Chapter 15 It’s time for dinner again, brothers
After the training in the swordsmanship club ended, Ye Qingzhou got his wish and asked for food from Xu Lan.
Having received his martial arts meal in advance, Ye Qingzhou was in a very good mood. The smile on his face never stopped, and he was humming a pleasant tune while walking.
Huang Liwen was even more miserable. Not only did he get free martial arts meals for new students, he even had to stay and clean the venue after the swordsmanship club's activities.
Huang Liwen took a broom and reluctantly cleaned the swordsmanship club venue, his tone was angrily: "We are all freshmen who have just joined the swordsmanship club, why don't you have to work?"
"I am a peerless genius."
Ye Qingzhou carried the food box and smiled heartily when he looked at Huang Liwen, who was full of resentment but could only be helpless and furious.
Things like happiness are often derived from comparison.
Just when Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen were saying goodbye, a pleasant voice came from behind, like gurgling spring water, clear and sweet.
"Are you Ye Qingzhou?"
Ye Qingzhou looked back after hearing the words, and what came into view was Xu Yuebing's pretty face covered with frost, which was both angry and happy. She was obviously here to ask for punishment.
Damn it, it’s the school beauty Xu!
Huang Liwen, standing next to Ye Qingzhou, was so excited that he took the lead and said, "Hello, classmate Xu Yuebing, I am Huang Liwen from Class 7, Grade 2. I am 1.75 meters tall and weigh 62 kilograms. I am currently single."
"..."
Xu Yuebing's eyes swept across Huang Liwen's face coldly, not even staying on his face for half a second. His sharp gaze soon fell on Ye Qingzhou like a cold sword, with a hint of anger in his tone. Meaning: "You just said that I can't even catch your sword?"
At this time, the two of them were only three meters apart. Ye Qingzhou, who was standing downwind, had his nose twitching slightly and could even smell the girl's fragrance wafting from Xu Yuebing's body.
I have to say that I only changed the wrong name, not the wrong nickname.
The ice fairy in front of her is indeed full of fairy spirit. Her skin is as white as frost and snow, as pure as ice, and her beautiful face is like a hibiscus emerging from clear water. It is naturally carved, giving people a sense of purity and beauty.
After all, she is a stunning beauty in the world and deserves to be treated with tenderness.
Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Yuebing seriously, and his tone was rare and gentle: "If you think the truth is too ugly, I can speak more tactfully."
"You!"
Xu Yuebing's jade hand holding the hilt of the sword was exposed with veins, her pretty face had slanted eyebrows, and her teeth were clenched tightly.
She has never met a boy like Ye Qingzhou!
His words seemed to bring the dead to life from their graves.
"I'm not going to use my words. Just draw your sword. I want to see why you are so arrogant!"
Xu Yuebingsu pressed her sword with her hand, her words were filled with anger, and her sharp eyes wanted to poke several bloody holes in Ye Qingzhou's body.
As proud as she is, she will never allow anyone in this world to look down upon herself so much.
Ye Qingzhou blinked, his innocent eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement: "I'm just telling the truth, why am I so arrogant? And look at my whole body, where can I hide a sword? How can I pull it out?"
At this time, Ye Qingzhou was carrying a food box, obviously unarmed.
"Then borrow one, I can wait."
Xu Yuebing clenched the hilt of the sword, she would vent her anger no matter what today.
Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "Let's forget it. I have to use a sword against you. Isn't that a defeat without force? If you want to fight, hurry up. I have to rush home to eat. The food will not taste fresh when it is cold."
"You asked for it!"
Xu Yuebing, who was already angry, couldn't be polite to Ye Qingzhou when he heard Ye Qingzhou's arrogant words. He immediately drew his sword and slashed towards his left shoulder, but he never thought about taking Ye Qingzhou's life.
After all, it was just a dispute of words, not murder, but Xu Yuebing didn't mind teaching Ye Qingzhou a lesson and letting him suffer a little.
Zheng~
The famous sword was unsheathed, and the flying frost sword cut through the air as fast as a stream of light!
The distance of three meters came almost instantly.
But what surprised everyone was that Xu Yuebing's lightning-fast sword actually missed the target.
Ye Qingzhou just turned around and moved half a step, and avoided Xu Yuebing's attack by a hair's breadth. "Are you coming again?"
"You!"
The blow failed, Xu Yuebing refused to admit defeat, turned around and thrust straight with his sword, attacking Ye Qingzhou's left shoulder at a faster speed.
She doesn't believe this evil!
However, the sword still fell into the air. Ye Qingzhou turned around and moved half a step, and easily avoided Xu Yuebing's swift attack.
"It's your second sword, why don't you give up?"
Ye Qingzhou sighed, women with a competitive personality are the most troublesome.
The attack failed again. Xu Yuebing was not in a hurry to draw her sword this time. She was just very puzzled: "There is no reason. Your movements are obviously not as fast as mine. Why can you avoid my attack?"
Seeing that Xu Yuebing couldn't even tell the difference between the two, Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to patiently explain: "Have you heard of Chanjue?"
"Chanjue? What do you mean?"
"The so-called cicada awakening means that the cicada awakens before the autumn wind moves. I can predict your attack route in advance by observing your body movements and even sensing the changes in the air flow. So unless you are faster than me More than three times, otherwise you can’t even touch the corners of my clothes, do you understand?”
"I don't believe it!"
Xu Yuebing pursed her lips lightly and attacked Ye Qingzhou for the third time. This time she swung her sword across, trying to force Ye Qingzhou to retreat.
"Women who are messy are really not lovable."
Ye Qingzhou stood still in the face of the sweeping sword edge, and saw that his hand had landed on Xu Yuebing's jade-white wrist at some point.
The index finger pinched and clasped, and in an instant, it exerted hidden force, flicking Xu Yuebing's hand tendons, causing her right arm to go numb. The famous sword Feishuang in her palm suddenly changed hands and fell into Ye Qingzhou's hand.
Their weapons were taken away and they were completely defeated.
Xu Yuebing still didn't understand at this moment. She really couldn't catch Ye Qingzhou's sword. She was already defeated even before Ye Qingzhou even drew his sword.
"I lost."
Seeing Xu Yuebing bowing her head and admitting defeat, Ye Qingzhou nodded with satisfaction, pinched the tip of the sword, and wanted to return it to its original owner: "Hey, give the sword back to you."
When Xu Yuebing heard this, she pursed her lips and glared at Ye Qingzhou unwilling to admit defeat.
She did not reach out to take the sword: "I will leave the Feishuang Sword to you for safekeeping for now. One day, I will win it back from you."
"Huh?"
Ye Qingzhou scratched his head and just when he was about to say something, Xu Yuebing turned around and left with a decisive look on his face.
This scene made Huang Liwen, who had been watching the show for a long time, so excited that he dropped the broom on the spot, knelt down and hugged Ye Qingzhou's thigh hard: "My foster father, I want to learn this!"
"You want to learn from Cicada Jue? That's a bit difficult. With your qualifications, you won't be able to do it without ten or eight years of hard training."
When Huang Liwen heard that he would have to practice for ten or eight years, he immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No, I want to learn from my foster father how to pick up girls."
Seeing that his deskmate was so unmotivated, Ye Qingzhou was speechless: "Don't you want to become a powerful martial artist and dominate the world with a sword?"
"I don't want to."
"Then why did you shamelessly join the Kendo Club?"
"To pick up girls."
"..."
This bitch is really hopeless!
(End of chapter)