Chapter 32: The Persistence of the Old-fashioned

At 17:15 in the afternoon, Ian and the other three, who had completed the basic course of the day, stepped into the school district belonging to the Knight Ministry, which was the closest to the location of the Northern Regions Recruit Training Ground that year. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They were heading to the location of the war book, Bradley's only indoor sword fighting arena.

Along the way, Alvin, who prides himself on being knowledgeable and well-informed, has to introduce the history of the knights' department to the other two stunned young men who are traveling with him.

"Ian, did you know that the school districts where other colleges in the Northern Region teach swordsmanship are called the Martial Arts Department, and only the Bradley Academy is called the Knight Department. ”

"Why is that?" though he couldn't get used to seeing Tomad's expression, Ian did take some interest in the topic.

"Because Mr. Miles, the Divisional Head of the Knights' Division, is a very nostalgic old man. Alvin sneered, "Today, more than 1,200 years later, he still thinks that only those lost knights who have no mental power and fight purely using mortal martial arts are true knights. ”

After he took over as the division dean of the martial arts department, he changed the name of the entire school department by a row of people, and recruited some children of the lost knight family, in the hope of cultivating the so-called true knights. ”

"A real knight?" Ian asked with interest.

"Ahh Alvin smiled mockingly: "It's just a group of poor worms who have not been able to become capable people, and after being eliminated from the aristocratic class, they can't forget the glory of the past." ”

They refused to admit that the knights who were capable were real knights, and felt that the knights should be warriors who rode war horses and galloped on the battlefield purely using swordsmanship to fight the enemy like they did more than 1,200 years ago. ”

"What's the point of making such a fool of yourself?" Ian shook his head.

"Who's to say it isn't?" Alvin shrugged his shoulders and said earnestly, "However, their dedication to true knights has made them generally have a level of swordsmanship that is beyond the ordinary. ”

"And," the blonde boy reminded Ian, "the enemy you're going to face today is that proud disciple of Miles's old and old-fashioned hand-trained disciples. ”

"Although I am not used to their self-deception, the strength of that Elvin is not to be underestimated. ”

"Are you still worried about that?" said Ian.

It turned out that this guy had said so much, and after coming back, his intention was to remind himself not to ignore his opponent.

"Can I not be worried?" Alvin said, rolling his eyes, "and you won't give the truth." ”

"Don't worry, Alvin. ”

Ian smiled confidently, "As long as he doesn't step through that door, I can't possibly lose." ”

After saying that, he avoided the questioning of his friend, and walked towards the main entrance of the indoor swordsmanship training ground of the knights' department, and he had already seen the figure of the young man named Theodore waiting outside the main entrance.

"I'm coming. The three of them stood in front of the main entrance of the training ground, and Ian said to Theodore.

"Hmm. Theodore looked at Ian with a complicated expression, nodded at him, and said, "Please come in with me, Chief Ewen is already waiting inside." ”

"Good. ”

Led by Theodore, Ian and his party walked into Bradley's only indoor sword arena for the first time.

The area of this arena is not large, and in the middle is a rectangular platform paved with flat white stones, and the oval circle of spectator seats around it can roughly accommodate four or five hundred people. To Ian's surprise, there was not even a single person in the audience at this moment, except for the three of his party and the five knight department students opposite.

"Chief Aven has applied for exclusive swordsmanship for this time. As if to see Ian's surprise, Theodore explained, "He turned down all requests to watch. ”

"Is he afraid of being seen defeated?" Alvin teased with a laugh. Although he was still worried about Ian in his heart, he couldn't afford to lose his morale at this time.

"You!" several cadets of the Knight Department immediately glared angrily at this famous playboy in the whole school, and Theodore took a step forward, as if he wanted to teach him a lesson.

Seeing this, Ian hurriedly stepped forward and blocked in front of his friend, lest this weak guy be torn apart by the "knights" opposite.

However, the other party did not act impulsively after all, and a cold young man with blonde hair stopped them.

As soon as he raised his hand, the cadets of the Knight Division, including Theodore, retreated respectfully as if facing his own commander.

He's Aven!

Ian, who saw this scene, confirmed the identity of the other party in the first time.

This young man named Ai Wen was very tall, but he did not look stout, on the contrary, he looked a little slender and slender in the past, and with that cold temperament, he looked not so much like a knight as a bit of a military demeanor.

He walked up to the high platform step by step, and the spans and intervals between each step were extremely precise, showing his extraordinary physical skills.

After standing still on the stage, he immediately set his sharp gaze in the direction where Ian was, stabbing Ian a little painfully.

It seems that he is indeed much stronger than Theodore.

Ian made a secret assessment in his heart, and then stepped onto the stage in a few steps and stood in front of him.

Before stepping through the Sage's Gate, the strength of the swordsman could only be judged by the details and momentum of the opponent's body and movements.

This world where the capable are respected does not have any settings for these mortals to be divided into levels 1-9 or anything like that. On the one hand, it doesn't matter if ordinary mortals are stronger or weaker than them. On the other hand, the victory or defeat of mortal swordsmen often carries many uncertain factors, and cannot really form an absolute strength suppression.

In history, there are many swordsmen who accidentally planted in the hands of new debut swordsmen and fulfilled the reputation of the other party.

Of course, if you insist on subdividing it, I'm afraid you can only distinguish ordinary swordsmen, swordsmanship masters who comprehend sword intent, and swordsmanship masters who have crossed the gate of the sage, which is the so-called sword saints.

Seeing that the two of them were already standing on the stage, the knight department students on one side gave each of them a training wooden sword.

"Originally, after the knight issued the battle letter, it was supposed to be the other party who chose the time and venue, but this time the situation is special, and I don't want to cause too much commotion, so I directly invite you to come here to make an appointment. Evan nodded to Ian and explained, "I apologize for the faux pas. ”

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about the etiquette of your knights. Ian shook his head and sarcastically said, "If you still have your character and etiquette, you wouldn't be so eager to kick out the innocent girl from the academy." ”

"Looks like you've misunderstood," Evan said with a frown.

"Isn't it?" Ian asked rhetorically, "The sins of our ancestors should not be borne by our descendants, and you can really feel at ease with the offspring of innocent criminals?"

After a pause, Ian said in a deep voice, "I haven't seen mercy in anyone in the past two days. ”

"Looks like you've misunderstood something. In response to Ian's vaguely angry rhetorical question, Evan closed his eyes and explained, "I'm going to send you a war letter just because I want to fight you. ”

"Even if you are certain to lose, but you choose to invite the battle at this time, how can I believe that your purpose is pure?" Ian asked in a loud voice, drawing angry scolding from several of the Knight Division students present.

"Arrogance!"

"This kid doesn't know what to do!"

Evan stopped them with a wave of his hand.

Then, he looked Ian in the eye and said, "That's why I turned down all requests to watch." Regardless of the outcome of this battle, I and all the Knight Department students present will declare that I lost this battle. ”

"What did you say?"