People in the Dragon Clan, Just Became a Magical Girl

"That's not the most important thing. After buying it, I felt that I couldn't buy it for nothing, so I used it, but there was a small firecracker on the door chain."

The corners of Caesar and Chu Zihang's mouths twitched and their brows frowned.

"At two o'clock in the middle of the night, we were woken up on the spot! Do you know how much psychological damage this would do to a person who was sleeping soundly at two o'clock in the middle of the night!"

Caesar:"…………"

Chu Zihang: "..."

At this moment, Nuonuo looked very happy, and showed off to Susie beside him, "Look, girl, I told you that the night will not be easy. For anything involving Chen Mo, just follow him."

"Why are you so sure that you profiled him?"

"I only profiled a little bit."

"what?"

"No matter what he does, Chen Mo will not let himself suffer. Even if he suffers, he will make others suffer even more, so as to make himself appear less disadvantaged."

Susie: "..."

Chapter 25 Are You Sure This Is A Praise

The physical education class in the college teaches fighting skills such as self-defense, which is compulsory, while the fighting class of cold weapons has always been a tepid elective course in the school.

Now is the era of hot weapons. If there is no strong physical body, students will not choose to engage in close combat with enemies like Deadpool.

The strength and speed are not as good as the other party, if it is a dead waiter, the scales are as hard as iron.

According to the interaction of forces, if you hit it yourself, let alone whether you can break the defense, your hands will definitely break the skin.

Let alone holding a weapon.

However, because of yesterday's bet, the Kendo Gym was packed with people, and there were no seats left.The teacher who taught this course, Yagyu Yixin, was at a loss.

I really didn't expect that there would be a day when my small kendo gym would be crushed by the students.

In the toilet of the Kendo Hall, Anger walked in and said to Chen Mo who was wearing the leather case of the panda Po's doll: "Remember to keep your hands today, if your strength is too extraordinary, hundreds of pairs of eyes will see I can't hold it down either."

He had a rough idea about Chen Mo's strength.

Maybe he could hurt Chen Mo by turning on Time Zero, but the rest of them couldn't keep up with his speed at all, not to mention that he still had a terrifying power.

If he didn't wear a small skirt, people would believe that he was a dragon king in human form.

"I'll try my best. If I really can't hold it down, just say that I'm a descendant of the White King. After all, there are super hybrids in the Japanese branch."

Ange's silver-gray eyes flashed a trace of caution, "How do you know about the Japanese branch?"

"Hey, I know most of the things in this world. But don't worry, Lu Mingfei and I are on your side, and my goal is also the Dragon King."

Only by bringing down the King of Bronze and Fire can they start the next chapter.What the next chapter is he doesn't know, but it's likely to be the next world quest.

Chen Mo's journey is the sea of ​​stars, how can he be bound by a world.

But now, according to Fingel's gossip, the academy doesn't seem to have obtained Constantine's dragon cocoon from the Three Gorges side, so it will be a bit difficult to end the King of Bronze and Fire.

Ange's eyes flickered, as if he was considering Chen Mo's words, or maybe he was thinking about the origin of the other party.

After putting on everything, Chen Mo said: "All eyes are on me, I have something to announce, I am Chen Mo."

The light is roaring.

Light is hustle and bustle.

After the light, Magical Girl PINK and Panda Po appeared.

Staring at Chen Mo who was too funny, Ange rubbed his eyebrows, as if he couldn't accept the reality, "No matter how you look at it, you are too... nonsense!"

Ever since he learned what kind of group magical girls are, Angers' world view has collapsed, just like knowing the history of the dragon clan back then.

"Sturdy life without explanation."

Chen Mo went out and went straight to the Kendo Hall. The Kendo Hall at this time was assigned as the control room at that time, with people from the Student Union on one side and people from the Lionheart Club on the other.

Those sitting in the first row should be the main players of both sides.

The principal became the referee of the game, which shows how much he attaches importance to this game.

