If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Life is like an anvil, the more it is struck, the more sparks it emits.

Looking at the entire Kassel Academy, the elites in the castle on the top of the mountain are like flowing water, and the geniuses are like wandering clouds. No matter who has yellow hair or is hunched over, he is not a strong man with noble dragon blood, who can stand people in his fists and move horses in his arms. ?

It is said that Japan has a history of 2,000 years of iron smelting and forging. The craftsmen like to use thousands of hammers to remove carbon impurities countless times and finally create a sharp sword. The 'S' class who has learned a lot about this skill after returning from Japan might as well do it today. Once upon a time, the hammers in the hands of the craftsmen were bound to smash the pieces of iron in front of them into round, long, flat and pointed shapes with the force of sparks and fire.

——After all, they are still the hard-working Kassel elites, the hard-working ‘S’ class freshmen.

"Snapped."

Mandy shrank her head, and a person flew over her head.

There was no exaggeration. It was as if a Lion Heart Society student weighing about 156 pounds flew over her head. The remaining wind blew up a few golden hairs on her head. If she hadn't lowered her head quickly, There is a high probability that both the person and the coffee will be thrown out.

From the beginning of this 'S'-level "provocative battle" to now, more than thirty students have been defeated one after another. Under the tacit understanding, there is a challenger on both sides of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union. They take turns challenging each other without jumping in the queue. This also makes Among the thirty people who lost, the proportion of the two sides was evenly divided. Although their faces were still sore from being beaten, at least everyone's faces were equally swollen.

Among the thirty people, there were many who were above the 'S' level in terms of height, build, and weight. However, in the real battle, no one took more than one slap count, and people were flying around in just a few or two moves. After going out, both sides picked up people independently regardless of previous grudges. After all, no one knew whether the next person flying to the opposite side would be the person from the opposite side or the person from their own side. At least the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union were responsible for catching the people who were beaten. It’s hard not to get consensus.

Now it is no longer a matter of who can defeat the 'S' class and take the beauty back to be the wife of the village. The matter has risen to the situation of who can go up and stand a little longer to save one's face. But it is a pity that it seems now. , there is no 'S' level one-in-one enemy among the players.

Including the one who flew out now, this is the thirtieth person defeated in fifteen minutes, which means that the donuts at the door have been reduced by two full boxes. I don’t know if Lin Nian played against Knockout. There is an inexplicable obsession. Every defeated student will inevitably fly, roll, or slip into the crowd. Once he is knocked away like this, he will naturally lose the face of continuing to fight, which will also make this scene The "provocation war" went extremely smoothly.

The Lion Heart Club student who flew out of the field did not have the opportunity to hit the wall and become a hanging painting. Before he landed, he was caught by several male members of the student union. Because the force was too strong, the three people who picked him up couldn't help but retreat. After several steps, he pressed his heels against the wall before he stopped. Everyone's arms were so painful that they couldn't help but shake their hands and knead their muscles a few times.

"Are you okay?" Lin Nian, the culprit, stood in the field holding a bamboo sword and asked, looking up at the Lion Heart Society students in the crowd who were clutching their chests and looking stunned and uncomfortable.

"It's okay."

The Lion Heart Club student who was thrown out by the kick was a little unresponsive, but the dull pain in his sternum kept reminding him of the fact that he had lost the 1v1 real man showdown just now.

At the beginning of the battle, he chose the fighting method of planning and then acting. He held a military dagger and moved forward to find a position. The moment the 'S' class showed a flaw, he accelerated to stab the dagger. However, he didn't know why he was killed the moment before he got close. Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by the 'S'-class left hand, and then a huge force pulled him down to the floor. Before he even landed on his chest, he was kicked and flew out like a rag doll.

The comprehensive qualities of hybrids such as strength, speed, reaction, and stamina completely overwhelm normal humans. Any world champion in fighting, judo, Sanda, etc. who joins this battle will be beaten to pieces by these 17, 8, or 9-year-old young hybrids. , but as a hybrid with a bloodline rating of "excellent", he was kicked out without even being able to survive a confrontation, because his opponent had obviously surpassed the level of "excellent" and reached the level of "monster" .

