my soul doomsday

Chapter 33 Defense!

After selection, the number behind option three is far ahead.

"Burn it?" Qin Ze muttered, "If you think about it from the word [firewood], it is indeed more reasonable to burn it in the fire."

So, Qin Ze put the piece of paper back into his pocket first.

After burning it, he certainly couldn't just buy a lighter on the street and set it on fire.He was going to burn it when he got home, before going to sleep.

Otherwise, if some unexplainable phenomenon really occurs and is discovered by passers-by, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

Before that, Qin Ze planned to go to the sword hall first according to the original plan, and learn the defensive sword skills.

Without further ado, Qin Ze took a taxi and headed straight to the sword hall.

Wang Chengming Sword House.

Pushing open the door, there was still the smell of the old carpet, and there was still no one in the venue.

"boss"

"boss!"

Like last time, he yelled a few times before Wang Yu finally wobbled out of the back room.

His complexion was a little red, and his gait was sloppy. It looked like he had been drinking.

Seeing Qin Ze standing at the door, he raised his watch to check the time: "You're late." He said displeased.

"Well, I encountered something temporarily today, I'm sorry." Qin Ze didn't explain much, and just admitted his mistake.

"Hmph!" Wang Yu snorted coldly. This person seemed to be the type whose temper would become very bad after drinking. He glared at Qin Ze, and then took a sword from the shelf.

It was the one Qin Ze picked yesterday.

Wang Yu threw the short sword to Qin Ze, and he took another sword casually.

"It's useless to just say I'm sorry, the rules of the Wang's Sword Gym, if you are late, you should pick up the coach Sanjian first!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Qin Ze directly.

Qin Ze didn't talk nonsense, took the short sword from Ling Kong, and put on an unprofessional posture.

He hadn't learned defense either, so his stance was naturally unprofessional, but Wang Yu didn't care about it, and suddenly made the first move, and slashed towards Qin Ze with a sword.

Qin Ze's pupils constricted and he rushed to block, but the opponent's sword suddenly accelerated halfway, breaking through Qin Ze's defense and hitting his arm.

Yesterday's wooden sword was broken by Qin Ze, so now Wang Yu is holding a model of a long sword. Although it is wrapped in rubber, it still hurts when hit.

With this kind of sword skill, it seems that Wang Yu didn't use his full strength yesterday.

Just like that, the second sword came one after another, Qin Ze still didn't defend himself, that feeling was very strange, obviously his reaction and perception could already predict the path of the opponent's weapon, but because of the posture of holding the sword, There is also a reason for the muscles and joints, so there is no way to block the opponent in the first place.

So he was hit hard again, if he hadn't had enough physique, these two blows would have made him burst into tears in pain.

No wonder there are no students for being so ruthless.

Immediately afterwards, the third sword followed, and this sword was even more tricky. Qin Ze knew that he would definitely not be able to catch it.

So at this moment, his brain made an extremely rational offensive and defensive conversion, that is, if he can't stop it, just don't block it.

So, Qin Ze actually put on the pose of 'New Year's greetings swordsmanship'.

In an instant, the two swords were slashing towards each other from two different directions. Wang Yu saw Qin Ze abandon the defense and attack, and a hint of surprise flashed in his drunken eyes.

"This kid, in terms of talent alone, is indeed a talent."

However, talents belong to talents. After all, Qin Ze is just a beginner who just started yesterday. Naturally, Wang Yu would not care about the opponent's sword. The sword still didn't let go, and chopped towards Qin Ze's shoulder.

However, in the next instant, Wang Yu's pupils trembled violently.

Because under his gaze, the sword in Qin Ze's hand suddenly surpassed his sight, leaving only an afterimage.

"I'm stupid! So fast?!"

He didn't even have time to react. His instinct of practicing swords all the time surpassed his thinking at this moment, and Wang Yu gave up the attack directly, and turned his body drastically.

Whoosh——the sword almost rubbed against the tip of his nose.

too fast.

Even Wang Yu thought that if he didn't give up the attack immediately, it might be Qin Ze who hit the opponent first!

If this is true, it will hurt for at least a week. Where will I put my coach's face?

And didn't Qin Ze just learn this trick yesterday?How could he use it to such an extent today?
In fact, Wang Yu still judges Qin Ze as an ordinary middle school student, but in fact, Qin Ze's current attributes are 30% higher than that of a normal adult in all aspects.

Whether it's responsiveness, control, muscle mass, or hearing, smell, and perception.

The joint reaction produced by the addition of these attributes is not just a simple conversion like "one person is worth 1.3 people".

Think about it, if a weightlifter is also good at kickboxing, how terrible it is!

Then he is also good at sprinting, high jumping, swimming, shooting, walking on stilts, tightrope walking, and even playing Rubik's cube
That's pretty much what it feels like.

What's more, last night, Qin Ze was hacked with an armored knight with real swords and guns. Of course, the life-and-death confrontation is not comparable to ordinary swordsmanship training.

The drunkenness in Wang Yu's eyes was completely wiped out by this sword, and he stared blankly at Qin Ze
"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Wang Yu said, he forcibly suppressed his shock, unwilling to admit that he was frightened by the other party just now.

Qin Ze didn't talk nonsense, and said lightly: "The three swords are finished, today I want to learn defense."

Wang Yu nodded quickly,

In the next few hours, Qin Ze began to wholeheartedly learn the blocking technique from Wang Yu.

And blocking this kind of thing is not like attacking, it requires moves, it is more like a state of concentration, or a passive skill.

Through sword stance, muscle memory, and mastery of the weapon.

Four hours later, Qin Ze finally sat down on the ground exhausted.

In this class, in order to let him master the feeling of defense and the feedback of the collision between weapons, Wang Yu really chopped him off for 4 hours. It took a lot of effort.

But fortunately, through this kind of almost cruel training, Qin Ze has also mastered the skills and feeling of weapon parry.

If he is now allowed to slash against an opponent whose strength is similar to his own, such as the zombie guard before, he is confident that he can block 20% - 30% of the opponent's attacks.

Of course, if only one of the strength or speed is higher than yourself, then the blocking effect will plummet.

After resting for a while, Qin Ze finally regained some strength.

He stood up and put his schoolbag on his back, just like yesterday, completely ignoring the ways of the world, and said: "Thank you for your advice, I'm going back."

Then he walked towards the gate of the sword hall.

He had to go back and burn the paper, and he didn't know what was going to happen.

And Wang Yu stood quietly in the center of the sword hall, looking at his hands.

After a night of practice, he had cut that kid Qin Ze countless times. Now that he let go of the sword, he felt his palms start to tingle and swell.

He didn't know what he was thinking, just stared blankly at the red palm, motionless.

Until the door of the sword hall was pushed open by Qin Ze, there was a soft sound of the door hinge turning.

Suddenly, a trace of reckless determination flashed in Wang Yu's eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute!" he yelled.

"What's wrong?" Qin Ze turned around and asked.

"There will be a swordsmanship competition in half a month, are you interested in participating?"

"Huh?" Qin Ze was taken aback.

[Your coach suddenly mentioned a swordsmanship competition to you without thinking, you are going to:]

[Option [-]: Promise, this is a good thing, there must be prizes if there is a competition]

[Option [-]: Reject, are you crazy? You are new to swordsmanship, so you are allowed to participate in the competition?Been laughed at in the past? 】

[Option [-]: What will happen in half a month, let’s talk about it in a few days, don’t worry about it]

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