In the past 12 years since he was born, Lu Mingfei never thought that he would have a day to kick the gym with someone, and his attitude was so arrogant.

After the meal, Xia Di said that he would take him to continue practicing, he thought that he would continue to play as in the morning, and he was ready to continue to fish and paddle, but he just took a nap on the way here, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had arrived at the Children's Palace.

People were still confused and stunned and were pulled in, first went to the taekwondo gym to visit, and found that there were only a few milk dolls playing with each other with cardboard, and there were no adults in sight, Xia Di took him and turned his head and left.

I came to the karate gym on the other side, and there were a lot of people training in it, and the posture board was also decent, and it looked like that.

So Xia Di went in to find the instructor and asked how the karate was doing, and if he could beat ten with his bare hands.

The instructor thought that Xia Di was looking for trouble, and wanted to drive him away but was easily thrown to the ground, and the macho man who was tall and at least 180 pounds tall was like a helpless child, looking at the ceiling with round eyes, wondering if he was dreaming.

Lu Mingfei was pretty sure he saw tears in the corners of the man's eyes, because his toes hit the floor when Xia Di threw him to the ground.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that Xia Di's movements are too silky, and he is treating a child who is about to fall, and he helped him in time and then slowly put it on the ground.

Perhaps it is this kind of grievance and humiliation that is carefully treated by the opponent that makes the macho instructor lie on the ground and are unwilling to get up to face the reality.

By the time he regained his strength, there was no chance to get back on the field, and Xia Di was very disappointed in the karate gym, and there was no master here who could hit ten, and his expectations were disappointed.

With Lu Mingfei circling around, he was very strange why there were some foreign goods in the Children's Palace, and after looking around, he didn't see the sign with Huaxia Kung Fu, and complained depressedly:

"The trend of invasive alien species is a bit fierce."

Lu Mingfei was noncommittal, saying that foreign monks are good at chanting, but this foreign kung fu is also very popular, and many students in their school come here to learn taekwondo and karate, and every time they go to physical education class, they are there to pretend to be masters.

Unable to find a martial arts gym with excellent fist and foot kung fu, Xia Di simply took Lu Mingfei to the kendo class.

The ancients were an inch long and an inch strong, and it was definitely safer to fight with people with weapons than with bare hands. Lu Mingfei is still a little kid with incomplete body bones in the final analysis, even if an adult punches in the wrong way, it is easy to hurt himself, it is better to directly give him a stick to hurt others and not hurt himself.

Anyway, it hurts so much that it doesn't hurt him.

But Xia Di observed outside for a while, and found that the back and forth taught by the kendo class was those few basic moves, at most, it was to let the children have a little discipline when they played the sword, so that they would not become a vegetable garden sword saint and sweep with a stick.

Xiao Lu thinks it's okay, he still understands the truth of high-rise buildings from the ground, everything must start from the foundation step by step.

It's a pity that he can't afford to pay for it, and the tuition fee of 3,600 yuan on the propaganda board has become the biggest obstacle for him to transform into a rogue Kenshin.

That's two months' salary from my uncle, and even if my parents leave more money, they can't afford to spend it like this.

Just as he was about to tell Xia Di to change places, he saw him striding in, finding the middle-aged class master who was patrolling back and forth, and discussing whether he could borrow the venue.

When he caught up, he was stopped by the student's movement of wielding a wooden knife, and he couldn't hear the conversation between the two people, and by the time they changed positions and moved out of the way, the conversation had already collapsed.

"Okay, since Your Excellency doesn't want to make it convenient, then I have no choice but to salute first and then soldier."

Lu Mingfei approached, and just heard the cruel words left by the neighbor's uncle: "Don't act, I'm here to kick the gym, I have a showdown!" ”

His words suddenly plunged the entire kendo class into a deathly silence, and the teenagers who were still swinging their swords just now stopped their movements one by one and looked at the handsome big brother who looked like a big star.

The silence was only for a moment, and the plot of kicking the gym, which had only been seen on TV, made the already energetic teenagers burst with great enthusiasm and discussed it one after another.

"Is this going to be a fight?"

"That big brother looks weak, can he beat the teacher?"

"I look at the hanging, I guess the teacher will kneel as soon as he goes down."

"I heard that people who come to kick the gym will be beaten very badly, do you think this big brother will die?"

"Stupid, it's a crime to beat someone to death!"

"Do you think Senior Brother Chu can fight? He is the Sword Saint of our Children's Palace, and he has been invincible in the whole palace a few years ago. ”

Lu Mingfei stood next to him and listened a little uneasy, this is another sword that will kill and the Sword Saint of the Children's Palace, how can a little kendo class still hide the dragon and crouching tiger?

He moved silently, trying his best to give full play to the "special function" of his transparent person without attracting attention, and quietly came to the shelf with wooden knives, ready to copy the guy and throw it to Xia Di if something was wrong.

Xiao Lu has also seen the Three Kingdoms, and knows that this is people's home after all, and they must occupy a favorable position when they are outnumbered, otherwise if there is really a conflict, they will definitely not be opponents with their bare hands.

However, his worries were a little superfluous, because Xia Di had already picked up the broom next to him and removed the broom head, holding the stick and saying with an arrogant face:

"I heard that you have a Juvenile Palace Sword Saint here, do you dare to come out and let me check if there is any moisture?"

He also heard the conversation of the group of little children behind him just now, and originally thought that this class master might not be enough for him to fight, but now he heard that there was a sword master who was invincible all over the Children's Palace, and he was immediately interested.

The squad leader in a kendo uniform on the opposite side had a blue face, as if a volcano was about to erupt, his self-cultivation skills were not yet at home, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to this naked provocation and contempt.

The middle-aged man with a broad face raised his hand and pressed it on the saber at his waist, his thick fingers lightly tapped the handle of the knife wrapped in black cotton rope, and his eyes stared at Xia Di's handsome face uncertainly, as if he was thinking about how much strength he would use to not beat this young man who knew the height of the sky to death.

Just as he was about to call out to the students to make room and teach Xia Di a lesson, the students who were surrounding suddenly dispersed to the side and made way for him.

The scene in front of him is like the ultimate shrunken version of Moses dividing the sea, a young man with black hair and black eyes and cold eyes walked in through the "sea of people".

He has a well-proportioned body, a straight waist, no expression on his handsome face, and an unsheathed wooden knife in his hand, with an outstanding temperament and an extraordinary temperament.

Lu Mingfei watched it from the sidelines, and when this person appeared, the surrounding onlookers seemed to be muted, and looked at the handsome little guy with a little fanaticism and adoration, as if he was stable when he came.

Sensing the movement behind him, Xia Di also turned around, and saw that the person who came was so big that he was even more faceless than him, and immediately raised his eyebrows:

"Boy, which one are you?"

The young man with the knife stepped forward unhurriedly, even if his height was only to the other party's chest, the gaze he cast still seemed to be at eye level:

"Chu Zihang, the person you are looking for."