"Swish...swish..."

The sound of scrubbing the floor came from the stable.

Xie Feng held the floor brush and scrubbed vigorously on the stable floor. He was still wearing a mask that he took off from the doctor at Sageson Clinic. "It was a wise choice not to throw away the mask at that time." Xie Feng

While brushing the ground, he thought: "It really stinks, damn Camille. Why don't you let me do it? Let me brush the stables... You have to estimate the mayor's face regardless of my own face. Really...

"At this time, old man Ryan, who was in charge of the stables, came over and said to Xie Feng with a tight face: "Brush it clean! We need to clean up the horse manure later." Xie Feng said helplessly: "Okay, okay." Wait for Ryan.

After the old man turned around, Xie Feng secretly cursed: "I should have just knocked you to death with a stick..."

Counting on his fingers, he found that there were still five days until the competitive competition at the training ground. His swordsmanship practice was only so-so, and he didn’t know if he could win the championship. Serra, on the other hand, had already officially started taking classes. He had already been practicing for two days.

The stables are still half a day away, and I will be liberated myself.

"Bang~" The gong sounded at noon, which meant that Xie Feng could rest. After placing the tools, Xie Feng dragged his tired body to the cafeteria to eat. In the cafeteria, Xie Feng saw someone eating alone again.

Sera. Since Sera came to the training ground two days ago, apart from training with other students, she has been living alone. Because Sera is the only girl in this training field, Camille arranged for her to be alone.

They moved into a small dormitory. From then on, Sera lived alone, ate alone, and never interacted with anyone else. Many students had tried to strike up a conversation with Sera, some were just friends, and some had evil intentions.

Yes, but Sierra glared back. After two days, everyone thought that Sierra had autism or something, so they ignored him. It seemed that she had no interest in talking to anyone, of course.

, except for one person...

"Papa." A rice plate was placed on the seat next to Sera, and then a figure sat down next to her. Sera didn't even look at it. The only one who dared to sit directly next to her like this now was Xie Feng.

Xie Feng scooped up a piece of cabbage with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Today's training was not bad." "Not bad." Sera said, without any pause in his eating hand. Xie Feng used a spoon to

He flipped the plate, as if trying to find if there was any meat in it, and said, "You should learn to block today, right? How about it? How many moves can you block from the instructor?" "One move, if the instructor doesn't use his full strength."

Sera answered expressionlessly. Xie Feng scratched his head. Indeed, for a 15-year-old girl, she is not very strong. If she is asked to block the attack of an instructor who has been a soldier for more than ten or twenty years,

It is indeed not easy. Xie Feng added: "You should do more physical training. It is said that you can't even hold a heavy practice sword." Sera rolled her eyes at Xie Feng and said, "Uncle Ali asked me to come.

Learn how to protect yourself, instead of letting me train you to be a man." Xie Feng thought about it, and he couldn't commit the shortcomings of a **** education. No matter what kind of students he treats, he has eyebrows and beards.

If you grab everything and learn everything, you will learn nothing. Instead, you should carry forward the spirit of Confucius and teach students in accordance with their aptitude. What students are good at and interested in should be what they learn. So, Xie Feng asked: "These two days

You have basically touched every weapon once, right? Which weapon do you think is easier for you and easier for you to use?" Sierra put down the spoon, seemed to really think about it carefully, and then said: "

Stones, throwing knives, darts and other light throwing objects... I have been playing with them since I was a child." "Oh?" Xie Feng did not expect that Sera would still play these, so he asked: "How was the throwing?" Sera

He continued to grab the spoon and said, "If you stand ten meters away from me and I throw your left eye, your right eye will be absolutely safe."

Xie Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this. He didn't expect that Sera would have such a talent, so the cat got down, picked up a small piece of mud from the ground and handed it to Sera, saying: "That bald fat guy over there, you can throw it

Did you hit it?" He said, pointing to the instructor Philon in charge of the armory who was sitting about 10 meters away from Xie Feng and eating with his back to him. Serra put down the spoon and took the clay handed over by Xie Feng.