Caesar and Chu Zihang saw Chen Mo's attire, and the latter said, "You want to compete with us like this?"

"Like your Murasame, Caesar's Dikrado, this coat is my companion."

Chen Mo waved his hand and said arrogantly: "But it's not important, which one of you will come up first to lead the death."

"Damn it, it's so deceiving! I'll come first!"

An elite of the student union stood up, picked up the bamboo knife on the side, bowed slightly, and said: "Student union, head of the Kendo department, Miyamoto Jiro, come on."

Chen Mo clasped his fists in both hands, and made a standard Chinese clasping salute, "Chen Mo, please advise."

It's just a small day... a Japanese player who has a good life, this game doesn't need skills.

"Remember, when you confirm that the opponent has no power to fight back, remember to withdraw your strength, and I will judge who wins and who loses." Anger said.

"clear."

"clear."

"Game start!"

Miyamoto Jiro put on a straight-eyed stance of the standard Japanese swordsmanship, then raised the sword above his head with both hands, a ray of light shot out from his eyes, and his figure was like a falcon, aiming at the prey and rushing down.

Chen Mo held two bamboo knives loosely, and easily dodged the opponent's attack.

Seeing this, Jiro Miyamoto quickly changed his angle, swinging the slash from bottom to top, like a flash of silver light.

"Good swordsmanship!" Angre praised in his heart.

Caesar in the stands was a little puzzled, "Why does it feel different from Chu Zihang's moves?"

In Caesar's eyes, Chu Zihang is the only rival in the entire academy who can equal him. If you study Chu Zihang's sword skills thoroughly, you can understand Japanese swords.

But now...he couldn't accurately predict Miyamoto Jiro's attack.

He didn't know that the swordsmanship of the rival Chu Zihang he was talking about came from the 3600 yuan kendo class in the Children's Palace.

Chu Zihang was staring at the two people in the battle intently at this time. His Japanese swordsmanship was all he figured out by himself, and now there is a ready-made display, so he just happened to observe it.

"Why hide, are you afraid?"

Miyamoto Jiro once again swung out a sword technique called Hozoin Kasaw Sword.

This is the sword technique created by the monks in the Warring States Period in Japan. They wear long robes and cassocks to cover the weapons underneath, so that the enemy cannot judge the technique and movement of holding the sword under the cassocks, nor can they judge the direction of the slash.

The cassock knife is called "the assassin's knife of monks", and it was abandoned when Yinrong Baozangyuan, a famous spear master, was in charge of the temple.Today only certain schools of fencing with "vile" names still retain the use of the cassock knife.

Miyamoto Jiro has his own pride and honor in swordsmanship, so he would not use this "despicable" sword technique in normal battles, but facing a despicable villain like Chen Mo, he chose to use despicableness to defeat despicableness.

But he never expected that Chen Mo moved, and his starting speed reached the point where he could leave a little afterimage.

Feeling the sharp piercing sound behind him, Miyamoto Jiro hastily put the bamboo knife behind him to block.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Miyamoto Jiro felt that he was hit by a fast-moving electric car, and there was a burning pain from his back. At the same time, he staggered for dozens of steps before stopping.

"Since your surname is Miyamoto, you should know what Miyamoto Musashi's so-called Nitian First Class is."

"What do you want to say?"

Miyamoto Jiro's face was livid, he wanted to teach himself a lesson?

"Although Ertian Yiliu has some subtleties, the core of him is his strength. If you play around, I will break it with a single sword. To put it bluntly, it is to crush the opponent with absolute strength and speed, and slash indiscriminately." .”

"What nonsense are you talking about! I'm not allowed to insult Ertian first-rate with you!"

Miyamoto Jiro stepped on the gaudy pace that Chen Mo didn't know, and attacked quickly. He slowly raised his arm, and immediately slashed down at the previous position of Miyamoto Jiro.

hum!

The sharp air current was accompanied by a humming sound, and a wave of air was rolled up, which blew up Miyamoto Jiro's clothes, and shocked this swordsman.

