"Now," Quill's fierce eyes swept around, and he deliberately skipped Qi Lang, "Now that you have mastered some methods of using swords to a certain extent, I think you can train in actual combat in advance." ”

All at once there was an uncontrollable buzz among the corporals. They didn't expect Quill to be so impatient, because according to the usual experience, the recruits would only start one-on-one combat training as planned after a month of sword training. And after nearly four hours of tedious chopping training, it seemed as if several daggers had been stuck in everyone's shoulders.

"Do you think I'm too strict, girls?!" Quill's loud voice rang out, and it became unusually quiet again, "Do you think that the Luman Empire provides you with a salary of fifteen burnies a month, as well as the richest food in the world, so that you can procrastinate through your daily training and then fall into a warm and comfortable tent and sleep soundly?!"

"I can't agree with that. My tent wasn't warm and comfortable, it leaked on all sides. But—" Qi Lang heard Felix beside him whisper a whisper to Sean. But everyone knows that Felix's tent number three is a superior single room, and he can even set a table in it.

"Lieutenant Quill, I think I'm willing to take the lead!" Felix raised his voice, "I'm willing to train one-on-one with every proud soldier, especially this fearless warrior from the East." ”

Felix deliberately lengthened the word "warrior" and knew that humiliating Zi Lang would help him gain more recognition from Quill. As expected, the corners of Quill's mouth showed a slight hint of smugness. But he didn't take little Fili's advice.

"You shouldn't be so anxious, Corporal Felix. "And as a beginner warrior, there's nothing to be proud of in hacking down a wretched creature who can't even hold a sword." ”

Quill turned the hill-like body to Qi Lang, "But you did warn me, Felix. According to the order, Corporal 827001 Qi Lang should indeed be the first to stand in the middle of the field and start our real training. You still have this seed, Oriental boy?"

"Yes, Lieutenant Quill. Without the slightest hesitation, Qi Lang had already walked out of the first position in the queue, and while wrapping the strip of linen on his right hand tighter, he picked out a random one from the pile of wooden swords, "I am willing to show any corporal the results of today's training." ”

"Let me come, Quill, choose my ......" There was unprecedented confusion in the corporal's ranks, and the kind of enthusiasm that Quill had not expected beforehand.

Qi Lang stood in the middle of the field, quietly scanning all this. From the crowd, he saw several pairs of feverish eyes—the ones he would never forget, just like he had encountered in the Snow Wolf Canyon—cruel and excited, full of thirst for blood!

"You, you're coming!" Quill hesitated for half a minute, finally naming a person. It's nerve-wracking to leave this honor to anyone.

"Alas......" Qi Lang heard Felix, Sean, Moody, and the others all let out a sigh of disappointment. This good fortune was actually left to that guy, and Lieutenant Quill was so merciful. They must all have thought so in their hearts.

"Can I use my fists without my sword, Lieutenant Quill?" the big brown-red man couldn't wait to show Quill his confidence after squeezing it out of the crowd, "because they've been trying to see how hard Corporal Quiel's nose really is." ”

"Phew-" Loud and whistled loudly in the ranks.

"No!" Quill handed over the wooden sword, glancing at Qi Lang with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, "That's too cruel, Corporal Owu." ”

Ou Wu took the sword and swung it twice, the buzzing sound of the wooden sword sounding imposing, but Ou felt that it really didn't sound as good as the saw.

"Wait a minute, Corporal Owu, there are some things I have to explain beforehand. Quill stopped the smaller stupid bear just in time, "You've only got three minutes, and when you hear me call stop, you have to stop—no matter how good you play, write it down, O-U?"

"It won't be that long, Lieutenant Quill. If there are no ears to cover the corners of his mouth, I'm afraid that Ou Wu will already proudly lift the upper half of his head behind him, "You just give me half a minute, I guarantee that he will be absent from our training for two whole months!"

"Very well, I see your courage, Corporal Owu, that is the noble spirit that your opponent will not find in a lifetime. Quill stepped aside satisfied, "Now, let's get started!"

Au-U has pounced!

His thick hands almost crushed the wooden sword, and it seemed that an afternoon of training was not enough to drain the insane energy contained in his body. He really needed to release himself so that his round body wouldn't burst his robes.

Call!

