Whew...... Whew......"

The sound of brushing the floor came from the stables.

Xie Feng held the floor brush and brushed it vigorously on the floor of the stable. He was still wearing a mask that had been pulled from the doctor at Sugson's small clinic. "It was a wise choice not to throw away the mask at that time. Xie Feng thought while brushing the ground: "It's really stinky, dead Camille, what's not good for me to do, let me brush the stables...... I have to estimate the mayor's face without caring about my face, it's really ......" At this time, the old man Ryan, who was in charge of the stable, walked over, and said to Xie Feng with a tight face: "Brush it clean! Xie Feng said helplessly: "Okay, okay." After the old man turned around, Xie Feng secretly cursed: "I should have knocked you to death with a stick in the first place......

I counted it with my fingers, there were still 5 days left before the competitive meeting in the training ground, and my swordsmanship was so-so, and I didn't know if I could win the championship. And Serra, on the other hand, has already officially started classes. I have been brushing the stables for two days, and in half a day, I will be liberated.

"Bang~" The gong sounded at noon, which meant that Xie Feng could rest. After putting the tools away, Xie Feng dragged his tired body to the cafeteria to eat. In the cafeteria, Xie Feng saw Serra eating alone again. Ever since Serra came to the training ground two days ago, she has been living alone except for training with other trainees. Because Sierra was the only girl in the training ground, Camille arranged a small dormitory for her. From then on, Serra lived and ate alone, and she was never seen to communicate with anyone else. Many students have tried to talk to Serra, some are simply friends, and some have bad intentions, but they are all glared back by Serra. After two days, everyone thought that Sierra had autism or something, so they ignored him. It seems that she has no interest in speaking to anyone, except, of course......

"Smack. A dinner plate was placed on the seat next to Serra, and a figure sat down next to her. Serra didn't look at it either, and now the only one who dared to sit next to her like this was Xie Feng. Xie Feng scooped a piece of cabbage with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Today's training is okay." "Not bad. Serra said, eating without a pause. Xie Feng flipped it on the plate with a spoon, as if he wanted to find out if there was any meat inside, and said, "You should learn to block today, right? How many moves can you block the instructor?" Serra replied with a blank face. Xie Feng scratched his head, indeed, for a little girl who was only 15 years old, she didn't have much strength, and it was indeed not easy for her to block the attack of an instructor who had been a soldier for more than ten or twenty years. Xie Feng said again: "You should do more physical training, it is said that you can't even hold a heavy practice sword." Sera glanced at Xie Feng and said, "Uncle Ali asked me to learn how to protect myself, not to train me to be a man." Xie Feng is right to think about it, he can't make the disadvantages of the Celestial Empire's education, no matter what kind of student he treats, he will grasp his eyebrows and beards, learn everything, and as a result, he can't learn anything well. Instead, we should carry forward the spirit of the old man Confucius, teach students according to their aptitude, and let students learn what they are good at and what they are interested in. So, Xie Feng asked, "You've basically touched every weapon once in the past two days, right?" What kind of weapon do you think is simpler for you, and it'......s easier for you to get started?" Played since childhood. "Oh?" Xie Feng didn't expect Serra to play with these, so he asked, "How did you throw?" Serra continued to grab the spoon and said, "You stand ten meters away from me, if I want to throw your left eye, your right eye is absolutely safe." ”

