The next day, Ashrufat was unsurprisingly confronted with another refusal. The receptionist politely changed the reason, a reason that was popular in the whole world, but it was impossible to refute. "The chief instructor went out yesterday, and I don't know where he went, but I don't think he will be back in a day or two. ”

But then again, Ashrufat is now mentally prepared for this. In fact, this kind of thing is also very common in the Anthropocene realm. When an organization or a person is faced with a visitor who can neither offend nor agree to his request, "procrastination" becomes the best choice. Ashrufat was sure that if he came back in two days, he would still not be able to find the person in charge, and the only change in the whole matter was that the reason for the delay had changed.

Therefore, Ashruphat bluntly put forward his request to receive training from the Juggernaut.

It must be said that the receptionist seemed to have anticipated this. Because he agreed to this request very calmly, and even a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"But I warn you, Your Highness, that your bloodline, though noble, will test you as severely as anyone else, absolutely. You won't be taken care of. This is our way of teaching. With that, the receptionist led Ashrufat in.

As he requested, Ashrufar changed into a training outfit and was brought to a coach. The instructor was an older elf - it is difficult for ordinary humans to judge the age of an elf, because the traces left on them by the years are far less obvious than those of humans, but if you look closely, you can still find some clues - holding a training sword, carefully teaching a group of students.

"Your Royal Highness, this is the first stage of training. I know you've been trained in weaponry, and we're not the only ones who are good at swordsmanship. This situation is very common for us, because not everyone who comes knows nothing about fighting. So as long as you can get the approval of this instructor and pass his test, then you can end this stage of training. ”

"You're a prince?" the instructor was far less polite than the receptionist. After the receptionist left, he looked at Ashrufat's body with a calm and cold gaze. "But even a prince can't get any preferential treatment from me. Let's try your weapon abilities first. ”

Ashrufat noticed that many of the trainees who were training were not using Juggernaut's signature weapon, the two-handed greatsword. They were training in spears, short swords, and even hand-to-hand combat. It seems that this phase of training is mainly aimed at newcomers who have no experience or skills.

"How?" asked Ashrufat. At least the attitude of this instructor did not displease him.

"I know you're well trained, so my request to you is simple. The instructor pointed to a dummy stake not far away, "Use any weapon, just cut it off with one move." If you can meet my requirements, I declare you qualified. The weapons are all on the rack over there. ”

Ashrufat calmly walked up and picked up a two-handed greatsword from the weapon rack without hesitation. Elves don't have the strength to reach humans, but this weapon is larger and heavier than the two-handed greatswords usually used by human greatswordsmen. It is conceivable that unless it is strictly trained, it would be extremely difficult to use this weapon with the natural arm strength of the elves.

But this was not a problem at all for Ashrufat. His withered sword was no less than this one.

Ashrufat walked towards the first of the rows of dummy stakes. This prop is actually no different from a human training tool, in essence, it is a cross-shaped wooden frame, covered with cloth, straw and the like, and wrapped into a human figure. But let's be honest, to cut this thing with a single sword, it takes extraordinary skill for the elves.

Perhaps this is a rather difficult question for the instructor. Ashrufat clenched his sword and put on the posture he was accustomed to, but alas, it didn't work for me. He smiled slightly.

The sound of "boom!" made many students stop what they were doing and look at the movement in the distance. But they immediately returned to their training, and it was nothing more than that a student took the exam and cut off the stake. Sooner or later, they themselves will be able to do it.

"How's it going?" Ashruphat asked the instructor behind him.

The instructor stopped, looked at the severed wooden stake in front of him, and then coldly spat out three words: "Unqualified." ”

"Wait a minute, didn't you just say that you just need to cut this off? ”

"You didn't cut it off, you broke him. You have very good natural arm strength, but a Sword Sancternary is not trained in brute strength. The instructor replied coldly. "Well, in order to let you know the true meaning of this exam, I'll demonstrate it once. ”

He took the sword from Ashrufat's hand, came to the second dummy, and after a slight pause, swung a sword.

There was no sound, no vibration, and when the instructor put away his sword, a crack appeared on the dummy's stake, and then quickly expanded. The top half of the dummy's stake was neatly separated from the bottom half, and it slid to the ground.

"That's it. The instructor replied, and he handed the sword to Ashruphat once more. "Now you can go to normal training and come back to me when you feel confident to be tested again. With that, he left to supervise the daily training of the other students.

Ashrufat crouched down and looked carefully at the two severed dummies. The one that was cut by the instructor was very smooth, while the one he cut was much rougher. Although it is also a cut-off, there are obvious differences.

