Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at their destination – Nebula Sword Pavilion.
The Sword Pavilion was on the third floor of a commercial building. The space was very spacious, with wooden floors and many banners and slogans posted on the walls, promoting the way of swordsmanship, such as "Clear Heart and Sword Nature", "Restrain Self and Endure", "No Heart, No Thoughts, No Thoughts", and so on.
The little girl Su Bei insisted on coming up to take a look, otherwise Xiao Luo would have taken her directly to the amusement park.
Su Canye was like a little bee collecting pollen, running towards a woman who was sitting on the edge and watching the swordsmanship competition. He then flattered her in every possible way, nodding and bowing. He also took out the imported chocolate that he had secretly hidden in his pocket and gave it to her.
The woman didn't even have the desire to pay attention to him. Her pair of watery eyes were seriously focused on the swordsmanship competition in the center, as if she regarded him as air.
In the end, Su Canye had to turn back dejectedly. He opened the chocolate packaging and ate it by himself. Then he proudly showed off to Xiao Luo, "Did you see that? That's my girlfriend. Isn't she beautiful and sexy?"
"She's really beautiful."
Xiao Luo nodded. The woman had fair skin and exquisite facial features. Although she was sitting down, her figure was definitely not bad. That kind of proportion could be seen at a glance. He changed the topic and said, "But she's not your girlfriend, is she? I clearly saw her dislike you just now."
This kid always called himself a little master, which made him really uncomfortable, so he couldn't help but speak sarcastically. What he said was also true. People with discerning eyes could see at a glance that Su Canye was wishful thinking. The woman didn't look at Su Canye at all.
Su Canye's face immediately turned red like a pig's liver. He handed the rest of the chocolate to Su Bei, who was looking at him pitifully, and then argued to Xiao Luo, "Cold-faced man, you'll get beaten up easily if you talk like that. She's my girlfriend, but she hasn't agreed yet. But I firmly believe that she will agree sooner or later. Look at how beautiful she is. She has an oval face, peach blossom eyes, cherry lips, and a straight nose. She's so beautiful that I want to cry."
As he spoke, he was intoxicated in his own fantasy.
"Shallow!" Xiao Luo commented.
Su Canye waved his hand and said contemptuously, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. I'll give you a word of advice. Comrade, your ideological realm still needs to be improved. When you reach my level, come and talk to me about this issue."
Xiao Luo was the one who couldn't be bothered with him. His attention was naturally focused on the swordsmanship competition in the center of the field.
Both of them were wearing black kendo suits, which were very similar to Japanese samurai armor. They seemed to have some modifications made to the samurai armor. Their faces were protected by a net-like shield, and the weapons in their hands were not real swords, but wooden swords.
Their height and build were about the same, and they wore the same black Kendo uniform. People who were not familiar with them could only tell who they were by the words on their belts. One of them had the word "crane" on his belt, while the other had the word "fly" on his belt.
"Bang, bang, bang ~"
The two of them were engaged in a fierce confrontation, and the wooden swords in their hands collided in the air, making ear-splitting sounds.
The guy with the word "crane" on his belt was obviously stronger, or rather, he crushed his opponent with his strength. He attacked his opponent's face, hit his hand, hit his abdomen, stabbed his throat, swung his sword … and so on. He had forced his opponent to death several times and had to start over again. The LED scoreboard in the center showed a record of six to zero. The guy with the word "crane" on his belt had won six rounds.
"Good!!!"
Every time the opponent's body was hit, the spectating members of the Kendo Hall cheered loudly and applauded.
"Isn't it amazing?"
Su Canye said next to Xiao Luo, "This guy is amazing. His swordsmanship is already at the fifth stage. Apart from the Hall Master, his level is the highest. Every time he comes, he will show his skills in front of everyone and let people challenge him at will. Many people overestimated themselves and went up to fight with him, but the result was the same as this person now."
He had always been arrogant, but at this time, he was extremely cautious and careful with his words. It was enough to show that the person with the word "crane" on his belt had a high status in this Kendo Hall.
Xiao Luo's face was expressionless. This kind of strength was not in his eyes. It was not to say that he was conceited. It was just like an adult watching a child fight. Other children would say that a child was very good at fighting, but as an adult, he would just laugh it off. With Yi Jin Jing, Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, and the physique of the King of Mercenaries, such a swordsmanship competition was just for show.
Su Bei was eating chocolate. She stood beside him without making any noise, watching the swordsmanship competition in the center of the field.
Not long after, the swordsmanship competition in the center of the field was over. The guy with the word "flying" on his belt had a score of zero to ten. The other party pulled him up from the ground. He took off his head protector and stared at the other party unwillingly. At the same time, the surrounding Kendo Hall students cheered happily and rushed up to him.
"Your girlfriend is on her way to hand someone a towel," Xiao Luo said sarcastically again, or rather, he reminded him.
Su Canye had already seen it. At this time, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but the next moment, he said righteously, "That person is a senior brother. As a junior sister, what's so strange about handing a towel to a senior brother who has won a battle? This young master can do it too."
With that, he immediately picked up a towel from the side at the speed of a 100-meter race, and then sprinted up at the speed of a 100-meter race, shouting loudly, "Senior brother crane, here's your towel!"
He wanted to rush ahead and hand the towel to crane, so that he would naturally prevent the girl he liked from expressing her love to the other party.
"This kid is quite witty."
Xiao Luo looked at Su Canye with admiration. His IQ was really high. He could come up with such an effective way in such a short time.
At this time, Su Bei finished eating the chocolate. She tugged at the corner of Xiao Luo's clothes and pouted her mouth, "Dad, help me wipe it."
Seeing that her mouth was full of chocolate stains, Xiao Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out a soft tissue from his pocket, squatted down, and carefully wiped the chocolate from her mouth.
"Dad, where is little uncle going?" Su Bei blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.
"He's going to hand someone a towel."
Xiao Luo replied with a smile, then folded the tissue that he used to wipe his mouth, glanced around, and then walked towards a garbage basket.
"I'm going too."
Su Bei looked very excited. Seeing her little uncle running up, her child's nature also made her jump up and run up.
But at this time, the man who lost the competition and had the word "Fei" on his belt squeezed through the crowd and strode towards the gate of the Kendo Hall with a dark face. Losing the competition made him in a very bad mood, and there was a fire in his stomach.
Su Bei didn't find his heresy. She passed by him and accidentally touched his calf. A strong force quickly rushed towards her.
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