Tales of the Reincarnated Lord

　　 Chapter 5 Young Nobles

　　 "I'm sorry, can you interrupt me?"

　　 Just when Lorist turned to leave, someone came next to him and asked politely.

　　 Lorist looked back and found that it was one of the few who were still staying in the small square. Obviously the one who came here was a young nobleman. He was wearing a white silk shirt with fine workmanship, a white leather waistcoat with a golden silk pattern, a stiff white woolen coat, and white canvas bloomers with rusty golden stripes. Black The diamonds on the leather boots gleamed. The shirt’s neckline was open with two gold buttons, and a black belt hung a pure black refined linen blouse on the body obliquely, looking chic and unruly.

　　 This guy laughed real or fake, Lorist suddenly wanted to punch the face with aristocratic smile in front of him, although this handsome guy looked familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it. Moreover, this guy's gaze is arrogant and disdainful. It seems equal, but in fact it is superior, making himself feel very annoying.

　　 "What do you do?" Fat Shredder was serious.

　　 "Hello, Teacher Shred. I just came over to greet Locke instructor. It's been a long time since I saw that I missed it very much..." The young noble nodded at the fat man, and then turned to Lorist.

"Dear Teacher Locke, your former students pay tribute to you. Many years ago, thanks to your careful guidance, the students have been heart and remembered day and night. It is very regrettable to hear that your vindictiveness has stagnated. Now the students have been promoted. Silver Tier 3, returning to the academy only to repay the teaching sentiment of the teaching. Originally worried that the difference between the teacher and the students' fighting spirit level would make the teacher refuse to guide the students, but he did not want to teach the ambition. He wanted to challenge the silver with the strength of black iron. People are very pleased. It’s a pity that the students got the news too late and the ranking is too low. Now I only hope that the teaching will be smooth sailing, all the way to the students, so that the students can pay their long-term wishes and receive the guidance of the teaching again. I really hope that you can stand In front of the students, please work harder."

　　 After saying this, the young nobleman lowered his head and stroked his chest, bowed for a while, took a few steps back and turned away.

　　 What? These words sound very sincere, but I always feel that something is wrong. What is going on with this person? Lorist turned his head and asked the fat man: "Who is this guy, there are five people and six, and he ran to say a lot of inexplicable things, and he is very familiar with me."

　　 Fatty dizzy: "No way, you don't know him?"

　　 "Well, it's a bit familiar, but I can't think of it, but it seems that he is not low-level, very rich." Lorist answered honestly.

　　 The fat man patted his forehead with his hand: "I lost it to you. Have you forgotten what happened three years ago?"

　　 "Three years ago? Nothing happened three years ago?" Lorist still couldn't remember.

"Oh, of course you don’t feel it, others are unforgettable. Three years ago, you just became an official swordsmanship instructor at the academy. Did you forget the first time you brought that double-best class to be besieged by students? The one who took the lead was the one who was beaten the worst by you. His whole body was bloody, several ribs were broken, and the package was like a large mummy." The fat man looked like he couldn't bear to look back.

　　 Oh, that kid, Lorist finally remembered.

　　Chenxi Academy has a tradition. Every three years, students who are excellent in fighting spirit and swordsmanship will be gathered for special training. This class is called the Double Excellent Class, which is recognized as the most difficult class to bring. Because the students who can enter this double-best class are all talented students in two aspects, there are many noble children who practice family fighting spirit and swordsmanship, all of them have high eyes and will not easily convince others. With the teaching of this double-best class, you can't live without the strength and unique skills.

　　 Three years ago, Lorist was formally hired as a swordsmanship instructor at the academy and was assigned to take a double-best class. As a result, the students looked down on Lorist, but were convinced by Lorist's swordsmanship. What was the kid's name just now? It seems that swordsmanship is one of the best among students, right? She was still a teaching assistant in the Shuangyou class. He hated Lorester because he was defeated by two or three swords. So he used words to provoke him. When he was instructing swordsmanship in Lorester, he instructed a group of students to swarm and attack Lorester. He took the opportunity to attack and attack. Very cruel, he made it clear that he wanted to kill Lorist.

　　 Lorist hated him for his insidiousness, and was cruel in the melee, and he couldn't take care of the life of beating him. At least he had to lie in bed for about half a year.

　　 "Ah, didn't he mean that he went back to recuperate? He dropped out of school? It is reasonable to say that he should see me and would like to stab him a few times. Why is he still in the mood to come over and say hello." Lorester was puzzled by touching his chin.

　　 "Hey..." The fat man was amused: "This is the etiquette of the nobles. Even if the enemy of life and death, bitterly gritted his teeth, he will fight to kill you or die, but you have to shake hands before the duel. It's graceful."

"Why does this kid come so arrogantly to say a lot of nonsense, I hope I can kill him, don't let him down. What do you mean, the Silver Samsung is nothing great, my defeat is so much... …" Lorist was a little unhappy.

　　 "Hehe, you really have to pay attention to this kid. Do you know his family background?"

　　 "Forget, I can't even remember his name..."

　　 "You...oh, forget it, I tell you, this kid is called Sandos Ierta. The second son of Santos Liam III, the regent of the Kingdom of Kyria. Do you know the Kingdom of Kyria?"

　　 "I know, there are two principalities separated from our Ford Business Alliance, and it seems to be located in the southeast." Lorist thought and replied.

　　 "The Kingdom of Kyria faces the Roman Empire in the east, and the Khavetan Khanate in the south. It is between the two great powers but there is no worry of war. Do you know why?" The fat man's expression was serious.

　　 "I don't know." Lorist shook his head honestly.

