Wait, why is this blond guy a lolicon?

Chapter 174 Swordsmanship 2

Option 1: Turtle

[Summary: He turned into a coward, apologizing as he got out.]

[Reward: Item - Forgiveness Hat (Wearing this makes you able to forgive anyone)]

Option Two: Loli King

[Synopsis: In your eyes, everyone is a loli. Since they are lolis and you are a loli-con, then beat them all up!]

[Reward: Title - Loli King (You are loved and supported by real little lolis; be careful not to break the law)]

Option 3: Come on, let's practice.

[Synopsis: He challenges Lu Ziyan to a swordplay contest, aiming to completely outclass her and force her to accept defeat, thus correcting her biases.]

[Reward: Skill - Shin-Tō-ryū (Complete mastery of Shin-Tō-ryū swordsmanship)]

Jiang Ling hardly hesitated.

His gaze swept over the reward of the third option, then he raised his hand and pointed at Lu Ziyan, his tone calm but leaving no room for argument:

"Wait a minute, a competition is fine, but I won't compete against him. My opponent is you!"

"ha?"

Da Zhuang, who had just taken off his helmet and was about to take a sip of water, burst out laughing upon hearing this, almost dropping his helmet in the process.

"Hahaha, what did you say?"

The Kawasaki Kendo Club members in the audience burst into laughter, their eyes filled with mockery and pity as they looked at Jiang Ling.

"This guy, does he think he can bully people just because the minister is a woman?"

"That's right! The minister is a monster woman who can punch right through a training sandbag!"

"Hahaha, the minister punched him once, and his head split into seven pieces!"

"That's hilarious. If I had enrolled two years ago, I probably would have made the same choice, but now... hehe."

"The frog that stays at the bottom of the well, unaware that there are immortals in the world, is exactly the kind of person described."

The mockery grew louder and louder, making the members of the Shilu Kendo Club who had come to exchange ideas feel their faces burning. They all lowered their heads, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The junior sister held her forehead and sighed:

"Even the strongest swordsman in Shilu lost... How could some unknown guy, with that physique, possibly succeed in his challenge!"

Many members of the Shilu Kendo Club became anxious, and some stood up:

"That's not fair! Why should his win or loss determine whether we have to crawl out with bamboo knives in our mouths..."

"Yeah, isn't this blatant bullying?"

"How could he possibly beat your minister? He's just here to embarrass us!!"

"Shut up, all of you!"

Lu Ziyan gave a cold shout, her sharp gaze sweeping across the restless crowd.

In an instant, the entire place fell silent, and those who had been resisting all gave up.

"Dazhuang, have a wrist-wrestling match with him. If his wrist strength isn't as strong as yours, then there's no need to compete with me," Lu Ziyan said calmly.

"Hehe, no problem, Minister!"

Da Zhuang grinned, cracked his knuckles, and strode toward Jiang Ling, trying to create a sense of oppression with his height and disdainful gaze.

But soon, he could no longer maintain his momentum.

Because Jiang Ling was a full half head taller than him.

Moreover.

The invisible, oppressive masculine aura emanating from the other person made him feel as if an invisible rope was hanging down from the ceiling, tightening around his neck, ready to play a lighthearted and fun tug-of-war with him...

"Heh...it's probably just a cheap imitation made with protein powder and hormones..."

Da Zhuang tried to comfort himself, feeling guilty.

His gaze unconsciously swept over Jiang Ling's figure again, and suddenly, a strong feeling of jealousy mixed with self-consciousness arose.

His physique... was naturally handsome, possessing a fatal attraction and domineering presence.

Shoulders, chest, back, waist, legs—the circumference and angles of each part are all at a delicate critical point.

Any more would make it seem bulky, any less would make it seem flimsy.

They lie quietly beneath ordinary white shirts, yet they evoke images of ancient tyrannosaurs at rest, poised to unleash terrifying power at any moment...

At this moment, only one thought remained in Dazhuang's mind:

That physique... was born in the wrong era.

