In the evening, Ming Xingchen returned home and had dinner. He then locked himself in his room to read.
In the live broadcast room, the program team once again decided on the content of tomorrow's life.
100 orphans will participate in a real aristocratic movement: swordsmanship
Seeing this, countless bullet comments exclaimed.
In medieval Europe, fencing, along with horseback riding, swimming, hunting, chess, poetry, and javelin throwing, were listed as the seven noble sports of knights.
Not to mention fencing, even picking up a sword was not an easy task for those children from the bottom who had never used it before. They had never even seen or heard of it.
However, what the program team wanted to test was whether these children from the bottom could cross the social class.
The next morning, Celebrity Chen's phone rang.
To his surprise, it was Lin Hao, the top young hunk who had lost to him at Freedom golf manor last time.
"There's a fencing competition in the circle at ten o'clock this morning. Everyone in the capital will be participating.”
The so-called people in the circle were the real top second-generation heirs in Beijing.
With the approval of the program team, even though Ming Xingchen had snatched his identity as the guardian of the national treasure and even tortured him on the golf course, Lin Hao was still not angry at all.
He believed that fencing was a real gentleman's sport. This child would despair.
Very quickly, Celebrity Chen agreed.
Not only him, but Zhao Mante also received Lin Hao's invitation.
At the same time, 100 orphans from all over the country were sent to the Kendo competition venue to be tested.
At the Great Capital Fencing Gym.
When Celebrity Shen arrived, there was already a sea of people. Hundreds of top-notch second-generation heirs were here.
Because the competition had not started yet, they were gathered in twos and threes to make friends. They were dressed luxuriously and spoke elegantly.
In contrast, the arrival of the celebrity duo was not eye-catching.
Star Mark found a place to sit quietly.
Soon, the registered contestants were ready to set off.
Even among this group of top-notch rich second-generation heirs, Lin Hao's figure still stood out.
He was 1.8 meters tall, had fair skin, and was extremely handsome. His entire body exuded a strong domineering aura.
It was as if he did not care about anyone present.
He was very confident that his swordsmanship was unmatched among these rich second-generation heirs.
At this moment, he had already put on his swordsman's attire. He stood tall and straight, and the sword in his hand was twisted in a sword pattern. He looked at Ming Xingchen playfully.
Star Shen naturally noticed this youth, but he did not show any expression. He only nodded in greeting.
Soon, under the referee's announcement, the fencing competition that belonged to the rich second generation officially began.
The person who fought with Lin Hao was another rich second-generation heir. His sword technique seemed to be very good as well.
However, after two rounds, due to a mistake in blocking, Lin Hao's right hand scored a point. Then, he made a series of mistakes and left the field.
The duration of a match was so extreme that Lin Hao didn't even have time to react.
Four opponents changed in a row. They all faced Lin Hao's storm-like attacks as soon as they entered the arena, and they were instantly suppressed until they could not breathe.
There was no so-called balance between offense and defense. In Lin Hao's eyes, there was only offense!
His lightning-like steps coupled with his continuous slashes, he had won four consecutive victories!
The countless rich second-generation heirs who had originally signed up immediately hesitated. For a moment, no one went up.
"None of you want to challenge me?"
Lin Hao glanced at the rich second-generation heirs around him. Standing on the high platform, he was like a king, looking down on everyone.
For a long time, no one made a sound. They only lowered their heads in grievance.
"Since no one has come up to challenge me, then I'll take the initiative to challenge you?”
His gaze swept across the figures one after another. After a long while, Lin Hao finally spoke slowly.
As if because Lin Hao wanted to challenge the others, the hundreds of rich second-generation heirs heaved a sigh of relief and followed Lin Hao's gaze.
Lin Hao reached out to take off his mask. With a faint smile, his gaze finally landed on a figure.
As his gaze stopped, the group of rich second-generation heirs also looked over curiously.
It was the young man who seemed to be isolated from the world, Star Shen!
