What happened?

As a member of the Discipline Committee, Fang Zheng certainly couldn't ignore the incident, so he walked over, and the four girls followed closely behind him. After arriving in front of the crowd, everyone saw a beautiful girl with a ponytail wearing a kendo uniform arguing with a boy in the middle of the crowd. From their argument and the discussions of others, Fang Zheng was able to reconstruct the situation.

The girl belonged to the Kendo Club of Department 2, and the boy was a member of the Fencing Club of Department 1. However, just when the people in the Kendo Club were performing a competition, the boy suddenly walked up and beat the people in the Kendo Club to a pulp - well, this was obviously an act of ruining the show, no wonder the girl was so angry.

"I know that senior."

At this moment, Chiba Erica was explaining to everyone.

"Mibu Sayaka, she was the runner-up in the junior high school girls' category of the kendo competition two years ago. At the time, she was called the beautiful swordsman or Kendo Komachi, which caused quite a sensation."

"But she...is the runner-up, right?"

Hearing this, Kitayama Shizuku asked in confusion. According to common sense in the world, the first place should be known to everyone, but the second place should be unknown to no one.

"The problem with the champion is... his looks."

Well, after hearing this, everyone understood immediately.

"The man is Kirihara Takeaki, the junior high school champion of the Kanto Swordsmanship Competition two years ago, the undisputed first place winner."

After Chiba Erica introduced the two sides, the two sides did not agree with each other and immediately started fighting again. This intense battle was also very exciting to watch. Although the two sides were evenly matched at the beginning, the woman seemed to be more skilled. In the end, the woman hit the man's right shoulder by a hair's breadth and won the final victory.

"If it was a real sword, it would have been fatal. Your attack only hurt my flesh. Just admit defeat!"

The beautiful swordsman raised her bamboo sword and pointed it at the man, who had a gloomy face and then let out a low laugh.

"Ha... hahaha? If it's a real sword? My body wasn't cut. Mibu, do you want to fight with real kung fu? Then I will do as you wish and use a real sword to fight you!!"

As he spoke, the man stretched out his right hand and placed it on his left wrist. Soon, accompanied by a sharp sound, a golden light appeared and covered the bamboo sword in his hand. Then the man raised the bamboo sword and swung it hard at the woman. Facing the man's attack, the female swordsman on the opposite side also hurriedly retreated and jumped away.

However, even so, a crack appeared on her protective gear.

"How is it? Mibui! This is the real sword!!"

Looking at the female swordsman who was dodging in a panic, the man shouted again with a distorted face. Then he rushed forward and swung the bamboo sword at the female swordsman again.

“Click.”

However, at this moment, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the bamboo sword covered by magical power, stopping the man from taking further action.

"Why?!"

Seeing this scene, both the female swordsman and the man in the field, as well as the people watching around were stunned. They knew very well that the man was casting the vibration-based melee magic "High Frequency Blade". Under the effect of this magic, even a cylindrical bamboo sword could exert the power of a real sword.

However, this man who suddenly appeared grabbed the sword that was as sharp as a blade without hesitation?

"You, who are you? What do you want to do?"

The man gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, stared at Fang Zheng and asked loudly.

Although Fang Zheng also wanted to imitate Shirai Kuroko and say "You have to kill the bun by double-attacking it", after thinking about it, he gave up.

"I'm the Discipline Committee member. You've been arrested for improper use of magic. Put down your weapon and surrender immediately. If it's just a fight of pride, it doesn't matter. But violating the rules and using magic without permission is another matter. I think you should understand this."

Having said that, Fang Zheng stared at the pale-faced man, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. I will make you understand."

As he said this, Fang Zheng exerted force with his right hand, and everyone heard a "bang" as the sword was snapped off by Fang Zheng. The magic effect on the sword also dissipated. At the same time, with the reaction force of the magic being forced to stop, the man's face turned pale and he fell backwards to the ground.

"minister!!!"

Seeing their minister suffer, the people from the sword department came to him one after another, and Fang Zheng stared at them and threw away the broken bamboo sword in his hand.

"Okay, student, please come with us. You should know that resistance is futile."

"Shut up, you bastard. You're just a first-year student, how dare you be so rude!!"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, several burly boys from the sword department in front of them roared and rushed towards Fang Zheng, but Fang Zheng just glanced at them and snorted coldly.