, still chewing food in his mouth. I saw Serra glance at Instructor Philon, put the lump of clay in his hand to weigh the weight, and then threw it away. After leaving Serra's hand, the clay circled in the air.

It passed through a beautiful parabola and landed accurately on Instructor Philon's bald head. "Bah!" The mud hit the bald head and immediately scattered into a pile of mud crumbs, which landed on Instructor Philon's smooth bald head.

Then it fell along the bald head into the rice plate placed under the head. The rice plate that was almost finished was suddenly full. "Huh?" Instructor Philon didn't realize what was going on for a while, but when he did,

His face changed drastically, and he stood up from the stool with a ferocious face, turned around and roared: "Who the hell dares to throw mud at me!" The whole cafeteria suddenly fell silent amidst Instructor Feilon's roar, and everyone raised their heads.

, looking at the frantic Instructor Feilon, not many people could react for a moment. Instructor Feilon grinned and gritted his teeth and yelled: "Who is it!" Then his eyes kept looking behind him,

Taking aim at Xie Feng, who was a little further away. Instructor Feilong frowned, walked up to Xie Feng, and said, "It's you, the brat, right? You were unhappy when I forced you to do something last time, and now you're here to take revenge, right?" Xie Feng endured it.

Laughing, he raised his hands and pretended to be innocent: "I'm sorry, Instructor Feilon, you just said that someone threw mud at you. But everyone knows that I am good at daggers and crossbows, and I have never heard anyone praise me.

He has strong throwing ability. If you want to doubt, you should first doubt those with strong throwing ability, right?" As he said that, he looked around at the nearby students with stronger throwing ability. When those students heard Xie Feng say this, they all lowered their heads.

Instructor Feilon frowned again. Thinking about it, he had never seen Xie Feng practice throwing in his memory. He also looked at the little girl next to Xie Feng who was eating very calmly. Naturally, he didn't think that this little girl was so

Good throwing accuracy. It would be troublesome to investigate this matter, so he said to those around him: "Who the hell dares to trick me next time, I will have to skin him!" After saying that, he walked away angrily. Instructor Philon left.

Finally, Xie Feng quietly gave a thumbs up to Sera. This girl really has a talent for throwing. If she cultivates it well, she can have adventures with him! After lunch, Xie Feng rushed to Camille's residence. As soon as he arrived,

Talk to Camille about Sera and ask Camille to formulate a suitable training plan for Sera. Secondly, let’s see how Julian’s swordsmanship is going. At this month’s competition, everyone secretly thinks

The sword fight between Xie Feng and Julian is the highlight. Xie Feng doesn’t want to disappoint everyone, so it’s a good idea to check out his opponent’s situation.

"Papa!" Xie Feng knocked on the door of Camille's house. After Camille's voice responded "Come in," Xie Feng opened the door and went in. While opening the door, he said, "Hello, Chief Instructor."

Mir was eating when he saw Xie Feng coming. He swallowed the food in his mouth and asked: "Hmm? Xie Feng, please sit down. What can I do?" Xie Feng found a stool and sat down at random, and said: "First of all,

I came here about Sera. I found that Sera is particularly talented in throwing light weapons. I hope that the chief instructor can formulate a program for her that focuses on training her to throw weapons." Camille threw another piece of film into her mouth.

After chewing the food, he swallowed it and said, "I'll think about it. What's the second thing?"

How is An's swordsmanship training going?" Although he has the complete copy of "The Art of Sword Fighting" and has many advantages over Julian who has the fragmentary copy, Xie Feng doesn't have much time to practice swordsmanship.

And Julian must have been training every day. The first third of the second book was almost the same between the two books. The two of them had just picked up the book, so naturally they didn't learn the content at the back of the book so quickly.

So Xie Feng still didn't have much confidence in his heart. Camille swallowed another mouthful of food and said: "After he ate the dry food he brought, he went to the playground to practice swordsmanship. You can go and see him." Xie Feng came forward and asked:

"Chief instructor, what do you think...how is his practice?" Camille thought for a while and said: "This kid practices swordsmanship very hard and improves very quickly. He is much better than I was back then - unlike some people who

I sneaked out of the training ground and played somewhere for several days." After being ridiculed by Camille, Xie Feng did not blush and continued to say shamelessly: "Chief instructor, do you think Julian's swordsmanship is superior?

