The next afternoon, on the training ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There were twenty-three apprentices in Huang Shang's class, all waiting, most of them looking excited and eager to try to win a precious fruit of the apocalypse.

Huang Sheng knew deeply that the result of this game was already doomed. No one in the entire class was Wei Xi's opponent, and he even doubted that among the more than sixty first phase apprentices, would anyone else be able to use Wei Xi's full strength?

Instead of grouping, the Sloan instructor took out a large roulette wheel, wrote numbers from 0 to 99 in the compartment, and said: "Everyone come and shake the wheel, No. 0 has a bye, starting from No. 1, the battle with the smallest number difference, and the elimination system." ”

The apprentices felt that it was fair, so they shook it, hoping that they would have a bye.

The first six were all disappointed, and Huang Shang went up the seventh, No. 17.

The eighth person was Vessy, a beautiful young man who stepped forward casually, attracted everyone's attention, stretched out his hand and shook it, and the roulette wheel spun away and stopped.

The pointer is exactly on 0.

The apprentices were a little envious of Wei Xi's luck, Huang Sheng suspected that he was shaking it with strength, and in these days of practice, he found that Wei Xi's swordsmanship was fast and flexible, which were very powerful, but there was one characteristic that was even more outstanding:

Precise.

Amazingly precise.

Strength, angle, bearing, speed, distance, these elements are all mastered in a brilliant way, not bad at all, once a team of ants carrying the crumbs of food passed, and Vicy swung his sword, cutting all the crumbs in half, without hurting a single ant.

This is very boring, but also amazing, Huang Sheng naturally asked him how to practice, and the young man, who had been hit by his knowledge for a long time, said one word triumphantly: talent.

After the lottery, they were distributed wooden swords, the same style as those used in their daily training, except that the flat head had no edge, and the tip of the sword was stained with striking white ash.

All the games were played at the same time, twenty-two people were placed in pairs, standing in a large circle, several feet apart, and Sloan Instructor stood in the center, just in case.

It was a coincidence that Huang Shang's opponent was none other than Tanaka Ma.

Tanaka Ma's broken arm has been connected, but it seems that he is still a little inflexible, pressing his left hand on the handle of the wooden knife, his face is a little pale, at this moment there are two points of ghost fire floating in his eyes, staring at Huang Shang, and scolding in a low voice: "Despicable Shina pig! Yesterday you just used deception to beat me, and today I will let you taste the power of Yamato martial arts! ”

Huang Shang didn't listen, took a half step forward with his right foot, held the sword in both hands, slowly raised it, slightly above his head, the tip of the sword drooped, and looked at his opponent calmly.

Although the five starting styles of the foundation of swordsmanship are the essence of the Western knights who have been tempered by thousands of years, they are all not in line with Huang Shang's mind, it may be a cultural and psychological difference, and he always feels very awkward.

After Huang Shang set up his starting pose, he didn't say a word and waited for it to start.

There is no greater contempt than ignorance.

The young man Tanaka Ma felt that he was completely ignored at this moment, and he was deeply humiliated in a hurry to be ashamed, so his anger was even more surging, and his eyes rushed to his eyes, gradually reddening, and the left hand of the knife was more and more bruised.

Huang Shang saw it in his eyes, and his heart was calm.

"Let's go!" Instructor Sloan ordered.

Bang Bang Bang!

The clashing of wooden swords rang out.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

Tanaka Ma leaned forward, stepped on a rapid broken step, and quickly pressed up.

Huang Sheng recalled the sword that Yu Tunan swung at Shumu Bai Madness that day, as if he had an understanding, his hands were flat, and the tip of the drooping sword was slightly swinging outward, aiming at the Fusang warriors who rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, Tanaka Ma's sprint was approaching, Huo Ran drew his knife and obliquely picked the lower abdomen of the yellow dress.

Huang Shang stepped sideways, holding his sword and slashing.

Tanaka Ma is overjoyed, self-confident and fast, subtle tricks, and has the advantage of charging, full of swords colliding, will be able to knock the yellow wooden sword away, a shame.

"Aim at this pig ****, and abolish his capital to be a man!" Ma Tanaka thought excitedly.

The yellow wooden sword struck down, and the tip of the sword suddenly turned, turning into a point, focusing on the right side of the wooden knife.

"My strength is still a little weak after all, and I can't compare to these people who have been exercising for many years, and I must not block it head-on. Although I can't do the frontal point of the knife like Senior Sister Yu, but after practicing with Wei Xi these days, I am ninety percent sure of the knife side! ”

As soon as he succeeded, the wooden knife point was deflected, and the opponent's center of gravity was temporarily unbalanced, Huang Sheng did not hesitate, stepped under his feet, exerted force with both hands, and the wooden sword slid down the knife surface at high speed, changed the side to the face, raised it proudly, and slapped it on Tanaka's hemp eyes.

Tanaka Ma was in pain, jumped out, his eyes were red, tears flowed, he rushed up like a mad dog with a knife, slashed left and right, and lost his order.

The knife came and went, crackling from time to time, Huang Shang felt that the swordsmanship became more and more proficient, and he fought for a while, learning the tricks of Wei Xi's attack on Zheba that day, three swords were fired in succession, and the appearance was also nine points similar, swinging the wooden knife, a sword stabbed out, and the focus was on Tanaka's wrist.

Syllable!

The wooden knife fell to the ground, Tanaka's face was as dead as ashes, and then he gritted his teeth, glared at Huang Shang, and seemed to be about to pounce again, and Wei Xi's laughter sounded next to him: "Gu, when did you learn my triple attack?" ”

Tanaka Ma suddenly stopped, and the Sloan instructor came over and announced, "Gu won, advance to the next round." ”

Huang Shang put away the sword, bowed to the examiner, found a fine sweat, let out a long breath, walked to the outside tree with Wei Xi, took a look, more than half of the eleven groups of people in the field had already divided the victory and defeat, took a sip of the teacup, and asked: "The name of that move is called triple attack?" ”

Wei Xi sat on his high-backed chair as usual and said with a smile: "Originally, when my grandfather taught me, it was called triple strikes, but I learned some sinology and found it very interesting, so I gave it a Chinese name, called 'Samsung Night Photo', is it good?" ”

"Three-star night photo" is the Chinese pronunciation, compared to yesterday, it sounds like some words are round, Huang Shang clapped his hands and praised: "It's good, the image is very beautiful." Vessy, you're a genius! Have you been watching Journey to the West lately? ”

Wei Xi's beautiful eyebrows flew up, showing a bit of pride: "Yes, I read the original Chinese version, when I read the chapter of the Monkey King Xueyi, I felt that the name of the three-star cave of the slanting moon was very beautiful, so I turned into a sword move!" ”

"You guy, compare yourself to the Bodhi Patriarch!" Huang Sheng scolded him with a smile, and said: "The instructor said that the top three have rewards, what are the prizes for the second and third places, and he didn't say it, do you know?" ”

"How many servings of Apocalypse Soup? Weapons? Viche said uncertainly, "It's not worth it anyway, why are you asking this?" ”

Huang Shang said helplessly: "The first place must be you, I have to have a hope!" ”

"Not necessarily!" Vesy raised an eyebrow and smiled mysteriously.