"I wish my brother good luck!"

"Come on!"

"Xiao Zhu will win! Earn us some face!"

“……”

Zhu Jiayan heard that many students around him were cheering him on, this feeling of meeting everyone's eyes and anticipation made his whole body tense up involuntarily, and he raised his head and looked at everyone one by one.

Qi Manman stood beside him with his fists clenched, and there were many students whose cheeks were flushed with excitement.

Feng Han looked at him with a smile, and grinned the corners of his mouth when his gaze swept over, as if he was teasing him who had become the focus of attention because of his swordsmanship at this time.

He heard the station chief also cheering at him, and the old guy also had a lively expression.

Even Lin Yuanwu, who was in the wrong mood today, tore the corners of his mouth and said to him, come on.

And the teacher calmly said to him, "Relax, calm down." ”

Brush!

Zhu Jiayan's heart calmed down instantly.

He nodded, squeezing out a smile.

Although the other party is only seventeen or eighteen years old, it is obvious that the time to learn swords is far beyond him, and the other party is also a genius who stands out among tens of millions of people in the country, and may appear on the big stages such as the World Championships and the Olympic Games in a few years. Admittedly, there are strict rules and regulations in fencing, but it would be too anti-intellectual to think that the opponent can only fight within the rules and leave the arena to lose their strength.

The fact that a boxer can't kick his crotch in the ring doesn't mean that a boxer can't kick his crotch, and it doesn't mean that the anti-intellectual soldier Wang who is proficient in kicking crotch can beat him.

What can't be beaten in the ring, even more so under the ring.

You think that the rules are a restriction on him, and then you will find that the rules are actually your protection.

Zhu Jiayan quickly analyzed.

Obviously, the opponent's swordsmanship is exquisite, his reaction is high, his speed is fast, and his strength is still very great. In addition, fencing awareness and distance control will definitely be stronger than him, these are things that can be accumulated over many years, and he can't compare.

Zhu Jiayan knows where his advantages are.

The first is the adaptation to the rules of the actual swordsmanship competition. The other party is practicing sabre, and the teacher's actual combat swordsmanship test style is closer to the epee, paying attention to the cautious sword, and the saber that can be divided into several wins and losses in a second is not small.

The second is equipment and swords. The armor and sword are custom-made and different from the standard equipment of fencing. The length, weight, and counterweight of the sword, and the armor, which involves weight and the effect on movement, are more familiar to him than the other party.

The third is physical fitness.

Zhu Jiayan's recent physical fitness growth is extremely terrifying, a small part of which comes from his hard work during this time, and the rest is also very clear that it started after he drank the wine that the third uncle Yin said 'can prolong life and strengthen the body'.

Maybe it's because of his crazy practice during this time, the effect of wine is too fast!

"You have to make good use of your strengths. ”

Zhu Jiayan is not nervous at all, but as he said, there is no shame at all in losing. He is not a teenager who can't afford to lose, so when the time comes, he will accept it calmly with a smile, and if he praises the other party a few words, he can still appear very personable.

At this time, he saw that Cheng Yan had also walked to the edge of the crowd, putting away his sword and waiting to be an audience, while the rest of the national team training team members immediately quietly cast their eyes on her and the young boss.

"Let's win!"

Zhu Jiayan gripped his sword tighter and tighter, he was sure that these people must have offended those two bigwigs yesterday.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

"I won against you today, and I was saving you!"

When the other party changed into protective clothing and came out, Zhu Jiayan quickly got up and said with a smile: "The rules are simple, the first three hits of the non-critical part are the winner, and as long as the critical part is not lightly bumped, it will determine life and death at one time." There is no need to be too specific, everyone knows it. ”

The other person nodded.

The two sides stood opposite each other, saluted, put on a good posture, Zhu Jiayan was afraid of the other party's strength, and silently narrowed the distance behind to increase the fault tolerance.

He kept thinking back to what the teacher had taught him, and then repeated it in his mind over and over again.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

"You can't use the sword, you can't mess with the sword!"

"You must be sure of the sword!"

"Pace, dodge......"

"You can't use the sword, I said I want to give you the initiative!" said the other party with a frown, and did not take the initiative to attack.

"No!"

"Then you're welcome...... Hah!"

With a soft shout, the other party burst out with an extremely strong speed to close the distance towards him, and the stabbing sword threw a feint, quickly changing direction and stabbing him in the chest.

Zhu Jiayan's reaction was already extremely fast, but the other party's speed was terrifyingly fast, and he was grazed in the left arm.

"One!" the other party shouted triumphantly.

Zhu Jiayan remained silent, took two steps back, and said, "Don't stop, continue, this is not a turn-based system!"

The other party sneered and approached again.

The opponent firmly held the offensive power, and Zhu Jiayan, who didn't even make a decent blocking move, made him despise a little in his heart, and only kept approaching, wanting to solve the battle quickly.

I saw that one of his stabs was dodged by Zhu Jiayan's sideways, and then he quickly swung a sword to the side.

Brush!

