After finishing a day of classes, Chen Shuo went to the Kendo Club as promised to be Su Xiyan's practice partner.
The junior sisters of the Kendo Club were very thoughtful and brought protective gear for Chen Shuo, "Classmate, this is the protective gear I got for you."
Just as Chen Shuo was about to take the protective gear, a wooden sword suddenly appeared out of thin air between him and the junior sister.
Su Xiyan took off her helmet, wearing protective gear, with a wooden sword held horizontally between Chen Shuo and the junior sister. She said loudly, "Who allowed you to prepare protective gear for him?"
The junior sister blinked her innocent big eyes and answered, "Senior sister, every member of the Kendo Club has protective gear. Otherwise, it's easy to get injured."
Su Xiyan's eyes swept over Chen Shuo. "No, he doesn't need it."
"Don't do things on your own in the future."
The junior sister kept apologizing with her head down, "I'm sorry, senior sister! I'll pay attention next time! I'm sorry!"
Chen Shuo took the protective gear and put it on the long bench beside him, "Don't make it difficult for the little sister. Wearing protective gear while sparring with you means I already lost."
Everyone present: "..."
This guy really has no fear of death?
But this junior's performance last time was quite impressive.
Senior sister Su has really met her match this time.
The other members of the Kendo Club didn't know if they had been tortured too much by the stern Su Xiyan. At this moment, they all hoped Chen Shuo could continue winning today.
Su Xiyan neatened her hair efficiently into a ponytail, revealing her gorgeous face plainly in front of him.
It is said that the real test of a girl's looks is revealing her forehead.
Not only did Su Xiyan pass the test, she looked even more heroic and beautiful.
As expected, true beauties are perfect from head to toe.
Chen Shuo was reminded of Su Xiyan's feet last night when she deliberately provoked him by stepping on the bed, "From now on when we spar I won't wear protective gear either. Only the weak need protective gear since this isn't a formal competition."
The arrogant Su Xiyan took the bait. She threw down the wooden sword and went to the changing room.
As soon as Su Xiyan left, the other members of the Kendo Club immediately surrounded Chen Shuo and bombarded him with questions.
"Classmate, have you really never learned kendo before?"
"I heard you live with senior sister Su? Are you relatives? Distant cousins‽"
"What's senior sister Su's personality like in private?"
"Living with a beauty must be extremely blissful, right?"
"So envious! Let me live with senior sister Su for ten less years of my life!"
...
Chen Shuo was already tired of hearing these kinds of questions.
It was time to let them know about Su Xiyan's formidable side.
All the [negative impressions] of Su Xiyan floated up in Chen Shuo's mind. He was about to exhaust all his knowledge to portray her, adding embellishments.
But strangely, when it came to the tip of his tongue, he suddenly lost interest.
"She's actually... oh never mind, nothing much. Anyway she's still very beautiful as you normally see her."
Seeing Chen Shuo's exaggerated expression, the classmates thought they could dig up some insider gossip about Su Xiyan from him.
They didn't expect thunder but only a drop of rain without finding out anything.
Instantly everyone dispersed like scared birds and beasts.
Chen Shuo sat on the long bench, wondering why he suddenly lost interest in scheming against Su Xiyan.
A pair of feet wearing Kendo Club socks suddenly appeared in front of him.
Looking up along the kendo uniform, he saw Su Xiyan's unrivaled beautiful face.
Su Xiyan wore a loose kendo uniform with a belt tied around her slender waist.
Chen Shuo rubbed his eyes, thinking he saw wrong.
Because Su Xiyan's face seemed to have a smile?
Chen Shuo had concluded before: when Su Xiyan smiles, life and death are uncertain.
But the faint smile on her face now completely lacked killing intent.
Was it an illusion? When Chen Shuo looked again after rubbing his eyes, he found Su Xiyan really was smiling faintly.
She looked very satisfied, asking Chen Shuo, "Weren't you about to badmouth me just now? Why did you suddenly stop?"
At this moment, Chen Shuo strangely felt like he narrowly escaped death. Su Xiyan must have been eavesdropping from behind just now! Fortunately he didn't say anything bad about her.
If he had, he definitely wouldn't be standing here talking to her calmly now.
Cough cough!
Chen Shuo calmed his flustered heart and said, "I didn't mean anything else, don't overthink."
"I... I just feel that as men, we should be upright and not talk badly about women behind their backs."
"I say all criticisms directly to one's face and never sneakily."
Su Xiyan stepped forward curiously, "I'm right in front of you now. Say all the bad things you have to my face and let me hear them."
Chen Shuo: "..."
Su Xiyan was so close to Chen Shuo that he could almost feel her crispiness.
This damned pressure!
Although she didn't get a response from Chen Shuo, Su Xiyan looked quite happy.
Seeing senior sister Su's relaxed and cheerful expression, the other members of the Kendo Club also breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone knew the way for the Kendo Club to survive was if senior sister Su was in a good mood, only then would they have good days.
The atmosphere of the Kendo Club seemed more joyful than it had been for a long time.
Everyone sat cross-legged in a circle to watch Chen Shuo and Su Xiyan's practice session, hoping to learn more about sparring from these two.
Last time Chen Shuo hugged Su Xiyan's waist, but she was wearing thick protective gear then. Hugging with that on basically had no feeling.
Today Su Xiyan wasn't wearing protective gear.
Chen Shuo was very curious what it would feel like to intimately hug Su Xiyan's waist.
It wasn't that he was interested in her. He just wanted to try it out.
People always want to experience new things!
Chen Shuo was still looking for reasons to justify wanting to hug her waist when Su Xiyan's wooden sword fiercely struck his chest in a flash.
"Ah! That hurts! Are you really going all out?"
Chen Shuo covered his chest in pain, his face twisted.
It seemed Su Xiyan had long since seen through Chen Shuo's indecent thoughts.
She placed the wooden sword in front of Chen Shuo, "Put away your unrealistic ideas and concentrate on practice."
"Don't just keep evading. You should learn to take initiative and attack."
Since Su Xiyan gave the order, don't blame him for being impolite!
Chen Shuo casually grabbed a wooden sword from the rack nearby and launched his first ever active attack since starting practice.
He had zero kendo training and was completely freestyling.
The wooden sword in his hand struck at Su Xiyan's throat like a viper.
Su Xiyan turned her body gracefully and easily avoided it, causing the surrounding spectators to cheer excitedly and applaud.
"As expected of senior sister Su! Amazing!"
"Awesome! Cheers for senior sister Su!!"
Su Xiyan raised her sword hand and attacked!
Her speed was extremely fast! Her sword created afterimages from swinging so quickly.
But in front of her, Chen Shuo's figure had already disappeared.
What happened?
Without knowing when, Chen Shuo was already standing at Su Xiyan's side.
Su Xiyan attacked with all her might but hit only air.
Just like last time, due to momentum her body lost balance.
But this time, she only stumbled slightly before regaining her footing.
Seeing Su Xiyan about to lose her balance, Chen Shuo had already stretched out his hand to hug her waist.
But he could only watch with eyes wide as Su Xiyan steadied herself...
His outstretched hands froze awkwardly in midair, his toes curled in embarrassment.
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
