Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

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"A challenge..."

With its prominent red status and pinned to the top, Cao Han immediately saw the challenge Yuan Zhisheng had issued to him.

They actually want to challenge him to a match during tomorrow's kendo class.

What may seem like a thoughtless act is actually the result of careful consideration.

If it were a real life-or-death battle, Genji knew he had no chance of winning and could be killed in an instant.

However, this is restricted by the Vice Principal's Night Watchman's Word of Power Ring.

Unable to use the power of words, Genji saw only a sliver of hope in his proud swordsmanship, which is why he resolutely issued a challenge on the Night Watchers forum.

Within ten minutes of the challenge being posted, the post already had thousands of comments.

One of the comments, consisting of just four characters, "I'm really looking forward to it," is one that no one can ignore.

Because the ID that left the comment was "Cambridge Folding Knife".

Everyone knows that this is Principal Angers' user ID.

Unexpectedly, a "challenge" sent out in the middle of the night actually brought out the principal, who seems to be looking forward to the sword duel between Genjiro and Cao Han.

Angers is a swordsman who has been granted the title of "Two Heavens One Style" and is unmatched in the entire Kassel College!

kendo?

What the hell? !

When he saw that it was a sword duel, Cao Han scratched his head, feeling a little annoyed.

He had never come into contact with this thing in either his previous life or this one.

The swordsmanship to cut down dragons in the Nibelungen?

That's just what it looks like; in reality, it's like a brick flying with great force.

To put it bluntly, it's about using brute force and extreme speed to swing the knife at the enemy's vital points; there's no skill involved.

Chapter 64: Close to the face and open up

Wherever there's an opportunity to make (or rip off) money, there Finger will be.

The school's top student, Genji, versus the strongest S+ level freshman.

The very title alone has already generated a huge amount of buzz and attention.

No gambler loses every day!

Not long after being completely wiped out by the Finger bookmaker, they plunged headlong into a new pit, choosing their support targets in the pinned betting posts under the manipulation of the privileged dog.

The number of participants ranged from three to five thousand to over ten thousand, and within just ten minutes, over a hundred people had already chosen to participate.

Fingel, sitting in front of his computer, had eyes full of money. He realized that Cao Han was definitely his money-making god. He had only been in Kassel College for a short time, but he had already created amazing business opportunities.

Fingel, who was dreaming of making a fortune, did not notice that Cao Han had come up behind him.

Are there many people placing bets?

"More? Absolutely more!"

Snapped--

Seeing the ghost, Fingel quickly turned his neck, making a crisp sound. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Cao Han.

The next second, a sharp pain shot through her neck, and her charming smile turned into a bitter laugh. "Junior, could you please not appear out of nowhere behind people next time?"

He secretly tried to mobilize his bloodline power, but there was no response, proving that he was still under the control of the discipline. Otherwise, he would have even suspected that Cao Han had come from Time Zero.

"How can you guarantee a profit without losses if you open the market like this?"

"Firstly, the odds are constantly adjusted based on the number of bets placed, and secondly... there are always gamblers who don't believe in the odds! If it were a direct confrontation between Genjiro and you, junior, the outcome would be obvious, and I wouldn't have opened this betting platform."

The problem is that your duel is a sword fight, which gives many people room to 'gamble'.

Beat a fight, bike change bike!

Not everyone in the college is rich. Like me, I need to start working hard now to earn next year's tuition and living expenses.

"If I bet on myself to win..."

"Boss! You're my boss! Please, have mercy on me and let me go!"

Fingel clasped his hands together and raised them above his head in a gesture of begging for mercy. He knew very well that Cao Han was carrying a huge sum of 60 billion yuan, which would make him a billionaire in US dollars.

Even a tiny bit of liquid leaking between his fingers could be used for betting and wipe out his entire underwear!

"If you want to make money with your skills..."

"You overestimate me. I'm a complete failure who's unlikely to even graduate!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Han simply patted Fingel on the shoulder and said no more.

Don't tell others to be kind without having suffered others' suffering!

The one who tied the knot must untie it; some things require the person involved to step out of the shadows themselves, rather than being forcibly pulled into the sunlight by others.

Fortunately, Cao Han has enough confidence and time to wait for the day when Fingel opens his heart.

