The Spirit World

Chapter 553 Failed Education

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Chang Yufeng looked at Locke's sword. Although Erica had reminded him long ago, he was still unwilling to accept it and showed it. He knew that his novice sword would definitely not be usable. Otherwise, as long as the two swords collided, the tampered novice sword would cause his novice sword to tremble slightly, causing Chang Yufeng's hand to tremble slightly as well.

After training in swordsmanship with Erica "Grand Master" for so long, I still know this difference. Besides, I have fought against three opponents. The novice sword is meant to protect novices from having their strength reduced due to differences in weapon quality, so it is restricted by inscriptions.

It was actually extremely inappropriate for him to throw the sword on the ground in anger, but he did it.

The Shadowless Flame was at its peak and the anger in his eyes had just begun to emerge, but the referee paused the match.

"My dear contestant, if you don't take out your sword within ten seconds, I will judge you as the loser. This is a swordsman competition. Please respect the sword in your hand and respect the competition."

The referee was just looking at his nails, but at this moment he stood up at the speed of light. Chang Yufeng looked at him and was a little amused by his anger.

"There's something wrong with his sword. I want to request an inspection!" Chang Yufeng pointed at Locke, and Locke spread his hands helplessly and naturally moved his fingers away from the inscription on the hilt.

"You have been carefully inspected before the game. Please pick up your sword and continue the game. You have ten seconds."

The referee looked at Chang Yufeng sternly. Chang Yufeng frowned and put away the Shadowless Flame, then picked up his novice sword viciously.

"You can't afford to lose, can you, Jack? I can let the referee check it~" Locke laughed softly. He put the sword in his hand, intending to hand it to the referee. The referee took it, flipped the sword twice, and handed it to Locke again.

The referee left, and Locke smiled even brighter: "Don't cry if you can't afford to lose~"

Locke held the hilt of the sword, inadvertently pressed his ring finger on the inscription on the novice sword, adjusted his posture, and twisted his neck twice. Now, he appeared more confident and even ready to quickly end the battle.

Chang Yufeng also got into a horse stance and moved his fingers quickly.

Suddenly, he stopped his sword-fighting horse stance and stood up with his back straight.

"Of course I can afford to lose." Chang Yufeng held the hilt of the sword with one hand and swung it up and down twice, just like Erica waving a twig in the past. Although he was holding a formal sword, it was a little heavy and not as light and skillful as Erica. However, it was not common to swing the sword like this. Generally speaking, a one-handed sword pays more attention to the soul of swordsmanship skills, while a two-handed sword pays more attention to the balance of strength and speed. After Chang Yufeng finished swinging the sword, it was like a warm-up to familiarize himself with the way to hold the one-handed sword.

Haven't you seen a pig run but have you eaten pork?... Erica used a one-handed sword. After many days of sparring, although she could not learn Erica's sword-drawing speed and agile moves, she could not say that she was able to swing the sword freely, but at least it could be said to be fluent.

"But I'm afraid you can't afford to lose." Chang Yufeng stood with the sword in one hand, his toes pointing diagonally to the ground, and his other hand condensed a strong shadowless flame. He also raised his head and twisted his neck, looking at Locke almost gritting his teeth.

"What happened with Zi Zi?" Alia pushed Rajel and asked him to turn his attention to the summoning team to the swordsman team.

"One-handed swordsmanship..." Rajel frowned, not quite understanding: "Generally speaking, only one-handed swordsmanship is used in imperial swordsmanship. Maybe Zizi's hand is injured?"

"Maybe, he just dropped his sword on the ground, and the referee is gone." Alia grabbed Rajel's clothes: "What should we do? If we get hurt in this round, even if we win, it will be difficult to continue..."

"Then we can only take whatever rank we get. I'll go down and ask the logistics doctor to treat him." Rajel looked at Chang Yufeng's opponent and recognized him as Sir Neymar's son, Locke.

"Sir Neymar's son..."

It can be seen from the stands, but not very clearly. Even from the guest seats it is difficult to see clearly.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Rajel rubbed his nose: "He actually has a bad reputation. It has been spread that the couple is too strict with their son. That is, this kid." Rajel touched his chin: "Of course, although I cannot agree with it, I can understand it. After all, the son of the Theyatus family is also six years old this year."

"Who?" Aria looked at her son's angry face and was really worried. If it was just this round, the hand injury might not be a big deal, but the game was not over with this one, which meant that he would basically have no chance of winning the next rounds against stronger and stronger opponents.