Seeing that Miyamoto Jiro didn't move for a while, Ange said, "The match is over, the winner is Chen Mo."

Anger looked at the panda doll, "Chen Mo, do you know Ertian Liuliu before?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it, it's just a blind BB."

"You don't need to be modest, although it's one-sided, but the essence of Nitian's first class is exactly as you said." Anger clapped his hands, waking Miyamoto Jiro who was in shock, "Okay young man, your sword practice is very good, but you are still There is a lot of room for improvement.”

After receiving the praise from Principal Angers, Jiro Miyamoto looked excited, "Thank you for the compliment, Principal."

It is a very rare thing to be appreciated by the headmaster, and for this alone, his match is worth it.

But unfortunately, Chen Mo was beside him.

"Are you sure this is a compliment? A lot of room for improvement means that you are very good, and there is too much room for improvement. Which student with a perfect score has room for improvement?"

"........."

Immediately, the scene turned cold, and unfriendly eyes fell on the panda "A Bao".

Chapter 26 Fighting Chu Zihang

"Next, who is the next hero?"

Miyamoto Jiro belonged to the student union, and this time it was the Lionheart Club members' turn to play. Since the challenge was obviously a wheel battle, there was no need to give Chen Mo time to rest.

On the side of the Lionheart Club, Lancelot was about to get up, but Chu Zihang took the first step.

"President, you..."

"Nothing, I'll go first."

In the original plan, he and Caesar were supposed to lead the battle, but Jiro Miyamoto couldn't bear Chen Mo's provocation, and jumped out angrily, disrupting their plan somewhat.

Caesar didn't know why he didn't stop it.

He doesn't need his own members to lead the battle for him, but instead he hopes that Chen Mo can reserve all his strength to fight against him, even if he loses badly.

After Chu Zihang and Chen Mo saluted, they made preparations.

Chu Zihang assumed the "right-eyed" posture in Japanese swordsmanship, but saw Chen Mo standing loosely not far away, frowning slightly, "Are you ready?"

"I have long been ready."

"I've never seen you in such a loose kendo posture."

Chen Mo said: "This is something left by our ancestors, how can it be loose?"

"Ancestor?!"

Everyone was shocked, could it be that Chen Mo is an ancient force in China?

Because of the acquisition of Chinese, some students have recently become obsessed with Huaxia fantasy novels. It seems that the ancient forces are regulars in it.

"May I ask which ancestor it is." Angers asked seriously.

"Sword Demon, Dugu seeks defeat! If there is no trick to win, there is a trick."

Immediately, a large group of Chinese students almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, Dugu seeks defeat?Why don't you just say you don't know anything.

But those foreign students who didn't know why took it seriously.

"Hearing the name is very powerful."

"Sword Demon?! What a domineering title."

"There is no trick to win, there is a trick, and the artistic conception is not comparable to mine. Master, definitely a master!"

"No wonder he dared to fight alone against the two organizations. It turns out he has kung fu."

The corner of Chu Zihang's mouth twitched. Although he didn't read the works of Mr. Jin, he still knew Dugu Qiubai's name.

Caesar asked Nuonuo, "Nonuo, do you know Dugu Qiubai? Both Chen Mo and you have the surname Chen. Could his ancestor be your ancestor?"

When Nuonuo heard this, his expression suddenly became very angry, "Caesar, what do you mean, although my family has a lot of scum like Chen Mo, but you are insulting me by classifying me and Chen Mo as one family? "

"Senior sister, your words are quite sharp." Lu Mingfei said shyly, and then explained to Caesar, "Dugu Qiubai was fabricated by a martial arts novelist, and it does not exist in reality."

"Fabricated?!" Caesar showed regret, "There is no trick to win, but there is a trick, so interesting, I wanted to ask for advice? It's a pity."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Caesar with a complicated expression, and whispered to Nuonuo who was beside him, "Senior Sister, your boyfriend is a bit... a middle-aged man."

"Used to it."