Chapter 5 Young Aristocrats

"Excuse me, can you excuse me?"

Just as Lorist turned to leave, a person came next to him and asked politely.

Lorist looked back and saw that he was one of the few who had remained in the small square. It was evident that the one who had come was a young aristocrat, wearing a white silk shirt of fine workmanship, a white leather waistcoat with gold filigree patterns, a crisp white Maony coat, white canvas bloomers rusted with gold stripes, and a sparkling diamond from black leather boots. The collar of the shirt was open with two gold buttons, and a black strap hung a pure black refined linen smock diagonally on the body, looking chic and uninhibited.

The guy was laughing so hard that Lorist suddenly wanted to punch the face with an aristocratic smile in front of him, although this handsome guy looked a little familiar, but he really couldn't remember where he had seen it. And this guy looks at people, arrogant and disdainful, seemingly equal, but in fact he is high, which makes him feel very annoying.

"What do you have to do?" said Fat Schreder, earnestly.

"Hello, Mr. Schreider. I just came over to greet Locke, I missed it for a long time......" The young nobleman nodded at the fat man, and then turned to Lorlist.

"Dear Locke, your former students salute you. Many years ago, thanks to your careful guidance, students have always cherished it in their hearts and remembered it day and night. It's a shame to hear that your vindictiveness has stagnated. Now that the student has been promoted to the third rank of silver, he has returned to the academy just to repay the teachings of the teacher. Originally, I was worried that the difference between the fighting spirit of the teacher and the students was too big, so the teacher refused to guide the students, but he didn't want to teach the ambition and wanted to challenge Silver with the strength of black iron, which was really gratifying. It's a pity that the students got the news too late and the ranking was too low, so now I hope that the teaching and learning can be smooth sailing, all the way to the front of the students, so that the students can fulfill their long-cherished wishes and accept the guidance of teaching and learning again. I really hope that you can stand in front of the students, so please do your best. ”

After saying this, the young nobleman bowed his head to his chest, made a half-bow, and took a few steps back before turning to leave.

Lorist turned around and asked the fat man, "Who is this guy, five people and six people, and he said a lot of inexplicable things, as if he knew me well." ”

The fat man was dizzy: "No, you don't know him?"

"Well, it's a little familiar, I can't remember it, but it seems that my status is not low, and I am very rich. Lorist replied honestly.

The fat man patted his forehead with his hand: "Defeated you, have you forgotten what happened three years ago?"

"Three years ago, nothing happened three years ago?" Lorist still couldn't remember.

"Alas, of course you don't feel it, others are unforgettable. Three years ago, you just became the official swordsmanship instructor of the academy, and you forgot the first time you took the Shuangyou class to be besieged by the students? The one just now was the one who took the lead in the Shuangyou class back then, and it was also the worst beaten by you, with blood all over your body, several broken ribs, and a bag like a large mummy. The fat man looked like he couldn't look back on the past.

Oh, it's that kid, Lorist finally remembered.

Dawn Academy has a tradition that every three years, students who are better at fighting qi and swordsmanship will be gathered together for special training, and this class is called the Double Excellent Class, which is also recognized as the most difficult class to take. Because the students who can enter this double excellent class are all students with good talent in both aspects, and there are many noble children who practice family tradition fighting spirit and swordsmanship, all of them are too high to the top, and they will not be easily convinced. With the teaching of this double excellent class, you can't control the field without strength and unique skills.

Three years ago, Lorist was officially hired as the academy's swordsmanship instructor and was assigned to lead the double excellence class, but those students looked down on Lorist, but they were impressed by Lorlist's swordsmanship. What was that kid's name just now? It seems that swordsmanship is one of the best among the students, right? Or the teaching assistant of the double excellent class, because of the defeat of two or three swords under Lorlist, he secretly hated it, so he used words to provoke, and when Lorist was instructing swordsmanship, he instructed a group of students to rush up and besiege Lorlist, and he took the opportunity to sneak attack, and his attack was very cruel, showing that he wanted to kill Lorlist.

Lorist hated him for being vicious, and he was ruthless in the melee, and he couldn't take care of himself when he beat him, at least he had to lie in bed for about half a year.

"Ah, didn't you say that he went back to recuperate from his injuries? He dropped out of school? It stands to reason that he should see me and want to draw his sword and stab me a few times, how can he still be in the mood to come over and say hello." Lorist touched his chin and wondered.

"Sneer......" The fat man was happy: "This is the etiquette of the aristocracy, even if it is a great enemy of life and death, gritting his teeth with hatred is about to kill you in a duel, but you have to shake hands and salute before the duel." That's called being graceful. ”

"Why is this kid so arrogant and pretending to talk a lot of nonsense, hoping that I can kill him and don't disappoint him. What do you mean, three silver stars is nothing remarkable, I have a lot of defeats under my hands......" Lorist was a little unhappy.

"Hehe, you really need to pay attention to this kid. Do you know his family history?"

"I forgot, I can't even remember his name......

"You...... Alas, forget it, I tell you, this kid's name is Sandos Irta. The second son of the Grand Duke of the Kingdom of Kylia, Sandos Liam III. Do you know the Kingdom of Kella?"

"You know, it's separated from our Fude Business Alliance by two principalities, and it seems to be located to the southeast. Lorist thought for a moment and replied.

"The Kingdom of Celeia is bordered by the Romon Empire in the east and the Khanate of Havestan in the south, and there is no worry of war between the two great powers, do you know why?" the fat man's expression was very serious.

"I don't know. Lorist shook his head honestly.

