Piao Tian Literature At Yandu University, Lin Fei was already in the first semester of his junior year.
On a lawn slope of the school.
Lin Fei stood on the grass.
The setting sun dyed the entire green-yellow lawn completely red.
The breeze blows, and there is no feeling of coolness. Instead, it feels warm.
The two big birds were slowly circling in the sky, like two black spots.
There is a small stone bench behind Lin Fei.
A young man with straight hair and a golden earring on his right ear was sitting leisurely on a stool, whistling and putting his hands in his trouser pockets.
"My lord, Lin You and the others have found the second sealing place. Aren't you going to take action?" the man said casually.
Lin Fei turned her face sideways and glanced at him.
This man¡¯s name is Xi Yueqing, he is the strongest member of the Yuehua Sword Sect who was resurrected from the sword canon. On the surface, he looks like he is no more than twenty years old. In fact, he is an old monster who has lived for more than thousands of years.
The Yuehua Sword Sect is the strongest sword sect in the small and medium planes where the Sword Code King Ting enters. And Xi Yueqing is said to have a combat effectiveness above mid-A level. It took Lin Fei a lot of time to solve it completely. After all, there is a gap between the strong men in the Sword Code and the strong men in the outside world. The fighting power of the strong swordsmen is generally much better than that of the strong men outside.
However, Xi Yueqing, who has returned to his old age, quite likes to pretend to be young. He even regards Yan Fei as an old guy who likes to pretend to be young just like him. He often has a confidant expression on his face and talks to Lin Fei more casually, not at all. A sense of awe for the sword master.
"What element is next?" Lin Fei said calmly, everything was developing as expected.
"It's metal." Xi Yueqing said lazily.
"Xiao You will be fine now. Not only me, but all the top strong men in this world will not allow anything to happen to her now." Lin Fei suddenly said something incomprehensible.
"Before she is completely unblocked, are you saying that no one will take the initiative to touch her?"
"yes."
Lin Fei turned around, stood on the slope, and looked into the distance.
From this angle, you can see the school road not far away. Boys and girls eating after class. That youthful and energetic atmosphere made Lin Fei feel calmer and calmer.
Everything. Everything in front of me was dyed bright red by the setting sun. On the contrary, it adds a touch of warmth to the campus.
The noisy voices of students and the crisp ringtone of bicycles. Intertwined together, it gives people a refreshing feeling.
Xi Yueqing raised her head in boredom and folded her hands behind her head. Look to the sky.
"Sir, although you are one of the most promising sword masters to master the three major sword realms so far, practicing swordsmanship does not require you to practice swordsmanship anytime, anywhere, all the time without rest, right? Life is tiring. Only by combining Yi and Yi can the efficiency be improved~~"
Lin Fei said nothing.
Since he completely calmed down and focused on understanding the sword realm, he has gradually become more taciturn. Continuously fight wildly in the sword canon every day. If your mind is damaged, you can go to the Kyoto headquarters of the sword club to practice some sword skills that can restore your mind and peace of mind. Then sit quietly. He constantly comprehends his own flaws and shortcomings, and constantly improves his swordsmanship based on the perfect sword intention passed down by Ning Que.
Gradually. Lin Fei's swordsmanship began to become extremely refined.
This surprised Xi Yueqing. Bian could make such progress in such a short period of time, which means that Lin Fei's talent has reached an astonishing level.
Only then did he realize that it turned out that only the sword canon was not enough. It had to be combined with Lin Fei's own talent to achieve such a terrifying progress speed.
Perfect sword intention, according to his calculations, his own words. It will take at least more than ten years to complete. But Lin Fei actually progressed to less than half in just a few months. This kind of contrast made Xi Yueqing feel it for the first time. Lin Fei is likely to become one of the strongest sword masters in the history of sword canon.
The two of them stood and sat on the slope. Until a couple slowly walked up to me and kissed me. Only then did the two choose to leave.
Walking on the campus road.
Lin Fei is in front. His face was calm.
Xi Yueqing was behind, with his hands behind his head and yawning from time to time.
"Are we going to the Swordsmanship Headquarters now?" Xi Yueqing asked boredly. "It's really boring Apart from practicing swordsmanship every day, there is no joy in life at all. Don't you think that playing games, reading novels, and then having a good sleep is the most enjoyable life?" ?¡±
"No, compared to others, sleeping is indeed the most comfortable. When you wake up, you will have delicious food and feel full.Go to sleep. This kind of life is the real paradise" Xi Yueqing looked longingly.
