The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 81 You want revenge with such little strength?

Bang bang bang.

The fierce clash of bamboo swords echoed repeatedly in the empty dojo.

"Pay attention to your lower body and steps. Your steps should be fast and steady, and your center of gravity should be low!"

In the dojo, Emiya and Nono have both changed into training clothes and are practicing swordsmanship with their bamboo swords... Emiya is mainly helping Nono with his practice.

Before, after Emiya pulled Nono and made sure that he had successfully shaken off the tail following him, he turned two streets and found the "City Children's Palace".

Children's Palace is a term that has a sense of age to Emiya, and the word "Palace" in the name sounds like it has a hint of "high art". But when I walked in, I realized that this place had been restructured a long time ago, and its operating model relied on renting out the venue.

The large area of the city's Children's Palace is occupied by various interest training classes. It is the weekend now, and primary and middle school students are already gathered in groups indoors - most of them were forcibly sent in by their parents from the urban middle class to avoid playing games at home or outside.

At this time, the noise of the children surrounding their interest class teacher was a torture. When he first arrived, Emiya looked at an art teacher with sympathy, who was being tossed around by several jumping elementary school students with paint thrown all over the place.

Next to it is a big sign that reads "Bai Shi Landscape Painting Training Center". In addition, there are also "Sabah Belly Dance Training Center", "Nie Er Piano Training Center" and "Musashi Kendo Training Center".

Thinking of Nono's training, Emiya simply found the person in charge of the kendo class and rented a batch of training props and a spare dojo where no one would disturb them.

The person in charge was also a kendo teacher. He waved his hand and said that this was against the rules. Kendo practice was no joke. Danger and accidents could happen. He had to pay the tuition and agree on the class time first. Besides, the backup dojo had another class scheduled today...

In response, Emiya used his money ability, and then performed a "bamboo sword snatching" routine for the teacher to prove his strength.

So, this empty dojo was left to Emiya and Nono for use.

boom!
Nono first maintained a "both offensive and defensive" middle stance, then stomped on the floor, exerted force with his left hand, and coordinated with his right hand to control the bamboo sword. The tip of the bamboo sword quickly cut through the air, but was blocked by Emiya who turned sideways - in a posture full of flaws, with a casual wave of his hand, making a crisp sound.

The next second, Emiya saw that Nono's hand movements were out of coordination and needed to be adjusted, so he took the opportunity to deflect the bamboo sword and placed it on Nono's neck.

"Your pace is too slow. Your legs and feet must be as flexible as the sword in your hand. A true fight requires the comprehensive use of observation, pace, courage and strength. You cannot neglect any of these."

Emiya taught.

In fact, Nuonuo's kendo foundation is not bad. After all, she was once the most talented daughter of the Chen family. She learned everything quickly, including kendo and fighting. Nuonuo was also a good fighter in group fights when she was in school.

Too bad it's not good enough in front of Emiya.

Nono thought she was fully focused on the kendo fight, but no matter whether she chopped, slashed, swung or stabbed, and no matter at which angle, Emiya always let the tip of his sword drop carelessly to the ground first.

Wait until the moment when Nono is about to succeed, then counterattack accurately at the right time to win with one strike.

The "mind's eye" has been integrated into his body movements. Every prediction allows Emiya to know in advance the attack intention, attack location, and subsequent response of Nono's sword...

Like foreseeing the future?
No, it's still different. Old Tang's high-speed calculation relies on his senses to "see" the future and use his brain to analyze and judge the next response. Emiya only needs to rely on the instinct of his body's senses to capture information and react, without going through the process of "thinking".

"boom!"

Another clash of bamboo swords, a louder clash that echoed throughout the dojo. To her surprise, Nono discovered that her more powerful attack was blocked directly when Emiya lowered his eyes and relaxed his body.

"How did you do that? You clearly didn't pay attention to me!"

"Your offensive intentions are too obvious. The sound of your hands shaking before you start moving is too loud, your breathing is heavy, and your steps are too straight."

Emiya shook his head and put down the bamboo sword.

He saw Nuonuo breathing slightly, a few drops of sweat dripping from between her long tied hair, her loose kendo training suit rising and falling obviously with her heavy breathing, and a thin layer of sweat was soaking into the inner fabric under the outer training suit.

It’s really not that Nuonuo has poor physical strength, but the hot weather in this coastal city is really unbearable. The exaggerated humidity in the air continues to rise in this dojo with not very good ventilation conditions. It seems that one can feel the strong heat and moisture with every breath.

Nono stretched out her hand and pulled the white kendo robe that was about to be soaked with sweat outwards repeatedly. A large amount of air flowed through the gap at the chest to take away the heat and moisture. The waves caused by pulling the clothes also caused the cuffs and hakama to swing, outlining the girl's figure under her loose clothes.

In fact, formal kendo training requires wearing protective gear over the kendo training uniform. Nono disliked the protective gear in this dojo because it had a strange smell and was heavy. Practicing sword skills in it in this weather was simply torture, so he simply didn't wear it.

