I am a swordsman in a strange city

Chapter 9 Sword Club Sword Fighting
The sword club is on the second floor of a building not far from the cafeteria.

The corridor was covered with graffiti in the style of martial arts heroes. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there were paintings of two martial arts figures preparing for a duel. One was a man wearing a conical hat, holding a sword, standing on a large rock. On the other side was a female hero standing on a treetop with a sword on her back.

In the middle is a corridor, and the ground is paved to give it a river-like feel.

This was not Pei Ju's first time here, but it was the first time that he was noticed by the people from the sword club.

As he walked in, he saw Yuan Boyi sitting there like a star surrounded by stars. He had already put on a set of armor for the competition, except for the equipment on his head.

To his left was a group of people scattered around, men and women, tall and short.

On his right was also a group of people scattered around, both men and women, fat and thin.

Behind him were the three people who had just called him, almost surrounding him.

Everyone's eyes were on him.

Rumors can sell gold, and their gazes once killed Wei Jie.

Only those who have been looked at unkindly will know what it feels like.

But at this moment, Pei Ju felt a surge of courage in his heart. It was the scholar's spirit from "Staying Overnight at the Mountain Monarch Temple", combined with the courage that already existed in his heart, which helped him to withstand the pressure that came with the impact of the gaze.

Many people feel their hearts almost jump out of their throats under this kind of pressure.

Yuan Baiyi was sitting on the table. He stood on a stool and looked down at Pei Ju. He said, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

"I don't know." Pei Ju was wearing slippers, which he had taken off when he came in, so he was barefoot.

He took off the stick sword from his back, wrapped the red silk tied to it around his hands, then leaned on the ground, looking at the other person with his hands folded.

"Did you hit anyone on Friday?" Yuan Boyi asked.

"That's my brother, I won't bully you. I heard that your family has a sword tradition, so let's compete here today. If you lose, go and apologize to my brother. Don't tell the teacher about matters between men."

"Your brother." Pei Ju's voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm: "Did he tell you why I hit him?"

"No matter what the reason is, you have to know that he is my brother. It is not okay to bully my brother, Yuan Baiyi."

Yuan Baiyi's words aroused respect in the eyes of the high school students. In their opinion, he was a loyal big brother.

"Then I'll beat him, how about that?" Pei Ju also said tit for tat.

"Then you deserve to be beaten by me." Yuan Boyi said: "Put on your protective gear and don't say I'm bullying you, because your family has a sword tradition."

"No, wearing protective gear for a fight is not manly at all. Hurry up, I have to go back to eat."

Pei Ju's mocking words made Yuan Boyi angry, and he said, "I'm going to smash your mouth."

"No, in this world, only my grandfather can beat me. I won't allow anyone else to do that." Pei Ju said seriously.

Yuan Boyi was so angry that he laughed.

"Do I need your consent to hit you?" Yuan Boyi blurted out. After he finished speaking, he grabbed the rubber wood sword used in the competition next to him and rushed towards Pei Ju.

Although he was angry with Pei Ju, he did not move in a disorderly manner. When he was not far in front of Pei Ju, he actually made a fake move to the side, shook his body with a feint, and quickly raised the sword in his hand in the air. The purpose was to induce Pei Ju to move. As long as Pei Ju made a move, he felt that he had won.

Because as soon as others make a move, he will definitely attack the opponent's weakness first. It is that simple. As long as he is fast enough, he can win in one go. In his opinion, if the sword in his hand is a real sword, one sword can decide life or death.

Pei Ju's sword, resting on the ground, moved. Not only did it move, but it moved quickly. The moment the sword was raised, his feet also moved. He took a step to the right. Yuan Baiyi didn't expect Pei Ju to advance instead of retreating, and without even a hint of hesitation, he rushed directly into his safe area.

Pei Ju spun around with the stick sword in his hand and cut diagonally. He hastily retracted the sword in his hand and blocked it in front of him. However, when he blocked it, he found that Pei Ju's sword did not have much power, or rather, the power had changed. From the moment the diagonal sword touched his wooden sword, it had already slid down his wooden sword.

"Bang." The wooden stick hit his hand directly. Although his hand was protected by protective gear, it still hurt. Then his hand twisted and he immediately stepped back, but Pei Ju's sword was faster. It had pierced into him the moment he retreated. It was fast and firm. He tried to block it with difficulty, but it didn't block it at all.

The wooden stick pierced his face directly, and he fell down instantly. He immediately turned over and stood up, as if he was afraid that others would see him fall.

However, after he stood up, his nose was already bleeding.

In his eyes, he saw Pei Ju tying the ugly wooden stick with a red cloth and carrying it on his back.

"Your tone is tough, but your hands are weak." Pei Ju mocked.

The sword club was silent, watching the scene in shock.

"Ah!" Yuan Boyi roared in shame and anger, raised the sword in his hand again, and slashed at Pei Ju's back.

This was almost a sneak attack.

Pei Ju's wooden stick had been tied up and carried on his back.

Just when everyone thought that Pei Ju had to take this blow, Pei Ju actually took a side step back. This side step not only avoided Yuan Boyi's upward sword, but also instantly closed the distance between him and Yuan Boyi, making it impossible for him to retract his sword.

At the moment he was about to retract it, Pei Ju's sword, which was already on his back, had already stabbed into him from bottom to top. The stab went straight into his chin from under his hands holding the sword.

"Well!"

Amidst exclamations, Yuan Boyi fell backwards again.

"Your swordsmanship isn't very good, and your sword quality isn't good either." Pei Ju mocked, "You're delaying my meal, and don't tell the teacher."

The sword club fell silent again.

He strode away barefoot. The three people behind him quickly made way. He put on his slippers and went out, the slippers clicking as he walked.

It was sunny outside, a little dazzling. After a while, they returned to the cafeteria. There were not many fewer people in the cafeteria, and Ye Youruo had not finished eating yet.

He walked over, sat down opposite, took back his bowl and started eating immediately.

The rice was still warm.

The girl opposite was eating in small bites and looking at Pei Ju, as if to see if he was injured.

Pei Ju was eating with big mouthfuls of food. Of course he could feel her gaze on him, but he didn't know what to say. He wanted to say "don't tell my grandfather", but the words couldn't come out of his mouth.

The cafeteria was bustling with people, and almost no one here knew that a competition had just taken place in the sword club.

Of course, the news spread quickly.

She finished eating very quickly, but Ye Youruo opposite her still hadn't finished. Obviously, she couldn't finish it and it must not be to her liking.

So after he finished eating, he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a "Thank you."

The other party did not answer, but just nodded slightly and continued to look at the unfinished meal.

(End of this chapter)