Chapter Ninety-One

The Student Activity Center, which is the center of student clubs, is also the place that Yang Hao frequented most during his freshman and sophomore years.

I haven't been here since my junior year, and I can't help but feel a lot when I suddenly come here today, time flies, and I don't know what is eternal.

Jiang Feibai was very familiar with this place, and he led Yang Hao and Ai Shiwen to the end of a corridor.

There was a large wood-floored room, and the room was empty, with only a few rows of cabinets in one corner.

Jiang Feibai also had some positions in the fencing club, and he had the key to the cabinet, and he took out two sets of fencing costumes and two standard fencing stalks from the cabinet.

Yang Hao didn't like fencing clothes at all, and thought it was ugly to wear things, but he wore them casually.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly simple fencing suit was not easy to wear, Yang Hao tossed for a long time, but he still got it with the help of Jiang Feibai.

After a long delay, the two couldn't wait to start the sword competition.

Ai Shiwen now seriously suspects that Yang Hao and Jiang Feibai want to engage in the foundation, these two goods ignored themselves for a long time, crazy eye contact, if she wasn't interested in the result of the duel between the two, she would have left in a bad mood.

Yang Hao didn't mean to despise Jiang Feibai at all, the other party was able to win the provincial competition, and it was definitely not a wasted name.

Moreover, the whirlwind swordsmanship he practiced was a battlefield swordsmanship based on heavy slashing, focusing on killing with a single blow.

Fencing, on the other hand, requires flexibility and accuracy, as well as the ability to perceive weaknesses, and focuses on hitting the opponent's vital points with lightning speed.

There are three types of fencing: epee, foil, and sabre. The effective hitting points and competition rules of the three sword types are also different, so each sword type has its own competitive characteristics. In contrast, epee is more athletic, sabre is the fastest, and foil requires more skill and accuracy.

Jiang Feibai and Yang Hao were holding swords, and the other two swords were completely stabbing weapons, and the saber could both stab and slash.

In actual combat, it is more likely to score in the split.

Jiang Feibai knew that Yang Hao was a novice, so he didn't bother to talk to him about any rules, since it was a duel, he had to subdue the other party to win, not by virtue of points.

He put on a courtesy and motioned for Yang Hao to attack.

Yang Hao returned the salute according to Jiang Feibai's appearance, tentatively approached slowly, and when he felt that the distance was appropriate, he suddenly stabbed the other party in the chest.

Jiang Feibai seemed to have expected it, dodged the sword sideways, and slashed at Yang Hao's right hand holding the sword with his backhand.

Jiang Feibai was secretly proud in his heart, the opponent's physical fitness was very good, but he lacked fencing experience, and he definitely couldn't dodge his own sword.

Yes, it is definitely impossible to change to others, and if there is not much difference in speed, the opponent has an advantage in time, and it is almost certain defeat.

"Ping!"

The two swords intersected and made a crisp sound, and Yang Hao collected his sword in time to come back and parry the sword.

At this time, Yang Hao felt that with the flow of air, he felt a sense of refreshment, his body was more flexible, and his senses were more acute.

When Jiang Feibai turned sideways, he observed the movement of his right hand and predicted the direction of his attack.

The parrying skills that have been honed in the game have successfully withstood the test.

Jiang Feibai was first surprised by the result of this sword, and then an irrepressible sense of excitement came to his heart.

Regardless of whether Yang Hao can beat him or not, he is an excellent sparring partner, he has not met an opponent for a long time, after all, it is a niche sport!

After the first round of confrontation, the two explored each other's details, and became more and more focused, and meeting opponents in chess is a happy thing in life.

Jiang Feibai was experienced and full of skills, and began to press Yang Hao to fight.

Yang Hao's physical fitness is superhuman, his reaction is sensitive, and his skills are becoming more and more proficient in the battle, and he gradually integrates the essence of whirlwind swordsmanship, and his speed is getting faster and faster.

After 30 rounds, he could already tie with Jiang Feibai, and after 50 rounds, he had a slight advantage.

"Stop!"

Jiang Feibai suddenly stopped his steps and said loudly.

"Whew~ Damn, aren't you tired?"

Jiang Feibai was very unhappy, according to the rules of the game, he had already won, but judging from the scene, he lost.

This time it's a private showdown, so....

"Whew~"

Yang Hao took off his helmet and was also sweaty and out of breath.

Don't look at the fact that there are only seventy or eighty rounds of fighting, each sword is full force on both sides, and the fencing suit is very airtight, so the physical consumption is very large.

Yang Hao won Jiang Feibai in endurance.

"Senior brother, you won, I probably understand the rules, in fact, I lost a long time ago, but I just felt that I was very happy with you to fight against the sword, so I continued to fight."

Yang Hao stepped forward to float Jiang Feibai, who was sitting on the ground, and helped him take off his mask and untie his shirt, and instantly sweated.

"Ahem, ahem, don't be a senior, it's not that the competition doesn't have rules, I lost, but it's really refreshing to fight against the senior."

Jiang Feibai was still a little unhappy at the beginning, but he was not a stingy person, if he lost, he lost, and it was already very happy to find an opponent.

"Ahem, you guys... It won't be... GAY BAR"

Ai Shiwen, who was watching the battle, asked weakly.

In fact, she had already decided in her heart that the two people in front of her were, and looked at their affectionate eyes.

Oh, it's so... I'm excited, this baby is so excited, it's the first time I've seen GAY!

Hearing Ai Shiwen's words, the two suddenly realized that they seemed to be a little far away, so they quickly separated a large distance and wiped their hands vigorously on their clothes.

"Hey, Shiwen, why are you here?"

Jiang Feibai completely forgot about Ai Shiwen, the young man's heart obviously didn't really fall in love with Ai Shiwen, he loved fencing even more.

"Humph!"

Jiang Feibai didn't say that it was okay, but this completely annoyed Ai Shiwen, and she slammed the door angrily.

As a big beauty, when has she been so neglected, even if the other party is GAY.

Jiang Feibai is now weak in his hands and feet, and he can't catch up if he wants to, so he can't help but feel a little frustrated.

"Don't be discouraged, junior brother, I believe that your heroic appearance today has been deeply remembered by her, beating is kissing and scolding is love!" 、

Yang Hao talked nonsense seriously.

"Really? Hey. ”

Yes, Jiang Feibai's decisive love scene lost to Yang Hao, a big white.

"Junior brother, let me introduce it officially, my name is Yang Hao, a senior student, Baishi Town."

When introduced, it is a new trend to report the town in the Wizarding World where it is located.

"Hello senior, I, Jiang Feibai, a freshman, just transferred to Greenwillow Town."

"Transfer? Didn't the plot of the town get over? ”

The player's birth town is the player's hometown, and there are many advantages to activities in the hometown, so players generally do not transfer, unless there is force majeure.

"Hey, I survived the danger and the danger, but the town was ruined, and several NPCs I made friends also died in the disaster."

Jiang Feibai's expression was a little gloomy when he talked about the NPCs that had died, and it was obvious that he had a good relationship with those NPCs.