After taking the boring beast identification class, Zhou Ming came to the battle ring early, waiting for the teacher of the knife class to teach them, the teachers of the Star Pole Royal Academy are far beyond the Hunter School of Silver Moon City, even the teachers of the first-year students are at least the strongest of the upper rank, and it is not like the Hunter School of Silver Moon City, the teacher who teaches knife techniques here must learn from others in addition to being strong with knives, whether it is an offensive knife technique, a defensive knife technique, or a skill-based knife technique or even a knife formation, they must be involved. , the latest chapter access:.

"All lined up, hunters on the left and mercenaries on the right. Ten minutes later, the students were almost there, and the instructor glanced at the time and began to organize the class.

"The content of our class today is confrontation, whether it is a mercenary or a hunter, when facing the opponent head-on, the confrontation is ......" As soon as it came up, the instructor first explained the content of this first lesson, and ten minutes later, the instructor began to practice in groups.

"Teacher, I got a demonstration of the knife formation by chance two days ago. Zhou Ming knows the truth that wealth is not 'exposed', so he won't say that he has obtained a complete heaven-level sword inheritance, "But there are a few places in it that I haven't 'figured' too much." ”

"You directly use me as an opponent to cast a sword formation. The instructor took out a long knife wrapped in cotton cloth from the weapon box on the side and confronted Zhou Ming.

"Teacher, be careful. Zhou Ming also used two knives wrapped in cotton cloth, and after a little thought, he rushed towards the instructor.

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After a while, Zhou Ming had to stop attacking, one of the reasons was that he was not very familiar with this set of knife formations, and the other reason was that at the beginning his attack was quite smooth, and the instructor was only defending and not attacking, but after twenty or thirty rounds of 'fighting', the instructor suddenly began to make a knife, and the blade of the knife was continuously pointed at Zhou Ming's left shoulder and right wrist and other eight places.

"This set of knife formations should be a very sharp offensive knife formation, but your knife is not ruthless enough......" The instructor saw Zhou Ming stop, and he also put away the knife and began to counsel Zhou Ming.

"Ahhh Zhou Ming had just saluted the instructor and was about to go to the battle ring for confrontation training, when he was stopped by a voice, and Zhou Ming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, because the owner of this voice was behind him, and he didn't even notice it before the other party spoke.

"It's me, is there something wrong?" Zhou Ming suddenly turned around and stared at the other party, this time, he could recognize who the person was, almost to the corner of his mouth and the big sickle like a signboard, this guy was the self-proclaimed "Death Scythe" that Zhou Ming had a relationship with in the entrance assessment retest.

"Of course I'm asking you to fight. The Death Scythe grinned, this smile made Zhou Ming feel very uncomfortable, "You actually ran away in the middle of the fight last time, it's really a disappointment, this time you can't run." ”

"Why are you in the knife class?" Zhou Ming looked at the big scythe in this guy's hand, and no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that this thing was the same kind of weapon as the knife he was holding in his hand.

"Because there is no sickle class at school. The Grim Reaper Scythe pursed his lips and jumped directly into the battle ring, "Anyway, bring a knife word, and I'll come to the knife class." ”

Zhou Ming followed behind the Death Scythe and got into the battle ring: "So you don't even wrap cotton cloth?

The Death Scythe thought for a moment, took out a roll of bandages and wound it around the scythe two or three times: "Is this okay?"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to reason with you. Zhou Ming also simply threw the two practice knives in his hand on the ground, and then took the Red Eye Mantis Scythe in his hand, after all, it was a competition, and the Mantis Scythe was much safer than the Earth Scythe, "First year of the Hunter Academy, Zhou Ming, please advise." ”

"Well, teach. The Grim Reaper Scythe replied lazily, and as soon as the words fell, he picked up the scythe and rushed towards Zhou Ming.

"Let's just fight, don't be so rude......" Zhou Ming waved his knife to block, and at the same time, the mantis sickle in his other hand suddenly stepped forward, 'forced' towards the death scythe.

The scythe of death did not retreat but advanced, the sickle was 'pumped' and released, dissolving Zhou Ming's attack, the sickle swept horizontally and swirled, going straight to Zhou Ming's waist, although Zhou Ming resisted with a horizontal knife, but was knocked out by the huge force from the impact, and almost fell out of the battle ring.

