Lu Wen looked like a normal high school student, but his casual strike contained incredibly advanced techniques and powerful strength. No wonder Dōjima Yagi was thinking this way.
“That’s a bit exaggerated. It was a fortunate coincidence that I acquired this martial arts manual. I haven’t fought or sparred with anyone until now,” Lu Wen said with a smile.
It had only been a week since he acquired the martial arts manual.
His physique had changed significantly in that time. Seven days ago, Lu Wen was 1.75 meters tall. Now he had grown to 1.8 meters, and his build was much more robust. He had gained more than ten kilograms of weight.
With the enhancement of various abilities, Lu Wen’s physical condition had reached the level of an all-round athlete. His physique looked extremely strong, and he could effortlessly exert over two hundred kilograms of force with a single wave of his hand.
This level of physical fitness was already beyond that of an ordinary person.
Dōjima Yagi, hearing Lu Wen’s words, instantly became highly interested in him.
If Lu Wen wasn’t lying, just relying on a martial arts manual that he had acquired by chance, to achieve such a level of skill by himself, then it could only mean that Lu Wen’s talent was extremely powerful.
“Let’s go, we’ll spar in the kendo club,” Dōjima Yagi said, grabbing her backpack and dragging Lu Wen out of the classroom.
Other students in the classroom could only look on with envy, but nobody dared to step forward and stop them.
After Lu Wen and Dōjima Yagi left, students began arriving one after another. Several students looked around searching for something.
Teachers were also walking back and forth in the corridor, observing things.
The few students in the classroom noticed the presence of others, they looked at each other and understood that they were probably all transmigrators from the main world.
They didn’t find their target, and were disappointed to hear the NPC classmates discussing how Dōjima Yagi had left with the new foreign exchange student.
This surprised the several Japanese transmigrators. Ignoring the need to conceal their identities, they gathered together.
“Damn it, is there a Transmigrator from Shenzhou in our world?” someone cursed.
“The strongest fighter, Dōjima Yagi, has been intercepted. Do we leave school and find a place with fewer people to survive, or do we compete with that powerful Transmigrator from Shenzhou?” someone asked.
“The other witnesses in the classroom said that the Transmigrator from Shenzhou, named Lu Wen, can punch out a sharp whistling wind. I’m planning to leave school, survive for seven days to complete the first mission and then return to the main world,” someone had already made up their mind. After saying that, they turned and left without looking back.
Someone took the lead, and the others followed suit and left.
They were planning to find a better place to prepare some supplies before the zombie crisis erupted. This way they could survive the remaining seven days more comfortably.
Lu Wen, led by Dōjima Yagi, arrived at the school's kendo club.
It was morning school time, and there was no one in the kendo club.
Dōjima Yagi put down her backpack and challenged him, “Lu Wen, let me see what Shenzhou’s martial arts is like!”
“Do you use weapons? There are only bamboo swords here. I only know a little about unarmed combat, and I’m not very skilled.”
Lu Wen picked up a bamboo sword at random and waved it a couple of times. “There is a saying in Shenzhou, ‘A weapon is an extension of one’s limbs’. Although I haven’t specifically practiced using weapons, it doesn’t prevent me from using them.”
Dōjima Yagi saw Lu Wen waving the bamboo sword, chopping, pointing, and stabbing. The basic movements flowed smoothly with force, and his proficiency was no less than her own.
Smiling, she praised, “Is this Shenzhou’s martial arts? It truly is vast and profound. Just one casual phrase makes one think deeply.”
Meeting Lu Wen, a martial arts prodigy of the same age, Dōjima Yagi hesitated for a moment before asking, “Lu Wen, why are you working so hard to train in martial arts?”
She took herself as her goal, believing that Lu Wen must have achieved such incredible strength through a long period of monotonous training.
Lu Wen, upon hearing this, observed Dōjima Yagi’s expression, recalled and checked her introduction, and combined it with the internal boxing techniques he knew.
After some thought, he said, “My martial arts manual primarily aims to enhance my physical fitness through cultivation. Fist, leg, and cold weapon techniques are only a means of self-defense.”
“I’ve observed that you have a trace of violent emotions hidden within you. Is there something wrong with your cultivation?”
Dōjima Yagi was stunned by Lu Wen’s question. “Ah? This... could cultivation techniques affect people and cause personality changes?”
This was an idea that Dōjima Yagi had never considered before.
“Is Dōjima-ryu swordsmanship a technique for killing people, or a method to train the body?” Lu Wen asked directly.
Dōjima Yagi turned pale. She felt that Lu Wen’s words were reasonable. “Although the kendo dojo teaches students that kendo is a physical training exercise, Dōjima-ryu’s true teachings are actually a technique for killing.”
Lu Wen spread his hands. “You must have started training in your family’s swordsmanship since you were young, right? You trained in this deadly swordsmanship while your worldview was still developing. Don’t you think it would affect your emotions and personality?”
After hearing Lu Wen’s words, Dōjima Yagi instead felt a great sense of relief.
Her intelligence was not low. After thinking about it, she acknowledged Lu Wen’s statement that kendo could affect people’s personalities.
This explanation was easy to understand and logically sound, but she had never considered it before.
“So, I’m not a natural killer or sadist. It’s because I’ve been practicing the family’s swordsmanship since I was young that I’ve become this way.” Dōjima Yagi thought to herself.
Once she accepted this explanation, the knot in her heart that she had been struggling with quietly untied.
In Lu Wen’s eyes, her originally humble, gentle, and aloof, mature temperament now had an added air of calmness and composure.
He complimented, “Dōjima, you are even more beautiful and charming.”
In the past, hearing the same compliment, Dōjima Yagi would only find it boring, but now, hearing Lu Wen’s words, she was smitten, her cheeks flushed pink.
She quickly changed the subject. “Lu Wen, you can call me Yagi. Let’s spar first!”
Lu Wen didn’t press the issue. By unknotting Dōjima Yagi’s heart, he had essentially captured her heart. He would have plenty of opportunities in the future.
“This is the first time I’ve fought anyone, so I might be a little rough. I hope Yagi will forgive me.” Lu Wen bowed politely, then took the initiative to attack.
With a kick of his foot, he slid forward, and the bamboo sword in his hand naturally extended forward.
His force was integrated, flowing from his feet, through his waist and hips, down his arm, and to the tip of the sword.
Although it was just a simple step-forward thrust, in terms of power techniques, this was already a peak move in this current world.
Facing such a move, Dōjima Yagi, who had practiced kendo for many years, was startled. Her body instinctively reacted and she wanted to raise the bamboo sword in her hand to parry and block.
But being one step too slow meant death. Dōjima Yagi’s physical condition was not as good as Lu Wen’s, so how could she be the last to move and block this attack?
With a “whoosh”, Dōjima Yagi felt a gust of wind hit her face, her bamboo sword trembled, and she lost her grip.
When she looked again, Lu Wen had already placed the bamboo sword against her slender neck.