The brown bamboo sword wrapped in nylon rope is not light, but Shen Zifan still feels that it is not enough. His big black umbrella was put on the sidelines at this time. He must not use black umbrellas too much at will with the principal's kendo.

In Shen Zifan's memory, he seemed to have met someone like the principal, but that memory was a bit blurry and seemed to be left behind when he was very young.

What kind of person is the principal? The elegant and easy-going suit is an old pedantic? Of course, it is true, but under his expensive suit is a heart as solid as a rock as cold as ice.

Principal Angers is already very old, as old as a living fossil. He personally sent his familiar old friends to the grave one by one, walking alone in the long river of time. He is the loneliest person in the world. Time only erodes his skin, but loneliness is gnawing on his soul.

Anger held the same bamboo knife as Shen Zifan and was in a tight confrontation. Shen Zifan couldn't control his body's tightness and stiffness. The old man's past glorious years flashed back like a movie scene in his left pupil.

It was a desolate back. He stepped on the mountains made of corpses, including dragons, enemies and old friends. He stood on the top of the mountain and his body was straight. Every time the folding knife opened and closed in his hand, there was a sound of tearing the air. His face was expressionless like Shura walking out of hell, but his eyes were burning with tired but unextinguishable fire of revenge.

"So there are really such lonely and stubborn people in the world." Shen Zifan whispered softly.

"Aren't you, young man." Anger also looked straight into Shen Zifan's eyes, as if he had seen through his heart.

Shen Zifan moved, not setting off a sword, but staring at the principal and slowly lowering his body until he knelt on the ground with his thumb pressing against the hilt of the sword.

"Are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy to the principal before you hit him?"

"Idiot, you know a hammer. Usually, the lower the center of gravity of the kendo duel, the faster the move and the more sharp it is. To be honest, I have never seen a sword move with such a low center of gravity except Juhe."

"What trick?" Caesar asked Chu Zihang.

"I can't understand." Chu Zihang shook his head and replied concisely.

Anger narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Zifan's wrist. The young man's posture was very strange. To be precise, it was very unscientific. To be honest, it was difficult for him to understand where the young man should borrow the first move, but he understood that the other party was waiting for him to start the move first and then take action.

As you wish.

Anger moved, and the first thing that changed was the muscle groups on his shoulders and back. This was a sword move engraved in his body after repeated training. An excellent swordsman will definitely mobilize the strength of his entire body to instill in one move. In the moment of life and death, this will be a move that Shi Potian and Shi Jingxiao won.

Angers was not ready to hold back, and the viewing ability and the other party's self-esteem seemed less important at this time. To do all his strength was the greatest respect for a junior of the kendo.

Shen Zifan knelt on the ground. If he chose to hit the surface at this time, it would extend the touch time and instead fall below. Therefore, Angers chose to hit the body with a horizontal attack, and the target was directly taken by Shen Zifan's Tanzhong.

The knife drew at Shen Zifan in an arc. The harsh tearing sound came from the air at a very fast speed, which was even more difficult to capture by the naked eye. The afterimage left by the blade drew a fan-shaped movement trajectory in the air.

The moment Angers was moving, Shen Zifan also moved. In his left pupil, Angers' movement was divided into several scenes that were about to happen in the next moment. Shen Zifan lifted his knife and hit him with a powerful blow. He supported the force and heard a crisp sound from the kneecap of his entire upper body.

All the students held their breath and stared at the scene, observing the Feng Shui movements on the field. They should see if they couldn’t understand them! They should see if they couldn’t see clearly! There are too many things that can be learned in this drill, and no fool will deliberately ignore them. Even if you learn a little bit of the fur from them, it will be a lifelong wealth!

Click!

Half of the wooden knife flew out, smashed the wall of the dojo and landed on the floor. Principal Angers in the center of the field had already made a move to a knife. His knife looked complete, so the only one who broke the knife was the only one who broke the knife.

Everyone turned their eyes to Shen Zifan.

Shen Zifan still held the bamboo knife and maintained the upward slashing posture. Only half of the bamboo knife in his hand was no longer complete. The nylon rope had completely broken, and several sections of bamboo materials of excellent quality at the fracture were as if they were blooming.

Previously, Shen Zifan verified a truth to Chu Zihang during physical testing. In the face of powerful enough power and speed, any move becomes empty talk.

But today Principal Angers taught everyone another truth: the ultimate power and speed combined with thousands of tempered moves is overwhelming destructive power!

"I lost." Shen Zifan said this frankly, without any frustration or dissatisfaction. He knew that he would lose, and he knew before the battle began.

However, in his eyes, this old man who looks perfect is not invincible. It is just that it is difficult to defeat him. It is as difficult as climbing to the sky, but it is not a dead end.

"I lost, but not a crushing defeat." Angers said, and everyone was puzzled.

Until the principal raised the bamboo knife he used to fight and placed it under the headlight.

Caesar and Chu Zihang in the crowd frowned. They first observed that a small broken gap and a crack appeared on the principal's originally smooth bamboo knife, which was the trace left by Shen Zifan!

"Faced with my speed, there is room for counterattack, and I made a gap in my offensive. You are very good." Angers added halfway through the speech: "Not bad. From the perspective of students, you are very strong. You definitely did not disappoint the S-rated rating I gave you."

"The principal has not done his best, but I have tried my best to break a gap. There is still a 100,000-mile journey to completely disintegrate the principal's offensive." Shen Zifan returned half of the bamboo knife in his hand to its original position.

"You haven't done your best, either." Anger smiled.

"No, Principal, I have indeed done my best." Shen Zifan said sincerely.

"If we only use the bamboo knife and do our best, then I think we should not kill the dragon. The bamboo knife cannot slash the thick scales of those big guys." Anger smiled even more.

"What does the principal mean?" Shen Zifan asked.

"Use your weapon, otherwise we will feel very sorry," Angers said.

"Advantage weapon..." Shen Zifan subconsciously glanced at the big black umbrella in the corner.

"It's it, you should be familiar with it, right? Of course you know I'm not talking about the scabbard part of it," Angers said.

"Are the principal sure?" Shen Zifan asked again.

"Are you doubting my level?" Anger asked half-jokingly.

"I understand." Shen Zifan picked up the black umbrella and walked to Angers with solemn steps.

Anger took out a small folding knife from his cuff, which shone with a slightly cold light.

Before everyone could be surprised that the principal actually gave a try and such a serious attitude, Chu Zihang, who looked at Shen Zifan, suddenly looked like he suddenly realized.
Chapter completed!