The sound of the wind brought by the wooden sword was very close to Felix's level. But Qi Lang could see that Ouwu's split was still quite a bit off, especially on the quasi-head, which was far less accurate than Felix. Because he can be sure that Ou is aiming at his head, not his shoulder.

Syllable!

Qi Lang's wooden sword greeted him in time. But his strength was so poor that he didn't flick the wooden sword away as he had intended. This slash slammed into Qi Lang's shoulder, as if it was just a straw stick in the middle.

There were many loud whistles around, but the corporals were obviously laughing more at the weakness of Qi Lang's sword, because if it was to be replaced by another person to take Ou's place, the cheers would have been heard a long time ago.

Although Qi Lang was sure that his collarbone was still safely inside his body, it was really painful, and he almost threw the wooden sword in his hand to the ground. However, Qi Lang must force himself to stand firm and put all the pain aside, because, Ou's second sword has already come!

It was a horizontal slash that Owu had spent a lot of effort practicing! He probably thought that he would be using the ugly saw for some time to come, and he wasn't sure how long he would be able to endure the taunts of others if he didn't find some fun in it. So he realized that it was important to practice the horizontal slash well - it must be a wonderful feeling to make the enemy rediscover his lower body in surprise.

Qi Lang realized that he could no longer fight this stupid bear, that was a path that was bound to be defeated, and he dared to say that among the more than 100 people in front of him, probably the vast majority of them would not be able to defeat Ou Wu in such a confrontation. At the same time, there was a warmth from the wolf's tooth necklace hanging on his chest, which made him enlighten in an instant—a different method, a method that was contrary to the tactics taught by Lieutenant Quayle!

The sword was opened by Zilange, or rather, it was shattered from the side by his quick and accurate downward slash. It seemed that all the strength in Ou Wu's body was in the air. He spun around in full circle, and then inexplicably noticed that his palms were a little numb.

"This can't be!" Ou's round brownish-red face turned a dark red, he didn't believe that the little thin man in front of him could have so much power, and he also couldn't believe that he was so unconfident that he could cry out.

"Nothing is impossible, Owu. Qi Lang seemed to have found the trick, and for the first time showed the confidence in his heart unabashedly. He just wanted them to see - those impudent white boys, and those two stupid bears, who had misestimated themselves!

"I'm sure you have more to work on, O-U. Come on, haven't you waited for this day for a long time?" Qi Lang took a step towards Ouwu. His hands gripped the wooden sword so tightly that he felt like there were a lot of wood chips in his palms.

"Don't let that Oriental boy say you're a stupid pig, Owu, work hard!" Felix took the lead in shouting, and the laughter next to him may have been more given to the red-faced Owu.

Qi Lang could swear to Allah in O'U that he had never thought of putting the title "stupid pig" on his head - if he had replaced it with "stupid bear", he might be willing to apologize for it.

But it seems that Owu believes it!

Maybe he heard that it was just a provocation, but he would rather vent all his anger on Qi Lang.

It's another sword split!

This time, Ouwu's head seemed to have improved a little, and it was only about two or three centimeters away from the center of Qi Lang's head. But the power was amazing, and even Felix was stunned when he heard the whining wind.

But his sword still missed! Qi Lang slashed his sword diagonally just right, the tip of his sword smashing precisely into the side of the Ebony Sword, causing it to deviate from its target by only about a centimeter or two. And that was enough to ensure that Qi Lang escaped the crisis safely.

Ou Wu had already begun to gasp, not because his physical strength was exerted a lot, but because he was beginning to doubt how strong Qi Lang was, because of these two swords, the skinny Dongfang boy didn't seem to exert much strength.

The corporals were silent for a moment, and they couldn't think of any vicious words to attack the Oriental Kid, and they realized that they were not really loyal supporters of Owu.

"It's time for you to get some food, O-U!"

"Use your breastfeeding strength, stupid head!"

Such voices began to get louder, and it seemed that just a few sentences of scolding could kill them from the fatigue of the day, and it didn't matter who was scolding.

Owu's face was the color of a bloody pig's liver. He picked up the opportunity he had worked so hard to gain on his tiptoes, certainly not in exchange for the title of fool.

"Shut up, stop it, you wolf!" Ao Wu cursed loudly at Qi Lang, even though he knew that Qi Lang hadn't actually said a word at all. He swung his sword fiercely and attacked it in a disorderly manner!