"Tricky Moonwalk. Zhou Ming directly opened the Trick Moon Body Method, his feet were like stepping on a pair of skateboard shoes, and suddenly turned from the edge of the ring into an arc and went around the back of the Death Scythe, and at the same time, the two-handed knives flung to the sides, "Cold Wind Knife Formation!"

The two sword lights slashed fiercely towards the Death Scythe, but the angle of the knife was not tricky, and all the blades of the Death Scythe blade were easily blocked as soon as they were horizontal.

Zhou Ming's attack was not blocked by the resistance of the Death Scythe, and the two Earth Demon Knives that were bounced off turned a corner and continued to 'force' the opponent from the other direction, but they were still blocked.

"Gotta find a way to finish him out in thirty rounds. "Zhou Ming had just practiced this knife technique with the instructor, and knew that his current limit could only maintain thirty consecutive attacks, and during this period, he had to rely on the knife formation to 'force' the mistake of the Death Scythe.

The two of them have been 'fighting' for more than 20 rounds between the thoughts, but as a mercenary, the Death Scythe seems to have a lot of experience in fighting against dual-knife weapons, and a scythe is used in his hands so miraculously that even if Zhou Ming's dual knives attack from both sides at the same time, he can easily resist it.

"I'm really disappointed, do you only have such a little strength?" The Grim Reaper Scythe even 'took time' to chat with Zhou Ming while blocking left and right, it seems that Zhou Ming's knife technique did not put as much pressure on him as Zhou Ming expected.

"Fight for it. Zhou Ming slashed forward with his left hand, 'forced' the Death Scythe to defend, but his right hand suddenly terminated the formation of the Cold Wind Knife Formation, and the blade of the knife was charged with strength, and the white sand style roared out.

"When!" A loud metallic roar sounded, and Zhou Ming and the Death Scythe staggered backwards together. The Grim Reaper's scythe suddenly became excited, and the scythe leaned back and stopped its retreat: "Dark, interesting." ”

Zhou Ming was also surprised at this time, the power of this knife was somewhat beyond his expectations, so much so that he himself was shocked back several steps by the force of the shock because of his insufficient preparation.

"Come and don't be rude. The Grim Reaper scythe grinned, and threw the scythe out without warning, the scythe spun and flew straight 'forced' Zhou Ming to fly, and Zhou Ming, who had not yet broken free from the shock momentum, could only resist the double knife fork in front of him, Zhou Ming was already unstable, and was caught off guard by the scythe, and his body was completely unbalanced, and he fell backwards and sat down.

"Game over. "The Death Scythe rushed forward, grabbed the scythe that was bounced open by Zhou Ming, and slashed directly at Zhou Ming's face 'door' without thinking about it, if Zhou Ming really couldn't fight back at this time, this knife would undoubtedly kill Zhou Ming.

"Dang!"

Zhou Mingfei, who fell to the ground, kicked the blade of the sickle, blocking the tip of the sickle an inch in front of his face. But at the same time, the Death Scythe also kicked Zhou Ming in the side, kicking Zhou Ming out.

"Ah, it's boring. The Death Scythe was a little disappointed that its last blow failed to kill Zhou Ming, and the corners of his originally grinning mouth drooped.

"You want to kill me so much?" Zhou Ming slowly stood up, he had been clicking in a sparring way, but he didn't expect the Death Scythe to really hit the dead hand, if he hadn't kicked on the sickle shaft in a hurry just now, he would have become a corpse now.

"There's no way, the president wants me to kill you, and I happen to be a little interested in your strength, so I'll give it a try." The Death Scythe pursed his lips, as if he still hoped that the knife just now would directly kill Zhou Mingge on the spot.

"President?" Zhou Ming was stunned for a moment, but there was only one president he had offended, "Is it Shi Ningsheng who asked you to deal with me?"

The Death Scythe spread his hands, which was considered a tacit acquiescence: "The first task after joining the Demon Soul Mercenary Group has to be completed beautifully." ”

Zhou Ming frowned, and only then did he notice that Shi Ningsheng didn't know when he came to the side of the road not far from the ring, and was standing there smiling and watching the duel between the two, his poisonous eyes exuding a chilling momentum.