"Hehe, come on, let's compare grip strength. If you win, I can challenge the minister. She's stronger than me..." Da Zhuang swallowed subconsciously and quickly stepped forward.

What else can we do now that things have come to this?

Only by going in!

Perhaps the other party is just faking it...

Jiang Ling casually put one hand in his pocket, extended his other hand, and gently enveloped Da Zhuang's hand with his large palm, smiling slightly:

"Alright, let's have a competition then."

This attitude... is it humble?

A bead of cold sweat appeared on Dazhuang's forehead.

No, this isn't humility. It's absolute confidence, so extreme that it disdains to put on any pretense...

"In his eyes, I'm probably like...like..."

"Start! Shake!" the referee blew his whistle.

Click—!

A sharp, teeth-grinding cracking sound instantly reverberated throughout the silent dojo, piercing everyone's eardrums.

Da Zhuang stared blankly, slowly lowering his head. What came into view was his own hand, which was twisted and deformed, with bone fragments piercing his skin.

"...Like a little girl!"

"Aaaaaahh ...

"What incredible wrist strength!" many people exclaimed.

A hint of surprise flashed in Lu Ziyan's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

Having inherited the "bloodline" of the Ma family, she can easily crush the palm of an ordinary person.

Lu Ziyan put on a serious expression and called over the medical staff: "Bandage up Dazhuang and take him away."

Lan Xinlan sat in the audience, holding a small sachet, her expression unchanged.

She clearly understood Jiang Ling's... well, husband's strength; with one punch, 99% of the people present would be reduced to blood and gore.

Lu Ziyan put her kendo protective gear back on and tossed a spare set to Jiang Ling:

"Put them on, so you don't get beaten up and cry later and say it's a problem with your equipment."

Jiang Ling awkwardly put on the kendo protective gear. There was no other way; it was her first time wearing it, and she was really unfamiliar with it, so she could only force it on.

Many of the Kawasaki staff members who were initially worried about Da Zhuang's miserable state breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene:

"This guy doesn't understand swordsmanship... he's just all about raw power."

"That's right, and besides, the minister is also very strong. Once the strength is neutralized, what's left is a pure swordsmanship contest. In short... the advantage is on my side!"

Both of them stepped onto the tatami mats, carrying bamboo swords.

"No matter how impressive your muscles are, if you don't know how to use a sword, you're just a sitting duck."

Lu Ziyan spoke in a deliberately relaxed tone, but the hand holding the knife changed from a single-handed grip back to the standard eight-phase stance.

She's serious!

"My name is Lu Ziyan. I am a disciple of Ma Sheng of the Natural Rishin School and I am currently the strongest in the entire Natural Rishin School."

Jiang Ling stroked her chin and asked, "Natural Mind-Body Flow?"

"That's right, the Natural Rinnegan style," she said, proudly raising her head.

"What is it?"

Lu Ziyan: ...

Her gaze turned cold, and she suppressed her displeasure, asking according to her usual procedure before competitions:

"I'm asking you, what type of woman do you like?"

Jiang Ling stroked her chin and thought for a moment before answering seriously, "If I had to say, it would probably be something that evokes maternal instincts..."

"Oh?"

Lu Ziyan raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile of approval on her face: "It seems you're not entirely hopeless after all..."

"...a loli."

Lu Ziyan's smile froze instantly, transforming into undisguised disgust:

"You have absolutely terrible taste..."

"Wait a minute, I want to ask, in the Natural Heart-Mind School, who is the strongest and most accomplished person...?" Seeing that Lu Ziyan was about to rush over, Jiang Ling hurriedly asked again.

"The fourth leader of the Natural Rishin-ryu school, the commander of the Shinsengumi, the strongest power-type swordsman, a genius-level fighter, and the strongest performer in the Boshin War—Kondo Isami!" Lu Ziyan raised her bamboo sword and struck him, sneering:

"Unless you can revive Kondo Isami-senpai right now, you can expect to be defeated by my 'One-Piece Crush'!"

Jiang Ling: [Spirit Inquiry Technique, activated!]