The defeated Lion Heart Club student covered his chest and coughed quietly and walked back to his side. No matter whether it was from the Lion Heart Club or the student union, no one in the dojo laughed at the defeated boy because they all knew that this When a student joined the Lion Heart Club, his pedigree evaluation was a rare 'A'. He had two field missions and one actual combat experience. In terms of combat talent, he was probably ranked in the top ten among all the people in the dojo. .

Whether it was the Student Union or the Lion Heart Club, after the dust settled on the battle with the same ending, the expressions on each elite's face were as serious, dull and nervous as if their girlfriend had just gotten pregnant or found out that the child they were carrying was not theirs. The air filled the entire dojo.

During the one-minute break after the battle, the students on both sides immediately began to gather in small groups and directly started on-site tactical discussions. Many people even moved out banknotes and laptops and began to review the results continuously. Study the scene just now.

"The results of melee combat with the dagger have come out. The effect is very poor. I was kicked away before I even got close. If you ask me, I'd better try it again with a long-handled weapon."

"Still using long-handled weapons? Didn't you see what happened to the two guys who used bamboo swords and Western swords from the Lion Heart Club before? Those two are the sword department heads of the Lion Heart Club (the kendo-like organization of the Lion Heart Club) , the academy’s kendo club is unified by Miyamoto of the student union) and the head of the classical fencing club, let alone close combat, as long as the first attack fails to hit effectively, the outcome will definitely be determined by the next move!”

"Would you like me to try the chain? The chain can be used to attack without getting close."

"Are you confident that you can beat the 'S' class in a competition of strength?"

"Then it's impossible to actually pull out a gun and point it at the head of an 'S' class? Wouldn't we be ridiculed by the Lionheart Club?"

".You don't have to use long-range weapons. A former student council brother who watched the live broadcast remotely gave us a suggestion. He said that he calculated some of the little habits of 'S'-class people in fighting. He is like most people. They are all right-handed. In close combat, the chance of attacking with the hands is 30% higher than with the legs. Unless the opponent has too many weaknesses like just now, they generally will not choose to use the legs - he said this is different from The fighting methods of modern boxing are somewhat similar. Can we try to lock him with jujitsu? Is there anyone in the student union who takes jujitsu as an elective in the close combat class? "

"I can, I'm from the judo club."

A strong man of Celtic descent stood up from the student union. The bronze skin exposed under the collar of the student union uniform looked like a bodybuilder who had applied glitter in a competition. The muscles on his body stretched out the large black uniform. It was bulging, and the collar buttons were so strong that he had to undo more than three of them due to his strong chest muscles.

"Not the director? Where is the director of the judo department?" The director of the student union's fighting department, who was wearing a piece of white gauze on his nose, turned to look at him and asked directly.

"The minister has a class in the morning, Professor Mance's class." The Celtic man explained.

"Oh." The head of the Fighting Department nodded to express his understanding. Professor Mance, who teaches magic mechanical design, is a well-known test maniac in the school. He often takes tests in class and counts them in the final score, which makes many students who like to sign and fish on behalf of others. He hated it so much that if it was his class in the morning, he really couldn't take it. The 'S' grade challenge lasted for a long time. From now on, it seems that coming early and coming late are almost the same. There is no need to be beaten in advance for the risk of failing the exam at the end of the semester. .

"I am the deputy director of the Judo Department. If the director is not available, I can take his place first." The Celtic man said, looking at Lin Nian who was holding a thermos bottle to replenish water in the field.

The fighting director then looked at the deputy director of the judo department up and down, and took a few more glances at this burly figure that could not be hidden in the crowd. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is a good man made of iron. , but couldn't help but ask again: "How sure are you?"

"About 20%." The burly Celtic man looked at the 17-year-old boy in the field and whispered helplessly.

The fighting physique among mixed breeds does not have an absolute advantage. Cassel Academy is not a sports academy born from a certain competitive competition. Most modern competitive competitions have restricted rules.

For example, boxing, which originated in the British gentlemanly spirit, prohibits attacks on legs and feet, attacks below the waistline, and attacks on the back of the head. In fencing, it is also prohibited to use the hand or arm without a sword to defend, attack, or grasp electric instruments and equipment. , it is even prohibited to cover or protect the effective parts with the hand not holding the sword in foil competitions.

These prohibitions are all restrictions made to prevent players from accidentally killing their opponents in competitive games. In the end, the game comes second and human life comes first. However, in the world of mixed races, all the skills students learn Combat skills are all for "war".