"snort."

Fang Zheng's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder that struck the hearts of the swordsmanship club members, making them instantly dizzy and falling to their knees.

“Prepare to die!!”

Seeing this, the other members of the swordsmanship club finally couldn't help but take action. For a moment, all kinds of magical lights flashed, and the onlookers around screamed and retreated in fear. Then, the members of the swordsmanship club held various CADs and rushed towards Fang Zheng, and then...

"roll!!"

The next moment, with Fang Zheng's roar, the swordsmen who had rushed over were immediately sent flying backwards, and the magic they were about to release also completely exploded and lost its effect. In just a blink of an eye, the swordsmen who had been so aggressive just now were now like dead fish lying on the ground, rolling and groaning.

“…”

Seeing this incredible scene, everyone around them widened their eyes in surprise. Fang Zheng clapped his hands, then glanced around and asked.

"Who else?"

“…”

Of course, no one dared to stand up at this time.

After that, the members of the swordsmanship department were taken away by other discipline committee members who came over, while Fang Zheng ate hot pot and sang songs, and happily returned to the discipline committee to report.

"...Didn't I tell you that I hope you won't let them get hurt and try to resolve the issue peacefully?"

Looking at Fang Zheng in front of him, Watanabe Mari couldn't even breathe.

"They are indeed not injured. I am a very principled person."

Fang Zheng spread his hands and gave his answer.

"Although it is true..."

Watanabe Mari naturally also received inspection reports from other discipline committee members. After sending those guys to the infirmary for diagnosis, the school doctor concluded that they were not physically injured, but there was a backflow phenomenon on the mental level after the magic was forcibly interrupted. Of course, this degree is not fatal, just like a mild concussion, it will be uncomfortable for a while, and basically it will be fine after a good night's sleep.

"But how do you explain that they were so frightened that their legs were weak and they couldn't even stand up?"

Recalling the scene he had seen before, Watanabe Mari couldn't believe it. A group of big and strong men in the swordsmanship department were lying on the bed and couldn't get up. They felt like they were completely paralyzed. However, after the doctor's examination, he said that these people only had temporary problems caused by strong mental stimulation in a short period of time, but...how did Fang Zheng do it?

Watanabe Mari also suspected that the other party had used mental magic, but according to the records provided by the eyewitnesses at the time, this was not the case. And if it was a wide-range mental magic, then there must be bystanders around who were affected, but in fact, only those who rushed towards Fang Zheng became like this, and those who were watching and watching were fine.

Not only that, there was no evidence at the time that Fang Zheng had performed any magic.

"Maybe the child can't stand being scared..."

“…”

After hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Watanabe Mari was completely speechless.

"So, regarding the dispute between the Swordsmanship and Kendo clubs, you don't know the cause, right?"

Anyway, there was no hope for Fang Zheng to admit his mistake, so Watanabe Mari decisively changed the subject.

"Of course, the reason I took action was because the man used magic to attack the woman without permission with the intention of causing bodily harm. As for why the two of them quarreled and who was right or wrong, I don't care."

“…”

Watanabe Mari wanted to say something, but she had nothing to say. Fang Zheng's reasons were too sufficient and too correct. They were so correct that she even wanted to jump out of the Disciplinary Committee window.

"I see. I will discuss with Mayumi and the head of the club alliance and come up with specific measures to deal with these people."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Discipline Committee Head."

"…Thank you for your hard work. You can go now."

Watching Fang Zheng leave the Discipline Committee, Watanabe Mari sighed deeply and sat down on the chair.

Originally, she thought she was already "free and easy" enough, but now it seems that there are people who are more "lawless" than herself.

After that, Fang Zheng left the Discipline Committee and reunited with the four girls. The five of them then went to a coffee shop near the school and ate while chatting about what had happened today. Of course, everyone was most concerned about Fang Zheng, and after confirming that he would be fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, how was your club trip? What did you discover?"

Fang Zheng took a sip of coffee and looked at the four girls in front of him. The four girls looked at each other and shook their heads.

“Although many clubs are interesting, the enthusiasm of the seniors is really overwhelming.”

"Some people even try to flirt with me in the name of recruiting new students... Oh, it's so unlucky."

"In that case, I have an idea."

Fang Zheng put down his coffee cup and spoke.

"We have nothing to do anyway, why don't we form a club of our own?"

"……Why?"