"Teacher, are you okay?" Nuremberg once again took out a small stool from behind, spread it on the ground for Richardnner to sit down, and then quickly poured him tea.
Richard Turner sat down with his eyes closed, took a sip of tea, and said slowly:
"I have exhausted my strength and cannot fight anymore. You guys go in by yourselves and don't lose your glory."
This translates to mean that the old Sword Saint has just used a force beyond the limit of the magic tide, and now he must suppress the spirituality that is on the verge of losing control. From now on, he will not participate in the battle. You guys go in and deal with the anomaly on yourselves. Fight cleanly and beautifully, and don't embarrass me.
"Okay, I'll stay here with the teacher." Nuremberg said respectfully, turning around, "Then Hans..."
He was about to order Second Hans to lead the team as usual, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and changed his words:
"Chief Ask, I wonder if you can take over as the team leader? I need to stay here to look after the teacher, so..."
"What?!" All the swordsmen except Hans were almost shocked.
If this guy is just allowed to have the title of chief, everyone will be indignant, but since it is the teacher's intention, they will just put up with it.
Now we need this guy to lead the team in battle! What if he is a rookie? Wouldn't that lead us all to a dead end
Some people with extreme tempers, such as the swordsman Martin, walked directly to Hans and signaled him with their eyes to protest out loud.
"I have no problem with that." Hans said, "Chief Ask, are you okay?"
The swordsmen were stunned. Hans, where are your dirty talk? Where is your sharp tongue? Your command has been taken away! Isn't it time to make a wonderful and sharp irony
"No problem." Ask said, "But I don't know your strength yet, so let's each report our sword skills first."
Well, this guy really thinks he is the leader. The swordsmen became more and more angry, and then they saw Hans said, "Oh!" and walked up to him and said:
"I'll go first. My name is Hans Dublinger. I'm currently the second strongest in the Swordsman Group, Level 7, and I'm practicing my teacher's 'Rage Sword Style'."
"Yes." Aser nodded. There are five major schools of Richardnal swordsmanship, among which "Raging Sword" is more inclined to frontal attack and suppression, which is considered a relatively fierce fighting style. "Then let's show you a few moves on the spot?"
Live performance? They think we are clowns! The swordsmen couldn't stand it, but Hans pulled out his sword from his back with a nonchalant look on his face and swung it skillfully.
Double-wheeled crescent-shaped slash, take a quick step, spin around and cut the throat, then jump back and collapse the mountain to finish.
"Is it okay?" Hans stopped and asked.
"I roughly understand." Ask nodded and said, "Next."
No swordsman said anything. Hans hung his sword back on his back and pointed at a swordsman in the crowd and said:
"Third seat Andrew Jordan, step out!"
How come you have become someone else's younger brother? Andrew's heart was filled with tears, and he walked out listlessly and said:
"I'm Andrew Jordan, the third seat of the Swordsman Corps, and I practice my teacher's 'Divided Sword Style'..."
No matter how resistant, rebellious, or provocative these swordsmen were, or how they showed various uncooperative expressions, Ask remained calm. With the help of Hans, he learned about the swordsmen's training styles, levels, and attack habits one by one.