What are the shortcomings?" Camille stopped holding the spoon in his hand, rolled his eyes at Xie Feng, and said, "I'm not sure about Julian's shortcomings in swordsmanship, but I think you have quite a few shortcomings in your character...

You don't practice swordsmanship properly but you come to inquire about your opponent's shortcomings. Xie Feng, as a glorious and upright warrior of Calradia, you..." "Aha!" Xie Feng quickly interrupted Camille's long speech and laughed:

"I think I should go without interrupting your meal, Chief Instructor. Haha, bye!"

After running away from Camille's house, Xie Feng walked towards the playground, wanting to take a peek at Julian's practice.

On the playground, the shadow of the sword flickered, and Julian's figure also fluttered with the flickering of the sword shadow. An ordinary practice sword danced with great force in Julian's hands. A set of sword skills was danced without any stagnation.

, so smooth, so natural. This set of swordsmanship is not only practical, but also beautiful. It is a good interpretation of the word "art".

After finishing the sword dance, Julian was a little tired. He stuck the sword on the ground and took a breather to rest. After regaining his breath, Julian pulled out the sword on the ground again and seemed to be talking to himself, saying:

"Come out, stop hiding."

Xie Feng came out from behind the wall not far away and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that you could detect someone nearby if you practice swordsmanship so seriously." Julian looked at Xie Feng walking out and said: "If you deliberately hide your breath

If I get up, I might not be able to notice it." The first lesson Xie Feng learned from Xie Feng was how to hide his aura. As an assassin and a spy, the first condition is not to let the enemy discover him. So, hiding

Aura is very important. Although Xie Feng's ability to hide aura is not strong now, it is probably enough to deal with ordinary people, even students like Julian who have not specifically learned how to detect enemies. Julian continued: "You

You didn't come to me just to see me dance a sword, right?" Xie Feng smiled and said: "You really guessed it right, I just came to see you dance a sword - even if you dance well

The sword is not simple at all." Julian said: "You only read the book "The Art of Sword Fighting" for one afternoon, and then left the training ground. Now there are only five days before the competition, and I also have to understand it.

You have almost read the content. You can read the book at the chief instructor's house with peace of mind in the next days." Xie Feng felt embarrassed when Julian was so generous and said, "Actually, I have memorized a lot of the content in the book.

It’s just a matter of understanding and pondering. So you don’t have to worry about me, just read a book if you want to.” Xie Feng said in his heart: “Otherwise, I won’t let you read it after the competition, hahahaha.” Yuri.

An Chao walked aside and said, "You can't learn swordsmanship just by reading books. The key is to practice more, so that you can understand the essence of swordsmanship recorded in books." After saying that, he walked to a weapons rack. Weapons

There were some wooden practice weapons on the shelves. Julian picked out a one-handed practice sword that was similar to his own, threw it towards Xie Feng, and said, "Since we are both free now, why not

Let's practice sparring. If we don't understand each other, we can discuss it together." Xie Feng took the sword and thought to himself: "Ah? Sparring? Then won't you know that the swordsmanship you and I have learned are somewhat different?"

But he said: "Well, senior Julian, let's exempt it. You came to the training ground a month earlier than me, and you are about to graduate. I just came here not long ago, and I ran out to play in the middle. I can't beat you."

Julian said: "We are not competing now, we are just trying to learn each other's swordsmanship. See where you master the swordsmanship in the book well and where you don't master it well. You can know in time. It will be good for you and me."

.We’ll just stop there.”

Xie Feng saw that he couldn't defeat Julian, so he thought it would be good to test Julian's strength before the competition. After all, he was not very sure about defeating Julian. Now in the battle, he would find the opponent's weaknesses and strengthen them.

If you practice accordingly, you will be more confident in the official competition. Thinking of this, Xie Feng grabbed the sword in his hand and swung it, and said to Julian: "Okay, senior Julian, that's all, please bear with me!"

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Chapter completed!