Please advise me in the future, my spoon."

The deceased, who stood up, tied up his long black hair, and a cold voice came out of his thin lips.