There were also many rich second-generation heirs who had seen Star Shen at the golf course before. At this moment, they all revealed expressions of understanding.
"It's him?"
"I didn't expect him to come too."
Countless people's gazes gathered over. Star Shen naturally knew about it and immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the gazes.
Lin Hao's handsome and proud face was revealed under the mask.
"Mr. Ming, do you accept my challenge?”
The incident at the golf manor last time was still fresh in his memory. Lin Hao looked at Ming Xingchen with burning battle intent!
Not only them, but countless viewers in the live broadcast room were also worried.
" If it's just a competition of brains, I believe in Star Shen, but fencing."
"This is a sport that only true aristocrats can do. How could Star Shen know it!”
"Don't agree. Otherwise, it's fine if you make a fool of yourself. It's not worth it to be beaten up for nothing.”
[Passive detection: The host has obtained the title of Great General Meng Tian.]
Already equipped automatically.
Great General Meng Tian: The Great General of the Qin Dynasty. He was known as the " Winter's First Warrior ". He had fought countless bloody battles in his life. He once led 300,000 troops to attack the Xiongnu in the north. He guarded Shangjun for more than ten years. The Xiongnu did not dare to advance!
Star Shen slowly stood up.
An overwhelming bloody murderous aura surged over, and countless rich second-generation heirs who were staring at him with interest suddenly held their breaths.
It was as if he was looking at a valiant general who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
Under the gaze of everyone, Star Chen walked with a majestic gait and arrived at the side of the arena.
At this moment, there was a sword brought by the rich second-generation heir on the table. The young man shook his hand and the sword on the table immediately flew into the air.
Pressing on his sword, Star Shen turned to look at Lin Hao, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Come!"
Then, he held the sword in his right hand and charged fiercely at Lin Hao!
The group of rich second-generation heirs, who were stunned by Celebrity Shen's decisiveness, were instantly shocked.
At this moment, the person in front of them was not a youth from an orphanage. He was clearly a ferocious killing god!
Ming Xing Shen, who was wielding a long sword, was like an enemy of ten thousand people on the battlefield.
Even though they were separated by the screen, countless viewers were still shocked by the fierce and fierce look on his face!
In an instant, the long sword in Ming Xing Chen's hand was like a bolt of lightning as it ruthlessly stabbed towards Lin Hao's face!
The rich second-generation heirs who were holding their breaths and concentrating immediately exclaimed in unison.
The moment Lin Hao saw this youth from the bottom of the society attack with a sword, he had the thought of resisting.
Although he was a celebrity, he was also a sword expert. He could even fight against professional fencers.
However, facing this lightning strike, he felt a chill all over his body and could not even react in time.
He couldn't block this sword!
Almost everyone was stunned by the magnificence of Ming Xingchen's sword!
"I lost."
As Ming Xing Shen slowly withdrew his sword, Lin Hao, who was still in a state of shock, finally took off his mask with a pale face.
Even with the terrifying protective ability of the mask, it was still unable to withstand it. A finger-sized hole appeared in front of the camera.
This strike, using 30% of his strength, was unimaginable!
"What sword technique is this?"
The bullet comments flooded the screen.
"We won!"
"A crushing victory that transcends class!”
"Celebrity Chen!"
"Fencing, literature, mathematics, voice acting, this young man from the winter side is like a treasure!”
At this moment, under everyone's astonished gazes, Ming Xing Shen slowly put down his sword and turned to leave. His calm voice drifted over.
" The sword-arts of the ancient battlefield."
.......
On the other side, Arillante was also experiencing the same battle.
Having followed a priest since he was a child, Arillante had never experienced such a movement.
Fortunately, he had carefully learned the footsteps and movements of those people below the stage.
Wearing the swordsman uniform, he faced the enemy for the first time.
He was neither nervous nor afraid. He looked spirited and fearless.
