On a bluestone-paved martial arts arena, five or six young men and women armed with swords stood in a row on the sidelines. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the field, a middle-aged man was fighting with a teenager wielding a sword.

The middle-aged man's swordsmanship was sophisticated and ruthless, but he obviously didn't use all his strength, but just knocked out the boy's attack one after another.

The young man's swordsmanship is clear, very standard and accurate, and his moves are decent, but he will always be easily blocked by middle-aged people and return in vain.

Suddenly, the young man's sword momentum changed, and it became strange, sometimes a good slash, suddenly stopped, turned into a sweep, sometimes a sharp straight stab, suddenly retracted, turned into a soft upward pick, and these changes often had no effect, and did not produce any effect.

If it is said that the changes in the moves are smooth and the moves are continuous, it can only be said that the swordsmanship is poor, of course, it is not strange. However, the juvenile change is extremely hard, sometimes a pause takes several seconds, and the connection of moves is also intermittent, and the whole looks like a marionette dancing a sword, which is indescribably funny.

Seeing that the young man used this inexplicable "swordsmanship" again, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, and with a force in his hand, he knocked the young man's sword away.

"Tom, how many times have I told you, your messy tricks are useless, look at you, you use the sword like this, and before you can change your moves, you were stabbed to death with a sword. The middle-aged man looked angry: "Didn't you behave very well before, let me tell you, don't play any crooked brains when learning swords, what unexpected tricks and so on." When we practice swords, we practice swordsmanship moves, as long as you practice fast enough, strong enough, and accurate enough, it's okay. As long as you're skilled enough, you'll be able to catch the enemy's flaws in battle and defeat him with the moves you're most familiar with. It's not that you can defeat the enemy with a sudden change of move. ”

The middle-aged man's voice lowered a little, and he continued: "Tom, I know that your talent and qualifications are relatively poor, and your progress is not as fast as other classmates. But you have to understand that there is never a shortcut to practicing swordsmanship, it is nothing more than repeating and repeating, and being proficient and proficient. I think that as long as you work hard enough, it is not difficult to practice a swordsmanship. Okay, I don't want you to play around with that little cleverness in the future, go down. Next, Josie, come, and let me see how you've progressed lately. ”

Zhang Ang walked off the competition arena with some loss, looking at the two people who were fighting with swords in the field.

This is the private swordsmanship training class of Master Todd, a grandmaster-level sword master. He was originally a wandering warrior who traveled around the mainland, and later married a wife and had children, settled in the city of Paris, and held this training course to subsidize his family, and his reputation in this industry was very good. This was specially recommended by Albert to Zhang Ang.

Zhang Ang has been studying swordsmanship here for nearly half a year, and Master Todd is a good teacher, explaining in detail and teaching seriously.

Here, Zhang Ang practiced those basic swordsmanship moves to a good degree, and also practiced a set of simple swordsmanship that was the largest of the way, allowing him to use his sword to fight against people.

But these don't make Zhang Ang happy, he has been learning "Dugu Nine Swords" by himself for half a year, thinking about it day and night, and he has secretly practiced countless times, but once he fights with people, he immediately becomes very embarrassed, obviously calculated just to crack the change of the opponent's move, and when it comes out, others have already used the next move, and even the next move, the change of his own move can't keep up with the situation at the time, and it becomes ridiculous and funny.

In the legend, the last to come, only attacking but not defending, no tricks to win, ignoring the gap in internal force and other special effects, none of his special effects have been played, but he has been ridiculed by everyone many times.

At the end of the class, Zhang Ang left Master Todd's swordsmanship training class amid the ridicule of the other students, dragged his tired body, and walked towards his residence.

In the past six months, a lot of things have happened in Paris, the biggest of which is the reorganization and expansion of the Paris Rose Sword Academy. After Mademoiselle Sophie became the dean, she bought the land on the other side of the Seine opposite the academy, and built a bridge over the river. And in private, there are even rumors that the most core disciples can be taught peerless swordsmanship, which has attracted countless people to sign up, and for a while, it is in the limelight, and there is a faint momentum to become the first academy in Paris.

Then there's the Musketeers' peerless genius d'Artagnan, who broke through to defeat several English spies and destroy their saga of their earth-shattering plots.

There was also an after-dinner joke in which the Holy See told the believers of the city to help find a certain assassin, and the portrait was plastered all over the city, making a huge noise, but in the end nothing was found.

Of course, in Albert's place, there are more lace news gossip news such as some aristocratic feuds, rich and rich, children and daughters, jealousy, and various duels.

Although sword training was very hard, Zhang Ang would often sneak past the big mansion of Marceau's family.

According to the agreement with Miss Sophie, if there is something important, she will put two pots of red roses at the door, and if she sees red roses, Zhang Ang can go to Master Sophia to meet her.

However, as the days passed, passing by again and again, Zhang Ang didn't see the two pots of red roses.

Occasionally, he would see old Ivan and Arnold, who looked getting older and older, and now walked on crutches and crutches.

Arnold, on the other hand, was sent by Miss Sophie to study at the Tower Academy, and now looks more and more robust and powerful.

This news came from Albert: "You don't know, this tower academy has accepted a peerless genius today, although he only has one arm, but his strength is infinite, the physical fitness test of the tower academy's admissions, there are a total of fifteen items, it takes ordinary people five days to complete all the tests, this demon completed them all in two days, and broke the records of each item." This is terrible, a few old guys in the academy all ran out, in order to rob him, they all lost face, in public, a few people made a mess, I really laughed to death, you didn't see that scene, it's wonderful......"

Zhang Ang walked on the busy street, watching the sunset slowly sinking to the surface, thinking of this peaceful life day after day, and sighed.

As he walked, he pondered, and he hesitated: should I contact Miss Sophie again and ask her to go to the auction to buy some more martial arts cheats?

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd in front of them, and a knight with the banner of the Blood Rose was galloping on the main road of the city.

While running wildly, he urged his internal forces to shout: "The English army has crossed east!

The knights shouted and rushed into the Grand Palace, and countless more knights rushed out of the Grand Palace and rushed in all directions.

The war began, and the peaceful life of all was shattered.