Chapter 13 Zhao Zhibang, five paragraphs
"Ten days? Four paragraphs!? ”
Mr. Zhao and Mr. Li were both stunned, and then Mr. Zhao was even more furious: "You fucking turtle son Liu Xing, don't say such outrageous things when you lie, if you want to be beaten, just say it!" ”
Liu Xing hurriedly pulled Qi Lian's sleeves, looking pitiful for help.
Qi Lin couldn't stand the disgusting appearance of this kind of fierce man's coquettishness, and took the initiative to take over the conversation: "Mr. Zhao teaches you hello, I am Qi Lone, and I am mainly here to ask you for two-handed swordsmanship today." ”
"Ah, hello, hello." General Sect Zhao hurriedly smiled at Qi Lian: "I'm sorry to let you laugh, Liu Xing, the turtle son, will talk nonsense." ”
"He's not talking nonsense." Qi Lin replied casually.
"You don't have to make up for him......" Mr. Zhao said, suddenly stunned and looked at Qi Lian. Wait, what do you mean? ”
"Professional fifth stage, Qi Lone, come to ask Mr. Zhao for Mayer swordsmanship." Qi Lin smiled.
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"So Xiao Qi, you are really a professional fifth dan!?"
In Zhao Zongjiao's office, the four of them sat together, and Zhao Zongjiao poured a cup of tea in front of Qi Lian, and continued to confirm incredibly.
"That's it, we all ......" Liu Xingzheng was about to brag.
"Liu Xing, don't speak! Asked you? Mr. Zhao glared at him and instantly shut up Liu Xing.
Qi Lin was a little helpless: "Chief Instructor Zhao, you have confirmed three rounds, and I really haven't taken the certificate yet, why don't we start practicing?" ”
"What you're waiting for is your words, Li Ming, you come to talk to Xiao Qi." Coach Zhao slapped his thigh, turned his head and continued with Qi Lian: "Li Ming has a good talent, he failed to sprint to the fourth stage at the end of last year, and I have been training hard for a few months this year, and now he must have the strength of the fourth stage." ”
Li Datou - Li Ming was obviously also eager to try, and immediately agreed. "I'll go and adjust two sets of armor first, Xiao Qi, what weapon do you use?"
"I've got my own." Qi Lin said, patting the black rectangular box beside him. Zhang Zizai had already been in place before arranging the customized equipment for him, and the protective gear was not easy to carry, but this straight knife that was handmade according to his requirements made him love it and carry it with him.
(Combat is considered a major sport in the world, so it is set that a soldier can carry an unfired registered weapon on a vehicle with a certificate from a qualification agency.) )
Ten minutes later, Qi Lin and Li Ming, who were wearing protective gear, stood on the stage. Mr. Zhao, who was outside the court, shouted: "Xiao Qi, whether you really reach the fifth stage from a novice in only ten days, but if you really have five stages, there is no doubt that you are a genius at this age, and I will have a good discussion with you when the time comes." ”
Qi Lin understood in his heart that the other side obviously still felt that they were bragging, otherwise it should be Mr. Zhao who was standing on the field now to teach himself, not Li Ming, who only had four sections under him.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a little bit of effort." Qi Lin thought to himself.
Qi Lin didn't have too many thoughts about the other party's "disrespect", after all, he had to ask for others, and his progress speed was too shocking, and it was reasonable for others not to believe it.
"Attack it." Putting on a posture, this time it was Qi Lian's turn to say this sentence to others.
On the other side, Li Ming was about one meter tall and in his early eights, and the length of the Sith two-handed sword in his hand was about one and three meters, and he nodded in response.
The next moment, the whole person rushed forward like a bull, accompanied by a "roof-like" posture that was raised overhead, and a heavy slash was immediately slashed.
As the opponent moved, the opponent in Qi Ming's eyes instantly highlighted several flaws, if it was described as a game special effect, it was probably several places on Li Ming's body that showed highlighted signs.
"Too weak and too slow."
Qi Lin felt a little bored, and decided to end the battle quickly, and immediately faced him, slashing out four slashes in a row like a violent wind.
The first slash slashes across the opponent's blade, interrupting the attack.
The second knife is reversed, forcing the opponent to subconsciously block with a sword.
The third knife was a positive split, and Li Ming, who barely blocked this blow, was close to collapse, and the empty door was wide open.
Qi Lin could even see the incredible expression on his face.
The fourth knife was backhanded, and the blade slashed across the protective gear from Li Ming's stomach to his chest, bringing out a series of scraping sounds.
It's over.
Hit the key move, Li Ming took half a step back, the two-handed sword in his hand moved, looking at Qi Lin who was standing indifferently on the opposite side, the tip of the sword drooped down.
"We don't have to compare any further, the gap between us is a world apart." Li Ming felt that his confidence had been greatly hit, the 28-year-old originally thought that he could touch the fourth dan, and he was already extremely talented, but today he experienced the scene of a talented young man easily defeating him.
Outside the court, Liu Xing, who saw Qi Lin easily defeat Li Ming, cheered, as if he had won the battle with his own hands.
This is the gap between the fifth and fourth sections, even greater than the gap between the fourth and the first paragraph.
The first to third dan are the basic ranks, which represent the proficiency of routines, the passing of reactions and the mastery of power, and the fourth dan is also known as "small", which refers to the ability to flexibly combine the learned moves and perform them in actual combat.
The fifth stage of "using wisdom" exceeds this basic level and officially enters a higher level - being able to see through the opponent's direction and accurately control himself to attack the opponent's flaws.
After reaching the fifth dan, the opponent who plays the lower rank is like an adult beating a child, which is a breeze.
Li Ming was dejected, Qi Lian's eyes turned to Mr. Zhao, who was still in shock, and said softly: "Mr. Zhao, you don't have to worry about how many days it took me to reach this level, today I mainly want to ask you about the essence of Meyer's swordsmanship, and please advise." ”
Mr. Zhao was slightly stunned, and then smiled with relief: "It's me who is fascinated, our circle has always paid attention to those who are masters as teachers, not to mention that although there are not many genius swordsmen like Mr. Qi, I have heard of a few after all, why is a real genius in front of me today, I still can't accept it." ”
He sighed: "Please say, how is Mr. Qi going to fight?" ”
Qi Lin thought for a while and said, "If you can, please ask Chief Sect Zhao to personally give me actual combat guidance and show Meyer's swordsmanship." ”
"That's what you want." Chief Sect Zhao asked Li Ming to help him get the protective gear and weapons, and after getting dressed up, he strode into the ground.
He lifted the sword with both hands and assumed a decent Meyer swordsmanship basic posture - plough style.
This is a mid-section stance similar to the Daxia top knee pose, except that the hand is more retracted and the grip is in front of the crotch.
Qi Lin also put on a posture and carefully observed the other party.
Although Zhao Zongjiao is also very tall, he is only about one meter eighty-five, which is one line shorter than Qi Lian, and the weapon is a two-handed sword about the same length as Qi Lian's straight knife.
The giant swordsman in the tower is more than two meters tall, and the gap between the weapons is even greater, the two-handed sword of the giant swordsman is very exaggerated, one meter and eight long, and in terms of the length of the weapon, it has already crushed Qi Lin and Zhao Zongjiao, a weapon customized according to the requirements of the competition.
is also a professional fifth-stage Meyer swordsman, and the sense of oppression taught to him by this President Zhao is far inferior to that of the giant swordsman in the tower.
"Zangfeng Club, Qi Silence Five Sections, please advise!"
"Zhao Zhibang, the provincial assault team retired from the fifth stage, please advise!"
The two invariably reported their identities, and the battle was about to break out.