The physical education class in the college teaches fighting skills such as self-defense and is compulsory, while the cold weapon combat class has always been a tepid elective course in the school.

Now is the era of hot weapons. Without a strong physical body, students would never choose to engage in close combat with enemies like Deadpool.

Not to mention that his strength and speed are not as good as the other's, but if it's a Deadpool, his scales are as hard as iron.

According to the interaction of forces, if you hit it yourself, whether you can break the defense or not, your hand will definitely break the skin.

Not to mention holding a weapon.

However, because of yesterday's bet, the kendo hall was packed with people and every seat was packed. The teacher who taught this course, Isshin Yagyu, was a little at a loss.

I never expected that my small kendo gym would be overrun by students one day.

In the toilet of the kendo hall, Angre walked in and said to Chen Mo, who was wearing the leather case of Panda Po's toy: "Remember to keep your hands open today. If you show too extraordinary strength, hundreds of pairs of eyes will look at you."

I can't hold it down even if it's there."

He had an idea of ​​Chen Mo's strength.

Maybe he could hurt Chen Mo by turning on Time Zero, but the others couldn't keep up with his speed, not to mention that he still had a terrifying power.

If he didn't wear a small skirt, some people would believe him if he was the Dragon King in human form.

"I'll try my best. If I really can't suppress it, just say that I'm a descendant of the White King. After all, there are super hybrids in the Japanese branch."

Ange's silver-gray eyes flashed with caution, "How do you know about the Japanese branch?"

"Hey, I know most of the things in this world. But don't worry, Lu Mingfei and I are on your side, and my goal is also the Dragon King."

Only by letting the King of Bronze and Fire come to an end can they start the next chapter. He didn't know what the next chapter would be, but it was probably the next world quest.

Chen Mo's journey is like the stars and the sea, how can he be bound by one world?

But now according to Fingel's gossip, it seems that the academy has not obtained Constantine's dragon cocoon from the Three Gorges, so it will be a bit difficult to bring the King of Bronze and Fire to an end.

Ange's eyes flickered, as if he was considering Chen Mo's words, or maybe thinking about the other person's origins.

After putting everything on, Chen Mo said: "Everyone's eyes are on me. Let me announce something. I am Chen Mo."

The light is roaring.

The light is noisy.

After the light, the magical girl pink and the panda Po version appear.

Staring at Chen Mo who was too funny, Angre rubbed his brows, as if he couldn't accept the reality, "No matter how you look at it, this is too... nonsense!"

Ever since he learned what kind of group magical girls are, Angers worldview has collapsed a bit, just like when he learned about the history of the Dragon Clan.

"Sturdy life without explanation."

Chen Mo went on an expedition and went straight to the Kendo Hall. At this time, the Kendo Hall was just like the distribution in the control room at that time. On one side were people from the Student Union and on the other side were people from the Lion Heart Club.

Sitting in the first row should be the main players of both sides.

The principal became the referee of the game, which shows how seriously he attaches importance to this game.

When Caesar and Chu Zihang saw Chen Mo's dress, the latter said, "You want to compete with us like this?"

"Just like your Murasame, Caesar's Dictator, this coat is my companion."

Chen Mo waved his hand and said arrogantly: "But this is not important. Which of you will come up first to die?"

"Damn it, that's too much! I'll go first!"

One of the student union elites stood up, picked up the bamboo sword on the side, bowed slightly, and said: "Come in, Mr. Miyamoto Jiro, the head of the kendo department of the student union."

Chen Mo clasped his hands and made a standard Chinese fist clasping salute, "Chen Mo, please give me some advice."

Up next is Xiaori... a Japanese player who has a good life. This game does not require skills.

"Remember, when you confirm that the opponent has no power to fight back, remember to hold back, and I will judge who wins and who loses," Angers said.

"clear."

"clear."

"Game start!"

Jiro Miyamoto assumed a standard Japanese swordsman stance, and then held the sword in both hands above his head. A ray of light shot out from his eyes, and he looked like an eagle, aiming down at the prey quickly.

