Notes of the Creator God

The day's classes ended at 4:20 in the afternoon, and today was the day for the annual club recruitment.

During his freshman year, Yichuan was busy with his studies—in fact, mainly busy with completing Him's training—so he didn't join any clubs.

Today he plans to visit the club. If he meets someone who is interested, he might consider joining.

After all, you can get credits by joining a club, so why not?

In this way, Yichuan came to the school's cultural square after school, which is the designated venue for club recruitment every year.

The square was crowded with people, and there was an endless stream of people. Each club was working hard to perform their talents, show off the characteristics of their own club, and attract new students who were at a loss.

Yi Chuan walked around and suddenly found that many people gathered in front of the stage in the north of the Cultural Square. Almost one-third of the people in the square went there.

Everyone likes to watch the excitement. As the saying goes, watching the excitement is not too big a deal, so Yichuan also curiously walked over.

Yichuan stood on tiptoe and saw the banners and upright signboards hung on the stage. There were more than a dozen students standing in a row on the stage with their hands behind their backs like escorts. In front of them, a tall, thin and muscular man was delivering an impassioned speech. speech

"...sword......Sword club? I didn’t seem to see this club last year. Is it newly established this year?"

The slogans written on the banners and signboards clearly showed the audience the true face of this club.

When he took a closer look, Yichuan discovered that the members of the swordsmanship club on the stage all had a straight sword on their waist, and it did not look like a prop....

From the self-introduction of the president of the swordsmanship club, the audience also learned that practicing swordsmanship is not just a hobby. He is a swordsmanship genius who has won the national championship.

"No way......How could the school leaders allow this?...Is there a dangerous association established?"

While Yichuan was thinking about it, the speech of the (presumed) president of the swordsmanship club was coming to an end, and his speech was indeed inspiring. Most of the surrounding audience, whether they were freshmen or old students, They all became very excited and clamored to join the Kendo Club.

"Everyone, please be patient! For this new recruitment, our agency has also arranged a highlight event!"The president of the swordsmanship club shouted. After hearing what he said, the excited crowd quickly calmed down and looked forward to the next chapter.

"Invite me—the swordsmanship instructor of our Kendo club! Miss An!"

As soon as the president finished speaking, the club members behind him dispersed to both sides, made a way to stand on both sides, and bowed their heads in salute.

The president also followed the members to the side, and also bowed their heads in salute. His expression became very serious

"？"The audience in the audience were all confused. Who is the master of swordsmanship that can make the president of the swordsmanship club, the national champion, bow his head and salute?

Yichuan was also very curious about the true identity of the swordsmanship consultant, and he and the audience were eagerly looking forward to it.

I saw a tall and thin figure slowly appear from the backstage. When she walked onto the stage, everyone was shocked by the aura exuded from her body, both on and off the stage.

But her appearance and figure made the audience feel confused.

"Actually...Is it a girl?"Yichuan was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the swordsmanship master respected so much by the president of the swordsmanship club was actually a girl. He didn't mean to look down on girls, but it was rare for girls to practice martial arts. At least he had never seen him before..The girl called"Miss An" by the president of the swordsmanship club has a very beautiful appearance. Her long night-colored hair is tied into a high ponytail, hanging down to her waist. Her eyes are bright purple and her eyes are sharp. She has a dark sword on her waist. The"cool" long knife

"The knife on her waist......Is it a Tang Dao?......"Yichuan looked at An carefully on the stage and thought.

Many people in the audience were fascinated by An's beautiful appearance, and even more people raised doubts.

They didn't understand why such a weak woman who seemed to have no strength would serve as the consultant of the swordsmanship club?

Faced with the doubts from the audience, An remained silent and turned her attention to the president.

The president also understood this and walked to the stage and shouted:"Quiet! Although Miss An is outside the school, she defeated me in the duel with me. Her swordsmanship is exquisite and her sword is deadly! If anyone refuses to accept it, please do it." Come on stage and let’s compete!"

Someone asked why the president and club members didn’t compete with An and show it to everyone.

After hearing someone ask this, the faces of the president and other members showed embarrassment. The president looked at An awkwardly, hesitantly pulled up the sleeve of his right arm, and showed his arm to everyone..

The people in the audience gasped. There were large bruises on the president's right arm, as if he had been beaten with a blunt instrument.

It goes without saying that the people in the audience also understand whose handiwork these injuries are.

"You have seen it! Even I was defeated miserably by Miss An's sword! cough......I can't hold the sword for the time being."

The president frankly admitted his failure. After the people in the audience heard what he said, their doubts disappeared.