Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 611 I Seem to Be Stronger
Master Xiao's move [Sorrowful Autumn Liyu], to be honest, is terrifying.

Leaving aside the explosive power and destructive power, it is this accurate head that only peels off the apple skin, which makes people dumbfounded.

Of course, this is not flashy, and this kind of precision also plays a huge role in actual combat.

For example, if you want to chop off a person's head, or stab him through, the range of motion must be large. If both parties are equally masters, then as long as you strike together, the other party will notice.

But this move of Sad Autumn Liyu breaks the all-or-nothing strategy and uses quantity to win. To put it bluntly, it is difficult to deal with because of its high precision and small range.

It only takes a moment to cut off the deadly meridian accurately, and based on this, different strategies for using the knife can be extended.

In Xiao Ye's words, what he demonstrated just now was only the simplest first move of "Sorrowful Autumn Li Yu", and the weapon in his hand was just a bamboo stick.

Have you learned it?

No, it is impossible to learn it completely, but after Xiao Yunye's demonstration, Xia Feng probably understood the mysteries of swordsmanship, and at the same time he also understood why he had to do these basic trainings of chopping water and chopping incense.

A precise and deadly sword is better than countless fancy swords, and then you turn this sword into countless equally deadly swords, and you will be invincible.

In the next few days, Xia Feng bid farewell to the boring basic training, and began to really delve into the actual combat application of Beiqiuliyu.

At the beginning, Xia Feng invited Hongdao to fight him, but Hongdao just stared at him like an idiot and left a sentence.

"Stop messing around, you can't beat me."

But then slowly, Hong Dao's attitude also changed. Although he still looked at him, it was no longer looking at him like an idiot.

He seems to have really become stronger, and at the same time he is not bald.

Ten days passed in a blink of an eye, and soon, Xia Feng's assault training was about to end. Tomorrow, he would bring his little friend to the Royal Academy to enroll.

In the evening before leaving, Xia Feng called Nan Feng.

"Brother, I'm going to participate in the competition tomorrow, don't look for me if it's nothing serious."

Nanfeng's voice on the phone was a bit puzzled.

"What game? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It's the Royal Academy's swordsmanship competition. If you win, you can become a nobleman. I'm bound to win this time. Franka and the others will also participate with me."

When Nanfeng heard this, he became anxious.

"Fuck, why didn't you tell me before, no, I want to participate too."

Xia Feng's voice was somewhat contemptuous.

"Just you? Can you use a sword?"

Nanfeng was equally contemptuous.

"Why, say it as if you would."

Xia Feng is full of confidence.

"To tell you the truth, buddy, I am a master of swordsmanship now. When I win the championship, remember to come to Happy City for a drink."

Nanfeng's voice was full of disbelief.

"You can pull it down, return to the master of swordsmanship, I don't know about your two moves? Fighting is fine, but when it comes to swordsmanship, it's not that I look down on you, you may not be as good as me."

Xia Feng and him couldn't explain their recent growth clearly, so they could only pretend to be mysterious.

"You don't understand after I say it. You'll know when I win the championship. That's it. The chamber of commerce is taking care of you yourself recently. I'm dead."

"Hey, wait, I want to participate too."

"There is no quota, next time, next time."

Xia Feng decisively hung up the phone.

In fact, in theory, Nanfeng is indeed a very good candidate. Although the name of this competition is called the Swordsmanship Competition, it doesn't really matter whether you really know swordsmanship or not.

There is no doubt about Nanfeng's strength, and it is unreasonable. If it is stipulated that only swords can be used, then I will not take anything, just empty-handed.

With Nanfeng's domineering strength, even if he directly used a set of rogue punches for the last time, he could still get into the finals.

However, it was impossible for him to allow Nanfeng to participate in the competition. There was only one reason. Maren Legg said that members of Victoria's orthodox royal family would also be present on the day of the final.

Only he and Mr. Derek knew Nan Feng's true identity. Although it was unlikely, if he was recognized by members of the royal family, he might be in trouble.

He still remembered the time when Nanfeng and Nanfeng went to collect the bills. In that medium-sized city at the junction of the north and the south that day, Nanfeng met Victoria's first princess, Verin, in his eyes.

Although Nan Feng didn't mention a word afterwards, Xia Feng knew about it.

At that time, Nanfeng's eyes revealed the unwillingness to endure humiliation and the ambition of the Lion King.

The next morning.

The sun was shining, the wind was beautiful, and the cloudless weather seemed to dispel the severe winter cold.

"Little Gu, I'm leaving, bye."

"Cuckoo!"

A Guang and Lang Da drove two off-road vehicles respectively, and drove everyone away from the barbecue shop.

After leaving the city, drive on the road heading west, their destination is the Royal Academy, and their goal is the championship!
In the car.

Everyone had a laid-back look, just like colleagues from a unit who organized a group for an outing, only Lang Mie looked a little nervous.

"Brother Feng, I have never participated in a competition. Look at my clothes, are they decent? The audience won't laugh at me, will they?"

Xia Feng turned his head from the co-pilot.

"This is not a beauty pageant. The audience doesn't care what you wear, as long as you can beat your opponent, you are the most handsome in the audience's mind."

"It makes sense."

The vehicle galloped all the way on the desolate road and arrived at the Royal Academy in the afternoon.

Xia Feng had notified everyone in the academy in advance, as soon as the car arrived at the gate, Guigui immediately greeted him holding a small red flag.

"Why did you come here, Big Windmill? I've been waiting for a long time."

While speaking, Guigui waved the small flag in his hand.

Behind Guigui stood Ansel and Aguang's younger sister Qiancai, while Ifrit squatted in the distance chewing bubble gum. Although he was not very thin, he looked ferocious.

Without further ado, today is the last day of registration, and they just came here to order.

After everyone got out of the car, Xia Feng waved his hand.

"Come on, let's sign up first."

Passing by Ifrit, Xia Feng grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up like an eagle catching a chick.

"Little ancestor, stop chewing, hurry up and sign up with me."

"let me go!"

At this time, half of the campus of the Royal Academy has been opened to the public, as long as you hold a Victorian citizenship card, you can enter the designated registration office.

At the same time, for this competition, the official has also made sufficient preparations for safety measures.

The Royal Knights will take over the order management of the game, and at the same time, the Central Army has dispatched a division of troops to station outside the academy to deal with any emergencies.

After everyone came to the registration office, they all showed the relevant certificates that met the regulations, and the registration went smoothly.

Because the registration time was the same, the grouping was as expected, Xia Feng and Guigui were in a single group, and everyone who was recommended was assigned to a different group.

After the registration, everyone got their respective player cards, and tomorrow they only need to participate in their respective competitions on time according to the numbers.

At this time, Xia Feng saw a familiar figure.

"Mesha, are you really here?"

Meisha was still wearing the military uniform, and looked at Xia Feng with a haughty look on her shoulders.

"What's the matter, you don't have a quota, so I'll come by myself."

As soon as the words fell, Gresha ran to Meisha with a small sign.

"Sister Meisha, the registration is over, here is your player card."

Xia Feng grinned as he watched.

Gretha-senpai is General Gleason's daughter, and Meisha is General Gleason's adjutant, tsk tsk.

It's just that he still couldn't figure out why Meisha insisted on coming to join in the fun.

"Hey, strange woman."

(End of this chapter)