Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1933 Court Swordsmanship
Because of this setback, the four orc races parted on bad terms, and there were even signs that they were about to fall out. During this time, Hilk, who was in the elven territory, remained completely detached from the situation. He was unaware that such a thing had happened while he was away.

Lately, Hilke has been so idle that he's almost uncomfortable.

For someone whose days are usually busy and fulfilling, taking a few days off occasionally would be great, but if the vacation is too long, he would start to feel bored. This is exactly the situation for Hilke now.

The pace of life among the elves was far too slow; he had long since lost his ability to adapt.

As winter gradually sets in, the days grow longer and the days grow longer, but Hilke's routine remains unchanged.

Before dawn, Hilke had already finished washing up and was ready to start his morning exercise.

Perhaps because the Elven King felt guilty about the hardships Hilk had endured while wandering outside all these years, he granted Hilk permission to reside in the Elven King's castle during his stay in the Elven lands.

After a while, the silver-armored guards responsible for the security around the Elf King's castle had gotten used to Hilke's morning exercises, which started early in the morning.

After a simple warm-up, Hilke's daily morning training focuses on basic swordsmanship.

The more my skills improve, the more I understand the importance of the foundation, and I dare not slack off for even a day.

As the new day began, Hilke continued his training as usual.

However, the training session was only halfway through when it was interrupted by footsteps coming from a distance.

Without needing to turn around, Hilke immediately realized the identity of the newcomer, sheathed his sword, and turned to bow.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Elf King."

At this moment, the Elf King was not wearing a magnificent silver-blue robe as he had when they first met. Instead, he was wearing a very fitted training uniform, which made his figure appear even taller and more slender.

"There's no need for such formalities."

Looking at Hilke, the Elf King smiled slightly.

“You have been practicing diligently every day during this period of time. You are probably the most hardworking child I have ever seen.”

"Thank you for the praise, Your Majesty the Elf King. I am unworthy of it."

As he spoke, Hilke looked ashamed.

"My cultivation has been stuck at a bottleneck for a long time, and I don't know how to break through it. All I can do now is continue to work hard in my cultivation."

That being said, Hilke wasn't actually in a hurry.

After all, Xie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan, who reached the peak of the Vajra Realm earlier than him, are still stuck there.

The leap from the Vajra Realm to the Horizontal Realm is a qualitative one, and breaking through it is not easy.

Given this premise, as a long-lived race, the elves are naturally more patient than Jie Liancheng and Zhou Chongshan.

The Elf King could naturally sense this from Hilk's words.

He was diligent, but not impatient.

This made the Elf King's gaze towards him unconsciously carry even more affection.

Imagine a younger member of the same clan who is principled, honest, and outstanding in ability at a young age, yet remains calm and diligent.

As an elder in the same clan, who wouldn't like such a child?

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've stretched my muscles. Since it's still early, how about we have a spar?"

Upon hearing this, Hilke was taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied...

“It is my honor!” Even out of the most basic respect and courtesy, Hilke would not go out of his way to find out the strength of the Elf King.

This is a very impolite and offensive act.

However, he was, after all, a martial artist at the peak of the Vajra Realm, and he was unable to control some of the most basic senses.

Therefore, from the very first meeting, Hilke knew that the Elf King before him was no ordinary man. Now it seems that this elegant Elf King is actually a warrior.
Before they could finish speaking, the accompanying silver-armored guards had already brought them wooden swords for training.

The Elf King wielded two swords, once again surprising Hilke, as dual swords were a relatively uncommon use.

"Come on, child, attack with all your might."

Hilke did not question this statement, and with a burst of speed, he attacked directly.

Faced with Hilk's rapid approach, the Elf King smiled, held a sword behind his back, and met the attack with a single sword.

Seizing the opportunity, the Elf King took a side step and turned around, as if he were dancing a waltz in a ballroom, his every move exuding elegance, yet easily deflecting Hilke's fierce attack.

This is the royal swordsmanship of the Elven royal family—agile, elegant, and deadly!

For a race to live peacefully on its own land, ignoring the turmoil of the outside world, it needs sufficient strength.

Throughout history, the Elf race has always been a powerful race with unique advantages.

Of course, sometimes being too talented can also have negative effects, such as making them become lax and lazy.

But the Elf King before us is clearly not among them!
With a wooden sword held to his neck, Hilke froze on the spot, a bead of cold sweat slowly sliding down his forehead.

"Want to learn?"

Upon hearing this, Hilke was merely surprised, as he was unaware of the origins of this sword technique. However, the silver-armored guard standing to the side was dumbfounded.

This court swordsmanship can only be practiced by elven royalty.

However, before the two silver-armored guards could speak, the Elf King himself began to explain.

"This is the royal swordsmanship of the Elven royal family, but it doesn't say that it can't be passed on to outsiders."

"..."

The Elf King's words left Hilke somewhat bewildered.

The silver-armored guards beside him felt a chill run down their spines.

After thinking about it carefully, they realized it was true. While the court's swordsmanship did not explicitly forbid its transmission to outsiders, it did not mean it could be passed on casually.

At this moment, in the eyes of the two silver-armored guards, was their emperor showing a little too much favor to Hilke?
In the short time it took to speak, the Elf King had already distanced himself again.

"Come on, attack again."

Hilke didn't dwell on that issue. He was now fairly certain that the Elf King before him was definitely stronger than him. To receive guidance from such a powerful figure was a rare opportunity that he absolutely had to seize.

Thinking of this, Hilke didn't hesitate and charged forward again with his sword.

In the days that followed, the Elf King would give Hilke some pointers on his swordsmanship every morning.

There is no doubt that Hilke is talented, and most importantly, he is very hardworking.

After a period of time, although his own realm remained at the peak of the Vajra Realm without breaking through, thanks to the blessing of the court swordsmanship, Hilke's swordsmanship skills have been significantly improved.

(End of this chapter)