"Free attribute points; 1.20。 ”

After solving the two dead souls in the studio, some of the light points when they were separated were partially absorbed by Fujii Shu, and when he returned home, he opened the gold finger panel, and Fujii Shu's gaze stayed on the option of simulated battle.

Simulated Battle: Consume a little free stat to greatly increase skill proficiency in virtual trials.

Want to give it a try?

His kendo skills have only reached the level of LV1/28% at the moment, and if you want to improve yourself quickly, this is the only quick way.

Lying on the single bed in his bedroom, he reached out and clicked on the option of simulated combat, and jumping out of the list of all his skills, he chose kendo.

It was dark in front of me, only to hear the sound of the wind, and the hint of the golden finger came.

"Consume a little freedom attribute to open a hundred bamboo forest encounters, and the physical fitness of the opponent's miscellaneous soldiers is 2.5 times that of ordinary people, and the commander is four times that of the commander."

When he opened his eyes, Fujii was in a green bamboo forest filled with white mist, wearing a short kimono and a sword pinned to his waist, exactly the same outfit as the ronin in the Warring States movie.

In the fog ahead, a male swordsman wearing a hat walked out, with a grass stalk in his mouth, and bamboo clogs stepped lightly, and the distance was already seven steps away.

Without too many words, the swordsman quickly drew his sword, and the three-foot-long sword slashed head-on.

Fujii turned sideways to avoid the slash, and in the next second, the swordsman changed his move to an oblique slash and slashed at his left arm, the blade sinking into the flesh, and the pain was higher and higher.

Don't you say any lines at all?

The injured Fujii tree rolled and retreated a few meters away, pulled out the satoric knife with one hand, and the left hand was bleeding profusely, and soon stained the sleeve of his shirt, dripping from the smooth front half of his arm, and dripping on the ground covered with dead leaves.

After adjusting his breathing, the swordsman held the sword in both hands and posed in an eight-phase posture, that is, he held the sword upright on the left side of his face, and approached again step by step.

Fujii Tree only has LV1 kendo skills, obviously can't help him much, and the swordsman on the opposite side is at least LV2 level, and his attack is extraordinarily decisive, and he must have killed his opponent a lot.

I can only rely on my physical advantage to fight!

After thinking for a while, Fujii Shu took the initiative to meet the sword, holding the knife in his right hand, and the swordsman slashed down with a robe, he blocked the blow with a horizontal sword, kicked out, kicked the swordsman several meters away, and fell to the ground.

The swordsman on the ground struggled to get up, Fujii's sword flew in, his movements slowed down, the two bodies staggered, the swordsman's head fell from his neck, rolled a few times in the pile of dead leaves, and his eyes widened in silence.

It's not that hard, is it?

Fujii Shu exhaled a long breath, and as soon as he relaxed, in the mist, two more replicant-like swordsmen came out.

, let's talk about martial arts! Two fights one, right?

After complaining, the two swordsmen approached quickly, one left and one right, and at the same time drew their swords and stabbed, Fujii Shu's knife slashed the swordsman on the left, and they both took one away.

After Zhongjian was confused, his eyes were dark, and when he opened his eyes again, it was this bamboo forest again, and a swordsman walked out of the mist, and the reward prompt after the end of the game sounded in his ears.

"If you fail the trial, your kendo skill proficiency will be increased by 1%."

Try not to get hurt and kill him, otherwise the next level will not be easy.

Fujii, who had experience in a trial, raised his sword and pointed directly at the swordsman, and he realized something in his heart.

With 4.5 times his normal human physique, he quickly killed a single swordsman without injury without being lightly defeated, and the next wave of two swordsmen soon appeared in the mist.

Not only did these two people not talk about the group battle of martial arts, but they also cooperated very closely, one left and one right, Fujii Shu one person and one sword, always killing one, and being stabbed to death by the other took the opportunity, and failed more than a dozen times in a row.

Opening his eyes again, Fujii Shu stared at the sword of a single swordsman, slashed it, and picked it up and held it in his left hand.

A sword can't deal with them, so try dual-wielding.

He wasn't sure if this would work, so he reported the attitude of a dead horse as a live horse doctor and welcomed the next wave of trials.

The white mist surged, and the two swordsmen appeared on the bamboo clogs, and the Fujii tree, who was in a state of double sword flow, took the initiative to meet it for the first time.

The right hand stabbed with a knife, the left hand blocked with a sword, one of the two swordsmen fell to the ground, while the other took a few steps back and took a defensive stance in the middle.

