"Ah!" the examinee who used the two-handed heavy sword roared angrily and swung the two-handed heavy sword very fast. The shadow of the sword quickly expanded around the body and rushed towards Parker.
At this time, Corey commented again.
"Well, the strength is not bad, but when it comes to swordsmanship and speed, it is far behind Mengka. Well, it is far behind." Corey had a serious expression on his face. This made all the candidates really angry.
Come here, if this is not the examination site of the Royal Academy, someone may have come to see Corey for a duel.
But there are also some candidates whose expressions changed greatly, because they have heard the name Mengka, so they naturally know who Mengka is and what kind of status he has. Today, some guys wearing shabby clothes dared to call Lord Mengka by his first name.
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Parker couldn't hear a word of these words or the expressions of the examinees. He ran away quickly. When the examinee holding the epee was exhausted, he suddenly turned around and put the tip of the sword against his neck.
"In this round, candidate Parker wins." The examiner said expressionlessly.
"Good job, really good." Corey congratulated Parker loudly. Parker wiped the sweat on his face and panted. He didn't even have the energy to say thank you. Fortunately, there was still time before the next game.
After a long rest, Corey hurriedly pulled Parker and sat under the tree.
Just as Corey sat down, several candidates who had passed the first round came towards them. One of them pointed at Corey: "You are crazy, show us your hand, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
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"Ah, haha." Corey was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized it. He remembered that he had encountered such a thing when he was a child, but after he became an official, he never encountered it again. He jumped up with a smile,
His face changed: "Do you want to bet? Bet on life, whoever loses will die."
Corey is no longer as young as he was when he was young. He has experienced countless bloody battles on the battlefield. How could he be afraid of such a small scene? However, several people on the opposite side were so frightened by Corey's momentum that they couldn't help but retreat. This man can command an army of millions and laughed.
The momentum of life and death is not something that these young swordsmen can resist.
"Hahaha, you are so cowardly." Corey laughed suddenly, casually took the rusty iron sword that Parker was leaning on the tree, and waved it lightly at the branch. The iron sword hit the branch, and the leaves on it were scattered.
Shock fell, just when everyone didn't understand what Corey was planning to do, they saw the shadow of the sword flashing, and none of the dozens of fallen leaves fell to the ground, and they were all pierced by the iron sword in Corey's hand.
The provocative young candidates stood there with frightened expressions on their faces.
This scene was clearly seen by not only them, but also by many people. Among them, the chief examiner of this preliminary examination saw this scene in his eyes. He looked at Corey thoughtfully, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He began to look like
As if he didn't notice anything, he slowly moved this way.
"Go away, you are not even qualified to duel me." Corey leaned his sword back against the tree.
The young swordsmen dispersed in a hurry, and no one dared to approach here.
"You, your swordsmanship." Parker's eyes widened. Corey's stabbing swordsmanship made him feel like he was in a dream. He simply didn't believe that anyone in the world could use this level of swordsmanship.
"Ah, it's okay. I've mastered the magic stinging bug." Corey told the truth, but Parker wouldn't believe it, thinking that Corey was just joking, and he didn't believe that Corey really came to take the exam. He seemed to be a
It's the same as boring swordsmen errant passing the time here.
"Candidate No. 777, Lei, come on." The examiner saw the scene just now, but still had a calm expression and read out the name on the form.
Corey didn't react. It was Parker who reminded him, and then he reacted: "Hey, here I come." While shouting, he picked up a long, straight branch on the ground.
"Who, who is my opponent?" Corey tied the branch to his waist in an elegant manner and shouted loudly to his opponent who had not yet entered the field.
Corey's opponent was a little nervous, but when he saw that Corey was just holding a branch, he boldly walked onto the stage. Corey turned his body slightly and made a gesture. As soon as he opened his posture, Corey
I immediately felt something was wrong and returned to my standing position.
At that moment, the examiner saw clearly and smiled slightly.
Who is this examiner? He is Jack's tutor at the Royal Academy. He is one of the few people in Asia who has surpassed the Saint Master and is close to the Sword Master level. The reason why Corey returned to the standing posture is because of his outstanding performance.
The sword's starting gesture is so famous. It was specially studied by Willy for him and improved by two great swordsman Raymond and Ammu.
"Give up, for your safety." Jack's mentor stopped the game, blocked Corey's opponent, and then said to Corey: "Can you consider voluntarily giving up the qualification?"
"That's bad, my identity has been recognized." Corey thought to himself. He quickly asked in response: "Then I can stay here and cheer for him." Jack's mentor smiled slightly: "On this point, you can
It doesn't matter if you give him some advice, it's not against the rules."
Corey chuckled and walked toward the audience. As he passed by instructor Jack, he asked in a low voice: "Can you pretend you haven't seen me before?"