Xie Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, he didn't expect Serra to have such a specialty, so the cat leaned down, picked up a small piece of mud from the ground and handed it to Serra, and said, "That bald fat man over there, can you throw it in the middle?" Sera put down the spoon and took the mud from Xie Feng, chewing food in her mouth. I saw Serra glance at Instructor Fillon, put the mud in his hand and weighed it, and then threw it away. After the mud left Serra's hand, it streaked a beautiful parabola through the air and landed on Instructor Filon's bald head with unmistakable accuracy. "Smack!" the mud hit the bald head, and immediately scattered into a pile of mud crumbs, which landed on the smooth bald head of Instructor Filon, and then fell down the bald head into the rice plate under the head. The dinner plate that was about to be eaten was suddenly a lot fuller. "Huh?" Instructor Filon didn't react to what was going on for a while, but when he reacted, his face changed greatly, his face was hideous, he stood up from the stool, turned his head and roared: "Who dares to throw mud at me!" The entire cafeteria suddenly fell silent under the roar of Instructor Philon, and they all raised their heads and looked at the crazy Instructor Filon, and not many people could react to anything for a while. I saw Instructor Filon gritting his teeth and shouting, "Who the hell is it!" and then kept looking behind him, aiming at Xie Feng who was a little farther away. Instructor Filon frowned, walked up to Xie Feng, and said, "It's you stinky boy, right? You were unhappy about asking you about things last time, and now you're here to take revenge, right?" Xie Feng couldn't help laughing, raised his hands, and pretended to be innocent: "Wronged, Instructor Phillon, just now you said that someone threw you with mud." But everyone knows that I am good at daggers and crossbows, and I have never heard of anyone praising my strong throwing ability, if you want to doubt it, you must first doubt those who are strong in throwing, right?" As he spoke, his eyes looked around at a few nearby students with strong throwing ability, and those students all lowered their heads when they heard Xie Feng say this. Instructor Philon frowned again, thinking about it, he didn't remember that Xie Feng had ever practiced throwing. looked at the little girl next to Xie Feng who was eating very calmly, and naturally didn't think that this little girl had such a good throwing target. It's also more troublesome to investigate this matter, so he said to the surroundings: "Who dares to play tricks on me next time, I have to peel his skin!" After speaking, he walked away angrily. After Instructor Filon left, Xie Feng quietly gave Sera a thumbs up, this girl really has a talent for throwing, she can still take risks with herself after cultivating well! After lunch, Xie Feng rushed to Camille's residence. First, let's talk to Camille about Serra, and ask Camille to draw up a suitable training plan for Serra. Second, let's see how Yurian's swordsmanship is doing. At this month's competitive conference, everyone privately thought that Xie Feng and Julian's sword fighting was the highlight, and Xie Feng didn't want to disappoint everyone, so it was good to find out about the opponent's situation.

"Bang!" Xie Feng knocked on the door of Camille's house, and after Camille's voice answered, "Please come in", Xie Feng pushed the door open and entered, and said as he opened the door: "Hello chief instructor." Camille was eating, and when she saw Xie Feng coming, she swallowed the food in her mouth and asked, "Hmm, Xie Feng, please take a seat, is there anything wrong?" Xie Feng found a stool at random and sat down, and said, "First of all, I came for Serra's business. I have found that Sierra has a special talent for throwing light weapons, and I hope that the head instructor will develop a program for her in the future that focuses on training her to throw weapons. Camille threw another piece of food into his mouth, chewed it, swallowed it, and said, "I'll think about it." Secondly?" Xie Feng looked around the room for a while, but he didn't find Yurian's figure, so he said, "Secondly, I want to find out how Yurian's swordsmanship is doing." "Although he has the entire copy of "The Art of Sword Fighting", he has a lot of advantages over Julian, who has obtained the remnant copy, but first, Xie Feng does not have much time to practice swordsmanship, and Yurian must be training every day. Second, the content of the first third of the book is similar to the two books, and the two of them have just touched the book, so naturally they will not learn the content of the back of the book so quickly, so Xie Feng still doesn't have much bottom in his heart. Camille swallowed another mouthful of food and said, "After he ate the dry food he brought, he went to the playground to practice swordsmanship, you can go and see him." Xie Feng leaned forward and asked, "What do you think of the chief instructor...... How is he practicing?" Camille thought for a moment and said, "This kid has practiced swordsmanship very hard, and his progress is very fast, much better than I did back then—unlike some people, who sneaked out of the training ground and didn't know where to go for several days. After being sarcastically ridiculed by Kamil, Xie Feng didn't blush, and continued to be cheeky: "Then Chief Instructor, what do you think are the shortcomings of Julian's swordsmanship?" Camille stopped the spoon in his hand, glanced at Xie Feng, and said: "I don't know much about the shortcomings of Julian's swordsmanship, but I think you have a lot of shortcomings in your personality...... I don't practice swordsmanship well, but I come to inquire about the shortcomings of my opponent. Xie Feng, as a glorious and upright Calradian warrior, you ......" "Aha!" Xie Feng hurriedly interrupted Camille's next tirade and said, "I think I should go, and I won't disturb the chief instructor for your meal, aha, goodbye!"

