Chapter Twenty-Five: The Straight Piercing Wooden Sword (Seeking Follow-up ~ Seeking Support~)

"Of course!"

Hearing Arthur's words, Amy immediately nodded.

Moreover, there is more brilliance on the face, and the smile is brighter.

It's not a bad thing to really feel the strength of a coach.

This proves that Arthur really has the corresponding needs, and the possibility of the deal being completed will be even further.

On the contrary, the unoblivious and ambiguous guest often represents a failed transaction.

Of course, it's much better than the guys who make excessive demands.

Amy has met more than once.

Each time she politely refused.

I really can't refuse, so ......

Flirting with feet!

That's how she lost her last job, this one is more decent and pays better, and Amy doesn't want to lose it again.

If she really loses it again, then she will really have to leave the Shire district and try it in several other districts.

However, she will never go to a place where there are really big businessmen and nobles.

It's no problem for her to kick ordinary people and the middle class, but if she really kicks the big guys, then she is really finished.

Amy, who hails from the countryside of South Los, has her own little cleverness.

It's not too much, it's enough at the moment.

After arranging Arthur into the reception area and bringing a cup of black tea, Amy walked briskly back.

'There are calluses on the palms of the hands, there are obvious muscular lines on the arms and shoulders, he has done farm work, he speaks in a measured manner, but there is no more etiquette, but he is full of vitality...... Hmm, a girl from the countryside around South Los? ’

Arthur habitually guesses the origin of strangers, ignoring the black tea on the table.

He could already smell the sweet ginger except for the black tea.

He doesn't like this kind of black tea very much.

He prefers pure, simple teas.

It's definitely not a new tea that has arrived.

About two minutes later, a tall man appeared in the reception area following Amy.

"This is Coach Bourne, and he's going to take you through a practice session – this time completely free!"

Amy introduces the man and emphasizes that it is free.

"Thank you very much."

Arthur thanked him, his eyes already beginning to look at Coach Bourne.

The body is extremely strong, the entire upper body presents an inverted triangle, especially the exposed forearms are almost as thick as ordinary people's upper arms, the palms are also very wide, and there are obvious calluses at the tiger's mouth.

'A swordsman who is based on strength? ’

Arthur inferred in his heart that Coach Bourne had reached out.

"Welcome to the 'Joel Chock Sword Club'!"

Arthur shook the other man's hand and let go.

There was no wrestling, let alone collision, it was the first simple exchange between a potential student and the coach.

The Bourne coach knows how to be measured.

When he walked inside with Arthur, he not only kept telling the history of the club, but also focused on the excellent coach of the club.

"Ritter is the best coach in our club, and he was also the third runner-up in the last 'Sword Fighting Competition', and his sword skills are very good."

When talking about the club's best coach, Bourne exchanged admiration.

"Is Coach Ritter here?"

Arthur asked with great interest.

The other party was able to win the third place in the 'Sword Fighting Competition', naturally he had quite a lot of ability, and maybe he would be able to solve the problem of his quest for advanced swordsmanship.

At the same time, it can also give him a rough judgment of the true strength of the 'Sword Fighting Competition'.

The predecessor was very eager for the 'Sword Fighting Tournament', but the last 'Sword Fighting Tournament' happened to be when Uncle Winters disappeared, and the predecessor was ordered to stay at home.

The last session and the last session were because of the family business and went to other places to remove spirits.

Earlier?

It is necessary to study at home and is not allowed to go out.

Therefore, the predecessor who was extremely curious about the 'Sword Fighting Competition' had heard of the 'Sword Fighting Competition' and had never seen it with his own eyes.

"You want Ritter to be the coach?"

"Then you're going to have to pay a lot of money!"

"Since Ritter won third place in the last 'Sword Fighting Competition', his reservation has been full for a long time, even if it comes at an extra cost."

It was obviously not the first time that Coach Bourne had met a student who wanted to train Coach Ritter, and immediately laughed.

"How much does it cost?"

"One class hour, about 10 suo - this is a quote from a month ago, and the 'sword competition' will be held recently, and this price may go up!"

Byrne quoted a price that made Arthur frown.

A class hour is the income of a civilian family in the old city, almost five days' income, this price is really beyond Arthur's estimate, but immediately, Arthur is happy.

Because the gold content of the 'Sword Fighting Competition' is also beyond his imagination.

''The Sword Fighting Competition' is even more impactful than imagined! ’

In other words, I can get more XP! ’

Thinking of this, Arthur smiled.

He was a little eager to test that Ritter's strength.

That was after, of course.

Right now?

Naturally, I first practiced with Coach Bourne in front of me.

Taking the wooden sword handed by the other party, Arthur glanced at the dozen or so students who were learning swordsmanship under the guidance of the coach not far away, and then looked at the corner far away from the students, and couldn't help but have a good impression of this Bourne coach.

Obviously, the other party was worried that he would be nervous when he came for the first time.

I am also worried that after failing for a while, I will be discouraged.

