The next day.

When Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, it was already half past nine in the morning, and he had already taken two classes on weekdays.

But today is the May Day holiday, and my uncle and aunt took Lu Mingze out to participate in the piano competition, and there is no one else at home except myself.

Perfect.

Lu Mingfei hummed a happy tune, walked into the kitchen and fried an egg casually, boiled a bowl of noodles, and filled his stomach.

He wanted to open his laptop and rub StarCraft for the first time in a long time.

But hell, when he moved his mouse and was about to click on the game icon, that voice came to mind again.

"No, you don't want to play games."

"You want fencing."

Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly and let go of the mouse.

Last night, he was in the new dungeon "The Land of Sword Trial" and the boss named Mai Jiude, and he was slashed at various angles at 360 degrees throughout the whole process, and he finally understood what the "unlock pose" in the dungeon description meant.

This pose is a death pose.

When I woke up from a dream, my whole body was sore, and it felt like I had really died dozens or hundreds of times.

But there are also benefits, and now Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship entry has increased by 7 experience points, and he is still 93 experience points away from the next level.

Although he didn't upgrade, he just gained a little experience, but Lu Mingfei found that there were subtle changes in his body.

When he holds the chopsticks in his hand, his senses are completely different. There is a saying in the kendo world that if you don't have a sword in your hand, you have a sword in your heart, and a real swordsman can dance any artifact like a sword.

This is how Lu Mingfei feels now.

In the past, he was just eating noodles with chopsticks, but now he feels like a swordsman, although he is still eating noodles, but there have been some subtle changes, and every time he picks up noodles, there is a faint meaning of swordsmanship, implying the truth of swordsmanship.

"By the way, I finished reading the math "Five-Three", so let's go to the school bookstore today and buy a new workbook." Lu Mingfei stretched out after eating, and took out his wallet, which contained only a 20 yuan bill and a few steel hammers, which was outrageously poor.

With a sigh, Lu Mingfei took a few pocket money and went out.

……

Thousands of miles away, Mai Satoku, who was practicing in Hokkaido, woke up slowly, shook her head vigorously, dispelled the fatigue caused by the dream, and then walked into the rushing stream with her naked snow.

The stream washed over the snow-white feet, and the cool water splashed against the slender calves. Little by little, Mai came back to her senses and remembered everything in her dream.

This is the first time she has had a similar dream, she is like a normal generation in the kendo field, and a weak chicken who does not know swordsmanship at all, and teaches the experience and techniques of the other party's kendo in actual combat.

Fortunately, after dozens or hundreds of assassinations, the other party is really tough, not only can endure this kind of repetitive and hopeless death, but also can overcome thorns and thorns, and figure out the true meaning of kendo from her swordsmanship and footsteps little by little.

By the time he arrived, the "useless man's" swordsmanship had greatly improved, and he continued to learn from failure and death, adjusting his sword posture, stabbing techniques, and foot operations.

"What a potential imp." Mai sighed secretly and prepared to start a new day of ninja practice.

It's just that, when looking back at the dream, Mai always feels that it is not false, the "useless person" seems to be a real person, and there is a mysterious power in the dark that maintains the progress of the dream.

……

Lu Mingfei took the subway, which was half an hour's journey from his uncle's house to Shilan Middle School.

He was about to close his eyes and review the sword trial he had experienced last night to see if he could figure out the boss's battle strategy from it.

After experiencing countless failures, his desire to win is stimulated, just like playing "Black Souls" or "Wolf" or "Monster Hunter", trying to beat a certain boss.

And Lu Mingfei noticed that every time he improved his swordsmanship entries, and every time he was lucky enough to dodge the attack of Jiude Mai, he would bring himself an unparalleled sense of achievement, which was much more real and refreshing than in the game.

"Perhaps, the Nightmare World is essentially a simulator for exercising yourself?" Lu Mingfei smiled bitterly in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was just a person who just wanted to lie flat, show the stall to the uncle who sold newspapers, and be satisfied with the money to buy a Switch cartridge.

Now he has become a volume king and struggle, and it is uncomfortable if he doesn't roll for a moment.

Every small success, every time he dodges the boss's skills, and every time he takes the initiative to attack, he can feel heartfelt hope.

"Classmate, do we know each other?" At this time, a boy on the other side hesitated to talk to him.

Across the crowd, Lu Mingfei didn't recognize it at first.

But after being stunned for a while, the boy in front of him had short hair, handsome enough to be able to eat by brushing his face, wearing a pair of washed blue jeans and a simple white T...... Isn't this Senior Brother Chu Zihang?

Shilan Middle School should be the first on the list!

Lu Mingfei used to envy Chu Zihang very much, the little beauties in the class Liu Miaomiao, Chen Wenwen and Su Xiaoqiao all admired him, Chu Zihang had excellent grades, he was handsome, and he was also the president of the student union.

And his family is still very rich, every time he holds a parent-teacher meeting to pick up Chu Zihang, it is either a Maybach or a Lamborghini and other famous cars, and he must be a proper rich second generation.

"Senior Brother Chu, my name is Lu Mingfei, a senior student at Shilan Middle School this year. Senior Brother Chu, didn't you study abroad? Lu Mingfei said continuously, he hesitated, in the past, when he touched Chu Zihang's thighs, he must have been like a little milk dog, and maybe he asked Senior Brother Chu to take a photo and bless himself with a great victory in the college entrance examination.

But after countless killings in the Land of Sword Trials, he felt that he had become much more stable for no reason. Such a slight change was noticed by Lu Mingfei, which made him a little surprised.

"Well, I'm studying abroad at Kassel College, Lu Mingfei you can also try to apply, it's a friendship school at the University of Chicago, which is very friendly to our native Chinese speakers." Chu Zihang said, "I recently returned to China for an academic visit. ”

Lu Ming naturally didn't know that the other party's so-called "academic visit" was to inspect the monuments of the Dragon civilization.

He still didn't know much about the anomalous world, but he easily believed his senior brother's words, and the two opened the conversation box and chatted.

At this moment, there was a noise not far from the subway car. The two couldn't help but be attracted by the noisy sound, only to see the two men quarrel for something, and even moved their hands.

The subway was already crowded, but as a result, the two of them punched and kicked, affecting many innocent people.

A little girl of eight or nine years old hugged a koma and cried, as if frightened by the scene of a fight. And just as the two men were fighting, the battlefield moved to the little girl's side, and one of the men was hit in the face by his opponent with a precise straight punch, and one of his feet staggered, and his tall body fell towards the little girl.

When Chu Zihang saw this scene, he frowned, and just wanted to make a move.

At this moment, a figure around him flew out like a violent wind.

Lu Mingfei?

After Chu Zihang saw the figure clearly, he was a little stunned. In my impression, Lu Mingfei is a decrepit boy, the kind who has to run a thousand meters out of breath, but it seems to be a little different when I meet him today.

At this time, the subway was crowded, not to mention that Chu Zihang's position was still some distance from the battlefield of the two men.

But Lu Mingfei's pace was as fast as the wind, his skills were as agile as a spirit monkey, and he was like a nimble fish shuttling quickly through the crowd, and soon blocked the little girl's front.

With a sound of "brush", he suddenly took out something in his hand and pointed it straight on the back of the man who was about to fall, the position was extremely accurate, and the technique implied the truth of swordsmanship.

He was just such an understatement, and he actually supported the man, bounced it up like a spring, and regained his footing.

Chu Zihang looked silently at the object in Lu Mingfei's hand.

It was just a simple and ordinary ruler that could be bought at a stationery store near the school for 3 yuan.

But Lu Mingfei used the feeling of a divine weapon.