After rampantly escaping from Camille's house, Xie Feng walked towards the playground, wanting to take a peek at Yurian's practice.

On the playground, the shadow of the sword flickered, and Julian's figure also fluttered with the flickering of the sword shadow. An ordinary practice sword danced vigorously in Julian's hands. A set of swordsmanship dances down, without a trace of stagnation, it is so smooth, it is so natural, this set of swordsmanship is not only practical, but also good-looking. The word "art" is well interpreted.

After dancing the sword, Julian was also a little tired, stuck the sword on the ground, and gasped to rest. After calming down, Julian drew his sword on the ground again, as if talking to himself, and said, "Come out, don't hide." ”

Xie Feng turned out from behind the wall not far away, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be able to detect someone nearby if you practiced your sword so seriously. Julian watched Xie Feng come out and said, "If you deliberately hide your breath, I may not really be able to detect it." The first lesson Xie Feng learned from Xie Er was how to hide his aura. As an assassin and a spy, the first condition is not to let the enemy discover him. Concealment, then, is crucial. Although Xie Feng's ability to hide his aura is not strong now, it is estimated that it is still enough to deal with ordinary people, and even students like Julian who have not deliberately learned how to scout the enemy. Julian continued: "You came to me, you didn't just want to see me dance the sword, right?" Xie Feng smiled and said, "You really guessed it, I just came to see you dance the sword so simply - even if the sword you dance is not simple at all." Julian said: "You only read the book "The Art of Sword Fighting" for an afternoon, and then you left the training ground. It's only five days until the tournament now, and I'm pretty much the same as I can understand. In the next few days, you can read at the chief instructor's house with peace of mind. Xie Feng was embarrassed to see that Julian was so generous, and said, "Actually, I have written down a lot of the content in the book, so I have to understand and ponder it." So you don't have to worry about me, just read a book if you want to. Xie Feng continued to say in his heart: "Otherwise, I won't let you see it if you want to see it after the athletic conference, hahahaha." Julian walked to the side and said, "You can't learn swordsmanship just by reading books, the key is to practice more, so that you can appreciate the essence of swordsmanship recorded in books." With that, he walked over to a weapon rack. There were some wooden practice weapons on the weapon rack, and Julian picked out a one-handed practice sword from it that was similar to his own, threw it at Xie Feng, and said, "Since we both have time now, why don't we practice against each other." If you don't understand each other, you can discuss it together. Xie Feng took the sword and said in his heart: "Ah, sparring, then you will know that I am a little different from the swordsmanship you have learned?" You came to the training ground a month before me, and you're about to graduate. I had just arrived, and I had even gone out to play. Can't beat you. Julian said: "We are not competing with each other now, we are just learning from each other's swordsmanship." See where you have mastered the swordsmanship in the book well and where you have mastered it badly, you can know it in time, it will be good for you and me. Let's just stop at the moment. ”

Xie Feng couldn't see that Julian could resist it, and thought that it would be good to test Julian's strength before the competition. After all, he is not very sure about defeating Julian, and now in a battle, if you find the opponent's weaknesses and strengthen the corresponding practice, you will be much more confident when you officially compete. Thinking of this, Xie Feng grabbed the sword in his hand and shook it, and said to Yurian: "Okay, Senior Yurian, stop at the point, please give in!"

"Smack!" Another handover of the two swords, Xie Feng was shocked by the powerful force on Yurian's sword and took two steps back, while Yurian only took a step back. What a strong force!Xie Feng thought to himself. With his level 5 strong attack, he actually fell behind in strength. How do you look at it, Julian doesn't look like he has reached 5 or more with a strong attack, is it because the way he uses his power is different?