"Of course, otherwise I should salute you." Jack's mentor still looked level and answered in a low voice. The two asked and answered the question in a very quiet voice, so no one else could hear it. Corey also understood that Jack's mentor
He promised to keep the secret for himself and returned to the tree with a smile.
Not only Parker, almost everyone looked at Corey with strange eyes at this time.
They all thought that Corey should be someone they knew from Yasi Royal Academy, and that kind of swordsmanship must be that of a famous swordsman, but how could a famous swordsman be so young?
"You, why are you teasing me?" Parker looked unhappy.
"Then, can I accompany you to the exam?" Corey replied with a smile. Parker turned his back and didn't look at Corey: "Your swordsmanship, I'm afraid no one here can be your opponent, and the examiner
Sir, I used you when I called you. Although I have not read the book, I know that you are an honorific title, and big people like you use honorific titles to prove that you are an even bigger person."
Damn it, this kid is really smart. Corey secretly wanted to do something bad, but as soon as he thought about it, he came up with a plan: "Hey, let's make a bet. If you pass the preliminary test, I will tell you who I am."
, if it doesn’t pass, you have to do something for me, and you are not allowed to ask me who I am again.”
"I must pass the preliminary test, even if I don't make a bet with you." Parker was naive and jumped into Corey's trap immediately. Corey felt happy when he heard Parker agreed, thinking that this kid is interesting.
There's no harm in helping out.
Not long after, it was Parker's turn to play for the second time.
Parker's opponent used a one-handed cross-light sword and swung it twice after entering the stage. Corey secretly said that it was not good, because the opponent was as good at speed as Parker, and his speed was even higher than Parker's.
"Parker, defend, look for an opportunity to kill with one strike." Corey patted Parker on the back and pushed Parker forward. Parker knew that Corey was very good at swordsmanship, so he was secretly careful, raising his sword in a defensive posture.
"Hmph! Can you guard against it?" The other party sneered and picked out three sword shadows to attack Parker's eyes, throat, and heart. Parker had no professional training and only consulted some swordsmen passing by in his hometown.
, as well as the skills developed in hunting, are still a little overwhelmed when facing this real swordsmanship.
With just one blow, although Parker avoided the vital parts of his body, there was a bloody mark on his neck, and a third of the iron sword in his hand was cut off.
Seeing Parker lying bleeding on the ground, Corey knew that there was a big difference in strength between him and his opponent, and it was unlikely that he would win. "Parker, give up. Only when you are alive can you find another chance to enter the Royal Academy, Parker..."
Hearing Corey's concerned voice, Parker waved his hand: "No, my mother sold her hair so that I could have enough money to get here. I won't give up even if I die." Parker supported his body with his sword and stood up with difficulty. He originally planned to
The examiner who judged the competition to be over, with the hint in the examiner's eyes, allowed the competition to start again.
His mother sold her hair. Corey knew what hair meant to women on this continent. He took a step back, took out the magic crystal on his body and fired a magic ball into the sky.
The guards who were looking for Corey everywhere, when they saw this special magic ball, they all rushed towards the magic academy.
At this time, the competition on the court had reached a fever pitch. Parker was injured in various places. Although they were all minor injuries, he was still bleeding. But Parker was still persisting. Suddenly, he seemed to have no control and rushed towards the opponent with his sword. The opponent smiled.
With a smile, he raised his sword and stabbed Parker in the middle of the abdomen.
Blood spattered out, the opponent's sword pierced Parker's side, and Parker's half-broken iron sword was pointed at the opponent's throat.
"I, I admit defeat. You are so cruel that you would rather get hurt to win." The opponent pulled the sword out of Parker's body and supported Parker at the same time. With a smile on his face, Parker rushed forward regardless of the pain on his body.
Corey smiled.
Just as all the candidates were admiring Parker's determination, a group of heavily armed soldiers and many swordsmen rushed to the competition venue.
"Save him." Corey pointed at Parker and said coldly.
Seeing Parker who was seriously injured and lying on the ground, someone immediately jumped on the stage, first used herbs to stop the bleeding, and then used magic for preliminary treatment.
"Thank you, you are really a big shot." Seeing the swordsmen and soldiers around him kneeling on the ground, although no one said anything, Parker was not an idiot, so how could he be a little shot in this posture.
Corey just smiled and casually pulled out a soldier's sword and thrust it in front of Parker: "For your mother, don't give up even if you risk your life." Corey is a filial son, and when he was young, his biggest dream was to let his mother live.
Have a good life.
"Please listen to me." Jack's mentor came over at this time. Corey waved his hand and the soldiers moved out of the way. After saluting, Jack's mentor said: "Prince Corey, you are now the deputy president of the Royal Academy.
If he has a job, he can be admitted with special privileges, and if the competition continues, he may not survive to the end. Besides..." Jack's tutor said, glancing at the losing candidates.
