Shout!

A trembling arrow hits the bull's-eye!

Huo Lun took a deep breath, exhaled the turbidity in his body, changed the longbow in his hand to another hand, and moved his body.

He came to the shooting range early in the morning to practice archery, practiced spearmanship for an hour, and now just shot all the arrows in the quiver.

"It's better to find a place to practice swordsmanship. ”

He is fighting now, and the main weapon is the bladeless sword, followed by the bow and arrow, and he also wants to see how the swordsmanship level of this world is.

The direction of attention in the past was not on this, but I still have to find an opportunity to go to a better swordsmanship place to see. Hollen had been practicing all morning, went to the changing room to take a cold shower, and put on clean clothes again.

Stuffed his sweaty clothes into his backpack, greeted the young lady at the front desk, and left the black cloth range.

With his wet hair on his head, Huo Lun thought for a moment, turned on his phone, and searched where he could learn communication swordsmanship.

As a result, he was a little disappointed, and he didn't see any useful information, the network in this world is still very developed, although there are computers and other electronic products, but it has not yet developed to the point of being as diverse as in the previous life.

The results of his search, many of them were clubs for learning fancy swordsmanship, he knew this kind of place, and he had been to it once before with Lien. The people who learned swordsmanship in it were all children of rich families, purely to cultivate their sentiments.

He didn't know what it was like elsewhere, but the time he went to that club with Lion, the level of the coach was not very good, and he certainly couldn't see anything with his eyes at the time.

But in retrospect, Horen could conclude that in a matter of turns, he would be able to crush his opponent with his sword skills alone.

What he wants is a master who can actually fight, train himself, and hone his swordsmanship, and by the way, see if he can meet any powerful masters, then the money spent is worth it.

No one is wronged.

"Not every one is at the same level, maybe there are masters?"

He was selective and focused his search on the Ferrand district, although some people moved out because of the murder at the time, but only to a very small number of people.

The economy of the entire Ferrand district is second in the city of Cote, and the people who live in the district are not poor, including Horen's classmate who has dropped out of school and moved.

He targeted three clubs and two clubs with high ratings searched on the Internet, and then spent half an hour searching the Internet for student reviews, and finally selected one club and one club.

Fortunately, the two families were on the same street, so he didn't have to waste time running at both ends.

At the intersection of the clean street, Huo Lun took his mobile phone and followed the address shown on it, "Flying over the swordsmanship club, where is it, why don't you even have a tag." ”

Got it.

In an inconspicuous position, Huo Lun looked at a sign on the third floor, on which were clearly written a few large words: Flying over the Sword Club.

Walking into the first floor, there is no shabby and dilapidated as he imagined, and the decoration is not bad.

On the first floor is a clothing store, business is not good, the owner sits in it and plays with his mobile phone, regardless of whether there are customers coming in.

There is a staircase next to the clothing store, which is narrow, but fortunately it is not broken, at least it is cement, and if it is replaced with wooden steps, it is too worrying whether it will be empty.

went up to the second floor, and Huo Lun found that the second floor also belonged to the Flying Sword Club, "It's quite rich." ”

It seems that two floors have been chartered as a venue, which means that this club is more wealthy.

"With such a big clubhouse, there should be a lot of masters. ”

With anticipation, Hollen stepped through the door with the smile of the young lady at the front desk.

There is also a sign on the second floor, which is also engraved with the words "Flying Over the Sword Club".

Next to the reception desk is the reception hall, which occupies a large space and is beautifully decorated, the floor is brand new, and you can even see reflective shadows under the illumination of the lights.

There are four or five white round tables in the reception hall, and around the round table are white sofas.

There were three or four people sitting in the hall, two men were holding a magazine and discussing something, and one boy was looking at a list in his hand, presumably a leaflet flying over the clubhouse?

"Hello, are you going to learn swordsmanship?"

The front desk lady asked politely.

Huo Lun nodded, "Yes, I want to learn the swordsmanship that can be used in combat, not the kind of showmanship that only has a formality and no practicality. ”

The front desk frowned, not very happy with Hollen's unkind words, but the good professionalism kept her smiling.

"We are a big sword club, and in the last sword competition held by the Kote City Athletic Association, our coach from the Flying Sword Club won the second place. ”

Second place?

I really wanted to ask the phrase "who is the first place", but I still didn't say it when I looked at the smiling expression at the front desk.

"You can start by taking a look at our packages and prices, and on the shelves next to them are brochures and brochures for our clubhouse, as well as some magazines about our flying clubhouse. ”

The front desk gave him a booklet, which was quite thick.

Holren sat down on a couch that no one had yet sat on, shifted into a comfortable position, and flipped through the price booklet in his hand.

There is a wide range of packages with different price lists for different age groups, and there are special junior classes for children from 15 years old to 10 years old.

Then there are other packages, the price is generally very expensive, the basic course has 22 lessons, two lessons per week, and the tuition fee is 2,000!

There are also advanced courses, which are set up according to different stages to charge tuition, and arrange a rookie student to become a sword athlete.

Whether it is aristocratic swordsmanship or swordsmanship in actual combat, they have different instructors who tailor the teaching course according to the wishes of the students.

It's really very considerate.

On the bookshelf next to it, there are some introductions to the newspapers and periodicals that have won awards in flying swordsmanship, and there is a thickened glass container, which is full of awards won by the club.

When Horen asked if he could take a tour, the front desk was hesitant, but agreed to Holen's request.

"The academy in this room is full of advanced students, and the coaches are all winners of various competitions, and they are among the best coaches in our club. ”

The front desk led Holland into a room on the second floor, "Just watch it here, don't disturb them." ”

Under Huo Lun's repeated assurances, the front desk lady left with a worried face and returned to her post.

The students are fighting against each other in two by one, their movements are straightforward, and their moves look good, but they are full of flaws in Huo Lun's eyes. Look at the coach.

The instructor's name was Auston, and he was a tall white man with a clean face and no beard.

It was this Auston coach who had won the second place in the last year's fencing competition held by the Athletic Association of Cotter City, and in a sense, this coach was the most powerful person in the flying sword club.

That's why Horen asked to watch and see how good this coach is.

After watching it for a while, the level of the cadets made him a little disappointed.

At this time, the training of the coach against the students began, and Huo Lun cheered up and did not let go of every move.

However, this male student was not Auston's opponent at all, and when the coach released the water, this student still couldn't last five minutes, and was chopped by Auston to end the fight.

The student's mask fell to the ground, his forehead was covered with sweat, his short hair stood up, and clearly visible beads of sweat rolled down. His expression was visibly frustrated, and he picked up his mask in frustration and returned to his seat.

After watching several battles, this coach is still very responsible, he will consider whether to release the water according to the strength of the students, and some students who are too poor in strength, if they do not release the water, he can end the battle with one move.