"You are talking about pigs"
Lin Fei glanced at him speechlessly.
"Pig? Are you talking about the kind of omnivorous mammal? It has a fat body, short limbs, a long snout and muzzle, edible meat, leather for tanning, fat body and short limbs, docile nature, strong adaptability, easy to raise and reproduce Fast, there are also colors such as black, white, red sauce or black and white flowers. They can be bred 5-12 months after birth, and the gestation period is about 4 months. The average life span is 20 years. That pig, one of the five domestic animals?"
Xi Yueqing recited the most classic textbook explanation in one breath.
"You talk a lot" Lin Fei turned away and stopped looking at him.
"Thank you for the compliment." Xi Yueqing has obviously watched too much anime recently, and his brain is a bit funny.
"Actuallydon't look at me being so sunny and outgoing on the outside, but actually I'm still very lonely and coquettish on the inside" Xi Yueqing said with a melancholy look on her face. "Ever since I read the novel written by Gu Long, I feel that the one who is most similar to me is the guy named Li Xunhuan. I think I have been trapped by love all my life"
Lin Fei has long been accustomed to the chatter of the guy behind him.
The two of them walked through the square one after another, mixed in with the flow of students, and left the school gate.
After turning a few blocks, the two got into a black Audi that was waiting for them.
Then he quickly drove towards Shueisha's headquarters.
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Soon, half an hour later, the car stopped.
Lin Fei changed her face, and the two of them got out of the car and were already at the gate of the headquarters building.
The two waiters took the initiative to bow and greet. The manager of the fencing club was already waiting in front of the gate.
Lin Fei walked up the stone steps in front of the gate. He suddenly stopped and turned his face slightly. Look to the right.
A silver car is slowly stopping over there.
A pair of cold eyes met Lin Fei's gaze through the glass.
The two looked at each other briefly.
Lin Fei calmly withdrew his gaze and walked into the head office surrounded by a group of people.
?Silver car interior.
A wrinkled white-haired old man sat calmly on his seat. On his knees lay a Japanese sword.
"Sasaki, did you see that young man?" The old man's Japanese had an old and ancient Tsugaru accent.
There were only two people in the car. The other person is a middle-aged man wearing silver-rimmed glasses. He has slanted broken hair and a thin face.
"That person is the rumored genius swordsman Yan Fei who is the hope for the rise of swordsmanship in the Chinese Swordsmanship Society." He adjusted his glasses and continued.
"The country of China has a vast land and abundant resources, but the people who grew up in it have low potential. And they don't know how to cherish everything they have. In a path like kendo that can only advance, it is unlikely that top swordsmen will emerge. It is probably because of the swordsmanship club. Propaganda, just find a guy to put on a show."
"You think so?" the old man asked lightly.
"kindness."
"Let's wait and see what happens."
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Lin Fei walked into the swordsmanship club headquarters building. Walk towards the elevator.
"Have you done everything I asked you to do?" He said calmly.
"Yes, the publicity has begun. As the largest kendo training organization in China, coupled with the support of Shueisha and the government, all conditions are ripe." The manager said respectfully.
Lin Fei lowered his eyes.
¡°Then, let¡¯s announce it.¡±
The manager and several people around him bowed and left.
Lin Fei and Xi Yueqing walked into the special elevator.
Through the elevator glass, you can see the outside scene.
A huge LCD screen is facing the building, playing a promotional video. It is about the popularization of knowledge about kendo. It also includes some great kendo video footage.
The elevator moved upwards quickly.
Lin Fei looked at the screen quietly.
"From today on, we will start clearing out Japanese kendo clubs across the country. Our kendo club is where we are, and there is no need for other kendo clubs to exist."
Xi Yueqing looked stern.
"yes."
"Starting tomorrow, the life-and-death contest will begin. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can go on stage and give it a try. I will personally take charge." A gray-white demon sword appeared in Lin Fei's hand, and wisps of black energy continued to escape from the sword.
"I will sit in the country of China and invite all the swordsmen in the world. I will become the strongest."
The demon sword vibrated slightly.
Ding! !Qingyue's sword sound suddenly sounded.
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Tokyo, Japan
??In a kendo guild hall.
In the corridor, a white-haired old man wearing wooden clogs suddenly changed his expression, and faintly heard a sword chant.
The fallen leaves are flying, and the ground is covered with withered yellow.
The sharpness in the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter.
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London, England
In a fencing field somewhere.
A fencer wearing black protective armor and holding a silver fencing sword stood quietly in the field.