Even if those students have begun to pay attention to this, it still leaves room for both sides.

After all, the adult world, even if you really see it, can choose to turn a blind eye.

"Shall we get started?"

Coach Byrne asked, holding the sword in one hand, arm raised, and the tip of the wooden sword pointed straight at Arthur, a standard offensive position.

Arthur frowned secretly.

This Bourne coach is good, but his sword skills are average.

Not to mention that the offensive posture that should be agile is very stiff, and the heels that should be raised on tiptoe are like nails stuck to the ground.

And when Arthur nodded, the other party rushed forward and stabbed out a sword, which looked huge, but in fact, it didn't borrow the strength of the legs and waist at all, and also locked the move, and there was no follow-up change.

'Level of Lv1 to Lv2! ’

Arthur assessed in his heart.

But this does not mean that Bourne has no strength, on the contrary, Bourne, who is physically strong, is still very strong even if his swordsmanship level is not high.

At least, that's the case for ordinary people.

In the face of the menacing Bourne, normal people either dodge or block, and as long as they dodge, they will fall into Bourne's rhythm until they are forced into a dead corner.

If you block, you'll die faster!

Bourne's power is not vegetarian!

However, it was someone else, and when facing Arthur, Bourne simply didn't see enough.

Byrne is powerful, and Arthur is bigger than him.

Byrne is average, Arthur is fast.

Bourne's swordsmanship is average, and Arthur's basic swordsmanship is superb.

Therefore, the outcome has long been predestined.

Syllable!

Before Bourne could see clearly, the spine of Arthur's sword was drawn into his hand, and when the wooden sword was taken off, Arthur's wooden sword was pressed against Bourne's throat.

Byrne's eyes widened.

The students who practiced around and the instructors who led the classes were also incredulous.

Although Byrne chose the corner, when the two walked in, they were noticed by the students, and the academy that had had a similar experience naturally knew what the two were going to do.

Boring exercises, where will it be interesting to watch people compare swords?

Even, even the coach Desi didn't stop it, but chose to watch the play with his shoulders on his shoulders.

Therefore, all the students are paying attention here, and many people are quietly betting that Arthur can support a few moves.

Most people think it's just two or three moves.

Because, Bourne will generally save face for the students and will not let the students lose too ugly.

But who knows, the results are very different.

Byrne actually lost!

"That guy is so strong!"

"This already has the strength to participate in the 'Sword Fighting Competition', right?"

"More than that!"

"To be able to beat Coach Bourne, at least he is also a seeded player!"

When the students were talking, a figure appeared behind them, and soon some students noticed that something was wrong, and when they turned their heads to find this figure, they immediately shut up and quietly pulled their companions.

One by one, soon the students stopped talking.

Not only did he stop talking, but he also made way for the figure.

The Desi coach was even more far away, and after glancing at the figure, he let out a cold snort, and proudly walked from the separated crowd to Arthur and Coach Bourne.

"Ritter ......"

"Shut up, trash!"

As soon as Byrne spoke, he was stopped by the third runner-up of the 'Sword Fighting Competition', and the other party did not give Byrne a chance at all, and the tall Byrne bowed his head gloomily and stopped speaking.

Ritter ignored Byrne and looked at Arthur.

"The new 'Sword Fighting Competition' is about to start, which club are you from? How dare you do this to find out the truth! ”

"I ......"

"Alright, draw your sword!"

Ritter obviously misunderstood something, and without giving Arthur a chance to explain, he directly picked up the practice wooden sword on the side.

Arthur frowned, then furrowed.

Because, he doesn't plan to choose the 'Joel Chok Sword Club' anymore.

It's not just that Ritter is too arrogant and domineering, which makes him uncomfortable, but also because Ritter's swordsmanship is also [Basic Swordsmanship].

Although it was only a stance, Arthur, who was at the top of his [Basic Swordsmanship], could see at a glance that Ritter's [Basic Swordsmanship] level was around Lv3.

Apparently here, there is nothing to learn.

The third place in the ''Sword Fighting Competition' is at this level? ’

Arthur wondered in his heart, but he didn't dare to be careless, and clenched his sword.

He has seen a lot of things about the overturning of the boat in the gutter.

He didn't want to try it himself.

Ritter saw that Arthur clenched the long sword, and did not attack immediately, but as if performing a ritual, he first handed the practice wooden sword to his left hand, stretched out his tongue and licked his right hand, and waited until the saliva moistened the palm of his hand, and then changed hands again.

Arthur's brow furrowed again.

This time I was disgusted.

He only knew that someone in basketball had this vice, but he didn't expect it to be in swordsmanship.

"I'm telling you, you're in the wrong place - take it!"

With a low roar, Ritter rushed towards Arthur, and the practice wooden sword in his hand also completed a charge, and he was about to stab Arthur directly, just as he did in the last 'Sword Fighting Competition'.

But at this moment, Ritter's whole body convulsed a few times, and then he fell to the ground on his back, foaming at the mouth even more.

The next moment, there was no breath at all.

Ritter, dead.