No one really finds it difficult to hang up the phone, right?

Chapter 10
After the mech control class in the afternoon, after the instructor left, it was time for free training.

Swish swish!
Zhang Zhi performed the third set of basic saber techniques, and he was in full swing in the training room, causing the students who were training next to him to stare sideways.

He played once and then stopped.

No matter how much he exercises, he cannot improve his proficiency much because of the skills that are being hung up.

"Azhi, your sword skills are pretty good."

"When I was in class, I heard from the monitor that you killed a venomous black spider by yourself, why not practice together." Zhao Yue came over with a training knife.

"It's not good." Zhang Zhi raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it normal for classmates to practice duels?"

"If you don't dare, just pretend I didn't say it." Zhao Yue chuckled lightly and said lightly.

"Zhao Yue, if you really have nothing to do, come and practice with me." Yang Zhuang punched the sandbag in front of him, shook his neck, and walked over.

"Yang Zhuang, I just want to compete with Ah Zhi. If we finish the duel and I still have energy, it won't be too late for the two of us to practice against each other for a while."

When Zhao Yue saw Yang Zhuang approaching, a trace of fear flickered in his eyes.

Yang Zhuang was born with supernatural powers. In addition to hanging up the Sanyang exercise, he practiced the Hercules Fist in private. His shots were very fierce. If he was hit by Yang Zhuang, he would be injured even if he was wearing a protective gear.

Hearing this, Yang Zhuang's face darkened, he took a deep look at Zhao Yue, then came to Zhang Zhi's side, and said in a low voice: "This kid probably wants to take revenge on you because you let him pretend to be a failure in the morning. "

Zhang Zhi smiled, and said softly: "It's okay, I'll go over and practice with him."

Yang Zhuang knew that Zhang Zhi had made up his mind, so he reminded him in a low voice: "This guy's actual combat ability is not very strong. I'm afraid he has something to rely on if he comes to you now."

Zhang Zhi nodded: "I will be careful."

"Why, the two of you are not discussing to deal with me together." Zhao Yue chuckled.

"How come, I can do it alone."

Zhang Zhi shook the practice knife in his hand, signaling Zhao Yue to start.

Zhao Yue used the practice knife to play tricks, and walked over in a handsome posture.

When he was two meters away from Zhang Zhi, he suddenly accelerated forward, and the practice knife in his hand attacked Zhao Yue's abdomen at a very tricky angle.

Zhang Zhi's third set of basic saber skills has reached more than 70 proficiency, and he is about to break through the first level. He can see through Zhao Yue's attack trajectory at a glance, and uses the practice saber to challenge Zhao Yue's blade.

He had just touched the blade, but found that the force on the blade was weak. His heart moved, and he kicked his legs suddenly. Zhao jumped up and swiped the long blade upwards.

Zhizhi raised his head and dodged the attack. He threw out the long knife with his right hand, grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand in the air, and slashed Zhao Yue's neck with the practice knife.

"Fuck!"

Yang Zhuang exclaimed.

Half a month ago, he and Zhang Zhi were sparring, and Zhang Zhi's sword skills were still average.

Now not only can he avoid Zhao Yue's changing moves, but he can also change his left hand in an instant and hit the enemy.

"Azhi, you are so cool!"

"Handsome Zhi, he is indeed the best!"

"..."

The female voice next to him waved to Zhang Zhi, intending to attract Zhang Zhi's attention.

"Accepted!"

Hearing the shouts around him, Zhang Zhi twitched the corner of his mouth, retracted the practice knife, and cupped his hands at Zhao Yue.

He thought to himself, let me become mediocre now, I've had enough!
Zhang Zhi turned around and walked towards Yang Zhuang.

Zhao Yue didn't care about the red marks on his neck cut by Zhang Zhi with the practice knife, dissatisfaction flew in his eyes, and his face was even more blood red.

Obviously, under the eyes of his classmates, he was a little embarrassed to be killed by Zhang Zhi with two moves.

The embarrassment and anger in Zhao Yue's heart became more and more intense. Looking at Zhang Zhi's back, he took a sudden step, and chopped off Zhang Zhi's head with the practice knife in his hand.

"Azhi, be careful!" Yang Zhuang was facing Zhang Zhi, just seeing this scene, his face changed, and he rushed over quickly, while reminding loudly.

"what!"

"Get out of the way!"

"..."

The students nearby also spoke out.

Although the practice knife is not a real knife, if it is cut in the head with great force, it is very likely that it will be unconscious directly.

When Zhang Zhi was reminded by Yang Zhuang and others, he felt a strong wind behind him, he sideways dodged, and let Zhao Yue come over to practice the saber but failed.

Taking advantage of Zhao Yue's own inertia and falling down, he stretched out his palm and slapped Zhao Yue's face fiercely, without mercy.

Snapped!
Zhao Yue was slapped heavily, leaving a red palm print on his face.

He staggered, the pain on his face made him wake up, and when he realized what he had just done, he was ashamed and ran away quickly.

Several classmates who were close to Zhao Yue looked at each other and chased after them.

"Azhi, are you okay?"

Yang Zhuang came over and said with concern.

Zhang Zhi nodded: "I still..."

"Azhi, this is my light band-aid, it can treat skin trauma, you should use it first."

Yu Xiang quickly squeezed out from a group of girls, pushed Yang Zhuang away, and handed over the light band-aid with a gentle smile on his face.

What the hell!

Is this the benefit of being handsome? !

I'm so...

Yang Zhuang had ten thousand alpacas flying by in his heart.

"Okay... okay."

Zhang Zhi sighed and took it.

Yu Xiang's father and his father were comrades in arms. After his parents disappeared, Yu Xiang's father Yu Mingfeng often asked him to go to Yu Xiang's house for dinner.

Over time, the two became acquainted.

Zhang Zhi is so handsome, has a good temper, and has no bad habits. Yu Xiang is a girl, and after spending a long time with him, she naturally has a crush on him.

However, he didn't pay much attention.

Because Zhang Zhi had no parents ten years ago, since then, he has lived alone, and his temperament is much more mature than that of his peers.

He knew that when he went to college, very few of his classmates in high school could maintain their relationship.

University is a watershed, allowing students to gradually mature and recognize reality.

Zhang Zhi felt that after graduating from high school and Yu Xiang went to university, this kind of goodwill would slowly disappear with the passage of time.

He knew very well that he only regarded Yu Xiang as his younger sister and had no other thoughts.

"Then you and Yang Zhuang have a good workout. I'm going over there to train with other students." Yu Xiang waved his hand and left here in a skip.

"Ah Zhi, I really envy you!" Yang Zhuang put his arms around Zhang Zhi's shoulder and whispered.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"..."

A few male classmates walked over, with expressions of approval on their faces,
"OK OK!"

"Hurry up and train. It's only three months before the college entrance examination. If you haven't practiced a book of exercises to perfection, you won't be able to take the college entrance examination."

Seeing this, Zhang Zhi quickly ended the topic and started training nearby.

(End of this chapter)