"That's because there is a Sword Saint Town Kingdom in the Kingdom of Kalia, and the Romon Empire and the Havitan Khanate don't dare to fight his idea at all. This Kyalia's title of Sword Master is the Storm Sword Master, it is said that when he was still a great sword master, he once showed his hand in public, when it rained heavily, he danced his sword in the rain, and could accurately stab every drop of raindrops. ”

"That Sandos Irta, who you beat badly, came to worship under the Tempest Sword Saint after he recovered from his injuries. You think that three years ago he was still a silver star, and now he is a silver three-star star, you can imagine how hard he has worked in cultivation in the past three years. This time he went back to the academy to find you to settle the grievances of three years ago, there are rumors that he competed with others in private, and he also had the strength of the silver three stars to defeat the opponent with two or three swords, it seems that he is very confident that he can win the golden badge of swordsmanship training from you. Locke, you have to pay attention, he's a real opponent, I'll see, he's in the ......."

The fat man Schrader took out a few pieces of parchment from his side, squinted his eyes and looked at them for a long time: "Here, he is ranked the second hundred and eighty-fourth in the duel with you, and he should be the name reported yesterday afternoon." ”

"What?" Lorist was startled: "When did the dead fat man start to report his name?"

"The day before yesterday......" The fat man smiled: "It's been more than three hundred and fifty now, and there were still thirty or forty people in the law enforcement department queuing up to sign up when I came over, and I believe it can exceed four hundred ...... today."

Lorist raised his middle finger at the fat man: "I'm looking for a dead old man, this is trying to kill me, and is there any reason?"

The fat man laughed like a fox who had only stolen a chicken: "The old man who died in the morning just scolded me, saying that my pattern is too small, except that the academy is the academy area, I don't know if I want to put my eyes on the city of Morente, and then I want to see the entire Fallimound Plain, if it takes a long time, you can also bring the news to various places through the business travel from the south to the north, and make this duel challenge a sensational news, only in this way the more people come to challenge, the more registration fees will be earned, the greater the fame of the academy, and the wider the influence...... At noon, I commissioned the cadets to go to the city to post duel notices, especially those taverns and mercenary guilds, and put a few more ......"

Lorist stumbled and almost fell.

The fat man stabbed again: "The dead old man said, I hope that there will be 3,600 people who will sign up this year, so it should be very easy for you to arrange ten games a day......"

"Let's go" Lorist fell directly to the ground, got up hatefully and gave the fat man two middle fingers, turned around and left.

The fat man was still shouting: "Locke, you have to be careful of that Irta, don't lose in his hands......"

To hell with that Yi Tower, it's just three stars of silver, and Lorist didn't pay attention to it. Four months of training in the Relics Islands gave Lorist a lot of confidence in his skills. The mercenary group called the sword or something, isn't the head of the regiment a golden two-star, and he was still chased by the black-scaled rhinoceros to the sky and into the earth. But with an easy sword, the black-scaled rhinoceros died.

If he competes with Crud again now, even if he is at the peak of the golden three-star line, Lorist believes that he will have to make more than a thousand moves to distinguish the winner from the loser, and he is very likely to win. This is not conceit, nor is it bragging, although his fighting spirit is only three stars of black iron, but he has gained a lot from cultivating the family heirloom qigong gold and water in his previous life.

A thumb-sized stone falls into the palm of the hand, closes the palm into a fist, and with a strong force, the stone turns into powder. This should be an inch of strength, in his previous life, he cultivated the Golden Water Technique for more than 30 years, and he didn't even reach the peak of bright energy, let alone the realm of dark strength. I can't imagine that in this life, after only three or four years of practicing with the exercises of the Golden Water Technique, I have only been practicing for three or four years, and I have so easily allowed myself to enter the realm of dark energy, perhaps this world is more suitable for internal force cultivation.

The performance of the silver fighting qi is to input the fighting qi into the sword weapon to form a sword, in addition to the weapons that also input the fighting qi can resist, dealing with those weapons or shields that do not input the fighting qi can be described as devastating, invincible. Unless it is the divine blades forged by those great craftsmen, they can resist. Although he can't form a sword, he can still input the fighting qi or internal force into the sword, cutting gold and iron, extremely sharp, better than those sword weapons that input the fighting qi to form a sword, but the brilliance is introverted and unnoticeable.

Now with the Jin Shui Jue Gong Qi Circle Ruyi, the body method and sword technique are dissolved into one, gestures, the breath between the lines is smooth, the landing is fast, silent, but it takes root step by step, and it is extremely calm. The dantian has a long vein, the front force is not exhausted, and the back force is born. And these are the manifestations of the dark energy mentioned in the general outline of the golden water recipe of his previous life.

The only difference is that when you enter the realm of dark energy, the temples on both sides will be raised. Lorist touched his temples, and they were flat, no different. Thinking about it, I thought it might be because of the difference caused by running the exercises with Dou Qi, and I didn't feel any harm, so Lorist didn't care. The trouble now is that the dead old man of the dean treats himself as a lucky cat, and it doesn't matter how many duels he has, anyway, he is used to dueling. And stepping into the realm of dark energy, coupled with the special talent of this body's dynamic vision, Lorist didn't take the opponent of the silver fighting spirit in his eyes.

Ten duels a day is just a trivial matter, at most a few swords are finished, and I have to conduct more than a dozen coaching competitions when I teach swordsmanship, and I have to find out the students' faults or shortcomings to analyze and correct, which is much more troublesome than duels. If there is a swordsman in the duel who can compete with him in a hundred battles, then the other party must not be a silver fighting spirit, at least a gold two-star or above. But then again, isn't it a shame for a swordsman with a fighting spirit at the golden rank to duel with himself in the Black Iron Triple Stars?

It's just that I want to go to a duel and you have to go to a duel, the same duel feels different, one is voluntary and the other is arranged. The dead old man used his own registration fee to make a lot of money in the duel, and Lorist silently cursed the dead old man as he walked and would one day be crushed to death by gold coins.