Compared with the competitive academy, Kassel is more like a private military camp or a KGB training base prepared by the secret party with a lot of money. The skills learned there are all for killing enemies. All students in Kassel learn in close combat classes. The first course is not the so-called "sportsmanship". Students will only see a thawed and cold corpse used for teaching materials in the first class.

The retired SEAL instructor would draw on the body with a marker in front of all the trainees with a serious face, and carefully explain to everyone that hitting the parts in the red circle with more than 75 pounds of force will cause death. Fainting, hitting these parts on the black circle with more than 100 pounds of force will result in death. If you prioritize which weak points to hit during combat, which parts of yourself should be protected from being hit.

This academy is not about winning tournaments and street fights, but how to kill people efficiently.

After graduation, the students in Kassel are faced with fighting and fighting, rather than competitive discussions. In real battles, their huge bodies and figures will only occupy their physical strength and power points when they use all possible means. After all, under the influence of the dragon blood, a slender student can also burst out with terrifying strength and speed that is not typical of ordinary strong men. In this way, a burly person has an unavoidable defense and concealment of weaknesses. hidden dangers.

——It’s no joke that people who exercise too much can’t touch the note stuck on their back. When a knife with a blood groove is inserted into your back but you can’t pull it out, maybe you will know that there is something wrong with your body shape. Timing is really not everything. At least in the previous battle, many people have already suffered this loss and were preempted by the 'S' class lightning. With their physical fitness absolutely crushing, there is no chance of a 1 to 1 battle. But if you drill, you can only go up and get beaten.

"Is that possible? If you are knocked flying over, we may not be able to catch you." The head of the fighting department looked at the Celtic man's back with some worry.

"It's okay, just stay out of the way. I'm strong and can throw." The Celtic man stepped into the field with a deep voice.

Lin Nian had just finished twisting the lid of the thermos bottle, and when he saw the iron-tower-like man standing opposite him, he nodded with a calm expression and stepped forward to shake hands.

Although he was being beaten, everyone did not want to lose the etiquette of the elite. The Celtic man also stretched out his hand to hold it. The moment he tightened his grip, he felt the crushing force coming from the opposite side. His face suddenly tightened. When he closed his hand, the back of his hand They were all white due to lack of blood.

"Empty-handed?" Lin Nian took a few steps back and looked at the Celtic man and asked.

"." The Celtic man didn't answer, but just nodded. He didn't want to expose his foundation in jujitsu. In battle, judo is meant to win with one blow. Once the joint technique is successfully locked, it means An immediate victory!

When the two shook hands and separated, the fight had already begun.

Without any hesitation, the Celtic man jumped up like a bear and pressed forward with his limbs spread wide. His tactics were very simple. He maximized his physical advantage to withstand the next two to three blows from the 'S' class. , as long as he doesn't faint and successfully lock the strongman, he has a chance of winning!

The 'S' class is still a human being, and as long as it is a human being, there is a possibility of being locked by the joints. Even if the 'S' class bloodline gives him the terrifying power to kick away an adult male who weighs more than him, But breaking free of the joint lock requires several times the force of kicking someone!

When Lin Nian saw the charging giant bear, he directly threw the bamboo sword in his hand towards the opponent. In this case, if it was a real sword, he could cut this guy in two with a horizontal cut, but it was obvious that he was in the middle of a fight. The bamboo sword used by Tuoda was not as sharp, but he said that this competition was based on actual combat, so he had no right to complain in actual combat situations.

The bamboo sword was thrown and hit the Celtic man's face, flying away and leaving a red mark, but the other man didn't even blink, staring at Lin Nian's every move with wide eyes like bells.

It took Lin Nian half a second to throw the bamboo sword. From a tactical point of view, he missed half a move. This half move also allowed the Celtic man to get close. He bowed like a rhinoceros and pressed into Lin Nian's arms, hugging him directly with both hands. Lin Nian's right leg burst out with the brute force that a 'B' grade hybrid superhuman could imagine, and was about to lift his whole body to the ceiling!

"Lost." A boy from the Lion Heart Club couldn't help but whisper when he saw this moment.

At the same time, in the Night Watch forum that was broadcast live through the laptop at the student union, there were many seniors with rich combat experience among the students watching the live broadcast in class. When they saw the live broadcast, they couldn't help but say in unison: Damn it, do you really dare to play like this?