While he was distracted, Julian stepped forward and slashed with his sword, and Xie Feng hurriedly raised his sword to block. With a "snap", the powerful force from the sword shook Xie Fenghu's mouth numb, and he almost couldn't even grasp the sword steadily. And Julian attacked again, chasing after him. Xie Feng's hand grasping the sword began to be a little numb, and he didn't know if he had grasped the sword tightly. Suddenly, Julian picked up his sword and was about to give Xie Feng a powerful blow.

"Huh?" Xie Feng looked at the moves that Julian had used that were slightly different from those in the book. "There is a flaw in this trick!" Xie Feng immediately thought to himself. If there is no flaw in this trick, it is estimated that there will be no changes in the whole book. Soon, Xie Feng observed the flaw, and was about to raise his sword to attack the flaw in Yurian's swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, before the sword was raised, Julian's attack had arrived.

"Smack!" Julian's sword slammed into Xie Feng's shoulder. Although Julian put away his strength in time, the inertia still caused Xie Feng to receive some damage.

Take 5 damage

This word floated through Xie Feng's mind, and Julian also withdrew his sword and said to Xie Feng, "I'm sorry, I didn't stop it." Xie Feng rubbed his sore shoulders and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the sword has no eyes, it's inevitable." Julian smiled and said, "Thank you for agreeing." Xie Feng sighed and said, "Accept a fart, I lost completely, you are too powerful." At the same time, I was also depressed, I had already seen the flaw, but I couldn't break it, which was what hurt Xie Fengdan the most.

Look at the time, it's not early, go back to the dormitory to prepare, and go to the stable for the last half-day "class". After saying goodbye to Julian, Xie Feng walked towards his dormitory.

Along the way, Xie Feng was summarizing the reasons for his failure. This time the loss was too complete, and I originally thought that I could at least draw with Julian first, and then slowly fall to the disadvantage. But not long after he started, he was already in a passive state. His own book is obviously better than Yurian's, so it is not a problem of swordsmanship, but a problem of his own.

First of all, in force. His 5-point strong attack and 12-point strength were not weak, but they were still easily repelled by Julian. If Julian is not open, then the only explanation is that the capacity is different. It seems that this is also a science, and I need to ask Schell or another instructor for advice when I have time.

Secondly, there is speed. I could already see the flaws in Julian's swordsmanship, but I still couldn't break it. It seems that it is not enough to have good swordsmanship, but also to have the ability to show it. If you are cut down by the enemy before you can draw your sword, you will die the most unjustly.

It seems that the most important thing about strength and agility is not to depend on the addition points, but on one's usual acquired cultivation and innate talent. Adding points only serves a secondary role. If it is a disabled person who was born with a disability, even if he increases his agility to 63 and his running to 10 points, it is estimated that he is not much faster than a turtle.

Well, physical. What I'm lacking now is my physical fitness. Physical fitness is the foundation of all martial arts, and without physical fitness as the foundation, all martial arts are just on paper. Only now did Xie Feng truly realize the deep meaning of the phrase "foundation is the most important". Well, basic, for the next 5 days, let's put aside the practice of swordsmanship first, and then train the most basic physical fitness first. But the headache is that physical fitness is not something that can be practiced in a short period of time, so I have to ask Schell tomorrow if he has any special training methods.

After returning to the dormitory to rest for a while, when the gong sounded in the afternoon class, Xie Feng dragged his sleepy body to the stable.

Before I got to the stable, I could already see that the stable was full of people. "Something happened?" Xie Feng said in his heart, speeding up his pace.

As soon as they approached, they heard the sound of fierce fighting and neighing from inside the stable. Xie Feng pushed aside the crowd, and Xie Feng saw that the old man Ryan was riding on a horse with a fiery red body and no stray hair, and the horse kept jumping up and struggling. The horse's hind legs appeared to be wounded, and the wound was bursting due to the struggle, and it was bleeding. And Old Man Ryan seemed to be trying to subdue it. I saw that the old man Ryan was clamping the horse's back with his feet, and his hands were tightly wrapped around the horse's neck.