Before that, it's not unacceptable to be content with playing the role of a "tool".

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"Professor, I'm sorry, I have a stomachache and need to leave now."

"Go."

"Teacher, I suddenly have something urgent to deal with, so I need to ask you for leave."

"approve!"

"Teacher, I..."

"Alright, alright, I know you're all restless and want to get to the kendo room early to grab the front row, so get out of class is over, let's go, let's all go!"

One second the students in the classroom were overjoyed because of their mentor's magnanimity, and the next second they stared wide-eyed as their mentor tucked his books under his arm and ran off like a whirlwind.

Look in that direction, isn't that the kendo room?!

The students, belatedly realizing what was happening, rushed out the door and ran as fast as they could.

Their eyes constantly scanned their surroundings warily. At this moment, there was no talk of affection among classmates; it was all about getting ahead of others to secure a good front-row viewing position!

The kendo classroom is an exceptionally spacious kendo hall that can accommodate hundreds of people. The wooden floor is polished to a shine, and all students who enter must take off their shoes before entering.

At the far end of the entryway, on the wall, hangs a calligraphy scroll with two powerful characters written on it—

kendo!

Whether the calligraphy was good or bad, Cao Han didn't have the artistic talent to appreciate it. However, he immediately noticed the principal's name in the lower right corner of the painting.

To accept the challenge? Sure!

Going to class? I'd rather not.

He arrived leisurely half an hour before get out of class ended, and the moment he opened the wooden door to the entrance hall and stepped into the kendo dojo, he became the focus of everyone's attention.

The moment Cao Han appeared, Fingel, who was in the front row, immediately stood up and pulled him to sit down next to him.

Before Cao Han could even ask what was going on with the classroom full of students, Fingel's low voice rang out beside him.

"Junior, why are you only arriving now? Everyone's been waiting for ages."

"Wait? Wait for what?" Cao Han was still completely unaware of what was going on.

The person in charge of the kendo class is an old man who was transferred from the Japanese branch. He is Miyamoto Jiro, the younger brother of the current head of the Miyamoto family. He is also a kendo master himself, having obtained the mastery of Niten Ichi-ryu, Shinkage-ryu, and other styles.

In addition, he was also skilled in the assassination techniques of Japanese ninjas.

Miyamoto Jiro has been teaching at the Kassel College for several years, and even the principal, Angers, acknowledges his skill in kendo. His students are amazed and deeply admire his kendo prowess.

Whether they are returning students or new students, he always emphasizes the discipline of kendo class during the first kendo class of the semester.

The most important thing is... punctuality!

"Everyone's here early to wait for your duel with Genjiro! Is this your first time taking a kendo class, junior?" Fingel looked at Cao Han's completely clueless expression and probably understood.

"Yes, it's my first time. What's wrong?" Cao Han asked, puzzled.

"There won't be any problems, but it might be a little troublesome."

"That settles it then. What's so great about learning swordsmanship?"

The words just fell.

Cao Han turned his head and saw that the old man who had been dissecting the sword moves one by one was now standing in front of him. His seemingly cloudy eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and his voice was deep and stern:

“This student, could you please repeat what you just said? I could hear the disdain in your voice regarding kendo.”

"Yes, your Japanese swordsmanship is nothing special."

Cao Han, speaking the truth, had no idea that his words would not only enrage the kendo teacher, Miyamoto Jiro, but also...

Genji, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this arrogant statement.

"We've almost finished teaching today's lessons. Since this student looks down on swordsmanship so much, let him come up and see for himself."

A Buddha earns a stick of incense, a person fights for a breath!

Having been confronted with a direct and blatant display of disdain for kendo, Miyamoto Jiro decided to teach this arrogant student a lesson.

Don't you have a great disdain for Kendo?

Then let's experience the true meaning of swordsmanship firsthand through pain!

Chapter 65 Doubt life

Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a fine tradition of the Chinese nation.

Before Cao Han could even agree, the old man had already gone to the shelf where wooden swords were displayed and casually picked one out.

The other party already had a bamboo sword, so who was this one for? Was there even a question?

"Senior, please help me think of a way to refuse! This teacher is so old, isn't this bullying an elderly person?!"