"I want to go back." A cold voice rang out in the training hall, carrying with it a trace of determination.
Tian Yu lowered her head as an amused smile appeared on her face. Yuechi Zhengkong had never been disobeyed by his own daughter before. He slammed his palm on the straw mat beside him and said, "This is where you should be!"
Sensing the inappropriateness of her words, Xun hesitated for a moment before saying word by word, "I want to go to Jianghai."
At this point, it seemed that there was no need for her to continue. If it was any other time, Yuechi Zhengkong would have taken out his sword and chopped his daughter in half. However, with Tian Yu here, he could not act recklessly.
With so many people around, he couldn't turn his head to look at Tian Yu's attitude. As such, he naturally couldn't see the mysterious smile on the other party's face. Taking a deep breath, he waved his hand to the side. "Capture her and lock her in the room. Don't let her leave!"
Although most of the people in the training hall were students, there were also a few guards to deal with unexpected situations. Most of these people were not outstanding enough in their studies, so they were unable to obtain high positions. Thus, they were only hired as thugs.
As Yuechi Zhengkong waved his hand, two men with long swords at their waists walked into the training hall and walked towards Xun who was kneeling on the ground.
At this moment, there were some who felt pity, some who despised, and some who took pleasure in Xun's misfortune.
However, when the two men were only three meters away from Xun, Xun placed her hands on her knees and stood up silently.
The two men paused for a moment, and the surroundings were filled with astonishment. Then, whispers could be heard. When receiving the teachings of the family head, one had to kneel. When receiving punishment, one had to be respectful. However, she actually stood up at this moment. This was equivalent to directly rebelling against the punishment.
If someone else did this, it would be equivalent to rebellion. Even if Xun was Yuechi Zhengkong's biological daughter, the repercussions would not be small. As expected, Yuechi Zhengkong shouted angrily, "What are you doing!?"
The two men approached from the left and right. They reached out to grab Xun's shoulders and said, "Miss Xun, please don't make things difficult for us."
"I'm sorry …"
Her voice was still cold and indifferent. When the two men quickly reached out to grab her, she retreated in a seemingly slow but actually fast manner. Then, without any warning, she threw out her hand. It was as simple as shaking someone's hand. With a gentle flick, two "crack" sounds, the two men's arms were dislocated. They covered their shoulders and retreated with pale faces.
The tense atmosphere only lasted for a moment before Yuechi Zhengkong said word by word, "Catch her!"
The next moment, the two men flew out in different directions. Xun turned around and walked towards the door not far away. The surrounding students stood up one after another.
Although Xun's fighting skills were not considered top-notch, they were still above average. Even if she had beaten the two of them, it was still better than her previous results. For a moment, not many people doubted her.
Buntaro signaled the people around him with his eyes. The first person rushed out, followed by the second. They either used wooden swords of different lengths or used their bare hands to surround Kaoru.
Tian Yu raised her head and stared innocently at the ceiling.
The figures intertwined.
The first person was pushed away by Xun while he was still in the air. However, the wooden sword had already fallen into Xun's hands. She suddenly lowered her body, and the two wooden swords that surrounded her swept the ends of her ponytail. The long sword in Xun's hand had already viciously struck the calf of the person in front of her. Amidst the screams, she rushed out and faced the person in front of her.
The scene was a mess for a moment.
More than ten figures intertwined in front of her. Xun relied on her nimble movements to dash left and right. More than ten people working together could not surround her. Instead, three or four people were hit in their vital points or joints by her counterattacks. They rolled on the ground and could no longer fight.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding spectators widened their eyes. Tian Yu had an innocent expression on her face that said, "This has nothing to do with me." However, Long Tangwei's eyes were wide open, and his thin lips were slightly open. Clearly, he had never thought that the woman who was his husband's fiancée in name would be so fierce.
Just now, Mumura Hiroki was still rubbing his shoulder that had just been dislocated. He had a look of realization on his face. "Wow, no wonder she could defeat me … So powerful. Is this Tornado Flash?
Could it be that Xun is learning the Flying Sword School … "
"You idiot!"
Long Tangwei rolled his eyes at him disdainfully. "That move just now was clearly the Nine Headed Dragon Flash, okay?!"
"But the Nine Headed Dragon Flash has nine moves."
"The last move is the main point … Hey, Zhengze, that move is very similar to the Nine Headed Dragon Flash, right?"