However, when Emiya saw Nuonuo's carefree behavior without paying attention to others, he couldn't help but frown, "... Didn't the Chen family have aristocratic etiquette class that taught manners?"

"Huh? Yes." Nuonuo didn't understand why he asked this.

"You didn't learn?"

"I learned it, but the content was boring and I never listened, so I basically never used it." Okay, that's very Nono.

"Then don't you think my kendo class is boring?"

Emiya originally felt a little sorry about Nono's idea of learning magic. If she chose to stay in the Zhou family, she could learn more, but if she insisted on following Emiya, she could only follow the same path as him.

"Not boring!" Nuonuo picked up the bamboo sword again, regrouped, and his eyes were firm and unwavering. "In order to be able to take revenge on that god, I have to learn to become stronger!"

She didn't want to stay in the Zhou family to learn knowledge and engage in academic research. What she needed was the strength and skills to fight, especially the strength and skills to defeat that god.

"Very good," Emiya was very excited to see Nono's answer, and was sure that this was the path she had chosen and she did not intend to regret it. He raised his arm and moved the tip of the sword to the right, making a "Ping Qingyan" posture.

"Don't stop, attack me!"

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"Senior Brother Chu!"

Chu Zihang went to the Musashi Kendo class at the City Children's Palace as usual. Just as he was about to change into his kendo uniform and put on protective gear, he heard the shouts of other students in the kendo class. The gist of the shouts was whether they wanted to practice together.

Chu Zihang frowned slightly. He hadn't practiced with others for a long time.

This is not because he has a cold and expressionless personality, because after getting to know him for a long time, you will know that he just has few expressions and few words, not lack of enthusiasm. The real reason is that few people in the kendo class can reach the level of practicing with him.

"There are so many people in the dojo today?"

Chu Zihang looked around and realized that the number of students in the kendo class was more than twice the usual number. The small place originally provided for him to study swordsmanship alone was already fully occupied. Looking around, almost everyone had to practice in teams.

A student quietly pointed at the teacher of the Musashi Kendo Hall and said, "I don't know, but someone saw a man and a woman come up to discuss something. They said they wanted to find a quiet place to practice sword alone. They also took out a black card. The teacher was so greedy for money that he sold the dojo next door!"

Another student retorted: "It was a temporary sublease! The teacher didn't agree at first, but the guy defeated the teacher with the bamboo sword with his bare hands!"

"That's called 'seizing a sword with bare hands'!"

The students gathered around Chu Zihang and chattered. Chu Zihang was very popular.

Because most people in the kendo class value kendo strength, and Chu Zihang is the strongest person in the class, even the teacher in charge of teaching kendo gradually couldn't beat him. Chu Zihang gradually developed the habit of finding a place to practice sword alone when he came to the dojo.

The students all said that Chu Zihang would definitely be the youngest kendo master to reach the eighth degree in the future. Some said the tenth degree, and some even said he would be a young swordsman. By that time, even the city TV station would come to the door of the training class and beg for a kendo exhibition match.

Little did he know that Chu Zihang had no interest in kendo ratings or anything like that.

The original reason he signed up for the kendo class was because a karate black belt in elementary school laughed at him because his parents were a remarried family.

Chu Zihang's biological father was a driver who could not make much money, which led to a hard life when he was a child. Later, his mother Su Xiaoyan remarried entrepreneur Lu Tianming, and he had the opportunity to live a good life and go to a good school.

But the black belt laughed at Chu Zihang's mother for selling her beauty and said that he was just the driver's son.

That was the gist of it, but in fact, what he said was quite unpleasant, and it was like he was scolding Chu Zihang's entire family.

At that time, Chu Zihang did not know kendo and could only endure the ridicule. In order to retaliate, he spent three years practicing kendo. Finally, at the elementary school graduation ceremony, he beat down the black belt who had ridiculed him many times with a bamboo sword.

After that, Chu Zihang continued to practice kendo diligently. It had nothing to do with revenge on anyone, but because he wanted to do his best in everything he did, whether it was academics, basketball, or kendo.

"I won't spar with you guys anymore. I'm going to go out for a walk."

Chu Zihang said something to the students in the kendo class and turned to leave.

He knew that with his level, he could only make other students get beaten, which would not do any good to others, and he was not good at giving instructions to others...

Chu Zihang turned a corner and subconsciously looked at the dojo next door. Sure enough, there was a man and a woman practicing kendo. They were not wearing protective gear, and they both had rare red hair on their heads. At first glance, they looked like a pair of siblings.

The girls’ kendo skills were superb, but when facing men, such as the children wielding toy swords, they were always defeated in a few moves.

"With such little strength, you still want revenge! Come again, attack me!"

Chu Zihang heard the red-haired man shouting, urging the other red-haired girl to stand up and attack him. So the girl got up stubbornly.

(End of this chapter)