"Senior brother, you don't have to let me do this, right?"

Fingal, of course, doesn't feel like he's making a big difference.

Lu Mingfei shook his arm, but this easy action made him feel the pain of a sharp blade piercing his heart.

And the restraint device in the holster also made him unable to exert his strength, as if he was locked up by a dozen Slaanesh demons.

However, it is this kind of restraint that can stimulate the potential of the body, and the intensity of ordinary training is too low.

"Again."

Lu Mingfei raised the training sword, and the tip of the sword still did not shake in the slightest.

When Chu Zihang entered the Norton Pavilion, for a moment he wondered if he had entered the wrong place,

There was a man in a strange holster in the hall, and Fingal was swordsmanship with him.

The latter surprised him even more than the former.

You must know that Fingal is lazy, if it weren't for Chu Zihang's forced training, he would be able to lie on the sofa 24 hours a day.

Aside from him, who was in charge of the finances, there was only one person who could get Fingal moving.

"Lu Mingfei actually fought back and forth with Fingal?"

Chu Zihang was shocked.

Although Fingal had a red face and a few more bruises visible on his body, he did hold on, and even fought back occasionally.

"Is this the 'Cage of Pain'?"

Of course, Chu Zihang knew that Lu Ming had to build a torture instrument for himself, and he also asked to create a pair for him.

However, Lu Mingfei refused on the grounds that he had not yet implanted the genetic seed, and the simple pain was meaningless.

Chu Zihang knew that this torture device was terrifying, but he didn't expect the effect to be so strong.

Even Lu Mingfei will fight with Fingal back and forth when he wears it, and if he wears it, he probably won't even be able to beat Daddy Deer.

"Senior brother, take a break, I really can't move."

After thirty more rounds, Fingal jumped backwards and sat on the ground.

Wielding a four- or five-kilogram two-handed sword for so long, if it weren't for the fact that he was a half-blood, the striated muscles would have dissolved.

Seeing that he didn't look like he was pretending, Lu Ming put away his sword with regret.

After beating for a while, he felt that his body was undergoing subtle changes, and the "Pain Cage" had indeed taken effect.

As for the pain in the process, it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the development of genetic seeds.

At this moment, there was a sound of wind behind Lu Mingfei's head.

He looked back and flicked his sword away.

"You're here."

Lu Mingfei smiled slightly, and got into a mess with Chu Zihang.

With Chu Zihang's talent and Lu Mingfei's careful training, his swordsmanship has reached a level beyond the reach of his peers.

Fingal is better than him, but only in terms of actual combat experience and physical fitness.

Moreover, because of his familiarity with Lu Mingfei's swordsmanship, he insisted on it for a longer time than Fingal.

But that's about it.

Twenty minutes later, both sides stopped training.

Lu Mingfei is also very familiar with Chu Zihang and knows where the limit of his physical fitness is.

"Commander, can I participate in training?"

Akina Sakai didn't know when she came over.

"Of course, are your injuries healed?"

He cared.

"Healed."

Akina Sakai trotted over and pulled out her special training sword.

This was built by Lu Mingfei with the help of the Equipment Department, and it was exactly the same as the execution sword used by Sister Silence.

Sister Silence's swordsmanship is somewhat similar to the German-style two-handed sword, but with more emphasis on offense and flexibility.

Because of their duties, the enemies they face most of the time are psykers.

Therefore, the main strategy during the battle is to find a way to break through to the enemy's side, and as long as the anti-psionic stance is effective, the enemy will be a turtle in the urn.

And Lu Mingfei taught her this set of swordsmanship in order to use her spirit of words.

The power of the Spirit of Words and Tide Songs also decreases with distance, so the effect is best when you are close to you.

As long as Akana Sakai releases Soul Chaoge at close range, the enemy will enter a controlled state, and she can deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

Although it is not as immediate as the anti-psionic stance, it is more versatile.

Ten minutes later, Akina Sakai's legs began to tremble.

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei helped her to the table.

"Not enough, far from enough!"

He paced a little restlessly.

The pain and restlessness of his body together stimulated his nerves and made him eager to fight to vent.

But the members of the warband have already stopped cooking, and it is impossible to arrest Professor Guderian and beat him.

"Why don't you go to the Student Council and the Lionheart?"

Chu Zihang made a suggestion.

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, yes, these two clubs are the elite of Kassel, and it is not good to be an opponent, but it is still enough to be a training dummy.

"In what name?"

He asked.

It's definitely not appropriate to go directly to the gym, so you still have to find an excuse.

When the competition is in the war group, it is also necessary to be famous, and it is planned to be a provocation when it comes up, and it is possible to directly turn into the fire of the two war groups.

"How about in the name of community exchange?"

Chu Zihang said.

"You can think about it."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"The strongest decisive battle in Kassel!"

Akina Sakai also made a suggestion, and her tone was inexplicably excited.

The corners of Fingal's mouth twitched when he heard this, he was worthy of being Japanese, and the soul of the middle two could burn at any time.

"What do you think?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him.

The shame of this academy is not good, there are still a lot of ghost ideas.

"If you can't think of it, you can train with me every day."

Lu Mingfei threatened.

His threat was so effective that Fingal used his brains with unprecedented efficiency to escape this hellish life.

"I think I can combine the suggestions of the two of them."

After a bit of brainstorming, Fingal said.

"Be detailed."

"In the name of the community, we will hold a fighting exchange tournament. First send a letter to the student council and the lionheart club to ensure the basic plate. Then post on the forum to attract others to participate in the name of the three clubs. ”

Fingal quickly finished his plan.

"Sounds good."

Lu Mingfei nodded, after all, the number of students in the student union and the Lionheart Club was limited, and it would naturally be better if he could attract more people to train with him.

"Then I'll leave this matter to Ling and Sakai."

He commanded.

"Yes!"

Akina Sakai happily replied.

I didn't expect my idea to be adopted, and the chief singer was excited.

Fingal was not interested, but he also knew that the resistance would be ineffective, so he could only accept it.

One hour later, Caesar and Joseph received separate challenge letters.

"The Crimson Star Warband invites the Student Council (Lionheart) to participate in the House Fighting Exchange Tournament."

"Winner's prize: $100,000 and a custom weapon."

Naturally, they are not interested in a reward of 100,000 US dollars, needless to say, the Gattuso family, Joseph's family is also a big oligarch in Russia.

However, they are all a little curious about the second reward.

"Custom weapons? Do you know any legendary blacksmiths or knife fighters in your community? ”

Caesar asked, half-jokingly.

"Our head is the best master of blacksmithing!"

Akina Sakai said proudly.

She had been hungry for Chu Zihang's sword for a long time, but Lu Mingfei hadn't had time to build a weapon recently.

Lu Mingfei promised that when the fighting match was over, he would tailor it for Akina Sakai.

The chief singer is now looking forward to it.

"The S-class hand-crafted weapon is kind of interesting. Tell you the head of the regiment that in this exchange competition, the student union will definitely help the field. ”

Caesar took the challenge.

(End of chapter)