One person: Brother Wang Ye, I leveled up by rebelling!

Chapter 123: In terms of numbers, I am indeed second to none

In a corner of a town in Hokkaido, walking through an alley, you can see lush green plants, quaint stone walls, and a building inside.

The Japanese-style architecture that incorporates the architectural style of the Tang Dynasty seems quite familiar to Zhong Xiao and others. However, compared to our bland style, the Japanese people really know how to enjoy life.

The landscaping is very well done, with rockery, green plants and flowing water.

Chen Mulin walked in front and spoke a few words in Japanese, and the person in charge of the place agreed to let Zhong Xiao and others visit.

We entered the venue, took off our shoes and stepped on the tatami. The training ground was spacious and clean, but unfortunately there were not many people. Those wearing protective clothing and holding bamboo swords looked mostly children.

It seems that this place is more like a children's interest development class than a Taoist temple. At a glance, they are all ordinary children who have not even cultivated Qi.

"You guys take a rest first, and remember not to move around. I'll be back soon."

Chen Mulin arranged Zhong Xiao and Wang Zhenqiu to the rest room, and then said that she was going to meet her old friend in the island country.

"Old Ding said he went to challenge the master, but we haven't seen him yet." Wang Zhenqiu was swinging the bamboo sword he had just secretly stolen in the air.

"It's obvious that this restaurant is a holiday interest class for teenagers. Even the teachers who teach swordsmanship are very young, with little Qi in their bodies. Old Ding will not target such a place." Zhong Xiao snatched the bamboo sword from Wang Zhenqiu's hand. He didn't know if this guy was a pickpocket before. How could he take things without anyone noticing?

Fortunately, the dojo of Chen Mulin's old friend's family is mainly for children and does not have much force, otherwise Ding Shiman would have kicked the dojo out right away, which would have been very embarrassing.

After telling Wang Zhenqiu to stay still, Zhong Xiao went out again, holding the wooden sword. On one side of the gym, there were rows of neatly arranged bamboo swords and protective gear. This sword should have come from there as well.

He bent down and put the wooden sword into the pile of swords. At this time, a guy in a white kendo uniform came over. He was very tall, a rare big guy among the children.

"Ah?"

He took off the helmet of his protective suit made of wire mesh and leather, revealing a lively smile unique to the Neon male protagonist.

"あなたを见たことがない!"

"あなたは新しく Dojo に来たのですか?"

"Practice your palm now, practice your fortune-telling skills, and practice your fortune-telling skills, and how can you practice your fortune-telling skills?"

... Zhong Xiao was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, and looked around. It seemed that there was no one else talking, only him.

But how could he understand Japanese?

[Ding! Report to the host, the three sentences he said are:]

【I've never seen you before! 】

【Are you new to the dojo? 】

[I'm worried about not having a sparring partner. Do you want to have a competition? ]

Zhong Xiao: 6
You are really a Swiss Army knife, it even has a translation function.

Since he understood what it meant, Zhong Xiao could answer. He shook his head to deny it and said, "I can't speak Japanese", meaning I can't speak Japanese. This would save a lot of trouble.

Zhong Xiao wanted to end the communication like this, but the great system Lao Deng obviously didn't think so.

[Ding! Release the lv.1 special mission "The Ancestor of Kendo"! ]

[The origin of the island country's kendo can be traced back to the introduction of Chinese swordsmanship during the Sui and Tang dynasties. In the course of its historical development, kendo has also been deeply influenced by Chinese culture, philosophy and martial arts! ]

[The prototype of the famous island country's samurai sword is generally believed to be the Chinese Tang sword! 】

[Faced with the challenge of the swordsman from the island nation, how can the host refuse? He must be fucked! Let him know who is the ancestor of kendo! ]

[Quest Reward: Invisibility (Minor Achievement)]...

Zhong Xiao sighed.

I could tell from the moment you asked me to blow up the Jingcheng Sacred Toilet on the plane that you are definitely an angry young man!

He's a pretty cool guy, but you force me to beat him up.

The invisibility skill rewarded by this mission is also a trick that will help me prepare for blowing up the God's toilet.

However, since you are so generous...it's not impossible for me to lend a little effort.

Zhong Xiao suddenly called out to the sunny boy from the island country who had already turned around, and said that he could "battle" with him.

The Asian island boy was very surprised, but gladly accepted it. After being in the gym for so long, he finally had someone to practice with!

After the news of the confirmed competition got out, the children were the happiest and sat down to support their big brother.

Zhong Xiao put on the protective suit awkwardly, but later he took it off because he felt the helmet was blocking his vision.

When the young man from the island country saw that Zhong Xiao was not wearing a helmet, he took it off himself.

"...Gong-chan is quite energetic."

Zhong Xiao complained and raised the wooden sword in his hand.

"Private and enter the river Ryoma です, どうぞよろしくお愿いいたします."

My name is Ryoma Irie. Please give me your guidance.

After the system finished translating for Zhong Xiao, Zhong Xiao couldn't help but sigh that this kid's name is quite big, actually called Ryoma, why don't you just call him Miyamoto Musashi?
Looking up at Ryoma Irie opposite him, his eyes were bright and reflected a magical luster through the sunlight.

This undoubtedly startled Zhong Xiao for a moment. His eyes were similar to those of Ding Shiman when he used the method of inner observation. It seemed that they were using similar skills to enhance the ability to "see through", which was indeed very suitable for sword moves.

"I didn't expect that there would actually be a strange person in the children's training class. I guess he wanted to compete with me because he could tell from his eyes that I am also a strange person..."

Zhong Xiao pondered this in his mind. Although the island nation's Qi training method was borrowed from China, it was slightly different after a long period of self-evolution. Zhong Xiao had never practiced any visual skills, so he thought that there were no extraordinary people in this gym, which was a bit of a misjudgment.

In addition to being able to see through things, Irie Ryoma's eyes are also somewhat similar to the instruments used to measure combat power in Dragon Ball Force, and can roughly estimate a person's abilities based on their physical strength and the quality of their internal energy.

However, this measurement has an upper limit, just like a weight scale. Once the upper limit is exceeded, it will not be able to move upward.

In the eyes of everyone Irie had seen, only his grandfather had reached the upper limit of measurement. Even the so-called swordsmanship masters he had seen did not have such strength. They were just empty talkers with a great reputation.

Even those dying sword masters could not reach the upper limit of Irie's vision, but the Chinese man in front of him looked to be only in his 20s. Such a young man had reached the upper limit of his vision just like his grandfather!

...Today, please forgive me for giving you some advice!

"What kind of power is this that can exceed the measurement of my eyes!"

Irie was full of fighting spirit.

Looking at Zhong Xiao again, he scratched his head in confusion.

"More power than the eye can measure?"

If you compare numbers, then I am indeed second to none.

(End of this chapter)