Zhu Jiayan's eyes flashed, the time has come!

This young man is obviously used to saber competitions, and in saber competitions slashes are to score, and he only needs to slash his opponent first, without worrying about his opponent's next attack. Because the round ends after the score is scored, the opponent's next attack is invalid, and the two sides will distance themselves and face each other again.

But this is not a saber contest.

Zhu Jiayan remembered the teacher's words, chopping is the next step, especially using a stabbing sword to chop.

Because the front swing of the slash is long, and the back swing action is also long, the former is easy to dodge, and the latter is easy to seize the opportunity to counterattack.

Zhu Jiayan quickly retreated and bent down to open the distance, narrowly dodging the sword, at this time his whole body was full of strength, from the legs to the waist and abdomen to the chest and back, every muscle burst out of strength and was transmitted by the right hand, condensed on the tip of the sword.

The bayonet sword stabbed straight out, without any waste of power, and turned into a little cold light from the bottom to the top!

The opponent's sword had just left the slashing track, and he wanted to dodge but was too close, so he could only watch as the ball from the tip of Zhu Jiayan's sword hit his mask-

Bang bang!

The young man felt that his eyes were dark, and his head instantly leaned back due to the huge force, and his body almost fell out of balance.

The metal gauze of the mask can cope with ordinary training, but it is difficult to cope with Zhu Jiayan's burst of strength, so it was concave a little inward at that time, and the position was just his eyes!

The young man paused for a moment before he reacted, and quickly took off his mask to check it, and his heart was shocked.

Fortunately, the tip of the training sword was a round ball, and if he had changed to a real sword, he would have been stabbed in the brain at this time! Even so, he was afraid for a while, only to feel that the quality of the mask was worse, and he would probably have to go for surgery!

At this time, Zhu Jiayan had already put away his sword and said, "Accept!"

There was silence all around, and a burst of cheers erupted.

Whoever loses and who wins, everyone knows in their hearts!

The young man didn't say anything, and walked back silently with his helmet in his arms, his face ugly and dead.

Zhu Jiayan also turned to face Naqu, he smiled, his voice was not loud, just enough for his opponent to hear: "That teacher, you haven't lived up to your teaching for more than a month, right?"

The young man's face was even more ugly.

Naqu could naturally see through Zhu Jiayan's intentions, but knowing that he was young and vigorous, he didn't blame, but smiled and cooperated with him: "It's okay." ”

Zhu Jiayan's smile immediately brightened a little: "That's good, that's good, I thought that we flirted in class, and the results might make you very dissatisfied." ”

The song couldn't cry or laugh, and showed him with his eyes that he was enough.

Zhu Jiayan glanced at the little brother who seemed to be about to cry, and then walked back to his original position.

Qi Manman said beside him: "Awesome!"

Zhu Jiayan nodded proudly, but when he saw that the eyes of several bigwigs stopped at him, he quickly put away his proud demeanor, and only whispered, "It's okay." ”

Qi Manman said again: "This hand is a good mockery, killing people, and punishing the heart." ”

Tang Qingying on the side frowned suddenly, then pulled Cheng Yun's sleeve and said, "Brother-in-law, am I infected by Sister Yin Dan, I actually heard that it was shrimp and pig heart." ”

Cheng Yun tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't say anything.

At this time, Zhu Jiayan had already walked to Lin Yuanwu and Feng Han's side, Lin Yuanwu and Feng Han were both shocked, as if neither of them had thought that he could win before.

"I thought you were just playing on a whim, but I didn't expect you to learn this point so quickly! This is much better than your talent in archery!" Feng Han said.

"It's over, now give you a sword, I can't beat you. This is Lin Yuanwu's voice.

"Famous teachers produce high apprentice......s," Zhu Jiayan said modestly.

Cheng Yun listened to two sentences, and saw that Cheng Yan had already walked out of the crowd with his sword in his hand, and began to practice alone, so he and Tang Qingying walked over.

"Why are you practicing here alone, didn't you find a partner or anything?" asked Cheng Yun.

"You're here to be my partner?" Cheng Yan glanced at him obliquely.

"I ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you. ”

"Cut!"

"You're a little unsociable, aren't you?" Cheng Yun's brows furrowed slightly, Cheng Yan has been like this since he was a child, learning to exercise alone, only later with Tang Qingying, she got rid of such a state, and her relationship with her roommate seemed to be getting along well, so much so that he almost thought that Cheng Yan had grown up and become gregarious.

"It's just not necessary. Cheng Yan said lightly.

"Okay......"

Cheng Yun didn't say anything more, because Cheng Yan didn't like him very much, if it was before, she would definitely be very impatient at this time.

Tang Qingying said: "Yanyan, why didn't you stand up just now? Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you learned the best? What a good opportunity to pretend to be ×, and slipped away." ”

"It was robbed. ”

"Let's try again. ”

"No, leave a way for others to live. Cheng Yan's voice was still faint, and as she spoke, she stabbed out another sword, which was fast and straight.

I don't know what came to mind, she frowned slightly.