Sure enough, it worked, and it was stable.

Fujii killed the swordsman of the second level for the first time without injury, and if there was only one opponent left, he could easily win.

Holding his swords, he slashed at the only remaining swordsman, who blocked the attack, but the power was far greater than his, causing him to stiffen for a moment.

The sword in his left hand stabbed straight ahead, and the throat of the swordsman who couldn't recover his breath was pierced, revealing a sharp blade, and blood spilled like a spring.

"Poof!"

Drawing back the sword cleanly and putting down the swordsman, Fujii Shu's face was a little proud, but it didn't last long, and the four figures in the mist revealed their outlines.

Haven't you reached the Commander Pass yet?

He looked at the four swordsmen, the difficulty of this time is not as simple as multiplying the number by two, the swordsmen who are proficient in combined attack skills will definitely give him a hard boost.

"Ding! One hundred trial opportunities are used, and the best score is the third level. ”

"Kendo: LV2/63%."

It wasn't until the next morning that a full hundred bamboo forest encounters ended, and if it weren't for the state of virtual trial, Fujii Tree, whose body was estimated to be full of holes, opened his eyes on the bed, and on the familiar ceiling, the chandelier was still emitting a faint glow, and it was already early morning outside.

I've tried the double sword flow, and the one sword flow can also enter the third level, but it still can't solve the battle of the four swordsmen at the same time.

He propped up his upper body and sighed, after a night of trial, he was not half tired, it was really magical.

There are still classes to be held day after day, and unlike Suhara, who has already entered FC Tokyo Football Club, Fujii Shu's high school career has about half a year left.

Sitting downstairs at the dining table, Uncle Amami, who was wearing the apron of the magic card girl Sakura, served a breakfast, toast with fried eggs, and a slice of bacon.

Let's ask Minister Ichikawa, after all, everyone is a normal generation.

He paid attention, swept the breakfast on the table, carried his schoolbag, and rushed out of the house.

"Wait, the milk hasn't been drunk yet?"

Uncle Amami shouted from behind, and Fujii waved his hand, got on his bicycle, and drove into the street where the morning dawn came.

"Fujii-san, homework."

As soon as he came to the classroom, Chika Akiyama, the class leader, came up and urged the homework, Fujii Shu opened the shoulder bag and handed in two test papers.

"Today is the day to fill out the letter of intent, please fill it out carefully, no matter which university you want to go to, the school will contact the students' favorite universities in advance before the central exam in January next year, as long as you can pass the score line, you can take the second exam, and decide whether to go on to higher education after comprehensive scoring."

At the beginning of the class, Mr. Miyagi asked Chika Akiyama to hand out paper forms, and the students who had good deeds raised their hands and said.

"Teacher, what should I do if I want to go to a short college?"

"Are you stupid?" Someone complained.

"Less shivering."

The classmates in the classroom laughed, and they really hadn't heard of a few students going to junior college (equivalent to a domestic junior college) at Hachioji High School, which was extremely biased, and it was obvious that they were making trouble.

Everyone has a form, and the students have bowed their heads to fill it out, and most of them already have the university of their choice, but Fujii Shu has been unable to put pen to paper like a salted fish, and despite his grades, there is no big problem with Upper East University.

Thinking about it, he thought of a great man he admired in his previous life, who had also studied at a university in Tokyo, although the gap between this university and Tokyo University was obvious, the gap between the first and the twelfth.

In my life, I don't need academic qualifications to prove myself, so I choose it.

Write down five fonts neatly in Chinese characters, the second and third choices, he didn't fill in, and it's a sure thing to think about, even if he is a scumbag, he can rely on a high school football champion and a Koshien champion to enter any university in the island country as a sports special enrollment, and even the Ivy League schools in the United States.

Azusa Hase, who was in the back seat, pursed the corners of her mouth, and instead of peeking at Fujii's wishes, she took a deep breath and filled in an unfamiliar university name.

Rin Kamiya, who was sitting next to her, wrote down Tokyo University as her first choice, and her own grades were enough, coupled with her family background and long-term connections with special government units, she could enter a prestigious school like Tokyo University with zero points, and the so-called privileged class was talking about people like her.

Fujii tree, he should also choose Todai, right? And this follower, most of them will follow suit.

Turning the gel pen in the palm of his hand, Rin Kamiya looked at the Fujii tree sitting on the side, he was sitting upright at his desk, looking at the sparrows resting on the cherry blossom trees outside the window, it was already the end of September, the cherry blossoms were gone, and there were only oval leaves on the trees, fluttering in the wind, and from time to time a leaf or two fell, slowly falling into the dirt.

