Finally, Yan Xi stopped, but at this moment, the wooden sword in her hand suddenly stabbed Teacher Raphael. The force was like thunder, making people feel irresistible.
Seeing the wooden sword getting closer and closer, a wooden stick was placed between the two of them. It seemed to be stuck in the attack trajectory of the wooden sword as if it was telepathic.
With a 'pop' sound, the wooden sword hit the stick of the wooden stick, making a crisp sound.
Yan Xi did not show any surprise when her attack was blocked. She calmly retreated with her sword, swung the sword body, and attacked again. The vibrating wooden sword gave birth to afterimages, and the impact continued. Teacher Phil, at this moment, the wooden stick appeared again, and it came to the front of the wooden sword just in time, blocking the attack. Then the students heard a continuous banging sound.
While blocking, Raphael did not forget to give instructions to the students, "Yes, the speed of the sword is very fast, as fast as the wind, and the attacks come one after another, making people overwhelmed, but Yan Xi, I remember the Yan family's swordsmanship He is famous for his ferocity, but this swordsmanship in your hand is like a dragonfly touching water, with a serious lack of strength. Am I right?"
Yan Xi stopped after hearing the words, took a breath, and said: "Teacher, you really have a keen eye. My sword only has the corresponding power in the first blow, but the subsequent consecutive attacks have no shape and no form." It’s powerful.”
"Women's arm strength is naturally weaker than that of men. This is a natural disadvantage. You don't have to force it, and I see that your steps are fast and your movements are extremely dexterous. It is very suitable for walking a light path. I think the reason why you chose Luohua Swordsmanship is not only for coping with In addition to the annual competition, maybe there is no intention of taking the essence and making up for one's own shortcomings."
"Teacher is really a very good person. No wonder many elders in the clan are full of praise for him."
"No, if those old antiques in your clan can forget about me, then everything will be fine for me. I don't want to go through that trouble now."
Raphael's inexplicable words made Yan Xi a little confused, but she had no intention of getting to the bottom of it.
"Okay, I believe that after you get your new sword, you will be eager to learn it. Use your newly learned sword skills."
"is teacher!"
Yan Xi performed another sword posture. Raphael nodded after looking at it. This posture was good and the movements were quite standard.
Suddenly, Yan Xi exerted force on her hind legs, stepped lightly on the lawn, and began to run. This time, her entire figure seemed to be blurred, and two afterimages were vaguely formed around her. When she came to the teacher, Finally, the real body and the shadow drew their swords at the same time, and there was a "pop" sound. Without any surprise, the wooden sword was intercepted midway again.
"Weak, too weak. You can see the true form and the shadow clearly at a glance. You haven't even mastered this swordsmanship yet. But after all, you only practiced for one day. It's good to have such results. Go back and practice hard. , come back next month.”
"I understand, thank you for your guidance, teacher!" Yan Xi responded softly, bowed to the teacher, and then turned around and walked back to the team.
"What a polite boy. Okay, who's next?"
Everyone looked at each other and then raised their hands.
"I come."
"I come."
"Beggy, come on."
"Yes, teacher." Bege happily walked out with his sword in hand. After standing opposite the teacher, he licked his lips and shouted, "Teacher, I'm here!"
After shouting out, Beji seemed to be excited. He sped up and ran towards the teacher.
When he was still three steps away from the opponent, Beji roared "haha" again, jumped up, raised his sword with both hands and slashed Huashan with all his strength.
'Bang' The wooden sticks and wooden swords clashed with each other, making a heavy sound. Raphael, who raised his right hand to block the attack, frowned and fell into thinking.
Bege fell down after his blow was blocked. After controlling his landing, he immediately turned around and used a move to sweep away thousands of troops.
'Bang' was another collision sound, this time more dull.
When Bege failed, he struck again, slashing horizontally, slashing diagonally, and slashing downwards. However, all the moves were just a few moves back and forth, while Teacher Raphael stood on the same spot and kept waving the wooden stick.
block,
block,
block!
More than a dozen rounds had passed. Not only Bege's attacks were all the same, but even Teacher Raphael's blocks were all the same. The two of them were performing repetitive actions as if they had a tacit understanding. This made the extraordinary person who was watching their fight confused. The only thing that happened was yawning.
A 'click' sound,
The wooden sword and the wooden stick met again, but this time they made a different sound than usual, and the wooden sword in Beji's hand broke.
Begi, who stopped, stared blankly at the broken wooden sword and murmured: "How is this possible? How could it be like this?"
Suddenly, he looked at the teacher as if he had thought of something and shouted: "Teacher, it's not fair. I used a sword and you used a stick. Where is the swordsmanship instructor we agreed on? But I saw my wooden sword. Interrupted!"
Facing Bege who was jumping up and down, Raphael picked his nose and said jokingly: "Bege, you are a scoundrel like this. Let me tell you, no matter how much trouble you make, I will not compensate you for your sword." of."
"Obviously it was teacher, your stick was too strong, that's why you broke my sword!"
"Sturdy? Beji, compared to the academy-specific wooden swords that come standard in your hands, this wooden stick of mine is a real ordinary wooden stick."
"Ordinary wooden sticks? I don't believe it?"
"Oh, don't believe it?" Raphael smiled like a profiteer.
"That's easy. Let's make a bet. You take this stick and attack another student with the same force as you just did. If the stick doesn't stop within ten rounds, you win. That wooden sword of yours I'll pay it to you. If the stick breaks, then I win."
"As for if I win, I don't need you to compensate me for anything. After all, I am a responsible teacher. The most important mission of a teacher is to teach students well and make students better than others, so you Just buy another advanced swordsmanship book from me. How about that? Fair enough!"
Bege glanced at the wooden stick that was handed to him, and recalling the scene of the previous confrontation, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
Seeing the little sheep falling into the pit, Raphael smiled like a big bad wolf. He glanced at the crowd, stretched out his finger, and pointed at Bufan.
"Who is that? Is it you?"
"Me?" Bufan pointed at himself, and after seeing Raphael nodding, he walked out helplessly.
"Okay, time is limited, let's start quickly." After seeing the two of them taking their positions, Raphael waved his hand, indicating that both parties should start quickly.
When Beiji heard the start, he immediately roared, raised the stick with both hands and pointed it at Bufan, and gave it a blow.
Bufan had seen Bege's attack method long ago. He believed that the best way to face this kind of attack was to avoid counterattacks, but doing so would defeat the purpose of the fight.
So Bu Fan also held the sword with both hands and struck at the wooden stick.
Click!
one strike!
Just one blow!
The stick in Bege's hand was chopped off.
"Is this broken?" Beji looked at the broken stick in disbelief, and then looked at the wooden sword in Bufan's hand, and his head suddenly stopped.
"Wow." The results of this comparison shocked all the friends.
And Fan also looked at the wooden sword in his hand with some disbelief.
"Is my wooden sword that powerful?"