Tian Yu could not bear the humiliation of these two people who only knew how to read manga. She turned her head away and refused to answer.
"Look … He's admitting it!"
"…"
The wooden sword moved nimbly like a snake, fiercely striking the wrists of the two people who were pouncing at her. She leaned to the side and dodged a fierce kick from the left. At the same time, an attack from the other side came at her like lightning. She held the wooden sword in her left hand and used all her strength to block it. However, it was not just one slash that came at her at the same time. Three wooden swords came down like lightning, and Xun was sent flying two meters away. She rolled on the ground pathetically, but could only barely maintain a half-kneeling position.
Her left hand supported herself on the ground, and the wooden sword in her right hand swung behind her. The wooden sword made of thin and tough bamboo accurately struck the wrist of the person who was holding the sword. With a "pa" sound, a bone-piercing pain caused the person to be unable to hold his weapon. He clutched his wrist and staggered back, his face twisted.
Xun, who was in front of him, did not even look at him. Before everyone could surround her, she rushed in another direction.
The summer night when the heat had slightly subsided, the ancient dojo, the crisscrossing figures, the fiercely swung wooden sabers, the loud shouts and screams, the beautiful girls who ran, fought, and dodged with all their might, the cold faces, and the messy hair that flew in the air from time to time brushed against the lips or the side of the face, the moment when the enemy was repelled, or the moment when the enemy was hit, all of these seemed to be a picture scroll full of fierceness and beauty in its tranquility.
Hundreds of people were fighting against a girl who was supposed to be on their side. It was impossible for them to rush forward together. From time to time, some people were knocked down, and others joined in.
If it was Jiaming who was here, the wooden swords in the hands of these ninjas would not be more lethal than straw. However, Xun did not have that kind of overwhelming power at the moment. These specially trained ninjas were different from the group of rookies in the Sacred Heart College Martial Arts Club. Even though there were more than 20 people who only used physical skills to form a line of defense, it was difficult for Xun to break through and rush out of the door because there were more people around her constantly filling in.
All she could do was to keep breaking through and waiting for an opportunity to attack, not letting these people form an absolute encirclement. Soon after, more than 10 people were knocked down.
However, if Ye Lian or Minamoto No Yoritomo were here, they might be surprised to find that the cold feeling that Xun gave off during the battle was somewhat similar to Jian Suyan when she fought.
The number of people who were carried off the stage because they lost their ability to fight in 20 minutes gave everyone an indescribable feeling of shock. Xun's body seemed to have taken a few hits, and some even hit vital parts like her joints. However, it seemed that it did not affect her movements at all. She was still able to deal with the continuous attacks around her, running, and breaking out of the encirclement.
Some people looked at Fumitaro who was standing at the side of the field and subconsciously made a comparison between the two. However, the conclusion was obvious. Even if he was in a physical battle, it was impossible for him to achieve such a result. Unless it was the several elders and Masanori Amami who were sitting at the scene, perhaps only they could easily deal with a dozen or so people at the same time.
Taking a deep breath, Buntaro pulled out two short sticks that were approximately sixty centimeters long from his back and silently stepped into the circle. Using his companion's body as a cover, he walked forward. As a ninja who was known for being mysterious, it wasn't embarrassing for him to ambush someone, even in the current situation.
However, he had only taken two steps when Xun's indifferent gaze swept past him amidst the crisscrossing figures. At this moment, he suddenly understood that even after such a long battle, she was still able to grasp the changes in the situation.
After a slight pause, the next moment, he rushed towards Xun as fast as he could.
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Her body moved backwards to avoid two attacks. Her upper body subconsciously bent down, and a wooden saber slashed across the back of her head. Even she herself found it hard to understand how she avoided this attack. However, her body had already subconsciously rolled to the ground, and she threw herself forward. She passed through the weakest part of the encirclement in a flash, and the wooden saber struck a person's chest in the midst of the chaos.
Since the day she fought with Joseph on her birthday, this was the first time she had the feeling of 'inexplicably dodging all the attacks' and 'inexplicably hitting someone'. After that, the only person she fought was Jiaming, but in front of Jiaming, she still did not have much ability to resist.
The battle with Joseph told her that she had indeed become stronger, but it was still difficult for her to determine how strong she had become. However, after fighting with these familiar companions, she roughly understood what she was like a year ago, and what she was like now.
