Everything happened too fast. The dust raised by the fierce battle cleared, and the boy's hand holding the stick was still trembling slightly from the vibration of force, but he could barely hold the stick. He stared at the huge figure still holding the sword and gasped slightly, "Father, what do you mean, don'......t you usually use sticks!" At this time, the huge figure let go of the hand holding the sword and straightened up, and the originally cold face was suddenly full of smiles, combined with his scarred and bearded face like a bandit leader, the birds that had just fallen and felt safe flew away at once. "Hahaha! Seeing his dearest son practicing so hard, how can a father, as his son's dearest son, bear not to try the results of his practice!" The middle-aged man who was called his father by the boy said in a loud voice while touching the boy's head vigorously.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the sword stuck in the ground, turned back and said, "This is the reason why you swung the sword at your son? I remember that your sword accidentally collapsed the dining table at home and was punished by your mother for not eating dinner......" "And-" The young man turned back and pointed at the sword: "Hotaru, are you also there?" Didn't you say that you still wanted to sleep and not come with me when I called you, but I didn't expect that it was actually with my father to plot against me——" The sword inserted in the ground suddenly floated a little pink light, and then a small figure with butterfly-like wings and a glimmer of light flew out of the sword body and landed on the young man's shoulder, with a very aggrieved look and sat there with her legs crossed and did not speak.

"Haha, don't say that, she's worried that you're coming with me. You feel my blow more like a knock than a slash, right? She wrapped the blade in her magic, probably afraid that I would really hurt you, and it seems that even if I use it, she is doing her best to protect you. The middle-aged man said as he pulled out his sword and shook it twice, inserting it back into his waist. "But it's really strange that the elf who is the guardian of the forest is so close to humans, is it really ......" The middle-aged man touched his chin and looked at the boy and the goblin called Hotaru by the boy and thought to himself, but the boy was looking down to talk to Hotaru sitting on his shoulder at this time, and he didn't notice that his father was looking at them with a little worried eyes

"Speaking of which———" the middle-aged man said, took the wooden stick in the young man's hand and looked at it, there was a small gap in the place where the sword collided, and the place where the previous fracture was repaired by the young man now appeared fine cracks, "Just now you said I can't see what it means——?" The middle-aged man squinted at the young man with a wicked smile: "I have explained that if the stick is broken, whether it is recommended for you to study there will be reconsidered...... I even wrote a letter of recommendation last night—"

The young man snatched the stick: "I have kept the agreement, the stick really didn't break, it's all because of the blow you just now that it became like this!"

"Oh my God, you actually played this game with me, I don't remember teaching you that, dear son-" The middle-aged man smiled and spread his hands, "Then it seems that I must defend my father's authority with practical actions!"

"Exactly what I want! It seems that the strongest freshman in the history of the academy is about to appear today!" said the boy, untying off the stone tied to the stick and throwing it away. "Hotaru, use a sword this time!" the boy shouted, and Hotaru flew up from the boy's shoulder and turned into light and entered the stick, at this time, the stick first flashed a green light, and then was surrounded by pink light, and as the light faded, the originally dry stick actually began to grow, and the branches soon grew into a long sword.

"Oh oh! When did you kid actually have such a tacit understanding with the power of the goblin, worthy of being my son! As a father, I am really very pleased! Come on! Old rules! If you can't touch my body within ten moves, practice for another year!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he pulled out the remaining half of the wooden stake that was still half beaten by the boy before he was inserted on the ground, and then picked up the other half of the broken two, and after a green light at the break, it returned to a complete stick, as long as the middle-aged man's sword. "Actually, it's already commendable that you were able to break it in ten moves this morning, I remember that when I first taught you three years ago, you fainted from physical exhaustion and couldn't leave a trace on it. "I'm grown up now, and I'm not the little ghost I used to be," the boy said as he walked to a distance of ten steps away from the middle-aged man, ready to attack. "Also, you're 14 years old this year, right? If you don't go to school at the age of 15, it will be a joke~" The middle-aged man also put on a posture.

"Son, pay attention! I'm going to-" Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the young man had already kicked up and rushed towards the middle-aged man, the wooden sword in his hand stabbed straight towards the middle-aged man's hand holding the stick, the middle-aged man didn't say much, dodged sideways, and then crossed the stick and swung towards the young man's unsuspecting back, the young man felt the wind coming from behind him, and immediately the tip of the sword was pointed down into the ground, and the original forward posture flew upside down with the support of the sword, just flashing the thick stick, but the wooden sword inserted on the ground as a support was interrupted by the waist. The young man didn't care, he took advantage of the situation, held the remaining half of the sword, landed on the ground and turned around, and at the same time, the sword body had regrown and returned to its original state, and all the movements had been smooth under years of repeated practice. The middle-aged man was also very satisfied with the young man's series of skillful responses at this time, and immediately turned around, and the thick stick in his hand chose to go around the body and continue to swing towards the young man, instead of making another move after the usual defense. But after all, no matter how powerful the power is, this thick wooden stick is not as light as the wooden sword in the young man's hand, the young man grabbed this gap, the tip of the sword immediately pointed at the middle-aged man, and the entire sword body suddenly grew, and instantly wrapped around one of the middle-aged man's hand holding the stick-"Hotaru!" The young man shouted, and the sword body suddenly burned! The flames shot along the sword body towards the middle-aged man. "Interesting!" The middle-aged man laughed, and the hand that was wrapped suddenly flashed a golden light, and the branches that were originally wrapped in his hands were all shattered, and the young man was also shocked by the power transmitted along the branches and took two steps back.

The two re-put on their postures, and the middle-aged man smiled: "Okay, son, I actually learned to raid first, and I am very sad that I ignored my father in order to win the knightly etiquette handed over to you!" The young man was stunned for a moment, walked to the place where he was standing just now and poked the ground, the place where the tip of the sword touched seemed solid and rippled like water: "Don't be kidding, how can I say that I also have my mother's blood, and I am very sensitive to the flow of magic power." I put this trap magic before I even started fighting, and I'm afraid that if I don't run again, I won't be able to move. Are you sneaking up on your son or are you targeting your son...... Is this knightly etiquette?"