"That's because the Kingdom of Keliya has a town of Swordsman, and the Romon Empire and the Harvey Khanate didn't dare to attack his idea. The title of Keliya's swordsman is Stormwind Swordsman, and it is said that it is still great The sword master once exposed his hand in public, and every time it rains, he dances his sword in the rain and can accurately stab every drop of rain. After the rain, the one-foot radius of his sword dance is as dry as before, so he is famous."

"That Sandos Ierta, who was beaten by you so badly, went into the door of Storm Swordmaster after he was wounded. You think he was one-star silver three years ago, and now he is three-star silver, you can imagine him How hard has he practiced in the past three years. This time he returned to the academy to find you to settle the grievances three years ago. There are rumors that he privately competed with others, and with the strength of the silver three stars, he also defeated his opponent two or three swords. , It seems that he is very confident that he can win the golden badge of swordsmanship from you. Locke, you have to pay attention, he is a real opponent, let me see, he is ranked in number..."

　　 Fat Shred took out a few pieces of parchment from his side and squinted his eyes for a long time: "Here, he is ranked 284th in a duel with you. He should be the name he reported yesterday afternoon."

　　 "Huh?" Lorester was shocked: "When did you start to register?"

　　 "The day before yesterday..." The fat man smiled: "It is more than three hundred and fifty now. When I came over, there were thirty or forty people in the law enforcement department who were lining up to sign up. I believe it can exceed four hundred today..."

　　 Lorist raised his **** at the fat man: "I'm looking for the dead old man. Is this trying to kill me, or not?"

The fat man smiled like a fox who only stole a chicken: "The old man in the morning just scolded me, saying that I am too small, except for the college, which is the college district. I don’t know if I can put my eyes on the city of Morente. Seeing the entire Mana Hill Plain, if time passes, you can still bring news to various places through business trips from north to south. To make this duel challenge a sensational news, the only way to challenge the more people will earn The higher the registration fee, the greater the reputation of the academy and the wider its influence... I entrusted the students to go to the city to post duel notices at noon, especially those in the taverns and mercenary unions. I need to post more... "

　　 Lorester staggered and almost fell.

　　 The fat man stabbed again: "The dead old man said, I hope 3,600 people will sign up this year. It should be easy for you to arrange ten games a day like this..."

　　 "Da Da" Lorist went directly on the ground, got up bitterly, gave the fat man two middle fingers, turned around and left.

　　 The fat man was still shouting: "Locke, you have to be careful with that Iltar, don't carelessly lose in his hands..."

　　 Let that tower of Yishe go to hell, it's only three silver stars, Lorist didn't care about it. Four months of experience in the Ruins Islands gave Lorist full confidence in his skills. The mercenary group called Lijian, isn't the group leader the Golden Two-Star, and was still chased by the black-scaled rhinoceros into the sky. But with a relaxed sword, the black-scaled rhino was killed.

　　 If he competes with Crewder again now, even if he is the golden three-star peak, Lorester believes that he will have more than a thousand moves to tell the winner, and he is likely to win. This is not conceited, nor is it bragging. Although his fighting qi is only three-star black iron, he has gained a lot from practicing the family qigong Jin Shuijue from his previous life.

　　 A thumb-sized stone falls into the palm of the palm, presses the palms together to form a fist, and the stone turns into powder with force. This should be Cun Jin. In the previous life, he had cultivated Jin Shui Art for more than 30 years, and he had not even reached the peak of Ming Jin, let alone the realm of dark Jin Hua Jin. Unexpectedly, in this world, using the Jin Shui Jue technique to exercise fighting qi, and only practiced for three or four years, he was so easy to step into the realm of dark energy. Perhaps this world is more suitable for internal force cultivation.

　　 The performance of silver grudge is to input grudge into the sword to form the sword light. In addition to the weapons that also input grudge can resist, it can be said to be ruinous and invincible to deal with those weapons or shields that have not input grudge. Unless it is the magical blade forged by the master craftsman, it can resist. Although he can't form sword light, he can still input fighting energy or internal force into the sword, cutting gold and iron, and it is extremely sharp. It is better than those sword weapons that input fighting energy to form sword light, but its brilliance is restrained and unobtrusive.

Now I use Jinshui Jue's technique to run the vindictive qi and turn to the wishfulness, UU reading www.uukanshu.com body and sword are integrated into one body, with gestures and actions, the breath is seamless between the action, the landing is fast, silent, but it is rooted and steady. Extremely. The Qi pulse at the dantian is long, the front force is not exhausted, the back force regenerates. And these are exactly the performance of the dark energy mentioned in the general outline of the Jin Shui Jue from his previous family.

　　 The only difference is that the general outline says that when you step into the realm of dark power, the temples on both sides will bulge. Lorist touched his temple, and it was flat, no different. Thinking about it, it might be because of the difference brought about by the use of fighting qi to run the exercises. If there is no harm in it, Lorester didn't care. The trouble now is that the dead old dean regards himself as a lucky cat. It doesn't matter how many duels are due. Anyway, he is used to duels. And stepping into the realm of dark power, coupled with this body's special talent for dynamic vision, Lorist did not look at Silver's grudge opponent.

　　 Ten duels a day are just a trivial matter. At most, you can finish with a few swords. When you teach swordsmanship by yourself, you have to conduct ten instructed competitions, and you have to find out the students' faults or shortcomings for analysis and correct them. It is more troublesome than duels. If there is a swordsman who can match him for hundreds of years in the duel, then the opponent is definitely not a silver vindictive, at least it must be at least two gold stars. But having said that, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the swordsman who is in the golden rank to fight against the Black Iron Samsung?

　　 It’s just that I want to go to a duel and you have to go to a duel. The same is a duel but it feels different. One is voluntary and the other is arranged. The old man used the registration fee for the duel to make a lot of money. Lorester silently cursed that the old man would be crushed to death by gold coins one day as he walked.

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