Elite Mages’ Academy

Cheng Na left again very gracefully. This time, no one dared to ignore her words. After a moment of hesitation, everyone automatically divided into groups of two and started sparring.

After a week, these people have gradually become familiar with each other. If you are all strangers in this kind of real sword practice, you will inevitably worry that you will accidentally hurt yourself if you hit too hard, so everyone first finds an acquaintance or a student in the same class. Unfortunately, the dormitories are relatively close together.

Everyone didn't take the initiative to find those gifted students, and the substitute squad leaders did the same. After discussing for a while, they gathered a few pairs of people to start practicing, and then an embarrassing problem appeared. After a few minutes, only Fame and Xiao Lin.

No one dares to look for Fame, not to mention the high strength of this guy, the basic swordsmanship has reached LV3, even if he is so simple and honest, no one can guarantee that Fame will accidentally hurt others, and he has to use exchange points to heal.

In fact, someone was looking for Xiao Lin, and there were always people with the idea of ​​squeezing persimmons, but those invitations with malicious intentions were all politely rejected by Xiao Lin. He had just ordered a magic staff, and there were not many exchange points. I don't want to waste it for no reason.

Especially those who invited him to the sparring training were many students from his own Class 7. Xiao Lin could figure out the little calculations in their minds. They were nothing more than trying to make Xiao Lin look bad, and even waste exchange points for treatment.

"Be famous, let's practice sparring!" Xiao Lin felt that it would be more reliable for an honest person to become famous.

"Haha! Actually, I really want to try it with you too!" Cheng Ming smiled honestly: "I know your strength value is relatively low, if you accidentally get hurt, uh, this, this..."

Fame probably wants to say that he doesn't mind if he is accidentally injured, but everyone understands that accidental injury means wasting exchange points, and Fame is probably too embarrassed to say this.

What a straightforward person!

Xiao Lin looked at the embarrassing fame, feeling a little emotional in his heart, and smiled generously: "Training, accidental injury is inevitable! In fact, you can try to control your own strength, just like that female tyrannosaurus, cough cough , just like what the instructor did, every time I take out the sword, I can precisely control the strength to any strength value I want. In fact, this is also a kind of exercise in swordsmanship. You see, it is written like this in many novels Have you ever done it? It can be retracted freely, this is the highest state of swordsmanship!"

Cheng Ming's eyes lit up, and he slapped his forehead and said: "That makes sense! Well, I will try my best to control my power, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to be as easy as the instructor. If you are not careful about that, ahem, please forgive me !"

"It's okay! I don't mind!"

Several other substitute monitors nearby looked at Xiao Lin speechlessly. This guy obviously didn't want to face Cheng Ming with a power value of over 20, and injuries would be inevitable, so he deliberately lowered his strength by fooling Cheng Ming. If you practice, you will probably believe it when you become famous.

No one saw, the female instructor who was standing at the door and didn't leave, stood quietly for a long time, originally just wanted to see if the group of freshmen were lazy on purpose, when they overheard the chat between Xiao Lin and Cheng Ming, she frowned in surprise head, and finally left silently.

Practice starts

Fame is indeed deliberately controlling his own sword strength, but it is also difficult to achieve this perfectly. The difference in strength and the level of basic swordsmanship make the practice of the two almost completely one-sided. Xiao Lin can only barely parry, but There is no way to fight back.

Real confrontation with swords and practice of swinging swords alone are completely different things. Xiao Lin also gradually felt that the few basic sword movements shown by the instructor are actually not difficult to practice for each movement alone, but how to adapt to it in actual combat is not so difficult. It is a test of everyone's resilience.

When a powerful sword strikes at Fame, Xiao Lin has to use the sword to remove the power of Fame, so as to barely guarantee that he will not be cut, and the movement of the sword must also be very standardized, for example, Only by concentrating the power on the front of the sword and lifting it out in an arc close to the body can the power of the sword be truly displayed.

If you use other basic swordsmanship, such as Dianjian or Yunjian, or the movement of lifting the sword is not in place,

As a result, either the sword in Xiao Lin's hand fell to the ground, or the famous sword edge cut a hole in his body.

Fortunately, according to the instructions in advance, Famous finally did not exert his full strength, the wound was very light, Xiao Lin did not receive treatment immediately, the treatment system in the training hall has a detection mechanism, if fatal injuries are found, it will be activated forcibly, but if only If the injury is minor, the injured person will be consulted whether he needs to receive treatment. Xiao Lin chose to refuse, gritted his teeth and continued training.

The people around couldn't help looking at the tragedy here with schadenfreude. The difference in strength value between other people's choice of sword training objects couldn't be as big as that of Xiao Lin and Cheng Ming.

Famous sword moves are quick. With the help of Basic Sword Technique LV3, he can also master the basic sword techniques taught by instructor Cheng Na very quickly. Xiao Lin was not given a chance to fight back.

Xiao Lin practiced with a wry smile in his heart. He originally wanted to find an opportunity to use Heavy Slash, but now it seems that this skill that requires time to concentrate is really worthless in actual combat.

An hour and a half passed, and no matter how well he controlled his strength, Xiao Lin was already covered in scars, and he was slightly panting, but his physical strength was good and he wasn't too tired, but he couldn't bear to continue to use his sword after all, and kindly said: "Let's rest! Would you like to receive treatment first?"

Xiao Lin's school uniform had been taken off a long time ago, and the white t-shirt he was wearing was covered with hideous bloodstains. Sweat stains and bloodstains were mixed together, and it was even more painful if it stuck to the wound. It's not that Xiao Lin didn't want to answer the words of fame, there is really no need Strength, it took a long time to burst out a weak sentence: "Heal me!"

A milky white beam of light immediately descended from the ceiling, completely enveloping Xiao Lin. The light was very warm and comfortable. It felt like soaking in a hot spring. The wounds and pain all over his body disappeared in an instant. After just a few seconds, the light disappeared. Go, except for scratches and blood on the t-shirt, I can't find any signs of injury.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Lin exclaimed, and soon got a headache again. The treatment just now used up 50 of his exchange points.

Many people in the training hall have also started to receive the treatment of the white beam of light, but their injuries are actually not serious. From everyone's mutual inquiries, other people's very slight skin injuries only used about 10 to 30 exchange points. Even so, many people regretted it for a long time.

"How many exchange points did you use?" Cheng Ming asked with concern, and the other acting monitors immediately pricked up their ears.

"50 points."

"So much!" Cheng Ming immediately blushed with shame and annoyed, "It's all my fault! I actually tried very hard to keep my strength below 10 points, but this standard is too difficult for me!"

Although Xiao Lin did not have the accurate judgment ability of instructor Cheng Na, judging from the feeling of the sword just now, the power value displayed by fame is at least between 10 and 20 points, plus the opponent's LV3 basic swordsmanship, Xiao Lin was defeated It is easy to understand if it is labeled like this.

"No, I think I should thank you!"

Xiao Lin didn't blame this very upright man, he really worked hard to become famous, otherwise he would have been crippled if he faced the sword with more than 20 points of strength.

Xiao Lin glanced at all kinds of secretive but concerned gazes from all around, he simply let go of his voice, patted Cheng Ming's shoulder very kindly, laughed and said: "Thanks to you, my current Basic swordsmanship has reached LV3, and even mastered basic blocking skills!") Book friends, pay attention!