"I want to learn the third form of the Nine Styles of the Stars, strafing." Sheila said.

"Okay." Asker said, "How much do you know about the Nine Styles of the Stars? ”

"Zero." Sheila said frankly.

When he was in Constantinople, Aske used to train everyone in the team to the Nine Styles of the Stars, but unfortunately no one learned it, and everyone thought the math was too difficult.

At that time, the little Empress Theodora had not yet joined.

"Familiar with math?" Asker asked, "Will polar equations and calculus do?" ”

"I understand a little." Sheila was surprised and asked, "Do you need to know math to learn the Nine Styles of the Stars?" ”

"How about geometric swordsmanship?" Aske smiled and said, "Do you still want to learn?" ”

"Learn." Sheila said.

"For the vast majority of long-range weapons, the trajectory of their fire can be seen as a straight line." Asker drew his sword, "Imagine that if someone in front of you shoots at you again, then its trajectory will be a straight line in the air." ”

"You can avoid the straight line, but that means you're limited by the straight line. If the number of straight lines continues to increase, two, three...... Until all the threads are tightly bound up to form a cage with no flaws, you will be firmly locked in the cage. ”

"So what you're going to do is, cut through the lines."

"Slash?" Sheila asked.

"It's not a cut, it's a cut." "Let's not forget that they're not ordinary lines, they're actually made up of countless moving points. What you have to do is to break all the moving points with your sword in the shortest time, in the shortest path, and the calculation process is to first line and then point, which involves dimensionality reduction, which requires the skills of derivatives and calculus......"

He reported dozens of basic formulas for Sheila to write down: "These formulas are the basis of your calculations, but mental arithmetic and arithmetic are required in battle, so you need nearly a thousand auxiliary formulas to help you with your calculations." ”

"Nearly a thousand? So much! Sheila was taken aback.

"Not all formulas need to be memorized." "It's just that the more you remember, the faster and more accurate your calculations will be." ”

On the other hand, the training of the girls to adapt to gun warfare has been handed over to Mi'er by Aske.

"The trenches near here, the regimental commander has asked Alfred to order the removal of unrelated personnel, and the next few days will be used as a place for us to adapt to the war." "It's used to train everyone on how to dodge shots." ”

"May I ask?" Medea suddenly felt some subtle malice, "What is the specific training plan?" ”

"It's simple." "Your goal is to enter the trench from that position and come out of this end, using any supernatural abilities other than attacking me. ”

"I won't go into the trenches, but I'll patrol the neighborhood. If you're exposed to me, I'll shoot at you. The ammunition is a special rubber explosion-proof bullet that contains a special dye in it. ”

"Those who are hit by ammunition are killed, and they need to leave the trenches immediately, return to the starting point and start again." Mi'er introduced.

Well, it doesn't sound suspicious, so what was that malice just now?

Medea subconsciously read the past again, which is about to become her instinctive operation.

"Why did you come up with the idea of using the juice of Norman pickled herring as a dye? The regimental commander is such a weirdo, but fortunately the bullets didn't let me process them. No, I've got to forget about ......."

Norman pickled herring? What is that? Medea tried to continue reading the mind, but found that Mi'er seemed to be extremely resistant to the term, and there was no association with the word in her superficial consciousness.

"Could it be that this little princess really has the talent to learn the Nine Swords of the Stars?"

Aske was amazed.

He raised Aphrodite to shoot, da-da, da-da, at a slightly slower rate. Sheila drew her sword and swung it in a sassy manner, splitting all these bullets crookedly.

The sword she was using was Eleanor's saber doped with blood-streaked steel, which was hard enough to withstand the impact of regular bullets. However, Asker could see clearly that Sheila swung her sword at an extremely clever angle, slashing at the side of the bullet each time.

After only blocking six or seven bullets, Sheila was a little out of breath, and her right arm hung down weakly. The Star Nine Styles require extremely high concentration and muscle control, and her body can't afford to launch a long-term sword technique, which is already a bit overloaded at this time.

However, she did apply the Nine Styles of Stars.

The process of learning extraordinary swordsmanship can be described as a metaphor, like chasing a girl.

Like Peggy, getting the seed of an idea directly is equivalent to a blind date, which is easier to succeed; Reading a book like Eleanor is equivalent to online dating, which is much more difficult.

However, whether it is a blind date or an online dating, whether it can be Chengdu in the end depends on the sex. Girls don't have feelings for you, so no matter how rich and handsome you are, it's useless.

Because of what Asker had learned in his previous life, it was tantamount to chasing his ex-wife in this world, so he quickly got started as soon as he got the Star Nine Style. On the contrary, Sheila, who had never learned any swordsmanship before, was able to master the Starry Nine Style of Grazing in one afternoon, which can only be said that her relationship with this swordsmanship has reached a terrifying level.

However, learning is one thing, and using the power of swordsmanship is another. It's like when a girl falls in love, she says she likes it, and when she gets married, she starts to manage all kinds of money, rice, oil and salt.

In order to exert 100% power, the Star Nine requires extremely strong physical fitness, as well as the entire sequence of the bloodline of the "Weapon Master". Sheila herself is a transcendent person who is partial to the spiritual system, her physical fitness can't keep up, and she doesn't have the corresponding transcendent sequence, after learning the Nine Styles of the Stars, she is like Ling Hu Chong who has not solved the problem of internal force.

At a critical juncture, it's okay to use this swordsmanship to protect yourself, if you want to really rely on it to form combat effectiveness, like Asker, who single-handedly fights all kinds of bigwigs, it is absolutely impossible to survive for three or five years without hard practice.

Who told her to choose the arcane mage's bloodline in the first place?

Tsk, it's a pity, this little princess could have become a genius swordsman.

"Asker, how am I doing?" Sheila was a little nervous.

Of course, she knew that her physical strength could not keep up, and she was also worried that this was because her mastery of swordsmanship was not enough, which caused her physical strength to be consumed extra quickly.

"Well, so-so." Asker gave a modest assessment, afraid that she would be proud.

Sheila looked down in disappointment.

"I've got to work hard." Asker winked at her, "Work on your physical fitness first." ”

"Hmm!" Sheila's eyes immediately regained their brilliance, "Come on!" ”

When the two returned to the edge of the trench, they saw Mi'er walking up and down the edge of the trench with a rifle in her hand.

"How's your training going?" Asker said hello to the half-elf girl.

"It's good." "Everyone's tactical thinking about firearms has improved significantly. ”

"Did anyone make it through this trench?" Asker asked.

"That's not yet." Mi'er replied, "The main thing is that their vomiting is so obvious that I always hear them while sneaking. ”

"Vomit?" Sheila blinked strangely, feeling as if she had escaped the unknown.

"Yes, vomit." Mi'er said solemnly, "As a punitive incentive, Asker has specially selected a bullet with a taste. ”