"Carrie, what's going on?" Ashrufat asked in his mind.

"Well, master, let's put it this way, the starting point is different. In her mind's eye, Carrie replied. "What I have taught you is the most suitable way to fight, and what this instructor wants to test is the way of fighting that is suitable for the elves. Putting your fighting skills to the test by his standards is the same as a fish that can't fly, a bird that can't swim, and a tiger that eats meat. ”

"Be specific in a way I can understand!"

"It's good. Because compared to you, the elves are far inferior in terms of physical strength, arm strength, and endurance. Therefore, an important principle of their combat skills is to save every ounce of physical strength, otherwise they will not be able to support a long battle. They're not as evolved as you are. ”

"Don't talk about this, hurry up and get serious. ”

"Simply put, your martial arts skills are completely right for you, because you don't need to conserve this level of stamina. But for the elves, this kind of combat skill of yours is not qualified, and it does not meet the requirements of the elves, because it is too laborious. That's essentially what it is. Of course, detached from the actual effect, in terms of external performance, your combat skills do appear brutal and violent in the eyes of the elves, which does not fit their aesthetics. ”

"How am I going to master this trick of theirs?"

"You don't have to master ......," Carrie sighed. "Well, master, you have two ways. The first is to train with those cadets, with your talent in weapons, you won't need twenty years, only one or two years to fully master. Carrie seemed to sense Ashrufat's emotions and quickly added. "The second way is to do the same as the last time, and I will show you. Maybe you get the idea. ”

"Demo?"

"Well, master, I think your talent for weapons is far beyond my estimates. Carrie said. "Maybe you'll be able to learn this worthless skill very quickly. Master, will you give me the authority to temporarily dominate your body?"

"I agree. Ashruphat replied immediately.

The instructor walked around in a small circle. Ostensibly he was inspecting the training of the cadets, but in fact he was keeping an eye on Ashrufat. Although on the surface he seemed to know nothing, in fact, this instructor had already known the intention of Ishrufat. The reason why Ashrufat was brought in as his student was a plan that had been set a long time ago. He was somewhat surprised to find that Ashrufat had been standing still for half a day.

After such a thing just now, the prince should have chosen to give up. The prince may have been skilled in combat and physically gifted, but he did not know the true skill of using weapons. Practicing this technique is not an overnight effort. Well, is it a bit too much?In order to take care of the prince's face, perhaps in some way should be comforted......

The instructor walked over to the stake dummy. But he saw Ashruphat come to the third dummy.

Want to try again? The instructor stopped, but shook his head slightly. Do you want to try again even if you try in vain? It's more stubborn than expected, but it's not ......

Ashruphat swung his sword, weaving into a series of shining arcs in the air. There was no vibration, no sound, but in the next moment, the stake dummy collapsed entirely.

This was not just cut in two, but was cut into a dozen pieces in an instant. The pieces fell to the ground with a muddy sound.

How is that possible! The instructor stood still. He was an old sword master, but this time he still rubbed his eyes with his hands, for fear that he was wrong.

Ashrufat had already come to the fourth dummy. This time his performance was not as flashy as it had just been, but he raised his sword and swung it.

Half of the stake was cut off in such a neat way.

Is this the core of this technique? Ashrufat's hand still clearly felt the touch he had just made. Force, retraction, angle, and coordination of all aspects of the body...... He closed his eyes, carefully reflecting on the residue left on him by Carrie's actions just now.

Use moderate force when swinging your sword, relax during the swing of your sword, and explode with all your strength the moment you hit the target...... The amount of force should be concentrated at the position of the incision, and the entire amount of force should be poured out in one moment, without allowing the remaining force to vibrate the target's whole body...... In terms of the skill of making a sword, this is really a very novel feeling.

He came to the fifth dummy stake and slashed out a sword again. As before, as long as you master the use of force in this way, you will be able to use force more efficiently. Neither superfluous sounds nor vibrations will appear......

He tried again and again, until he was at the end of the day, and a hand was placed on his shoulder from behind. Ashrufat paused and turned to see the instructor.

"Your Royal Highness. The instructor sighed. "Okay, okay, I've got a full understanding of your skill in the use of weapons, so please don't destroy all the dummies here, okay? ”

"I passed?"

"Yes, you passed. The instructor looked at more than a dozen dummies that had been cut off, this prince was really a little willful, and actually vented his dissatisfaction in this way...... "I will go through the relevant procedures for you immediately, and you can participate in the next stage of training." He looked at the third dummy, the one that had been chopped to pieces, and somehow felt a little scared.