My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

Dongmei didn't remember until she had finished screaming that the "murderer" who was crying and beating her was watching right now, and she felt guilty in her heart.

Beiyuan Xiuji didn't pretend to hear it. After all, it was all about Chen Zhizhi's rotten grains. It was not necessary to embarrass the little carrot head without slapping people in the face, revealing people without revealing shortcomings.

But Xueli is an honest girl, and she is still very real in swordsmanship. She directly retorted next to her: "Sister, your strength is indeed not as good as before. Now you seem to be unconsciously hesitant and timid when you play the sword. The hair is a little bit thin, but my feeling can’t go wrong, it should be something wrong with your Jianxin! My father often said that learning swordsmanship is not a sword, but a swordsman. The process of learning a sword is polishing. The process of the human heart must make the heart crystal clear, resilient, sharp, rigid with softness, and soft with rigidity, and finally turn the human heart into a sword heart. From then on, holding the sword will be unprofitable..."

Xueli seldom talks long, and she speaks upside down, which made Dongmi stunned for a while - she certainly understands her twin sister. Although she doesn't speak too much, she always tells the truth. Could it be her current strength Really regressed? What's wrong with that weird sword heart? Snatched by him?

She couldn't help but cast her gaze on Kitahara Hideji-Could it be that she was really afraid of him in her heart? Has this guy become his own psychological shadow?

It seems that holding the bamboo sword now does not have the sense of security that I used to have...

Thinking of this, the natural stubbornness in her heart suddenly rose, and the bamboo sword in her tight hand wanted to challenge Kitahara Hideji directly to prove that although she had lost to him terribly, but her heart was not. Those who are not afraid of him are just waiting for the opportunity to accumulate strength!

But she opened her mouth several times, and then remembered the painful duel before. The kind of hard work and sweat she had for nearly ten years was meaningless, and the despair that was worthless in front of Xiuji Kitahara quickly permeated her heart. Dare to propose a fair and just competition.

People who have not experienced a tragic failure will not understand the unwillingness of being defeated face to face, the kind of aggrievedness, the kind of heart block, and will not understand the self-denial caused by this-is my effort really worth it? I have eaten so much and suffered so much. Can I be rewarded? Am I destined to be a loser?

It is not for no reason that many people are devastated after a major failure in their lives.

It's easy to get up when you fall, but it's not easy to stand the test of failure repeatedly. Failure, uncomfortable heart, working hard, failing again, admitting fate, passing away, and being eliminated from the life competition, there are actually countless people like this, and there are so many eyes in the world.

Of course, Dong Mi's frontal crushing defeat by Kitahara Hideji is not a major failure in life, but she is only sixteen years old, and this failure is enough for her to drink a pot.

She stood there for a while, holding the bamboo sword in deep thought--Is my sword really ruined by that little white face?

Naotaka Fukuzawa glanced at his eldest daughter and couldn't help it. He didn’t think that this eldest daughter was talented in swordsmanship before, so he didn’t want her to value swordsmanship too much. He just taught and taught as much as possible, trying to cultivate hobbies so that she wouldn’t put too much emphasis on it—this kind of thing. You can win and be glad to lose, and no one cares about casually playing things.

But the eldest daughter has a stubborn personality. She practiced on her own when nothing happened. She didn’t want to give up. It wasn’t until she was easily defeated by her sister at the age of twelve, that she finally turned her attention to something else-defeated by her sister. She could barely accept it. After all, her father spent several times more energy on her sister, and she didn't think it was her own problem that she lost.

But after being defeated by an outsider of the same age, it would be difficult to complete the psychological construction again.

Sometimes it is a kind of courage to admit that others are better than yourself. It is a kind of courage to understand that life is not a single event, but a comprehensive contest. You don't need to always care about your own shortcomings. Fukuzawa Naotaka has always hoped that his eldest daughter can understand it, but the eldest daughter But I always want to take a stab at it.

