You Shi Wan (Third Update)

The enthusiastic and lively Bing Su was naturally unaware that he had just brushed past the perverted "Shura" on the internal network.

Mu Fan rushed in like a whirlwind. After a short while, she seemed to wake up from a dream and ran over, only to find an empty corridor.

Where are the people who were just running?

Not a food delivery person?

A bewildered Bing Su returned to the Dojo.

Mu Fan has already appeared in the First Battle Room.

This was something Lu Qingxue had told him before; it was a privilege of honorary members. Apart from not having management authority, the other benefits were basically the same as those of a vice president.

Therefore, he could naturally enter the First Battle Room, which was one of the perks.

This is a Dojo that combines training and combat. Inside, there are four well-preserved Wooden Dummy, as well as weapon racks equipped with various training weapons.

Of course, as it is the territory of Kendo Club, it mainly contains various types of swords.

In a corner of the Dojo is an entrance that needs to be opened separately.

There is a separate Gravity Training Room there, which Mu Fan saw when he last came in.

He placed the Helmet on the ground to the side, and then neatly arranged the twenty boxes of fried rice in his hand.

Mu Fan licked his lips, afraid that he might not be able to resist eating them all.

So, in a flash, he came up with a brilliant idea.

Eat when you're warming up, eat when you're doing gravity training, and eat when you're doing chopping training!

Perfect!

Mu Fan opened a box of fried rice. Although the cafeteria food was crudely made, it did not detract from the fact that it had the real aroma of grains, far superior to synthetic foods.

With the delicious food right in front of him, Mu Fan braced himself with his hands and did a handstand, suspending himself above the fried rice.

With a bent arm pressing down, he managed to get a bite of rice in his mouth.

Aww~

With a double-armed jump, Mu Fan tumbled and landed in mid-air.

He swallowed a mouthful of rice, which was ground into bits as soon as it entered his stomach, its aroma stimulating his taste buds.

I had completely forgotten to eat.

Let's start with this warm-up! Hahahaha.

So Mu Fan did two consecutive backflips and swallowed another mouthful.

Aww~

This time he made a circular motion and swallowed it in one gulp.

Aww~

Stimulated by the food, Mu Fan tumbled around the room like a whirlwind, taking a bite every time he passed the boxed lunch, and the whole thing was gone in the blink of an eye.

With a double somersault in mid-air, he landed steadily in a handstand position. Mu Fan stretched his neck with satisfaction; the effect was better than he had expected. He'd eat half more, then go find the Fighter Instructor!

Yes, we can't go hungry; we should save the rest for later.

Anyway, the Dojo here is free of charge.

Mu Fan secretly chuckled to himself as he calculated.

With a wave of his hand, nine lunchboxes lined up neatly on the ground and opened simultaneously. In an instant, a whirlwind formed as Mu Fan rolled and jumped around the Dojo.

At the entrance of the Kendo Club, a woman's long, light chestnut hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, swaying rhythmically. The gentle, refined elegance revealed as she lightly raised her wrist caused the two boys closest to the entrance to excitedly call out, "Good morning, Vice President!"

"Vice President, the daffodils have arrived?"

"Oh my god, my dream goddess actually came today! So she likes to come over at night."

Bing Su, who was diligently chopping at the Wooden Dummy, saw the tall, beautiful woman with a faint smile on her face and immediately cheered with joy.

"Wan'er ~~ I'm so happy to see you! What brings you here today?"

"Come and get my training clothes. Good evening, Susu. Is Senior Qing Xue not here?" Her gentle gaze, as clear as autumn water, made some of the boys who were staring at them turn away shyly.

I simply couldn't bear to desecrate such a beautiful daffodil with my eyes.

"Sister Xue isn't here, she's probably busy. Why don't you get your clothes and train with me for a bit, Wan'er?" Bing Su blinked frantically at You Shi Wan.

Looking at her lively friend, You Shi Wan still showed a gentle smile and shook her head, "I have to go back after I get it. I have some things to take care of at the Student Union."

"Oh, alright, I guess you're preparing for the Freshmen Welcome Party. My Wan'er, you must take care of yourself since you're working so hard." Bing Su waved goodbye reluctantly.

You Shiwan smiled beautifully, blinked slightly to indicate that she was right, and then pointed inside:

"I'll be going now, everyone. Sorry for interrupting your training."

After speaking, You Shi Wan walked slowly into the depths of the corridor with an impeccable and graceful gait.

"I'm so envious. The vice president has such an elegant and charming temperament. Even as a girl, I admire her immensely."

"Who can argue with that? Our Kendo Club's daffodils have that ethereal beauty."

"Wan'er's gait is so beautiful, I want to learn it too." Bing Su's beautiful eyes made no attempt to hide her envy.

"Susu, you two have different styles. If you walk like that too, then you won't be yourself, and no one will like you."

"Don't talk to me like that! My sister is so lovable!"

The two girls started playfully fighting amidst the laughter around them as they talked.

With light and graceful steps, You Shi Wan swaying figure resembled a spirited woman from a painting, leaving people with endless imagination before finally disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Opposite to Lu Qingxue's president's office, her own room was near the exit. So, in the short time it You Shi Wan around, she entered her private room.

The items inside were arranged in an orderly manner, and the clean and tidy interior was pleasing to the eye.

The locker was next to the passageway connecting to the First Battle Room, so when she looked over, she noticed the red light that was on.

Is anyone there?

Didn't they say that Senior Qing Xue wasn't here?

What happened?

The fair hand that had been opening the wardrobe stopped. She casually pulled a soft sword from the weapon rack. With a calm expression, You Shi Wan took a few steps forward. Her permissions were granted, and the door opened.

Aww~~

Aww~~

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The moment the sealed isolation door opened, bursts of excited shouts and whooshing sounds filled the air.

Having just finished his eighth box of fried rice, Mu Fan had lost count of how many somersaults he had performed.

Hearing a noise nearby, he instinctively rolled over.

Of course, I took another big bite while flipping over the fried rice.

So, Mu Fan, his face covered in fried rice, slammed on the brakes and came to a smooth stop You Shi Wan...

50 centimeters in front of him.

He unconsciously chewed a few more times.

You Shi Wan had just taken her first step, froze in place.

Her chestnut-brown, cascading hair also stopped swaying.

Their eyes met.

You Shi Wan's delicate and high nose twitched slightly as she glanced past Mu Fan and swept her gaze across the arena, noticing the eight empty lunchboxes and the stack of unopened lunchboxes beside them.

Then, her lips parted slightly, and a voice, as sweet and gentle as a soothing orchid in a secluded valley, uttered.

"Who are you? This is the club president's private battle room."

Mu Fan hurriedly chewed a few mouthfuls, finally swallowing the food, and stared wide-eyed at the elegant woman in front of him.

"I am Mu Fan, an honorary member of the Kendo Club. So how did you get out?"

"You Shi Wan, Kendo Club Vice President." The woman's soft voice remained unchanged, unaffected by Mu Fan's vulgar behavior, and as pleasant as ever.

"Hello, you seem a bit familiar..." Mu Fan frowned as if he was thinking about something.

"I saw you this morning." You Shi Wan lightly stepped past Mu Fan, her peaceful gaze sweeping around the Dojo before finally settling on Mu Fan's sweaty body. Her voice was calm and gentle, like a gentle rain that soothes the soul and unconsciously seeps into people's hearts.

"Although eating is not prohibited Dojo, it's... not a good idea."