Even though he was not skilled in offense and defense at the beginning, he still felt the pain of being stabbed even though he was wearing a thick swordsman's uniform.
However, he was not afraid, nor did he give up. He just continued to learn, improve, and observe calmly.
Finally, after a momentary block, Arillante stabbed forward like lightning. His right shoulder was an effective hit!
Although the results were not very good, this Western youth used his practical actions to prove what it meant to be tenacious and indomitable. That moment of thunderous attack and heroic posture made countless viewers take a deep breath.
"I can tell that he's not good at it, but his learning speed is amazing!”
"Although his results weren't good, he succeeded in the end, didn't he?”
Countless bullet comments immediately appeared in the live broadcast room.
......
On the other side.
Ivan, who came from Furry Bear, had never learned fencing either, but he was fierce and fierce in his bones. Even when he was faced with sports that he was not good at, he was still fierce. His coordinated body, sharp eyes, and strong strength.
Even if he was not good at this sport, he was still fearless.
As he moved around, his long sword continuously blocked, and the swords that flickered with a cold light collided in the air with clanging sounds.
Ivan's opponent, on the other hand, was getting more and more frightened as he fought. Even his arms were sore.
It was as if the sword in his hand would be knocked away by Ivan's violent power in the next moment.
"This power is simply unbelievable. This is a human-shaped beast!”
The more Ivan fought, the fiercer he became, while the more his opponent retreated. His momentum was suppressed by Ivan!
In the end, even though he lost to his opponent in terms of accuracy, Ivan won without a doubt in terms of momentum!
The rich second-generation opponent looked at Ivan with a hint of respect.
.....
Japan.
Ichiro Haseya narrowed his eyes slightly. The person standing in front of him was the expert known for his swordsmanship among his peers, Yagyu.
The two of them held their katana at their waists and held their breaths without saying a word.
The atmosphere was extremely heavy, and the rich second-generation heirs beside them whispered to each other.
"Liu Shengjun has been practicing Kendo since he was young. I wonder how high his mastery of Kendo is now!”
"I heard that he once cut a tree stump as thick as a bowl with a single sword strike!”
"If this unfamiliar kid goes up now, he's most likely looking for a beating.”
Perhaps the whispers below the stage broke the silence, Liu Sheng moved.
He exerted strength in his legs, and a strong force spread from his feet to his crotch, then from his crotch to his waist. It spread layer by layer, and he instantly drew his sword and slashed at Haseya Ichiro!
The blade light was like snow.
Even if it was a samurai sword without a blade, when this sword cut into a person's body, it would still end up with broken bones and broken legs.
The audience in the live broadcast room could not bear to watch anymore.
However, Ichiro Haseya did not panic at all. He calmly drew his sword and met the violent samurai sword in front of him almost instantly.
"Clang!"
The crisp voice shocked the surrounding rich second-generation heirs of the island nation.
"I blocked it!"
"Liu Shengjun's sword was blocked!”
"This brat!"
Even Liu Sheng was slightly stunned.
Haseya Ichiro, who had blocked the katana, revealed a wolf-like wildness in his eyes. He was as still as a mountain, but as fast as lightning!
He held the sword in his left hand and moved his feet to the side. The moment he unloaded the force, he slashed at Liu Sheng's face.
Since Liu Sheng was known as the best Kendo among the rich second generation in Japan, he naturally did not live up to his reputation.
The speed at which the two of them attacked, the stability of their dodging steps, and the accuracy of their fight for the first opportunity almost dazzled all the rich second-generation heirs.
He completely followed his instincts to attack and defend, and he had a hint of his own style!
Finally, after more than a minute, both of their reactions finally decreased. This was because their highly concentrated minds were gradually relaxing.
Ichiro Nagazawa aimed at an empty space and suddenly slashed down.
It was Yagyu's right shoulder that he couldn't defend against!
This slash was as fast as lightning. Everyone could feel that if it landed, Liu Sheng's collarbone would break!
