under Rokki

Chapter 8
"Stinky bird, stupid bird, bad bird, I curse you for not being able to find a wife, being a bachelor for the rest of your life, getting stuffy teeth when you drink cold water, and no chili sauce for noodles"

On the back hill of the Government Academy, Li Bubai cursed Jun Youyun while waving the wooden stick in his hand.In Li Bubai's eyes, Jun Youyun is already the incarnation of the devil, who not only took away his money bag, but also restricted his alcohol, only giving him half a jug every day.

He, Li Bubai, can't drink half a jug, so he can only rely on exercises to vent.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"

Just as Li Bubai was cursing Zhenghan, there were bursts of crying from behind the tree next to him.

Li Bubai was agitated, maybe there was a ghost, but then he thought, as a monk, he was still afraid of ghosts, so he grabbed the wooden stick at his waist and jumped over.

"Hey, the monster is taking his life to see you, Mr. Li..."

Just when Li Bubai was about to attack the ghost, the figure behind the tree turned around, and it turned out to be a handsome young man. Li Bubai vaguely remembered seeing this person at the freshman opening ceremony, standing on his behind.

Since it wasn't a ghost, then Li Bubai lost interest, picked up the robe on the ground and prepared to go back to the dormitory, unexpectedly the boy stood up and walked towards him.

"Your name is Li Bubai, I know you, my name is Zhuifeng, and I'm also in the sword repair class."

"Oh."

"you're good!"

"Ah."

"Can you teach me sword skills?"

"Ok?"

Li Bubai looked at the young man in front of him suspiciously. The teacher of the swordsmanship academy taught him that this young man was showing off.

The boy did not know what kind of movement technique he used to get in front of Li Bubai in two steps, blocking his way.

"The swordsmanship is taught by the teacher of the academy. You and I are both students. How can I teach you swordsmanship?" Li Bubai said.

"Most of the swordsmanship taught by the teachers in the academy is gimmicks. What I want to learn is the kind that can kill people. I want revenge." The boy said angrily.

Li Bubai nodded. The young man was right. There used to be a swordsmanship master in the Institute of Organizations, but he disappeared for unknown reasons. Now the swordsmanship class is temporarily taught by another teacher.So he usually does not go to lectures, but studies by himself in the library of the college.

"Sorry, I can't teach you, you don't even have a decent sword."

After Li Bubai finished speaking, he saw the young man's eyes shift from his face to his waist, Li Bubai realized that he hadn't, and pressed the top of the stick with his hand.

"Ahem, that, why do you want to learn swords from me?"

"Because you are great"

"Everyone knows this, tell me something I don't know"

"I want revenge. Your sword skills are killer moves, the kind I want to learn."

"Who are you looking for revenge?"

"My father, because he killed my mother."

The two asked and answered like this, but Li Bubai was taken aback by what the young man said, but he was not interested in knowing.

"Well, let's fight, if you can touch my clothes, I will teach you swordsmanship"

Li Bubai wanted the young man to retreat from difficulties.

After hearing this, the young man named Zhuifeng silently walked behind the nearby tree, picked up a wooden stick and walked back.

This was the first confrontation between the two stick boys, and after half an hour, Zhui Feng was already lying on the ground panting, Li Bubai was still in white shirt, standing aside and watching indifferently.

In fact, the boy's talent is very good, but there is no one to point him out, and most of the sword moves are copied step by step from the books, and he can't be flexible in actual combat. For cruelty.

Shaking his head, Li Bubai turned around and was about to go down the mountain.

"Wait, I didn't say you can go."

Li Bubai was surprised that the young man was able to stand up again, turned around, and saw Zhuifeng leaning on the ground with a wooden stick, with blood dripping from his forehead continuously on his hands, and his eyes were full of stubbornness.

"Forget it, let me give you one last move."

Li Bubai took a step forward with his left foot, ready to use the shadowless step to dodge behind Zhuifeng, knock him out, and end this meaningless battle completely.

But when he rushed in front of the boy, Zhuifeng suddenly yelled:
"I can buy you a drink!"

The wooden stick on his forehead stopped, and it must be said that Li Bubai's heart was moved.

According to the memories of Sword God Zhuifeng later, when he worshiped Li Bubai as his teacher, he spent ten altars of peach blossom drunkenness, and prepared one jar for him every day. , Zhuifeng's name has never fallen out of the top three, ranging from hunting high-level monsters to hunting cats and dogs for others, taking on any task, and giving him the nickname Desperate Saburo.

(End of this chapter)