He left his eldest daughter thinking there, but his gaze turned to Kitahara Hideji, and asked with a smile: "Kama Kitahara, I have never had the opportunity to ask, have you ever read the "Ono Ichitoru Profound Explanation"?"

His eldest daughter is going to participate in sports competitions. He doesn’t care too much, letting her go, but she cares about Kitahara Xiuji. He thinks Kitahara Xiuji is the only genius he has seen in his life, and he is quite happy. It is said that famous teachers are hard to find, but sometimes talented descendants are not easy to find. They are full of elm bumps and dementia.

Fortunately, he was a little lucky and gave birth to a talented child. He finally didn't let this tributary of his inheritance be broken, but it was a pity that he was a daughter who was inherently restricted...

"I have read it carefully, Mr. Fukuzawa. I have benefited a lot, thank you so much." Kitahara Hideji can only answer so politely. He can't be kind enough to give him a book. He said that I didn't read it and threw it there. That's it-then, friends don't do it in the future.

"How much do you master the technique? Have you started practicing?" Naotaka Fukuzawa is still very concerned. After all, no one wants to lose the technique of his genre. It would be better for one more person to learn it. Swordsmanship is becoming more and more in modern society. Weak,

"This... I have a rough grasp of it, and some practice has been carried out." Kitahara Xiuji was embarrassed to say that he had basically mastered it, and he had already used those techniques to meditate and hack people to play.

"Roughly grasped some?" Fukuzawa Naotaka murmured and repeated. The book he gave to Kitahara Hideji was written during his peak period. Although it is not as profound, it is the essence of his half-life sword practice. It was only given to Kitahara Hideji in the heart of loving talent, but it was not passed. In a month, this young man has dared to say that he has mastered it roughly?

Are they really talented or young people don’t know the depth of their speech?

He pondered for a moment, and asked Kitahara Hideji: "It just happens to have time today. Will Kitahara-kun mind let me see how much I have mastered this rough grasp? I'm sorry, I am a little curious when I am older..."

It doesn't matter if the book is sent by the other party. Show him that it is nothing. After all, he is also the boss who is now working and also takes care of himself, a foreign student, who is a foreign student. If he asks for a little, he must give face.

He smiled and said, "Then please give me some pointers."

Fukuzawa Naotaka was not modest either, and said with a smile: "If I only talked about Ono's swordsmanship, I really have a lot of experience. If Kitahara-kun is interested, I will naturally know everything."

As he spoke, his eyes rolled around on his daughters, but he couldn't pick a suitable opponent for Kitahara Hideji-his body is basically dead, and at most he still has one blow, unable to shoot himself, it seems The second daughter can only be sent on the field, but the second daughter's strength is comparable to Kitahara Xiuji. When the two of them are fighting with all their strength, they will ask each other to show the skills they just learned. This is a bit embarrassing, and it doesn't seem appropriate.

But he really wanted to see how far the genius was from ordinary people, and he hesitated to give an order to Xueli: "Second daughter, you come to serve as a lining for King Kitahara."

Xueli was a little happy to be selected, but when she heard that she was selected, she immediately complained: "Ah, let me be a target?" Of course she was not happy when she asked her to defend and not attack as much as possible to cooperate with Hideji Kitahara's techniques. What she hopes is to have a good fight with Kitahara Xiuji, "I won't do it, I want to fight him with blood spattering three feet! That's fun!"

Xiuji Kitahara didn't hear the gibberish in Xueli, so the words of these two idiots did not matter. But it doesn't matter if he is an improper lining for Xueli, what if he can use Ono's one-sword technique very proficiently? I cheekily said that I have super strong learning ability, that is, I have a talent for peerless swordsmanship. I can't beat myself into a different kind for this kind of thing, and get a scientific dissection!

He just wanted to let Fukuzawa Naotaka not be polite, and let Xueli's silly girl go all out, but Dongmei who was next to him suddenly said, "Father, please let me be his opponent!"

Naotaka Fukuzawa glanced at Dongmei, and said helplessly: "Big girl, let your sister come!"

Dongmei said softly but firmly: "I have practiced Ono's one-sword technique for almost ten years, don't I deserve to be his opponent?"