Liu Sheng helplessly closed his eyes as he watched the cold light getting closer and closer.
A moment later, there was still no pain.
It was Ichiro Haseya who had forcefully retracted his saber at the last moment. He had held back!
Liu Sheng looked at this fierce young man from the bottom with admiration.
"You win!"
The young man nodded and silently sheathed his saber.
In the bullet screen, countless people stared at the young Japanese man in shock.
"He won!"
"This is the confrontation between the poor and the rich!”
"Some things are not determined by one's birth.”
At the same time, Izumi Nagazawa was also undergoing the same test.
However, when he saw the fierce gaze of his opponent, who was also a rich second-generation heir, a trace of fear appeared in his heart.
Her lips instantly turned pale.
When he was practicing Kendo in the orphanage, he liked to slack off. When he returned to his family, he never practiced because he became a rich second-generation heir.
With just one sword, he was slashed in the chest by the other party. The intense pain made him instantly throw down his saber in fear.
"I'm not fighting anymore! I admit defeat!"
Dong Fang, Zhao, Su Bai, and Frank the North Gull, many children admitted defeat out of fear and nervousness.
.....
After the live broadcast finished showing all the children's scenes, the two most popular names floated on the bullet screen.
One of them was a dazzling youth from the Winter Region, Star Shen.
One was Ichiro Haseya, a fierce swordsman from Japan.
Both of them achieved outstanding results in the fencing experience, attracting the attention of countless spectators.
The host, Valentin Nanov, appeared in the live broadcast room again.
"Today, the experience of these 100 children has come to an end. Everyone can see the results.”
"However, considering that the audience has the highest support for celebrity Shen and Haseya Ichiro, the program team has decided to arrange for the two of them to have a swordsmanship competition tomorrow.”
In just a short moment, the audience in front of the screen sent out bullet comments crazily.
"Oh my god, really? They're going to meet!"
"I care more about whose swordsmanship is stronger!”
"These two children's swordsmanship should be the best among the younger generation, right?”
At the top of the live broadcast room, there were already captions.
"The young star of the Winter Kingdom, Shen, versus the young Japanese, Ichiro Haseya. Who is the king of swordsmanship among the children of the lower class?”
The audience's energy had been completely stimulated. Everyone was excited and looked forward to the meeting between the two tomorrow.
Haseya Ichiro woke up early in the morning and was stopped by his father.
His father glanced at Ichiro Haseya indifferently.
"I heard about your sword contest yesterday. You're not bad.”
Ichiro Haseya rarely received praise from his father, so he was delighted when he heard this.
"There's a youth swordsmanship competition in Winter today. Get ready and take part in it on behalf of our family.”
Substitute the family?
Ichiro Haseya's heart burned with a raging flame as he nodded heavily.
It only took a few hours to arrive at the Winter area by plane.
As for Star Shen, he had already been informed by the program team that he was going to the swordsmanship club early in the morning.
" Junior swordsmanship competition?"
Star Shen didn't refuse because the opponent that Zhao Yueshan was talking about was the strongest swordsman from Japan!
He also wanted to experience the so-called strongest Sword Principle!
"Help me prepare a winter longsword. I'm not used to using the thin swords in the west.”
Since he was going to compete in swordsmanship, Ming Xing Chen naturally wouldn't underestimate his enemy.
When it was 10 AM, both Star Shen and Haseya Ichiro received the notification almost at the same time.
Under the camera, two teenagers walked from the lounge to the ring.
Under the anticipation of countless viewers across the screen, he finally stepped onto the stage.
In an instant, Ichiro Haseya stared at the young man in front of him, his body emitting a strong fighting spirit.
He looked like a terrifying warrior from the Warring States Period.
As for Ming Xingchen, the moment she held the Winter Square Longsword, Meng Tian automatically equipped her title.
His chest surged, and his violent killing intent soared into the sky!
At this moment, countless viewers outside the screen looked at the two youths in shock.
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