Chapter 7 Next, Watch My Show

"Thank you. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free." Xia Shang put the key in his pocket.

When the bell rang, Xia Shang deliberately stayed behind after others left the classroom.

"Teacher, I dropped my things. I'll look for them myself." He made up an excuse and asked the female teacher to leave first.

The female teacher didn't doubt it and walked out of the classroom.

After that, Xia Shang found two bottles of concentrated sulfuric acid in glass bottles in the glass cabinet. He checked and found that the glass bottles were of good quality and sealed. Unless the bottles were deliberately smashed, the sulfuric acid inside would not flow out.

With this thing, Xia Shang was more confident in killing the parasitic beast in one fell swoop.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was the time for Tokyo West High School to finish school. Xia Shang wore a coat and walked towards the direction of the Kendo Club.

The training ground of the Kendo Club was very large. At this time, many students were practicing with wooden swords. They were all wearing simple protective equipment to ensure that no one would be injured. However, when they were hit by wooden swords, they could still feel some pain.

"Mr. Xia." Yuji in the crowd saw Xia Shang at a glance.

"This is Xia Shang, my classmate, who just joined the Kendo Club today." Yuji introduced to the others.

"Welcome, welcome."

Others did not reject the new member Xia Shang, but instead welcomed him.

After greeting them one by one, Xia Shang took the initiative to walk aside and watch their practice.

"Does our Kendo Club only have wooden swords?" Xia Shang asked when he saw that everyone had wooden long swords in their hands.

"There are also iron swords, but we don't usually use those iron swords for training. Those swords are too heavy and can only be used in formal competitions."

Just as the two were talking, several tall students walked towards them.

The leading student had dyed yellow hair, and his eyes were full of disdain when he looked at Yuji and others. Their arrival suddenly brought the atmosphere to the freezing point. Xia Shang was a little puzzled, so he had to ask Yuji beside him softly.

Yuji obviously had a grudge against these guys, and gritted his teeth and said, "They are the guys in the third year of high school. The leader is called Aso Hirokichi. It is said that he knows gangsters outside the school. Usually, they like to select training targets from among us. Every time they train with them, they hit them hard."

"What's the matter? You didn't even say hello to the seniors when you saw them?"

Under the tyranny of Aso Yoshihiro, Yuji and others had to greet them humiliatingly.

Seeing this, Aso Yoshihiro laughed loudly, and the people around him also laughed, but soon they noticed that Xia Shang, who didn't speak, as a new face, actually ignored their words.

Aso Yoshihiro immediately narrowed his eyes and smiled hypocritically: "It seems that there are still people who don't recognize the status of our seniors."

"Just teach them a lesson. It has always been a tradition for the old to bully the newcomers in the Kendo Club."

The people standing next to him looked at Xia Shang with unkind eyes.

"Forget it, he just came to the Kendo Club, don't scare him away." Aso Yoshihiro patted the shoulder of the man who had just spoken.

Then, he selected a few people from the crowd as the training targets for today.

Among them was Yuji.

The students of the Kendo Club knew that Yuji and his group had a bad relationship with Aso Yoshihiro, a senior student. Every time they trained, someone would get injured, but the bad nature of human beings has always been indiscriminate. Seeing that there was something exciting to watch, they immediately gathered like a swarm of bees.

In the middle of the training ground surrounded by horizontal bars, two people were wearing protective gear. Compared with the tall and strong senior students, Yuji's companion looked much thinner, and from the posture of holding the sword, it can be seen that he was very nervous.

As expected, at the beginning of the training.

Yuji's side fell into passive defense, and in just a few minutes, he was chopped several times in succession.

Seeing this scene, Xia Shang, who was watching the game, shook his head silently. It was not that the guy in the third year of high school was very good at swordsmanship, but that Yuji's companion had no desire to win at all. He only knew how to defend blindly. If he continued like this, he would never win.

The result was the same as he expected.

Yuji's companion was hit by a sword behind his hand, and he let go of his hand painfully, causing the wooden sword in his hand to fall, ending the game.

The next few games were the same, all one-sided.

"It's my turn to play." Yuji clenched the long sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the training ground.

His opponent was Yoshihiro Aso. At this time, Yoshihiro Aso seemed very relaxed. He casually waved the wooden sword and mocked: "You juniors have really not made any progress. It's really disappointing. When I think about the future, you will take over our class, it's really incredible."

"Don't talk so much nonsense."

Yuji attacked first. His speed was very good. He came in front of Yoshihiro Aso with one step.

Unfortunately, this sword was blocked by Yoshihiro Aso.

It must be said that being the leader of the senior students in the Kendo Club does require some strength, of course, this is relative to Yuji and others.

After all, in Xia Shang's eyes, Aso Yoshihiro's swordsmanship can be said to be full of loopholes and difficult to look at directly.

"Too slow, didn't you eat?"

Aso Yoshihiro turned around and came to Yuji's side, and hit Yuji's left arm with a sword, which made him grit his teeth in pain.

"Still as reckless as before, Kendo is not something that reckless people can master."

Asou Yoshihiro was talking trash while dealing with Yuji. Yuji was obviously angry at this time. The veins on his forehead emerged, and he swung forward with force, making his swordsmanship, which was originally somewhat methodical, suddenly become messy.

Seeing Yuji lose his usual calmness, Asou Yoshihiro's mouth showed a bit of cunning, and then when Yuji's remaining strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated, he swung the wooden sword and slashed on the back of his hand. Yuji's hit part was immediately red and swollen.

"Give up, the gap between you and me cannot be made up by silently reciting some bond, friendship, and revenge in your heart."

Under Asou Yoshihiro's consecutive attacks, Yuji's figure was already shaky.

Even the referee on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

He walked directly to the center of the ring and announced Asou Yoshihiro's victory.

Aso Yoshihiro, who won the game, smiled and said to Yuji: "Sorry, what a coincidence, I won again this time."

Yuji endured the pain and walked off the ring. He lowered his head and whispered to Xia Shang: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, but one day, I will defeat him."

"You should take a rest first."

Xia Shang took the wooden sword from him, saw the scars on the other party's body, and shrugged.

"Next, watch my performance." As he said that, Xia Shang walked towards the ring with the sword.