Without giving him much time to think about it, the battle soon began.

Ain held his sword in both hands, trying to concentrate his strength on the dagger as much as possible, and then launched a surprise attack on Zefa.

Zefa's expression was stern, his eyes stood in place coldly, and when Ain attacked, he calmly analyzed: "The speed is average, barely qualified." ”

As much as possible for Ain to calm his fluctuating heart, he jumped up and slashed his short sword from top to bottom, adding weight to himself in this blow and trying to exert as much of an attack as possible.

Zefa didn't dodge or dodge, just stretched out his hand, just like crushing the "wind blade" just now, and stretched out his hand to block it.

Aine naturally knew that her attack could not be stronger than the slash just now, and it was impossible to send the sword to the door like this, adjust the force of her wrist, and change the trajectory of the short sword.

Jumping and slashing with all his strength with strong inertia, it was not so easy to adjust, and it took a lot of effort to make the sword change its trajectory slightly with a blushing face, dodging the direction of the palm and slashing towards Zefa.

However, in an instant, Zefa's arm appeared in front of the short sword, grasped the blade, and then threw the sword back with the man.

Zefa stretched out his majestic body, looked at the embarrassed Al Ain indifferently, and stood in place and commented, "According to the enemy's situation, it is okay to rationally change the trajectory of the sword." ”

Ain quickly got up from the ground, and instead of cleaning the dirt and dust from his body, he looked at Zefa.

The attack was cracked so easily, but Ain was not discouraged, but was evaluated by Zefa as acceptable, which made Ain happy for a while. was praised by such a great person.

After adjusting the state and letting the body relax naturally, I rushed forward again.

Again and again, he kept slashing the short sword, swinging the short sword in his hand with all his might, until his arms became heavier and heavier, and his hands were as heavy as lead and iron, and then Aine retreated.

However, even if she attacked with all her might, it seemed as useless to Zefa, just standing in place with one hand, like a mosquito, and gently flapping the blade of the dagger to block the attack from all angles.

Ain was only struggling under his men, perhaps this could no longer be called a battle, and even for the assessment, it was too cruel.

It's just an adult-to-child play.

Zefa seemed to be tired of this kind of thing, and looked at Aine indifferently and said, "Is this your full strength?" Then it can only be said that you are still too tender. ”

"......" Aine didn't answer, just looked down at her heavy hands, which were already trembling just by holding the hilt of the sword, what else could she do?

Long before she started, she should have realized that General Zefa's assessment was not so easy to pass, maybe she didn't have talent herself.

"Ain!"

Fang Xing looked at Ain, who was in a slump, and couldn't help but shout anxiously.

Inspired by Ain, he couldn't help but think. "Yes, this opportunity for her was won by Fang Xing, and she can't just give it up. If she just gives up, then what are her previous efforts and her previous aspirations? ”

With trembling palms, he held the short sword again, and with a resolute look on his face, he rushed towards Zefa.

Zefa looked at Ain who didn't give up, and the cold floor showed a rare look of unnoticeable satisfaction, but appreciating it doesn't mean letting it pass.

Easily grasping the blade with the palm of his hand, Aine wanted to break free of the sword, grasping the hilt with both hands, and the soles of his feet were backwards, but the blade was firmly locked in the huge fist and could not break free.

"Give up, recognize cruelty, and it's also a compulsory lesson for you in the future. A person's strength is limited after all, you must know what you can do and what you can't do, you do have good potential, but it's too weak, now you join the team just as a burden, and you can't bear the training inside, hone a year or two and then become my student. ”

Zefa gave a positive assessment of it, but announced a brutal result.

Now let it pass because of appreciation, not only is it irresponsible, but also a manifestation of the unfairness and injustice of others, and knowing the rules of this world in advance can be regarded as a kind of tempering for her.

Ain didn't speak, just kept wrestling the immobile dagger and screamed with action that he didn't want to give up.

Zefa said again: "Give up. ”

Ain's arm slowly loosened from the dagger, tears streaming from his eyes.

"I don't want to... Don't want to give up. ”

Ain's face was sad and touched Zefa a lot. However, this world is a rational world and cannot be relied on emotions alone, and although he wants her to join, he once again announces the cruel result.

"It's not a question of whether you give up or not, it's just a matter of simply not being qualified."

The indifferent tone and spotless expression made Aine recognize the reality, and the pain came. She was just a little girl, and when her dreams and longings were torn apart in front of her eyes, she still couldn't bear it and vented her feelings.

Zefa turned his head and walked in the direction of the outside of the school gate, he didn't want to see this kind of scene, he should say that he couldn't bear it, he didn't want to see this kind of scene.

Fang Xing once again stood in front of him, "Please give her another chance." ”

This time, Zefa didn't want to deal with him anymore, and said coldly: "There is only one chance, and if you don't pass, you don't pass." ”

"I'm willing to vouch for her potential, and I'm sure she'll be able to get stronger and catch up in a short period of time."

Even if she didn't have the ability to regress at the moment, but after she grew up, she didn't have to be weak at the level of a major general from swordsmanship alone, so Fang Xing was confident that she would guarantee her potential.

Zefa laughed, wanton and arrogant, different from the usual cold and calm appearance, as if Fang Xing had said something very funny.

This sudden smile surprised everyone present, and even Jarvis had never seen Zefa like this.

"Guarantees? Boy, what guarantee do you get? Your life, you can only guarantee your life, but you can't vouch for someone else's life, so don't be too arrogant boy. ”

"......" Fang Xing couldn't refute, although he knew that Ain could grow to the point of surpassing many people, but this did not mean that others knew, and he had no way to convince others, in a way, he was too willful.

But he didn't want to just give up!

"Give her my place, or I'll protect her."

This sentence seemed to touch Zefa's scales, and the angry Zefa's face showed a different hideousness.

With just one punch, Fang Xing was knocked out of the air.

"Remember, little ghost... Justice is not transferable, because justice is not discounted! ”