Chen Mo held two bamboo knives loosely and easily dodged the opponent's attack.

Seeing this, Miyamoto Jiro quickly changed his angle and slashed from bottom to top, like a flash of silver light.

"Not bad sword practice!" Anger praised in his heart.

Caesar in the stands was a little confused, "Why does it feel different from Chu Zihang's moves?"

In Caesar's eyes, Chu Zihang is the only one in the entire academy who can rival him on an equal footing. If you study Chu Zihang's sword skills thoroughly, you can understand Japanese swords.

But now...he couldn't accurately predict Miyamoto Jiro's attack.

He didn't know that the swordsmanship of Chu Zihang, his fierce rival, came from the 3,600 yuan kendo class of the Children's Palace.

Chu Zihang was staring at the two people in the battle intently at this time. His Japanese swordsmanship was all figured out by himself, and now that there was a ready-made display, he just happened to observe a few.

"Why are you hiding? Are you afraid?"

Miyamoto Jiro once again wielded a sword technique called Hohoin Kasaya Sword.

This is a sword technique created by monks during the Warring States Period in Japan. They wore robes and cassocks to cover the weapons underneath, so that the enemy could not judge the technique and movements of holding the sword under the cassocks, nor the direction of the slash.

The cassock sword was called the "assassination knife of the monks" and was abandoned when the famous spearman Hoouin Yinrong took charge of the temple. Today, only some swordsmanship schools with "despicable" names still retain the cassock.

How to use a knife.

Miyamoto Jiro has his own pride and honor in swordsmanship, so he would not use such "despicable" sword skills in normal battles, but when faced with Chen Mo, a despicable villain, he chose to use despicability to defeat despicability.

But he never expected that Chen Mo moved, and his starting speed reached the point where he could leave some afterimages.

Feeling the sharp sound of breaking through the air behind him, Miyamoto Jiro quickly put his bamboo sword behind him to block it.

Hearing a "bang" sound, Miyamoto Jiro felt like he was hit by a fast-moving electric car. He felt a burning pain in his back. At the same time, he staggered for dozens of steps before stopping.

"Since your surname is Miyamoto, you should know what Miyamoto Musashi calls the "Two Ten First Class"."

"What do you want to say?"

Miyamoto Jiro's face was ashen, he wanted to teach himself a lesson?

"Although Ertian Yiyi has some subtleties, his core point is his great strength. No matter how fancy you are, I will break it with one sword. To put it more ugly, it means crushing the opponent with absolute strength and speed, and slashing randomly.

.”

"What nonsense are you talking about! Don't insult Ertian Yiyi with you!"

Miyamoto Jiro stepped on the flashy steps that Chen Mo didn't know, and attacked quickly. He slowly raised his arm, and quickly slashed down at the position in front of Miyamoto Jiro.

Buzz!

The sharp air flow carried a buzzing sound, creating a wave of air that blew up Miyamoto Jiro's clothes and shocked the swordsman master.

Anger saw that Miyamoto Jiro didn't move for a long time, so he said: "The game is over, the winner is Chen Mo."

Ange looked at the panda doll and said, "Chen Mo, do you know anything about Ertian Yiyi?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it, I'm just blind."

"There's no need to be modest. Although it's one-sided, the essence of Niten's first class is indeed what you said." Angers clapped his hands and woke up Miyamoto Jiro who was in shock, "Okay, young man, your swordsmanship is very good, but you still have some problems."

There is a lot of room for improvement.”

After being praised by Principal Angers, Miyamoto Jiro looked excited and said, "Thank you Principal for the praise."

It is a very rare thing to be praised by the principal. For this reason alone, his game is worth it.

But it's a pity that Chen Mo is next to him.

"Are you sure this is a compliment? A lot of room for improvement means that you are very good and there is a lot of room for improvement. Which student with perfect scores have you seen who has room for improvement?"

"…………"
Chapter completed!