"Hall, they were born in the same year. Even if they were born a year different, the competition wouldn't be so fierce. After all, this is a competition between people of the same age." Rajel regained his calm expression and looked at a group of kittens and puppies in the guest seats who were watching the various competitions they liked to watch with different expressions. He said something so quickly that Aria didn't hear it clearly.

In the guest seats, a guy wearing a cowboy hat and sleeping in a chair was woken up by a brown cat.

"Look, the swordsman group seems very exciting..." Marlena sniffed her cat nose and pointed at the swordsman group's competition.

"Ah... what's so interesting about children fighting..." The man in the cowboy hat rubbed his waist, changed his posture, covered his face with the cowboy hat, and lay down again: "It's the same every year. I went to look for Mount Gorgasau yesterday and walked on the mountain road for a whole day. Let me rest for a while..."

"Have you found it? Is it the one in the history book that you were looking for?" Malena licked her cat's paw.

"I didn't find it... but it should be in this area. And that guy Tang Zilong, he reported the life characteristics of the dragon randomly, saying that the dragon was revived. What revived him? It was a waste of time..." The blond hair under the cowboy hat swayed majestically. Soon, he waved his hand and said, "Let me rest. Even if it's a fight between gods, I won't watch it..."

After saying that, he began to snore rapidly.

Malena nodded helplessly and watched the match of the swordsman group. In her green cat eyes, a swordsman in black clothes held the sword in one hand and slashed angrily at Locke's novice sword. His hand was completely out of control and trembled for a moment. Then Chang Yufeng immediately let the sword slip out of his hand. The Shadowless Flame followed on the hilt, and he pulled the novice sword down violently again. The two seamless slashes made Locke take one step and two steps back.

However, for the second slash, Chang Yufeng's hand holding the sword was unable to make the next slash because the novice sword was vibrating again. He could only quickly sweep the Shadowless Flame forward with his left hand, using the thrust to increase the distance again.

However, this time, Chang Yufeng's right hand was still shaking uncontrollably.

He understood that the more violently he attacked with the sword, the more he would be affected by the sword. The tremors transmitted to the sword body would cause his hands to tremble constantly, resulting in injuries, and he might even actually strain his tendons due to the tremors.

Locke gritted his teeth and naturally followed Chang Yufeng's retreat. He strode forward violently, grabbing the hilt of the sword with both hands. Blue spiritual power emerged from his body to strengthen himself and transmitted to the sword. His sword seemed to become even more ferocious. After Chang Yufeng jumped away, he rolled quickly on the ground and began to run around the ring, quickly avoiding Locke's swing.

His hands were still shaking, but he had to hold the sword. The Shadowless Flame actually had no way to make Locke lose his ability to fight.

Since the difference in strength is not that big, a protracted battle is necessary. In this way, the trembling of the hand will become more and more intense. Coupled with the duration, the right hand may not be able to withstand it, and it is fortunate that it is not scrapped.

Chang Yufeng had a guess that if Locke's novice sword were to hit him, the probability of not triggering the protection mechanism of the novice sword was almost 100%. If it hit him hard enough, heavy bleeding would be inevitable. He might even cut his head and die without any chance of justice.

It can be said that Locke was completely unaware of the situation. He was only six years old. At this time, adults always believe that human nature is good, so it is very likely that the case was determined to be negligent slashing.

A knight's son accidentally cut a farmer's son.

Most people just pay a small amount of money and settle the matter. The life-for-life system has been in use for hundreds of years.

Then, you are the one who is unlucky.

Chang Yufeng's head is now turning quickly, avoiding Locke's attacks and looking for ways to attack.

The one-handed sword has minimized the impact of trembling, and there is nothing that can be done about it. Since they have been assigned to the swordsman group, the competition is about swordsmanship skills, one is the basis, two is the application, and three is the wisdom. This time, Chang Yufeng also feels that he needs to compare one more thing, that is, the fourth is the wealth.

He would never believe that the referee's careless check was out of personal laziness.

What should I do?
Chang Yufeng's hand felt a little better and the shaking was not as severe. He held the sword tightly and thought about how to attack.

When his novice sword collides with Locke's sword, it will vibrate violently, which will then be transmitted to his hand, causing his hand to shake and affecting his swing.

Although Locke had never hurt himself, he didn't know whether he would use hidden weapons. Now it was obvious that Locke had the upper hand, so there was no need for him to use hidden weapons.

calm.

Can't I just touch the hilt with my hands?

Can Shadowless Flame do this?
Chang Yufeng looked at the path ahead of him on the arena where he was escaping, and subconsciously swung the Shadowless Flame backwards. As soon as it was swung out, it rushed towards Locke like a black gauze.

