Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 11 He is the recyclable garbage among the garbage

Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, Fighting Center.

Although it is time to go home from school, it is still very lively here.

Due to the emergence of the secret realm of Dongtian, martial arts has become a popular trend in Dongji Country. Young students are striving to become martial artists, so domestic schools have set up fighting centers starting from high school, and various martial arts clubs registered in the fighting centers are also very popular among students.

Students who are interested in becoming martial artists will actively come to the fighting center to participate in club activities after school in order to grow and gain some practical experience.

There are quite a few registered clubs in the fighting center of No. 1 Middle School, as many as thirty-two. However, there are only four really powerful ones: the Miaodao Club, the Sanda Club, the Swordsmanship Club, and the Track and Field Club.

The leaders of the four major clubs in the No. 1 Middle School Fighting Center and the runner-up of the Sanda Club, these five people all have semi-professional-level strength, their level is far beyond that of ordinary students, and they are collectively known as the "Five Kings of Sword, Fist, Palm and Leg" in No. 1 Middle School.

In terms of club strength ranking, Miao Dao Club is undoubtedly the first, but in today's recruitment activity, the club with the largest queue is the Swordsmanship Club.

There is no way. Although the Miaodao Club is strong, it cannot compete with the beauties in the Sword Club!

At this time, the fencing club's venue was almost packed with students who came to register, and people were jostling for position.

Huang Liwen was sweating profusely as he squeezed through the crowd: "Hey, please make way."

"Don't push!"

"Fuck, who's pushing my butt from behind?"

"Where is the school beauty? I want to see her!"

The weather was already hot, and a group of young people full of vigor and vitality crowded together, making the venue as hot as a steamer. All kinds of sweat evaporated and mixed together, and the smell was simply unbearable.

But in order to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the school belle Xu Yuebing, Huang Liwen felt that this little difficulty was nothing.

Soon, with his persistent pushing and shoving, he finally managed to make his way through the crowd and stood at the front of the line.

At this time, a man and a woman were fighting with swords in the martial arts field.

The girl is naturally the white moonlight that all the boys in No. 1 Middle School admire the most, Xu Yuebing, the school beauty who is called the Ice Fairy by many people.

She has delicate and fair skin, exquisite and cool facial features, and a first-class figure and appearance. She is obviously the kind of "three good" student who is good-looking, has a good family background, and is good at studying. She is simply the most perfect image of a rich lady in everyone's mind.

At this moment, she held a sword in her hand, her moves were swift and sharp, her actions were bold and resolute, her graceful posture and extremely beautiful sword moves made the boys present intoxicated.

Even among the girls there are many of her fans, who scream and cheer from time to time.

Huang Liwen took out his phone and took photos excitedly: "I made the right decision to sign up for the swordsmanship club today! Ye Qingzhou has no idea what he missed!"

The boy who was fighting with Xu Yuebing was tall and handsome. He was the leader of the fencing club, the second of the five kings of the fighting center, and the senior student Lu Yifan, nicknamed "Flower Sword".

Facing Xu Yuebing's fierce attack, Lu Yifan responded calmly. His sword moves were sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes swift, and sometimes gentle. In just over ten breaths, he performed seven different sword techniques in succession. The changes were varied and unpredictable, which made people dazzled. This is the origin of his nickname "Flower Sword".

The two men fought back and forth with gorgeous sword moves, which was so exciting that the students around them all applauded and cheered loudly.

Huang Liwen was recording with his mobile phone, but out of the corner of his eye he noticed Ye Qingzhou following Xu Lan, walking slowly towards the guest seats.

"Damn it! Didn't Ye Qingzhou, that bastard, swear that he couldn't come? And why is he with Teacher Xu? And he's sitting in the guest seats. Ahhhh, this is not fair!"

When Huang Liwen thought about how he was squeezed and sweaty in the audience, while Ye Qingzhou was able to sit in the guest seat with his legs crossed, he felt so jealous that he almost broke free.

In the guest seats, Ye Qingzhou didn't notice Huang Liwen. After he entered the room, his eyes were focused on Lu Yifan and Xu Yuebing. After Xu Lan sat down, he saw that Ye Qingzhou was watching seriously, so he asked casually: "What do you think of their strength?"

Ye Qingzhou pinched his chin. Although he had a childish face, the words he spoke sounded mature.

"Xu Yuebing's sword moves are swift but lack variety. She looks like a flower grown in a greenhouse. She wields the sword beautifully and her moves are very standard. Unfortunately, she lacks actual combat experience. I don't think she can even block one of my swords."

"As for Lu Yifan, his sword moves are flexible and varied, and he has mastered many sword techniques. However, what he has learned is too complicated and not specialized enough, so he has not yet found his own sword path. If you want to become a true swordsman, the most important thing is to be able to improve the sword moves you have learned according to your own expertise and characteristics, so that the moves can perfectly fit you and bring out your own advantages and strengths. Otherwise, no matter how much you learn, it will be in vain."

Ye Qingzhou then pondered for a moment and told Xu Lan his judgment: "Well... he can probably take three of my swords, so he can barely be considered recyclable garbage."

"What nonsense!"

"Who are you? How dare you come here and act wild?"

"How dare you slander our Chief Lu? I think you deserve a beating!"

In the guest seats, before Xu Lan opened his mouth, many old members of the swordsmanship club who were watching the game nearby slammed the table and glared at Ye Qingzhou.

If Xu Lan hadn't been there, they would have rushed forward and taught Ye Qingzhou a lesson.

Facing the hostile gazes of the fencing club members, Ye Qingzhou remained calm and unmoved: "I am the peerless genius that Teacher Xu Lan specially invited back to revitalize the fencing club. I hope you will give me more guidance in the future."

"Our swordsmanship club is doing well. Do we need you to revive it? Ridiculous!"

"Draw your sword, I can teach you now!"

Zheng Zigang, the runner-up of the fencing club, angrily held the wooden sword and spoke with gritted teeth.

He has always worshipped Lu Yifan as an idol, so naturally he cannot tolerate anyone slandering or belittling Lu Yifan.

Ye Qingzhou glanced at him and immediately shook his head: "You? Forget it. It's fun to bully weaklings, but it's useless for improving my swordsmanship. If you want to fight me now, I'm afraid you'll have to practice for another ten years to have a 20% chance of winning."

Although Ye Qingzhou spoke the truth, the official members of the fencing club could not tolerate it. They were filled with righteous indignation and stood up with swords in hand.

"Fuck, that sounds crazy!"

"No, I can't help it. I want to draw my sword and kill him!"

"Don't be impulsive. Let me do it. I'm not afraid of being punished."

Xu Lan held her forehead. She felt her brain was numb, but she had to stand up to stop the conflict from breaking out: "Okay, everyone sit down."

Then she narrowed her beautiful eyes and glared at Ye Qingzhou fiercely: "If you can't speak, just be a mute!"

This person is not a talented person or a beautiful jade at all, it's simply a time bomb. I am really blind!
It's not that Xu Lan has poor psychological endurance, it's really that Ye Qingzhou is too prone to trouble. Less than three minutes after joining the fencing club, he has offended everyone in the club, giving Xu Lan a headache.

"His name is Ye Qingzhou. From now on, we are all members of the swordsmanship club. Please get along with each other for my sake."

After all, Xu Lan is the leader of the fencing club. Since she has spoken, although Zheng Zigang and others are unwilling, they can only swallow their anger for the time being.

At this time, the sword fighting competition that was a performance in the martial arts field had just ended, and the recruitment activity officially began.

(End of this chapter)