"Excuse me, may I bother you?"
Just when Lorist turned to leave, a person came by and asked politely.
Lorist looked back, and it turned out that it was one of those who were still staying in the small square. It is obvious that the person who came here is a young nobleman, wearing a finely crafted white silk shirt, a white leather waistcoat with gold silk patterns, a straight white woolen short coat, white canvas bloomers with rusty gold stripes, black The diamonds on the boots glistened. The neckline of the shirt had two gold buttons open, and a black belt hung a pure black refined linen blouse obliquely on the body, looking chic with a touch of unruly.
This guy's smile was fake, and Lorist suddenly wanted to punch this aristocratic smiling face in front of him. Although this handsome guy looked familiar, he really couldn't remember where he had seen it before. Moreover, this guy looked at people with disdain in arrogance, seemingly equal, but in fact he was superior, which made him feel very annoying.
"What's your business?" Fatty Schreider was serious.
"Hello, Mr. Shredder. I just came to say hello to Professor Locke. I miss you very much after a long time..." The young nobleman nodded at the fat man, and then turned to Lorist.
"Dear Professor Locke, your former students pay tribute to you. Thanks to your careful guidance many years ago, the students have always cherished it in their hearts and remembered it day and night. It is really a pity to hear that your fighting spirit has stagnated. Now the students have been promoted The third level of silver, returning to the academy is just to repay the teacher's love for teaching. I was worried that the difference in fighting spirit between the teacher and the students would make the teacher refuse to guide the students, but I didn't want the teacher to be ambitious and wanted to challenge Baiyin with black iron strength. I am very pleased. It is a pity that the students got the news too late, and the ranking is too low. Now I only hope that the teaching will go smoothly and go all the way to the students, so that the students can fulfill their long-cherished wish and accept the guidance of the teaching again. I really hope that you can stand in the teaching In front of the students, please work harder."
After saying these words, the young nobleman lowered his head and stroked his chest, bowed halfway, took a few steps back, turned and left.
What, this sounds very sincere but I always feel that something is wrong, what is going on with this person? Lorist turned around and asked the fat man, "Who is this guy? There are five of them and six of them. He came and said a lot of inexplicable words, as if he knew me very well."
The fat man fainted: "No way, you don't know him?"
"Well, it looks familiar, but I can't remember it, but it seems that the status is not low and rich." Lorist replied honestly.
The fat man patted his forehead with his hands: "I lost to you, have you forgotten what happened three years ago?"
"Three years ago? Nothing happened three years ago?" Lorist still couldn't remember.
"Oh, of course you don't feel it. Others are unforgettable. Three years ago, you just became the official swordsmanship instructor of the academy. Have you forgotten the first time you led the double-excellent class and was besieged by students? That was the double-excellent class back then. The one who took the lead was also the one who was beaten the worst by you, his whole body was covered with blood, several ribs were broken, and he looked like a big mummy." The fat man looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
Oh, it's that kid, Lorist finally remembered.
There is a tradition in Chenxi Academy. Every three years, students who are relatively excellent in fighting spirit and swordsmanship will be gathered for special training. This class is called the double excellent class, and it is also recognized as the most difficult class to lead. Because those who can enter this double-excellent class are students with good talents in both aspects. There are many noble children who practice family-inherited fighting spirit and swordsmanship. With the teaching of this double-excellent class, without strength and unique skills, you can't hold the field.
Three years ago, Lorist was officially hired as the academy's swordsmanship instructor, and was assigned to lead the double-excellence class. As a result, those students looked down on Lorist, but were convinced by Lorist's swordsmanship one by one. What was the boy's name just now? It seems that swordsmanship is one of the best among the students, right? He was also the teaching assistant of the double excellent class, because he was defeated by Lorist in two or three swords, he secretly hated him, so he used words to provoke him, and ordered a group of students to swarm up and besiege Lorist when Lorist was teaching swordsmanship. It was very cruel, clearly intending to kill Lorist.
Lorist hated him for being vicious, so he beat him so hard that he couldn't take care of himself, at least he had to lie in bed for about half a year.
"Ah, didn't you say he went back to recuperate? He also dropped out of school? It stands to reason that he should have drawn his sword and stabbed me a few times when he saw me. Why is he still in the mood to come and say hello?" Lorist wondered while rubbing his chin.
"Hey..." Fatty laughed: "This is the etiquette of the nobles. Even if you are a life-and-death enemy, you will grit your teeth in hatred and you will fight to the death, but you have to shake hands before the duel. That's called elegance."
"Why does this kid come here so arrogantly and talk a lot of nonsense, I hope I can kill him in front of him, don't let him down. What do you mean, silver three stars is nothing special, I have a lot of defeats... "Lorist was a little upset.
"Hehe, you really have to pay attention to this kid. Do you know his family background?"
"I forgot, I can't even remember his name..."
"You... oh, forget it, let me tell you, this kid is Sandos Ilta. The second son of Sandos Liam III, the Grand Duke Regent of the Kingdom of Kylia. Do you know the Kingdom of Kylia?"
"I know, there are two principalities separated from our Ford Business Alliance, which seems to be located in the southeast direction." Lorist replied after thinking for a while.
"The Kingdom of Galia is bordered by the Romon Empire in the east and the Havistan Khanate in the south. It is between the two great powers but there is no fear of war. Do you know why?" The fat man's expression was very serious.
"I don't know." Lorist shook his head honestly.
"That's because there is a Juggernaut Township in the Kailia Kingdom, and the Romon Empire and Havitan Khanate didn't dare to make a move on him. The title of the Kailia Juggernaut is the Storm Sword Saint, and it is said that he is still a big Sword Master Shi once showed his hand in public, when it was raining heavily, he danced his sword in the rain, he could accurately hit every drop of raindrop, and after the heavy rain, the area around ten feet of his sword dance was as dry as before, so he became famous far and wide.”