She didn't want to take advantage of others, she just wanted to face Xiuji Kitahara again, to see if she could dispel the haze in her heart, and if she could regain the sword heart from her sister's mouth. She tightened the bamboo sword in her hand, and then asked Kitahara Hideji: "This is not a game, regardless of the outcome, can you allow me to be your opponent?"

Kitahara Hideji is not interested in slinging the radish head, but he doesn't care who the target is just to show the technique. He looks at Naotaka Fukuzawa to see what he means.

Naotaka Fukuzawa pondered for a moment, and smiled helplessly at Hideji Kitahara: "Kun Kitahara, let's change clothes and protective gear. You can use mine."

Hideji Kitahara was polite and went straight to the dressing room, while Naotaka Fukuzawa turned his head and wanted to tell the eldest daughter a few more words, don’t let her go crazy, but found that the eldest daughter had already gone to the middle of the field to kneel and sit down. You have to be straight, keep your eyes closed, and cultivate your spirits.

Xueli didn't feel that her sister had robbed her opponent. Anyway, she was not interested in being a target. She just waved her hand and complained: "Father, you can drink less! The taste is so great, you don't feel dizzy after drinking so much. ?"

Naotaka Fukuzawa led her to sit down, smiled and said, "You can't do it without drinking, but it's true that you have drunk too much these days."

Xueli is very close to his father and bluntly said: "Pay attention to you, I think you are not far from drinking the foolish egg."

Fukuzawa Naotaka didn't listen at all, took a sip from the hip flask, and just smiled and said, "I see!" He is very gentle with his daughters now, and he is probably really old-his mentality is old.

Haruna led Akitaro to sit down, and put him in the main seat to show respect for the contestants, Hideji Kitahara and Fuyumi, while the two unlucky ones Xia Zhi Xia squeezed in the corner of the dojo, clutching their buttocks, staring at him. Winter beauty, who closed her eyes and rested her mind, was about to cheer Kitahara show later in order to take revenge indirectly.

It took a long time for Hideji Kitahara to come out. Although he can be called a sound in swordsmanship now, he has no experience in wearing protective gear. He sweated profusely in the locker room, and Naotaka Fukuzawa did not expect him to be this. This kind of weird flower, no matter how delicate the mind is, I never expected to send a daughter to help. When I saw him out late, I thought he was hiding in the locker room.

Kitahara Hideji also stood in the field with a bamboo sword in his hand, and yelled to Dongmei softly: "Please advise, Fukuzawa!"

Dongmei opened her eyes, the stars flickered, and she took a serious look at Hideki Kitahara, wrapped her headscarf and visor, tightened her laces, slowly got up with her sword, and bowed solemnly: "Please enlighten me, classmate Kitahara. !"

Her attitude has changed. The opponent she is going to fight against today is not Hideji Kitahara~www.NovelMTL.com~, but the haze of failure in her own heart. It is the pair of cold eyes that Hideji Kitahara left in her heart.

She wants to get Kenshin back from Kitahara Hideji!

This is not a game, and no one has issued an order. Kitahara has put in a mid-stage style-the mid-stage style of Ono's sword style. The sword is relatively closer to the body, and the point of the sword is lower than other genres, which is quite restrained-etc. At Dongmei, but Dongmei did not take the initiative to attack, but closed her eyes again, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, and she was breathing air.

Dongmi is currently defenseless, but Kitahara Hideji is not a man of demeanor. She didn't think of someone sending her feet up and giving her a sword, but just waiting patiently while maintaining the structure.

Dongmei was motionless, closed her eyes and meditated for five minutes, and bowed again to Kitahara Xiuji, indicating that she could start, and then suddenly jumped back in small steps, stretched her distance, and knelt down on the edge of the court. Put the bamboo sword on the waist, hold the hilt lightly with your small hand, lower your head and lower your eyes, and the wind can't move.

Xueli looked aside in surprise and said, "Ah, why did my sister start with Juhe? Why is it so weak?"

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