I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 15: Time for dinner again, brothers!

After the swordsmanship club training ended, Ye Qingzhou finally got a meal from Xu Lan as he had hoped.

Having received his martial arts meal ahead of schedule, Ye Qingzhou was in a great mood, his smile never fading, and he even hummed a cheerful tune as he walked.

Huang Liwen, on the other hand, had a much worse experience. As a new member, he not only didn't get free martial arts meals, but he also had to stay behind to clean up the venue after the sword club's activities ended.

Huang Liwen, holding a broom, reluctantly cleaned the swordsmanship club's facilities, saying indignantly, "Everyone here is a freshman who just joined the swordsmanship club, why don't you have to do any work?"

"I'm a peerless genius, aren't I?"

Ye Qingzhou, carrying the food box, looked at Huang Liwen, who was full of resentment but could only rage helplessly, and he smiled heartily.

Happiness is something that is often relative.

Just as Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen were saying goodbye, a pleasant voice came from behind them, as clear and melodious as a babbling brook.

"You're Ye Qingzhou?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou turned around and saw Xu Yuebing's beautiful face, which was covered with frost and could be both angry and happy. She was obviously there to question him.

Holy crap, it's School Beauty Xu!

Standing next to Ye Qingzhou, Huang Liwen was extremely excited. He spoke first: "Hello, Xu Yuebing. I am Huang Liwen from Class 7 of Grade 11. I am 1.75 meters tall and weigh 62 kilograms. I am currently single."

"..."

Xu Yuebing's cold gaze swept across Huang Liwen's face, not even lingering on it for half a second. Her sharp gaze quickly landed on Ye Qingzhou like a cold sword, her tone tinged with reproach: "You just said I couldn't even withstand one of your sword strikes?"

At this moment, the two were only three meters apart. Ye Qingzhou, who was standing downwind, twitched his nose slightly and could even smell the sweet fragrance of a young girl emanating from Xu Yuebing.

It must be said that there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names that need to be corrected.

The ice fairy before me was indeed ethereal, with skin as white as snow, pure and flawless, and an exquisite face like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artifice, giving people a sense of purity and otherworldly elegance.

After all, she is an absolute beauty and deserves to be treated gently.

Ye Qingzhou looked at Xu Yuebing seriously, his tone unusually gentle: "If you think the truth is too harsh, I can put it more tactfully."

"you!"

Xu Yuebing's jade-like hand gripping the sword hilt was bulging with veins, her delicate face was slanted with raised eyebrows, and her pearly teeth were clenched tightly.

She had never met a guy like Ye Qingzhou before!

The words he uttered seemed capable of bringing the dead back to life.

"I won't waste my breath with words. Draw your sword, and I'll see what gives you the right to be so arrogant!"

Xu Yuebing placed her hand on her sword, her voice filled with anger, her sharp gaze wishing she could pierce several bloody holes in Ye Qingzhou's body.

Proud as she is, she would never allow anyone in this world to look down on her like that.

Ye Qingzhou blinked, her innocent eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment: "I'm just telling the truth, how is that arrogant? Besides, look at my whole body, I don't look like I can hide a sword, how am I supposed to draw it?"

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou was carrying a food box and was clearly unarmed.

"Then lend me one, I can wait."

Xu Yuebing gripped the hilt of her sword tightly; she was determined to vent her anger today, no matter what.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "Let's forget it. It would be unfair to use a sword against you. If we're going to fight, let's hurry up. I need to get home for dinner, or the food will get cold and won't taste fresh."

"You asked for this!"

Already furious, Xu Yuebing was no longer polite to Ye Qingzhou after hearing his arrogant words. She immediately drew her sword and slashed at his left shoulder, not intending to take Ye Qingzhou's life.

After all, it was just a verbal dispute and there was no need to kill anyone. However, Xu Yuebing didn't mind teaching Ye Qingzhou a lesson and letting him suffer a bit.

Clang~

The sword, named Mingfeng, was drawn; the Flying Frost Sword sliced ​​through the air with the speed of a streak of light!

The three-meter distance was covered in an instant.

To everyone's surprise, Xu Yuebing's lightning-fast and seemingly sure-fire sword strike missed its mark.

Ye Qingzhou merely turned and took half a step, narrowly avoiding Xu Yuebing's attack.

"Would you like to come again?"

"you!"

Having missed her first attack, Xu Yuebing refused to give up. She turned around, thrust her sword straight at Ye Qingzhou's left shoulder with even greater speed.

She refused to believe it!

However, the sword still missed its mark. Ye Qingzhou turned around and took half a step, easily avoiding Xu Yuebing's swift attack.

"Second strike, still not giving up?"

Ye Qingzhou sighed. Women with competitive personalities are the most troublesome.

The attack missed again, but this time Xu Yuebing didn't rush to draw her sword. She was simply puzzled: "It doesn't make sense. Your movements are clearly not as fast as mine, so how did you manage to dodge my attack?"

Seeing that Xu Yuebing couldn't even see the difference between the two, and to avoid further entanglement, Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to patiently explain, "Have you ever heard of the cicada's awakening?"

"Cicada's awakening? What does that mean?"

"The so-called 'cicada's sense of arrival' means that the cicada senses the autumn wind before it even blows. I can predict your attack route by observing your body movements and even sensing changes in airflow. So unless you are more than three times faster than me, you won't even be able to touch the hem of my clothes. Do you understand?"

"I don't believe it!"

Xu Yuebing pursed her lips and attacked Ye Qingzhou for the third time. This time, she swung her sword horizontally, trying to force Ye Qingzhou to retreat.

"Women who are unreasonable and argumentative are really not likable."

Ye Qingzhou stood still as the sword swept towards him, his hand already resting on Xu Yuebing's fair and jade-like wrist.

With a quick pinch and flick of his index finger, he instantly applied a hidden force, snapping Xu Yuebing's tendons and causing her right arm to go numb. The famous sword Flying Frost in her hand immediately changed hands and fell into Ye Qingzhou's grasp.

Their weapons were seized, and they suffered a complete defeat.

Xu Yuebing now understood that she truly couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from Ye Qingzhou; in fact, she had already lost before Ye Qingzhou had even drawn his sword.

"I lost."

Seeing Xu Yuebing bow her head and admit defeat, and not make any further trouble, Ye Qingzhou nodded in satisfaction, pinching the tip of the sword, wanting to return it to its rightful owner: "Here, the sword is yours."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuebing pursed her cherry lips, her gaze still defiant as she glared at Ye Qingzhou.

She didn't reach out to take the sword: "I'll leave the Flying Frost Sword to you for now. One day, I'll win it back from you."

"what?"

Ye Qingzhou scratched his head, about to say something, when Xu Yuebing turned and left with a resolute expression.

This scene thrilled Huang Liwen, who had been watching the show from the sidelines for a while. He immediately dropped his broom, slid down to his knees, and forcefully hugged Ye Qingzhou's leg: "Godfather, I want to learn this!"

"You want to learn the cicada's sense of awareness? That's a bit too difficult. With your aptitude, you probably won't succeed without ten or eight years of hard training."

Upon hearing that it would take eight or ten years to learn, Huang Liwen immediately shook his head vigorously: "No, I want to learn your skills in picking up girls, Godfather."

Seeing his deskmate's lack of ambition, Ye Qingzhou was speechless: "Don't you want to become a powerful martial artist, wielding your sword and dominating the world?"

"In no mood."

"Then why did you shamelessly join the kendo club?"

"To pick up girls."

"..."

That bastard is hopeless!

(End of this chapter)