"That Santos Irta who was beaten up by you badly recovered from his injuries and joined the sect of the Storm Sword Saint. You think he was a silver star three years ago, but now he is a three-star silver star. You can imagine him How hard you have cultivated in the past three years. This time he returned to the academy to settle the grievances he had with you three years ago. There are rumors that he competed with others in private. With the strength of the same silver three stars, he only defeated his opponent with two or three swords , it seems that he is very confident that he can win the golden badge of swordsmanship from you. Locke, you have to pay attention, he is a real opponent, let me see, where is he ranked... "
Fatty Schreider took out a few pieces of parchment from his side, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time: "here, he is ranked 284th in the duel with you, and he should have registered his name yesterday afternoon."
"What?" Lorist was taken aback, "When did the fat man start registering?"
"The day before yesterday..." The fat man chuckled, "It's already more than three hundred and fifty. When I came here, there were still thirty or forty people in the law enforcement department queuing up to sign up. I believe it will exceed four hundred today..."
Lorist raised his middle finger at the fat man: "I'm going to find the dead old man, this is trying to kill me, is there any reason?"
The fat man smiled like a fox who just stole a chicken: "The dead old man just scolded me this morning, saying that I am too small, except for the college and the college area, don't you know if you set your sights on Morente City? Seeing the entire Mana Hill Plain, if it takes a long time, the news can be brought to various places through the business travel from south to north. To make this duel challenge a sensational news, only in this way, the more people who come to challenge, the more income will be. The higher the registration fee, the greater the reputation of the academy and the wider the influence... I entrusted the students to post duel notices in the city at noon, especially those taverns and mercenary unions. I need to post a few more... "
Lorist staggered and almost fell.
The fat man stabbed again: "The dead old man said, I hope there will be 3,600 people who sign up this year, so it should be very easy for you to arrange ten games a day..."
"Okay." Lorist directly lay on the ground, got up bitterly, gave the fat man two middle fingers, turned around and left.
The fat man was still shouting: "Locke, you have to be careful with that Iltah, don't be careless and lose in his hands..."
Let that Ithata go to hell, it's only three stars silver, Lorist didn't take it to heart. The four months of experience in the Ruins Islands gave Lorist ample confidence in his skills. That mercenary group called Lijian, isn't the head of the mercenary group a two-star gold star, still being chased into the sky by the black-scaled rhinoceros. But with one easy sword strike by himself, the Wulin Rhinoceros died.
If he were to compete with Professor Crude again now, even if he was at the pinnacle of three gold stars, Lorist believed that he would have to use more than a thousand tricks to decide the winner, and he was very likely to win. This is not conceit, nor is it bragging. Although my battle qi is only three stars of black iron, I have gained a lot from practicing the family qigong Jinshui Jue in my previous life.
A pebble the size of a thumb fell into the palm of his hand, and he clasped his palms together to form a fist, and the pebble turned into powder when he exerted force. This should be Cunjin. In my previous life, I practiced Jinshui Jue for more than 30 years, and I didn't even reach the peak of Mingjin, let alone the realm of transforming dark energy into energy. Unexpectedly, in this life, after only three or four years of practicing Dou Qi with the method of Jinshui Jue, he could enter the realm of dark energy so easily. Perhaps this world is more suitable for internal energy cultivation.
The expression of silver battle qi is to input battle qi into a sword to form a sword glow. In addition to being able to resist weapons that have also been input with vindictive qi, it can be said to be invincible against weapons or shields that have not been input with vindictive qi. Unless it is the magic weapon forged by those master craftsmen, it can resist. Although I can't form a sword light, I can still input fighting energy or internal force into the sword, cutting gold and cutting iron, extremely sharp, better than those swords that input fighting energy to form sword light, but the brilliance is restrained and unobtrusive.
Now use the technique of Jinshuijue to run the fighting energy round and round, body and sword skills are integrated, every movement, movement and movement are full of breath, landing quickly, silently, but taking root every step of the way, extremely calm. The qi pulse at the dantian is long, the front force is not exhausted, and the back force is regenerated. And these are exactly the manifestations of the dark energy mentioned in the general outline of the Jinshui Jue handed down by my previous family.
The only difference is that in general, when one enters the realm of dark energy, the temples on both sides will definitely bulge. Lorist touched his temple, it was still flat, nothing different. Thinking about it, I think it might be because of the difference caused by running the exercises with battle qi, and I don't think there is any harm, so Lorist doesn't care. The trouble now is that the dean's old man regards himself as a beckoning cat. It doesn't matter how many duels he has, since he is used to duels anyway. Moreover, stepping into the realm of dark energy, coupled with the special gifted dynamic vision of this body, Lorist did not pay attention to the opponent of silver grudge.
Ten duels a day are just a trivial matter, and at most it can be done with a few swords. As a swordsmanship instructor, you have to conduct a dozen or so coaching competitions, and you have to find out the students' faults or weaknesses to analyze and correct them. It is much more troublesome than a duel. If there is a swordsman who can fight with him in a duel, then the opponent must not be a silver fighting spirit, at least it must be above two gold stars. But having said that, wouldn't it be embarrassing for a swordsman with a golden level of grudge to fight himself with a black iron three-star
It's just that I want to go to a duel and you have to go to a duel. The same duel feels different. One is voluntary and the other is arranged. The dead old man used himself to earn a lot of registration fees for the duel, and he really took advantage of the money. While walking, Lorist silently cursed that the dead old man would be crushed to death by gold coins one day.