The side face of the teenager is the best stage of life, the skin is as clear as white jade, slightly red, the outline of the chin seems to be carefully outlined by the painter, soft and graceful, under the high nose bridge, the angle of the lips is just right, even the Adam's apple on the neck is not obvious, can also pull people's hearts.

Such a perfect individual can meet the standards of my other half, and the other men are too bad.

Rin Kamiya thought with some touch, although measured by Fujii Tree's golden finger, her own charm would not be lower than 1.8, not much worse than Fujii Tree.

Fujii-san, is it a mistake?

After collecting all the students' application forms, Miyagi-sensei was stunned for a moment, and she thought that a student like Fujii, a genius with excellent academic ability and sports, should choose Todai.

After class, she called Fujii to the teacher's office alone, which was full of teachers when she transferred to school, leaving only a middle-aged balding math teacher.

Mr. Miyagi took out a volunteer form again and handed it over, but Fujii didn't take it.

"Fujii-san, did you fill in the wrong volunteer?"

Instead of giving up, Miyagi-sensei asked.

"Waseda University, is there a mistake?"

Fujii Shu responded suspiciously, isn't it okay to write the name of the university in kanji?

"You can choose a better choice for your grades, such as Tokyo University or Kyoto University."

Teacher Miyagi persuaded him that this is a key multiple-choice question in life, and he can't answer it wrong because he can't think about it for a while.

So that's the case?

Fujii suddenly understood Miyagi-sensei's thoughts, and replied with a slight smile.

"Teacher, I don't want to go to the elite students of the country anymore, the school is a place to teach and educate people, I think Waseda University is very good."

"Well, as a teacher, I can only give advice to you, but it's still a bit of a pity."

Teacher Miyagi finally compromised, put the form away, and sent a text message to Principal Sakura after Fujii left, God knows why Principal Ichisuke paid special attention to Fujii Tree, a student.

In the high-end and luxurious takaya, Principal Sakura, who was socializing, got up to say goodbye to the guests, paced to the Japanese garden outside, and took out his mobile phone.

Why? Want to choose this kind of university that can't get into the top ten?

Principal Sakura read the text message, his face was unwilling, Fujii Shu actually didn't choose Todai, the island country also has a world-class school like Kyoto University to choose from, and Fujii Shu, who has won the championship of the high school national competition and the champion of Koshien, is already a well-known high school student in the country, and it is logical to enter a prestigious school, and then hype it up, next year's enrollment will definitely be more and better than in previous years, and it is a fierce medicine at the moment of declining birthrate.

Honestly enter the University of Tokyo, and even I can directly arrange for special admission without examinations, and then graduate and enter a large company such as a bank to be a winner in life?

Tightening his mobile phone, Principal Sakura's face became gloomy, today's volunteer form was filled out by him, but he didn't expect this kind of mistake to occur.

Fujii-san, I can only revise your thoughts, but this is related to the future of the school.

After graduating from Tokyo University, President Sakura, who looked down on Waseda University in his heart, made up his mind to completely correct Fujii's wrong outlook on life, and being a talented person was the only choice for these elites.

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After school, Fujii Shu came to the kendo club with Rin Kamiya and Azusa Hase, and Minister Ichikawa Rikichi is also instructing the members of the department today, and there is still half a year before graduation, so it is necessary to train the next batch of main members.

"Tricks on group battles?"

Fujii Shu took the initiative to find him, and after saying what he meant, Ichikawa Rikichi was obviously a little hesitant, not that he wouldn't answer, but that it involved the essence of his ancestral Ichikawa Ichchito-ryu.

Just try it once, he can't learn it, right?

Ichikawa Rikichi looked at Fujii Tree, who was looking forward to it, and decided to give it a try, otherwise Rin Kamiya, who was next to him, would have to taunt again, and the face of a man could not be lost.

"You, you, and you and him, put on your protective gear and attack me together."

named four sophomore members, their level is probably around the second and third dans of kendo, and they are already the strongest group of sophomore members.

"Fujii-san, please look at it, my pace, if I want to be an enemy, how to move is the key."

Ichikawa Rikichi kindly pointed out the main points in advance, lest Fujii Shu not see things, if he could conquer him through his performance and let him join his own Ichikawa Gym, Daddy should be happy, right?

(End of chapter)