But Locke was not affected at all. He directly cut the Shadowless Flame into two sections of flame, rushed out of the Shadowless Flame, and continued to chase.

"Break the shadow!" Chang Yufeng shouted, stopped abruptly, and quickly disappeared in front of Locke. Locke looked at Chang Yufeng in shock as he disappeared. Locke, who was holding the sword high in his hand and was about to swing it, suddenly stopped and the blue spiritual power suddenly disappeared.

"Hua Zhan!" Chang Yu Feng suddenly appeared above Locke, with Shadowless Flame behind him like a pair of fiercely spread flaming wings. His eyes were wide open, and he held the sword in both hands and slashed it downwards swiftly. Locke showed fear on his face, and subconsciously raised his sword, wanting to raise it above his head to block it, but Chang Yu Feng pressed down hard and kicked Locke in the chest, using the force to bounce out. He flipped backwards like a fish, and the novice sword quickly smashed on the ring, and with a snap, a tiny scratch was made on the ring.

Locke fell to the ground and rolled, his sword hit the ground with a loud clang.

Funny enough, Chang Yufeng's hands were still shaking.

He didn't expect the ground to be so hard that it even shook his hand.

But he felt more comfortable this way, and wasn't as angry as when he was shaking his hands just now.

On the contrary, shaking hands is more normal now.

He watched Locke get up and quickly pick up the sword, as if he was afraid that he would snatch the sword away, and then he stood up again, grabbing the hilt.

Locke looked at Chang Yufeng in dismay, not only because of how heavy the kick Chang Yufeng had just delivered, but also because the sword, which had made him strong and confident enough to attack Chang Yufeng and made it impossible for Chang Yufeng to defend himself, had lost its advantage.

It was cracked by Chang Yufeng.

Perhaps, in the next attack, Chang Yufeng would use the same trick to make him suffer. Chang Yufeng no longer tried to touch the sword and make a close-range contact with the sword. His attacks had not been able to hit Chang Yufeng from beginning to end, which made him angry, and even angry without reservation.

Chang Yufeng snorted, switched the hands holding the sword, shook his right hand, and quickly shook his left hand. He held the sword with one hand again, swung the sword left and right, pointed the sword at the ground, and the shadowless flame suddenly rose on his left hand.

"You can't afford to lose. You think others can't afford to lose either, but you don't know that you are already a complete loser." Chang Yufeng was no longer angry, but serious, frowning and staring, as if there was an abyss below.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Locke spat. He had none of the childishness of a young boy. He swung his swordsman's swordsman's shirt violently and stomped his feet. His handsome swordsman's shirt was still covered in dust. Even the grey wrinkles began to move with him, as if they were laughing at Locke. Everyone laughed as he ran.

"You loser!"

"Locke! How many times have I told you! You are not allowed to go out and play! You are not allowed to go out and play!"

"Beat you to death, you little bastard! Break your legs, you little bastard! I told you not to be obedient! I told you not to be obedient!"

"If you can't win! Get out of this house! We don't keep losers in the Neymar family!"

"How dare you steal food? I starved you for ten days to teach you a lesson! Who knew you would steal food? I'll beat you to death, you little bastard!"

"Locke! Train well for me!"

"Locke! If you can't win! Find a tree and solve it yourself!"

"Locke! You little bastard! You made me angry again!"

"Are you listening to me? Huh? Huh?! I'm going to beat you up!"

Chang Yufeng looked at Locke's charge and unceremoniously swept the Shadowless Flame towards Locke again. This time, Locke seemed to know that Chang Yufeng was going to appear behind him and slashed back quickly. However, Chang Yufeng coldly placed the Novice Sword on his neck.

But Locke guessed right, this time, it was behind him.

Chang Yufeng took a sideways step and kicked the sword in Locke's hand out. The sword was spinning on the ground of the ring, as if it was spinning endlessly.

again and again.

It made a very crisp sound.

The referee announced the winner, and Chang Yufeng slowly walked off the stage. His hands stopped shaking and his fists were clenched tightly.

The very cool boy stood at the exit as if to greet him. They stared at each other, as if time had frozen.

"You are very strong, even if he cheated." The cool boy watched Chang Yufeng leave, and Chang Yufeng was quite shocked.

He was thinking, if even children could see it, wouldn’t those intelligent guests know it?
His slight anger weighed on his heart again.

"But don't worry, even though you didn't expose him, he will still get the punishment he deserves." said the cool boy.

He also held a novice sword in his hand.

Prepare to step into the ring.

Face your opponent.

(End of this chapter)