I let you be a fugitive, not to set up a private army.

Quan Xiuxian concentrated his last strength on his feet, deciding that even if he was hit by the wooden sword, he would kick the opponent unconscious, and the one who was standing would be the final winner.

The wooden sword continued to grow larger in his pupils. It was at this distance.

He pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and with the help of the force transmitted from the ground, he suddenly raised his foot...

Before it was completely kicked out, the wooden sword in the pupil was retracted?

Change your tactics! !

Quan Xiuxian was horrified, but it was too late to react and he could only believe in his own heavy kick.

The moment Chen Jiajun pulled back the wooden sword, he turned halfway and kicked out as well—

The dragon swung its tail!

Bang! !

Chen Jiajun felt a heavy blow on his left back, and his shoulder seemed to be dislocated. The sword master in front of him was kicked in the chin by his own dragon tail, and the whole person fell to the ground sideways.

The entire dojo was in deathly silence.

People couldn't believe that the renowned Master Quan Xiuxian was defeated by an unknown young man...

No, the master may not lose.

In their sight, they watched Quan Xiuxian support himself with his hands and try to get up, and everyone was faintly excited.

Get up, Master!

Get up and fight again!!

One second, two seconds... The figure who tried to get up shook his head, which seemed to be severely dizzy, and his supporting hand slipped and he fell again.

The crowd opened their mouths, but could not say anything.

Quan Xiuxian, defeated!!

"I, I can't possibly lose..." Quan Xiuxian in the field was a little incoherent, trying to stand up again with his arms on the ground. The severe dizziness in his brain made his arms tremble violently.

Chen Jiajun walked over and said calmly, "Master Quan, don't ever say that South Korean Kendo is the origin of East Asian Kendo. Don't claim that the culture you stole from Dragon Country is your country's. You can't even face the facts. You're only deceiving yourself. No wonder your Kendo skills are so weak."

Then he stretched out his foot and slid slightly towards the master's arm that was supporting the ground. The master fell to the ground with a plop. "Don't try so hard. If you want to defeat me, you need to eat more salt for a few more years."

After saying that, Chen Jiajun carried the wooden sword in one hand, ignored the silent crowd, and walked towards the gate of the kendo hall.

Behind him, Quan Xiuxian's face turned pale and he was fuming with anger. Not only did he lose, but he was also being humiliated like this...

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

After returning to Tongque District from Jiangnan District, Chen Jiajun was in a very good mood. Although the duel was a bit difficult, the gains were also extremely considerable.

In this special event, the master of stealing culture was defeated, and 5 more dragon soul coins appeared in the spiritual space, which is unprecedented wealth.

Two of them were used to upgrade 'Jujitsu Mastery' to the T1 world professional level, and one was used directly to strengthen the body.

In the Kendo Club match, he was kicked in the back shoulder by Kwon Soo-hyun. As an eighth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, his leg strength is still quite strong, so it is necessary to strengthen and treat his body in time.

Keep the remaining two for now. If there are no special circumstances, they can be used to strengthen the body in the future. It takes two weeks to adapt to each strengthening, so they cannot be used at present.

When I walked into Building 2 of Genting Apartments, I met the couple next door who were waiting for the elevator.

"Yongxiao, what is this wooden sword of yours?" Meng Junwei greeted.

"The spoils of war." Chen Jiajun replied.

"Spoils of war?" Meng Junwei pressed. "Was it won in the kendo competition?"

Chen Jiajun nodded: "I guess so."

"I didn't realize you know swordsmanship. Did you win it in some wild competition?" Kim Ha-na interjected.

Since the other party said "it is", it is conceivable that it is definitely not a formal competition.

Chen Jiajun was in a good mood today and didn't bother to care about the other person's simple brain: "Indeed."

From what I've gotten to know over this period of time, it's hard to describe this woman's speaking skills and emotional intelligence.

Meng Junwei took over the conversation: "No competition is easy. Winning is already very remarkable."

"That's not necessarily true. I might even win some pheasant competitions." Kim Ha-na said casually.