Xie Feng patted the stunned student and asked, "What's going on?" The student usually has a good relationship with Old Man Lane, and seems to know some inside information, so he said: "A few days ago, Old Man Lane found this red horse in a valley not far from the training ground, and it was injured at that time, very badly, almost dying. Old man Ryan sent medicine and food to it every day. Until today the horse was able to go, and old man Lane took it back, and just as he tried to put the reins on it, the horse refused. Old man Ryan said that this is a good horse, and it must be subdued, and you can see what happened later. ”

Old man Ryan was covered in sweat, but the red horse still refused to give in. It's just that the wound is not completely healed, and now the wound has burst again. The strength of the struggle is not great, otherwise I am afraid that the old man Ryan would have fallen off his horse a long time ago. As soon as I thought of this, I heard a "snap", and the old man Ryan really fell off his horse. The red horse broke free of control and immediately ran towards the crowd. Old man Ryan hurriedly raised his head, his face was full of mud or horse manure, and said loudly: "Don't subdue that horse!"

I saw that the red horses were all rushing towards the crowd, and the crowd dispersed at once, and they were all afraid that the horses would hit them, who would dare to step forward to subdue them? But there were still a few people who had not had time to run, and Xie Feng was one of them. Xie Feng and a few people around him, just after listening to the student's speech, before they came back to their senses, the horse arrived in front of them. Moreover, the horse rushed straight towards Xie Feng. Xie Feng was full of people left and right at this time, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to. At the critical moment, Xie Feng gritted his teeth, jumped back without hesitation, and at the moment when the horse was about to hit him, he used his hands and feet together and hugged the horse's neck. Everyone saw that the red horse with Xie Feng was like a flying fire cloud, and quickly burned towards the depths of the training ground. A burning cloud of fire was constantly running through the training ground

Xie Feng used his hands and feet together, hugging the horse's neck, only to see the scenes on both sides quickly move forward. And the wind generated when the red horse ran blew the flame-like red hair on his neck and kept beating, making Xie Feng think that he was really holding a burning flame.

Suddenly there was a pain in my back, my eyes went black, and then I screamed in my ears. Xie Feng knew that he must have crashed into the house. The screaming in my ears had not stopped, and there was another pain in my back, and my eyes suddenly brightened, and it was obvious that the horse had crashed out again. Xie Feng was hit on the head by these two blows, and he didn't care about how much damage he had been injured by the hint in his mind, gritted his teeth, and tried to climb onto the horse.

As soon as Xie Feng stepped on one foot with difficulty, the horse seemed to know what Xie Feng wanted to do, and when he made a turn in the gallop, Xie Feng was almost thrown out. Xie Feng's feet had been thrown into the air, but his hands were still holding the horse's neck. "Grass, mud, horses!" Xie Feng roared and scolded in his heart. As soon as he finished scolding, the feet that were thrown out fell to the ground, and as the horse ran, Xie Feng's feet cut a long and deep crack in the ground. The already tattered leather boots were suddenly completely scrapped, and a large piece of skin was worn out on the bare feet, and there were blood marks all the way, which hurt when I looked at it. Xie Feng hurriedly lifted the scratched foot, clamped it tightly on the horse's belly from the side, and then climbed towards the horse's back with difficulty. Seeing that Xie Feng was about to climb on his back, the horse shook his body fiercely, but still couldn't shake Xie Feng away.

At this time, Xie Feng had already climbed onto the horse's back with difficulty, panting for breath. The red horse was still galloping, and his speed did not decrease in the slightest. The scene around him continued to retreat rapidly, and it seemed that he was about to hit a well. There were still a few people who were fetching water by the well, and when they saw a cloud of fire rushing towards them, they didn't know what it was, so they were so frightened that they hurriedly threw away the bucket and fled wildly. Xie Feng hugged the horse's neck tightly and pulled it to the side. The horse's head was pulled by Xie Feng, and the horse's trajectory changed slightly. I saw the cloud of fire pass by the well dangerously, and the horse's hooves kicked a wooden barrel, and the barrel disintegrated in an instant, and the sawdust flew sideways.