Their speed had slowed down, and their moves had become childish. Regardless of whether it was attacking or defending, they all appeared to be full of flaws. She could easily dodge one or two people's attacks. Even if there were many times when she could not dodge, she could still dodge purely based on intuition.
It turned out that when she had no ability to resist in front of Jiaming, when her arm joints were dislocated time and time again, when she was punched and kicked until the pain was unbearable, many of her reactions and feelings had already been imprinted in her heart. Even if it was meaningless in front of Jiaming, against these people, it was unknown how many levels higher.
Naturally, there were also times when she was truly unable to dodge. She was ruthlessly struck by the wooden saber. Although it was painful, compared to the battle with Jiaming, this kind of attack was nothing. Jiaming's seemingly simple punches and kicks, even if she used the most standard method to block them, the places where she was struck would still hurt to the bone marrow. Every time, she would be worried that her bones would be fractured, but under Jiaming's control, such a situation did not occur. Jiaming had never liked to break her bones. If he wanted to destroy her fighting strength, he would directly dislocate her shoulder joints.
Combat training with Jiaming was like that. Occasionally, she would be beaten. Of course, she could resist, although it was usually not very meaningful. After being beaten until she did not have much strength to struggle, he would stop. Not long after, Jiaming would beat her again. His beating did not hurt her muscles or bones, but it was painful. It was even more painful than the first time she had been beaten by Jiaming. But at most, she would recover by the next day.
Once, Jiaming joked that she was a Japanese girl with a talent for masochism. There were many things that could only be remembered after being beaten and beaten. Although she was beautiful enough now, perhaps she would become even more beautiful after being beaten a few times … She naturally knew that Jiaming was joking, but when he said that she was beautiful, she was somewhat happy.
Now, it seemed that he was right. In the process of being beaten, she had indeed remembered more things than she had imagined. At this moment, she even had a feeling that perhaps she had remembered these things because she was being beaten. But …
After repelling the attackers in front of her, she suddenly blocked Fumitaro's sneak attack from behind her. She felt a strong force, and her body flew into the crowd behind her. Countless scenes of fighting with Jiaming flashed through her mind. He was now shot. No matter what, she had to go back!
A dense wave of attacks came at her. She waved the wooden sword in her hand and forced most of them to retreat. However, there were still two wooden swords that landed on her body. The next moment, someone noticed that the wooden sword in Kaoru's hand had disappeared.
This was a good opportunity …
Fumitaro was indeed the most powerful member of the group. At this moment, with his efforts, he finally succeeded in forcing Kaoru into the encirclement. The next moment, everyone pounced on her one after another. Sparks flew in the air, and light and darkness intertwined in the dojo.
The wooden sword that Kaoru threw out hit the two fluorescent lights at the top of the dojo. With the sound of the electric sparks, everyone's vision was temporarily obstructed. Kaoru, who was surrounded by everyone, suddenly turned into an illusion.
From darkness to light — —
The two wooden swords broke. The first batch of people who rushed up were the first to fly out. At the same time, they blocked the people behind them. Kaoru's body appeared in front of everyone. She flew up and faced Fumitaro who was rushing over but couldn't stop in time.
In a hurry, he crossed his wooden sticks in front of him.
The next moment, the two wooden sticks broke into four pieces and flew away. With the huge momentum, Kaoru's punch broke through his defense and hit his face.
Fumitaro's body flew out and fell to the ground. Blood came out from his mouth and nose. He probably wouldn't be able to stand up for a while.
Witnessing this scene, Yuechi Masako stood up from his seat. His expression was filled with shock, surprise, and complicated emotions. The people behind temporarily stopped attacking. Mumura Hiroki and Long Tangwei opened their mouths wide. Then, they looked at each other. "Dragon Hammer Flash?" Although Kaoru didn't use a sword, it was obvious that the two of them had reached an agreement.
Tian Yu Masanori also stood up and clapped softly. "What a beautiful Ikari Sen Maboroshi …"
Kaoru also suffered a lot of injuries. Just now, she broke two wooden swords. The posture of her right leg was obviously a bit unnatural. Just now, her right fist was extremely fierce, like a god — — oh, it should be a goddess descending to the mortal world. At this moment, her hand was also injured. It was trembling slightly and bleeding.
With an indifferent expression, she still turned around with some difficulty and prepared to deal with the next attack.
Even if he only remembered this because he was beaten up, only he could … Compared to him, you guys …
… are nothing.
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