Corey understood that if he hadn't been here, this competition would never have ended like this. The examiners were all famous figures in swordsmanship, so they could naturally tell who was strong and who was weak. It would have been impossible to have a clear competition between strong and weak.
Beat it like this.
"I'll leave it to you, Jack is very strong." Corey had no choice but to agree to this suggestion.
"Yes, this kid has a strong heart. As long as he gives it time, he will definitely achieve success. Your vision is very unique." Regardless of whether this was to flatter Corey or not, Jack's mentor decided to train this Parker himself.
Corey nodded, and the guards helped him put on his cloak, and then he got on his horse and left. It was really hard for him to stay here any longer. His identity was already known, and staying here would affect the exam.
"You passed this round. Parker, come with me." Jack's instructor also planned to leave. Anyway, an ordinary examiner can handle this kind of first-time exam.
After Parker and Jack's instructors left, the candidate who had just been ruled out but was changed to pass looked stunned, bowed deeply to the examiner, and then asked: "Just now, who was that person just now? Was it?
The son of that great noble family."
"That's the Vice President of the Royal Academy, Prince Ray Corey." The examiner's tone of voice changed a bit. He regretted that he didn't see it earlier. When the sword stabbed the leaf just now, there was still that gesture. Now he lost it.
An opportunity for Corey to notice him.
"Prince Ray Corey." The candidate felt dizzy and fell to his knees. He was one of the people who faced Corey's provocation just now. Now that he thinks about it, he is extremely scared.
"Who is Prince Corey? How can you remember such a trivial matter in your mind? Prepare for the next competition. If you do well, you may also have the opportunity to receive personal guidance from the Vice-President." The examiner asked someone to carry him down.
Command to start the game again.
Parker was a farmer and didn't know what kind of official the prince was, but he heard the name of the deputy dean. He couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and hugged the long sword that Corey gave him tightly in his arms.
"Do you want to learn real swordsmanship?"
"I want it, I want it very much." Parker turned around suddenly, knowing that the person in front of him was the swordsmanship examiner this time.
"Are you afraid of hardship? Can you persevere no matter what you encounter?"
"Yes, I can, I can." Parker knelt down, now determined to never give up no matter what he encountered.
"Okay, then go chop wood every day. If the wood on your back is twice your own weight, you can jump back. I'll come back to see you after a while." After Jack's instructor finished speaking, he was about to leave, but after taking a few steps, he turned around.
: "Jack also used this method to practice basics."
Parker didn't know who Jack was, but he heard that this was just for basic practice, so he didn't dare to have any objections.
It happened that at this time, someone gave him a student uniform from the Royal Academy and took him to the dormitory. Parker asked, "Who is Jack?"
"Jack, you should ask Senior Jack. He is a figure we all admire. He had the opportunity to go to the battlefield when he was in the second grade. Now he has achieved the rank of general with the sword in his hand." The student looked full of admiration.
His tone was also very exciting.
Parker secretly cursed himself for being ignorant. What kind of place was this? It was Yasi's Royal Academy. How could a famous swordsman teach him useless things? He was still suspicious.
Back at the house, Kerui ran to the living room without even changing his clothes. It happened that Siji Layi'ao, the Prime Minister, the current president of the Royal Academy, Ammu and other people close to Kerui were here and saw Kerui's dress.
They all laughed: "I heard that you went to the Royal Academy examination venue for a private visit incognito."
Corey didn't answer, picked up the water bottle, took a few sips, and asked Amu: "Brother Amu, you said that for people who learn swordsmanship, is the foundation of swordsmanship more important, or the persistence and determination in learning swordsmanship? ."
"Yeah!" Ammu pondered for a moment: "The latter is important. If you don't have a good foundation, you can start practicing from the basics. But without that kind of determination, you can't practice superior swordsmanship. It's impossible to become a master of swordsmanship."
"That's right, I think so too." Corey told Parker's story.
The two presidents of the Royal Academy were silent. What they did was to cultivate talents, and they understood what Corey meant better than Ammu.
"It needs to be reformed. This kind of perseverance is also a virtue. As long as you keep it up, you will definitely achieve great achievements in the future. Regarding this test, you can also modify it." The current Royal Academy asked Skira Yiao for instructions. His teacher is here, and he doesn't dare to make decisions on his own.
"Yes, these children should be given a chance, but we have proposed to add two special classes to the Royal Academy to recruit children with excellent potential, but who did not meet the admission standards of the Royal Academy in the assessment." Skilla Yiao. He spoke slowly, and suddenly looked at Corey. Why was Corey admitted to the Royal College in the first place? He was a poor student who was expelled from the intermediate college. Thinking of this, he immediately added: "This is about the current entrance examination." The system also needs to be reworked, not just by selecting the best, but by setting strict standards."
