Quick Wear: The Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Character's Counterattack

Chapter 434: The Unlucky Substitute Junior (1)

"In that case, Senior Brother, then I won't—watch the moves!"

The man opposite suddenly stabbed at her with a sword before he could finish his words. Ning Ning hurriedly retreated to avoid his sword!

At the same time, Ning Ning quickly glanced around and saw that this was a spacious martial arts arena. A young man in ancient costume opposite him looked a little regretful for not stabbing with his sword just now.

There were also a few people wearing ancient martial arts robes nearby, watching.

One of them was a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back, dressed in white, standing closest to them. He had a sword on his waist, his eyes were deep, but his brows were not wrinkled, as if he was troubled by something.

The other woman in white was looking at the arena, stealing glances at him from time to time.

Ning Ning stood still holding the sword, slightly sideways, the blade flashing coldly in the sunlight.

The junior fellow student had a determined look on his face, with a barely perceptible cunningness in his eyes.

He clenched his fists and tensed his muscles, as if he could burst out with powerful strength at any time.

Then, Ning Ning and his junior brother moved at the same time.

In the first few moves, both players' moves were standard, and they fought back and forth.

Ning Ning's swordsmanship is light and agile, and each move contains clever changes.

He shook his wrist slightly, and the sword stabbed out like a snake, then quickly retracted, making it difficult to predict.

Junior brother's swordsmanship is vigorous and powerful, his moves are tight and imposing.

He thrust out with his sword, creating a gust of wind.

"Both of them have good kung fu skills! Especially Ning Ning, it seems like she has made great progress."

Some of the fellow disciples who were watching were amazed.

"Yes, but Junior Brother's attack is more fierce."

At this moment, the junior brother suddenly changed his moves and attacked Ning Ning's left side directly.

He quickened his pace, and his figure flashed like a ghost, heading straight for Ning Ning's weak spot.

Ning Ning's eyes turned cold and she dodged her junior brother's attack by moving sideways.

He slid back lightly, swung the sword in his hand in a gorgeous sword flower, counterattacked, and stabbed his junior brother's throat.

When the fellow apprentice saw this, he was overjoyed, thinking that Ning Ning had revealed a flaw, and he attacked even more recklessly.

He suddenly leaped up and stabbed at Ning Ning with his sword.

Ning Ning skillfully avoided his junior brother's fierce attacks again and again.

He seemed to be at ease, sometimes bending over, sometimes turning sideways, the sword turning flexibly in his hand, neutralizing his fellow apprentice's attacks one by one.

At the same time, he was looking for opportunities to counterattack while defending.

"Oh, Junior Brother's attack is too fierce. Can Senior Brother Ning Ning withstand it?"

"Don't worry, let's take a closer look. He attacks too quickly, so there are loopholes between his moves. I don't know who will win or lose."

Sure enough, the junior fellow on the field was unable to defeat the opponent for a long time and gradually became impatient.

He used all his strength again and attacked Ning Ning's weak spot.

This time, his speed was faster and his strength was stronger, as if he was going to defeat Ning Ning in one fell swoop.

Ning Ning seized the opportunity, turned sideways, and stabbed out with the sword in his hand like lightning.

His movements were as fast as the wind and his sword was extremely sharp. The junior fellow apprentice only felt a flash before his eyes and a sharp pain in his right arm.

"not good!"

The junior brother cried out secretly, but it was too late to dodge.

Ning Ning's sword pierced straight through his junior brother's right arm, and blood instantly dyed his sleeves red.

The junior brother screamed and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"This...how is this possible?"

The junior fellow disciple's face was full of disbelief. He never expected that even though he had all the advantages, he would still be countered by Ning Ning.

Ning Ning looked at him coldly, "Why is it impossible? It's strange that you knew the weakness in my sword moves in advance, but you still lost to me! Idiot, there is a flaw in my sword moves, how could I not know it! If I don't want to find a way to remedy it, would I keep the weakness and wait for others to kill me!"

“This… Master!”

The younger disciple looked frustrated and looked at the middle-aged man in white for help, "Look, brother, we were just fighting and he hurt me badly! I am right-handed, but he crippled my right hand. How can I hold a sword in the future?"

The middle-aged man was also full of anger. "Ning Ning, you beast, actually dared to seriously injure your fellow disciples in front of me. If I wasn't around, wouldn't you kill your fellow disciples? This is really a heinous crime!"

The woman standing next to him also disagreed, "Ning Ning, how could you make Master angry! Why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake to Master!"

Ning Ning raised her head, "I am not wrong, why should I admit it? Isn't our sect a place where reason prevails?"

He had already read the original plot and knew that his original body was a disciple of Lingyun Pavilion, a major martial arts sect. His master was Yun Yifeng, the elder of Lingyun Pavilion and the junior brother of the current sect leader.

When the martial arts conference was held, many young people who were determined to learn martial arts and wanted to become disciples rushed there. The original body was one of them. He liked martial arts since he was a child, and it was his dream to become a chivalrous knight.

At the martial arts conference, Yun Yifeng's eldest disciple Chu Youruo saw him and his eyes lit up. He pointed at him and said to Yun Yifeng, "Master, look, this little brother has some of your style. This shows that he and you are destined to be together. I think he is here to become your disciple, so why don't you accept him as your disciple!"

The original body was naturally willing. Lingyun Pavilion was one of the best sects in the martial arts world, and Yun Yifeng was also very famous. Of course, the original body wanted to be his disciple.

But Yun Yifeng looked calm, and the original body was unsure whether he was willing or not. At this time, Chu Youruo went over and pulled him to kneel, "Hey, stop standing there like an idiot. My master has always been like this. He is truly as calm as a chrysanthemum. If he doesn't say anything, it means he agrees. Why don't you kowtow and become his disciple?!"

Just like that, the original body became Yun Yifeng's sixth disciple, and Chu Youruo became his senior sister.

After becoming a disciple, the original body practiced martial arts diligently, but Yun Yifeng's attitude was always strange. Although people around him said that Yun Yifeng was just like that, dignified, self-respecting, and a little cold, he always suspected that Yun Yifeng disliked him and was even a little repulsive.

He also wanted to please Yun Yifeng and ease the relationship, but he did not expect that whatever he did was wrong in Yun Yifeng's eyes, and he was scolded at every turn. After several times, he couldn't help but feel discouraged.

I can only hope to go out and explore the world after I have learned my skills.

The only thing that comforted him was that Chu Youruo was very kind to him and took good care of him.

He already had some feelings for Chu Youruo. With Chu Youruo's care, his original body quickly fell in love with her and expressed his feelings to her. Chu Youruo also readily agreed, and the two naturally became closer and closer.

But the more this happened, the worse Yun Yifeng treated his original body. He was unwilling to teach him superior kung fu. Later, Yun Yifeng even injured his original body several times in the name of teaching martial arts.

Chu Youruo naturally protected and cared for him, but the more she did so, the worse the original body's situation became. Even his fellow disciples began to avoid him, fearing that if they got too close to him, they would also be disliked by their master.