In the field, Lin Nian's expression remained normal as his abdomen was pressed. He had no intention of wrestling with the burly man in the student union in front of him. Although his real strength was not inferior to the opponent at all and could even crush him, Jiu-Jitsu was not something like this at all. If you are playing with strength, once he falls into the quagmire of wrestling, the opponent will immediately change his center of gravity, which will make him lose his point of focus and be powerless.

Besides, the action of throwing the bamboo sword for half a move was just his flaw.

Lin Nian didn't struggle at all and was pushed up by the bull, but his hands were wrapped around the neck of the Celtic man in his arms, and he kicked the opponent's thigh with his left foot and raised his hands sharply. The man's whole body suddenly tensed up like a bow, his face turned pale, and a whooshing sound came from his mouth.

Naked lock twist.

The calculation was wrong. The 'S' level knows jujitsu and is quite proficient in actual combat, but the report shows that the opponent has only systematically studied kendo? Where did you learn judo? Is it just based on a few introductory jiu-jitsu classes in the first month or two after school?

"You dare to seize such an opportunity. You are too courageous and your reaction is too fast." Many people at the Lion Heart Club said in low voices.

The naked twist was formed, and in less than fifteen seconds, the Celtic man's brain lacked oxygen and he suffocated and passed out. Lin Nian noticed the weakening of the strength in his arms and immediately let go of his hand, laying him flat on the ground and pinching him. Only then did Renzhong wake up this tough guy who didn't even pat his arm to beg for mercy until he passed out.

Looking at the Celtic man who was being helped down, Lin Nian picked up the bamboo sword and shook his hands to adjust his breathing. The high-intensity battle was also a test of his endurance. In the boxing match, it took no more than a few minutes to wave his fists. A boxer will be sweating profusely and panting heavily. When this kind of spirit and strength are evaporated at a high intensity, the speed of physical decline will be particularly terrifying. But at least for now, it seems that Lin Nian, who has not been in a hard fight, still has no physical problems. .

Seeing Lin Nian sitting down to rest, Mandy quietly walked into the field and handed him a towel.

Lin Nian looked at Mandy and couldn't help but joked: "Why, the students will play a honey trap when they find out that they can't be beaten? If the 'S' class can be recruited into the student union by the honey trap, doesn't it make the 'S' class themselves too cheap? Check some?"

"How come it's my turn in the beauty trap? Even my lace dance troupe can't get into it because they say I'm overweight." Mandy waved her hand and whispered, "Private interview, junior brother, how do you feel? You have to face the main players of the two major clubs. Are you feeling pressure? Can the remaining dozens be finished today?"

"The fight is over. Although it is said to be a real combat simulation, it is impossible to play it for real. If it is real, it will end faster and my physical strength will be less consumed." Lin Nian took the towel and wiped it off. Existing sweat, glanced at the two waves of students and said lightly, "To be honest, I'm a little disappointed. Without using the word spirit, I feel that the hybrids in the school are no different from ordinary people."

"It's too much if it makes no difference, right?" Mandy muttered in a low voice, "With so many people beaten down, do you think the people from the Lionheart Club are more powerful, or the people from the Student Union?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Lin Nian looked at the people on the left and right and approached Mandy.

"Then it must be true. Who is following the other?" Mandy nodded as if pecking at rice. "Look, are the students from the student union more powerful? The guys from our judo club almost punched your lungs. (physics)."

After saying that, Mandy still looked at Lin Nian expectantly, her eyes filled with non-existent little stars as if she wanted to hear him say a few good words about the student union.

"Let me tell you, I feel like both sides are bad." Lin Nian, who was puzzled by the style, quietly rolled his eyes and continued to Mandy in a low voice, "To be honest, the students in the college are nothing compared to the monsters in Japan. What a witch, now I realize it’s not unreasonable for me to mock our place as a kindergarten.”

Lin Nian, who didn't notice the change in Mandy's face, continued to joke casually: "To be honest, if the students of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club, which represent the school's elite, are really this low in actual combat, I will be the whole school before the end of this semester." The fight is over. If I can cut faster with a real knife, then let me tell you in advance that I am the leader of Kassel College and no one will object, right?"

"Of course no one dares to object?" Mandy's face completely froze, and she quietly put away the mobile phone that was currently broadcasting in her hand.

Oops, it seems that I have caused trouble for my junior brother again.