With nothing to do, Leo simply came directly to room 888 and waited while practicing his sword alone.

The time quickly came to 2:20.

Leo stopped his movements and sat cross-legged in the center of the dojo, waiting quietly.

He didn't have to wait long, but in a few minutes, there was a sound of the door opening, and a figure walked in.

Leo looked up, a smile on his face, and was about to say hello to his "first guest", but the slender figure that greeted him made his expression strange.

How is she?!

……

Jiang Xiaocha, who walked into the room, was expressionless.

After talking to her grandfather this morning, she hasn't been in a good mood.

In order to soothe her mood, she kept practicing swords in her room alone.

But how do you know that the usual way to put her at ease quickly has little effect this time, but it makes her more and more irritable.

Jiang Xiaocha knew that it was her own heart that was disturbed.

She simply contacted the front desk manager of the Yijian Club and asked him to help arrange a senior sparring trainer.

Since it is not possible to practice swords alone, let's conduct actual combat training.

Who would have thought that today's senior sparring trainers of the Yijian Club actually have an appointment! In desperation, the club can only arrange a strong intermediate gold medal sparring partner.

Most of the intermediate gold medal sparring partners are veterans who have been polished by the fixed stage competition for several years, and although they are almost in hard power, they are all experienced, and they can barely be used to practice their hands.

Anyway, her purpose was just to soothe her mood.

With this thought, Jiang Xiaocha came to the room at the appointed time and pushed the door open.

But the figure that caught her eyes made her frown.

Is it, Leo?

The expression on Jiang Xiaocha's face became colder and colder, if it were another time, she might have said hello to this contemporaneous student who was evaluated by her grandfather as "seeing potential", but now is the time when she is in a bad mood. After walking into the room, she said unceremoniously, "Leo-san, why are you here?" ”

Leo smiled: "Jiang Xiaocha, I just became the sparring partner of the Yijian Club today, but I didn't expect the first guest to be you, this is fate." ”

"......" Jiang Xiaocha was silent.

Before today, the impression of the name Leo in her mind was only that there seemed to be such a person in the kendo hall.

But now, he has become an intermediate gold medal sparring partner of the Yijian Club?

Jiang Xiaocha didn't doubt the sparring trainer selection mechanism of the Yijian Club, but he couldn't believe it a little.

Such a young man who was unknown a year ago can have such strength a year later?

Jiang Xiaocha didn't say anything more, she walked to the weapon rack and pulled out a hardwood long sword, and then came to the dojo, the long sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Since you are a sparring partner, let's start." ”

Leo smiled and stood up from the ground.

He looked at the girl holding the sword in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh at fate.

The challenge, which was originally missed in the morning, started in this way at this moment.

The first in the same period of the Bafang Kendo Hall, the girl who can reach a tie with the Dingduan swordsman, how strong is it?

Leo was looking forward to it.

"Please." His face was solemn, his eyes became extremely focused, and he made a move that was completely different from the basic swordsmanship defensive stance.

Lean forward and prostrate your body and hold the sword with both hands so that the blade is parallel to your body, with the tip of the sword pointing at a 45-degree angle to the ground.

Facing Jiang Xiaocha, who had the strength of a fixed-stage swordsman, he didn't dare or wanted to have any reservations, and used the starting style of the storm swordsmanship.

Jiang Xiaocha's eyes were slightly condensed, she had never seen this action of Leo, but she could feel the tragic killing intent in it.

This is not like the swordsmanship used in the Chengping era, but more like the killing skills honed in the bloody battlefield!

Interesting......

An ordinary teenager can actually use such swordsmanship......

The corners of Jiang Xiaocha's mouth hooked a slight invisible arc, her eyes appeared bright for the first time after entering the room, and she stepped on her toes and took the lead in attacking.

Unlike Gou Xiong's violent and volcanic attack, Jiang Xiaocha's slender figure is like a butterfly swimming among flowers, light and dreamy, elusive.

Obviously, her eyes had locked on her figure, but her next moment of landing often exceeded Leo's expectations, which made him very uncomfortable, and he felt that the space in front of him was out of order.

Before he could figure out what to do, a slight burst of air came into his ears.

"Whoa—"

A chill came from the heart of the left chest, and her target was my heart.

Leo's mind raced, and the piercing sword was reflected in his pupils.

At the moment of crisis, Li Aofu was very refreshed, remembering the way Gou Xiong dealt with his own stabbing during the previous battle, and at the moment, with a touch of his wrist, the long sword was raised, and he accurately slapped the long sword sword stabbed by Jiang Xiaocha, swinging the sword.

"Bang!"

The expected sword was swung away, Jiang Xiaocha did not continue to attack, but took a few steps back from the sword and opened the distance.

The wrist of her sword-wielding right hand rotated to relieve the sourness in the process, and she looked at the young man in front of her, and the light in her eyes became brighter.

After a brief pause, she stepped forward again, her hardwood sword pointed at the vital points of Leo's body.

This time, her figure was even faster, and the sword in her hand was like a hidden bee's sting, no longer fighting Leo with any head-on weapons.

This made it more and more difficult for Leo to deal with, and several attacks were flashed by Jiang Xiaocha's strange steps, if it weren't for his extremely fast nerve reflex speed, he barely blocked Jiang Xiaocha's attack at the critical moment, I am afraid that he would have been defeated.

Is this the strength that can reach a tie with the Dingduan Swordsman......

Sure enough, it lives up to its name......

Leo was extremely solemn in his heart, and he responded more and more cautiously.

But there will be a mistake in defending for a long time, and once the defense is not timely, looking at the tip of the sword that stopped in front of his chest, Leo smiled wryly, and slowly put down the long sword in his hand: "I lost." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaocha withdrew the hardwood long sword expressionlessly.

"You're good."

"The rest is fifteen minutes, and then come back."

A cold voice came out of her mouth.

Leo looked up at the girl, and he could feel the sincerity in the other party's words.

He nodded, turned around and walked to a corner of the dojo and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes and quietly thinking about the gains and losses in the battle just now.

……

On the other side, after seeing Leo sitting and resting with his eyes closed, Jiang Xiaocha turned around and walked to the lounge.

Closing the door, she pulled up the sleeve of her right hand, put her left hand on her right wrist and gently rubbed it.

"What a lot of strength, reckless ......"

Jiang Xiaocha pursed her lips.

Who would have thought that Leo's body, which looked far from strong, would have such strength.

Just one collision made her wrists hurt.

In order to overcome the innate weakness of women in strength, she has carried out unimaginable exercises, so that she can maintain a flexible body while having strength that is not inferior to or even surpasses that of ordinary adult men.

"Humph......"

After a long time, a girl's angry snort came from the room.