Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

City Children's Palace, inside the Musashi Kendo Training Center.

Today there is no more childish shouting in the past, only a puddle of silence like stagnant water.

In the wide venue, there were no spectators, no cheers, only five figures.

The two men were holding bamboo swords and stood facing each other in the center of the field. Their eyes were staring at each other without any deviation. The posture of holding the sword with both hands was simply carved out of the same mold.

On the left side of the field was Jiang Shouyun, who was not wearing protective gear, while the face of the man on the right was completely covered by protective gear.

But from the curves of the figure that cannot be concealed by thick clothes, one can easily tell the gender of the person facing him.

"Huh~"

On the edge of the field, the middle-aged coach took a sip of tea and then gently placed it on the table with a crisp sound.

Just like the duel between swordsmen in the movie.

Often when a gust of wind blows and a cherry blossom falls, a wisp of blood flowers bloom.

In an instant, Jiang Shouyun held the bamboo sword in her hand, her body sank slightly, and the originally solid aura surged towards her like a tide.

The bamboo sword seemed to be no longer a practice sword, but a knife soaked in blood. You could even smell the strong smell of blood when breathing.

The girl on the right suddenly became tense, her pupils slightly dilated, but she still suppressed the fear of retreating.

The blue-green pupils were wide open, staring at his movements.

But even so, in an instant, she still felt like her eyes were blurred.

The figure in front of him seemed to have turned into a hazy shadow, a cold wind carrying dead leaves and blowing towards the lake.

Sharp, stinging, fast...

The bamboo sword was dyed with a thin golden halo by the sunlight shining through the window. Because the sword was swung so fast, only a golden afterimage could be seen.

But the girl felt a tingling sensation in her body.

This slash was a reverse cassock slash from the upper left shoulder to the lower right leg!

Almost out of instinct, the girl raised her bamboo sword and blocked it in front of her in an instant.

But the bamboo sword made a trembling scream, and this sword hit her right in the face.

Snapped!

As if her head had really been split open, the extremely real feeling of death made the girl's breathing stagnate, and her whole body froze in place.

"Oh, he is really a guy who doesn't know how to care about women."

The middle-aged coach shook his head and sighed, somewhat hating that iron cannot become steel.

"This is for her own good." The young man standing aside said in a cold voice, "If we are really in danger in the future, the mercy we show now will harm her."

Facing his serious explanation, the coach smiled helplessly.

This kid is fine with everything, but he feels too stuffy.

I don’t know what’s going on lately, but my temper is even colder than before.

"call!"

The girl took off her facial protection, the sun shone on her red cheeks, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cherry-red lips.

However, maybe because he was too impatient, his messy hair was sticking up.

She stretched out her hand to press it down, but those two bunches of stupid hair were very stubborn.

Until a palm gently pressed on the top of her head.

"great progress."

Jiang Shouyun smoothed her hair and chuckled: "Although I didn't react to the second knife, I was able to react intuitively to the first knife. It's pretty good to achieve this level in just one week."

"Really?"

Perhaps because of the sultry heat, Su Xiaoqiang's cheeks were slightly rosy.

She rubbed her forehead that had just been hit and muttered: "I feel that the gap between me and Senior Brother Shouyun is still huge."

I thought that after the relationship was confirmed, they would be like those lovers, lingering and lingering every day.

As a result, the reality is so cruel.

During this week, whenever she had time, she was dragged here by Senior Brother Shouyun, trained and beaten with a big and thick bamboo sword.

Fortunately, she is not a delicate girl.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoqiang puffed up his chest, suddenly feeling a little proud and feeling of accomplishment.

"You've only been practicing for a week and you want to compete with me?"

Jiang Shouyun raised his palm, knocked her on the head, and said angrily: "You have a pretty good idea, let's talk about it when we are tied with Zihang."

"Why don't you tell Lu Mingfei, I can already beat him."

Su Xiaoqiang held his little head and pursed his lips, looked at the boy holding a bamboo sword and snoring outside the court, and then glared at the facially paralyzed boy next to him.

"Okay, okay, it's pretty good. Let's take a rest first."

Seeing this, Jiang Shouyun shook his head with a smile, and then helped her take off her heavy protective gear.

The white Taoist uniform was soaked with sweat, revealing the girl's beautiful body.

Su Xiaoqiang didn't pay attention to this somewhat intimate gesture and just sat there cross-legged to rest. Jiang Shouyun got up and went to the sidelines to get her water and a towel.

But he saw the coach staring at him with a gossipy face.

"Comrade Xiao Jiang, please satisfy my curiosity."

He handed over a towel and water, and asked in an attentive tone: "Then how did the little girl turn your ice into a blanket? When did you confirm your relationship?"

"What image do I have in your eyes?" Jiang Shouyun took the things and said angrily: "I'm not a loveless robot, and I took the initiative to declare the relationship."

"Really or not?" The coach was obviously stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What step are you at?"

"...Uncle, she is only seventeen years old, what do you think I can do?"

"Answer me so seriously?"

The coach rubbed his chin and smiled thoughtfully: "It's true that a hero has a hard time being a beauty. At the beginning, someone said that he was not interested in falling in love and did not like to be fed by rich women."

"I was sincerely moved, how can I say I'm just eating soft food?" Jiang Shouyun retorted seriously.

The coach curled his lips and refused to comment, then asked casually: "If I remember correctly, the college entrance examination is about to take place. Which university are you and Zihang going to take?"

"With the results of the two of you, Tsinghua and Peking University are a bit too crazy to say it's trivial, but it's only average, right?"

Su Xiaoqiang and a certain bad boy paused in their movements and snoring, and then quietly pricked up their ears.

"Not sure." Jiang Shouyun didn't react at all. He handed the towel and water to Su Xiaoqiang and said in a calm tone, "Maybe he will go abroad to find a school."

Looking for a school abroad?

The coach was stunned for a moment, but soon figured it out.

In recent years, the trend of studying abroad has indeed become very popular. It is said that "returnees" who graduate from foreign universities are more popular than graduates from famous domestic universities.

With the status of "returnee", it is easy to be hired by large companies. Even if you don't return to China, you can stay outside and earn the "sword music" of foreigners.

Of course, the specific situation depends on the beholder and the wise.

"Yes, but I heard that IELTS and TOEFL are required, which I think will be very troublesome."

The coach glanced at the girl whose expression was unclear in the distance, and asked casually: "Besides, are you willing to let go of your new girlfriend and those little gangsters in the orphanage?"

I've been staying up late these days coding, until three or four o'clock every day (just look at my update time). I suddenly started having a headache today. Let's see if I can code out another chapter. Don't bother waiting tonight. , I'll try my best, if I can't figure it out, I'll owe you a chapter, private Marseille.