In the empty fencing hall, under bright lights, there were no spectators, no cheers, no coaches commenting or guiding. Two figures in fencing uniforms stood at opposite ends of the strip.
If at first, Lu Ran found the girl in front of him ridiculously overestimating herself, the fierce exchange of dozens of thrusts brought his heart to the brink of bursting madness and heat, making everything in his sight focus solely on the girl across from him.
“This is the last thrust.” Lu Ran’s cold voice echoed in the fencing hall.
Only he knew that his blood was boiling wildly, eager to strike her, to make her surrender, because a certain secret and unprecedented thought had surfaced in his mind—he wanted to defeat her and be remembered by her forever.
They almost simultaneously rushed towards each other. Lu Ran raised his sword, knowing that his strength, speed, and flexibility were all advantages. Her actions were merely desperate struggles.
But in that moment of thought, she sidestepped to avoid his fatal strike, followed by continuous counterattacks. He didn’t know how she managed to get so close, only that her thrust shattered his perception and confidence, hitting his chest.
Everything he had built up crumbled, not under a flood, but a suddenly vast world.
She maintained her stance, seemingly small but in that moment becoming a force that overturned him.
When they lay on the ground together, the girl closed her eyes and laughed foolishly: “Lu Ran—you can’t give up fencing to study telecommunications engineering… no, I mean, you can study telecommunications engineering, but don’t give up fencing.”
“Why?” he asked.
He didn’t tell her that at that moment, hearing her breathing and silly laughter, his nerves were taut.
“I’m not as good at studying as you, nor as good-looking. I’m not as good as you in anything, but fencing is the only thing I can excel at. If I ever win the women’s sabre elite or league championship, I can tell my dad, look, my achievements in fencing aren’t any worse than Lu Ran’s.”
Maybe you’re not as good as me in everything, but you make my heart race like crazy.
“Alright.”
“You said alright?”
“You asked me to continue, so I will.”
Because only here do I have the chance to make you keep looking at me.
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