"Poof!" Xie Feng's eyes were dark again, and he only felt that something soft had wrapped him. The face quickly rubbed it, it was something similar to fiber, probably bumped into the quilt that I didn't know who was drying. The red horse felt that his eyes were dark, and he could not see anything, and he became even more crazy. I saw a shabby quilt wrapping the whole running fire cloud, constantly rampage through the training ground, knocking down wooden houses, weapon racks, and railings. The entire training ground suddenly became lively, and everyone watched from afar, for fear of being hit by this unknown object.

Although Xie Feng was covered in the quilt and couldn't see clearly, he still hugged the horse's neck with both hands, and didn't dare to let go of a hand to remove the quilt. Gradually, Xie Feng felt that the speed of the horse under his crotch slowed down. The horse had been wounded before, and now it was running so violently that blood was spilled all the way to the ground. The red horse gradually lost his strength due to excessive blood loss, and his running speed became slower and slower, and he almost only used to walk in the back.

Xie Feng felt that the horse's speed was already very slow, so he sat up straight from the horse's back, stretched out a hand and lifted the quilt covering him—his eyes suddenly brightened. The red horse could see at last, and his steps were slower, like a walk. At this time, Xie Feng raised the hand that had just lifted the quilt, slapped it at the horse's skull, and yelled at the horse: "Be quiet for Lao Tzu!" "Smack!" A slap hit the horse's head, and the horse really stopped any movement, just stood quietly in place, but the hooves seemed to be a little trembling.

Whew: Flowing Flame, willing to be your mount, will you accept it?

Hearing an electronic synthesis sound in his head, Xie Feng immediately complained in his heart. But listening to the introduction, it seemed to be a good thing, so Xie Feng hurriedly said "yes" after complaining.

Whew: Flames have become your mount

Wow! 500 points are awarded

I saw this divine horse, and suddenly looked up to the sky and neighed. The neighing of horses resounded throughout the lively training ground, and even the ordinary practice horses in the stables responded one after another.

As soon as the neighing fell, a figure flashed out of the crowd of onlookers, walked up to Xie Feng, and said to Xie Feng: "Good guy! This horse is extremely fierce, and it has actually been subdued by you." "It's Old Man Ryan. Xie Feng looked at the old man Ryan under the horse and asked, "This horse...... What's going on?" said the old man excitedly, "This breed of horse is almost a legendary horse. It's called the Flying Fire Horse, and according to legend, this ** runs, like a flying flame, and now I see it, and sure enough! I have heard of the existence of this ** when I was young, but I have never been able to meet or even hear of where it is. I originally thought that there was no such ** in the entire Calradia continent, at least it was extinct, but I didn't expect to finally meet it in my lifetime. It's a pity that I'm too old to take it. Looking at the way it looks now, it seems to have decided that you are in charge. Old man Ryan looked at the flying fire horse and sighed, as if he was a little pity, but then said: "Forget it, it's good that I can meet this legendary horse." It's just cheaper for you kid. ”

Xie Feng's heart blossomed when he heard this, thinking that the sin just now was really not in vain, and he was able to subdue a legendary divine horse by mistake. He said to himself, "It runs like a flying flame, that's why you call it a flowing flame, right? As he spoke, he reached out and patted the horse's head again. Unexpectedly, the horse collapsed directly to the ground.

Xie Feng got up from the ground, spit out the mud in his mouth, looked at Liuyan blankly, then looked at Old Man Lane, and stammered, "It's ...... Dead and dead...... Dead?" Old Man Ryan smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Spitfire Horse is not only incredibly fast, but also has a strong vitality, and now it just fainted from excessive blood loss." Give it to me to recuperate for a few days, and I'm fierce again. Xie Feng immediately relieved when he heard this, but fortunately he just fainted. If the god horse who was finally subdued was braided like this, he wouldn't cry to death. I have already experienced the speed of this horse just now, and it is not an ordinary ox fork! Thinking of this, Xie Feng couldn't help but laugh again.