Sword and Magic and Taxi

After a big breakfast, the next class is the common language. Only then did Zhao Mai discover that the half-orc Solu could only speak, but he was not very good at reading and writing, and his biggest problem was that he didn't like learning to read and write.

In this respect, Zhao Mai surpassed the half-orcs by a lot, and the high-intensity, cramming learning method has long been a part of his life. Memorizing one hundred words a day is nothing to any Chinese student, even if it doubles the number, it is not unacceptable.

This is an essential part of learning to fit into a new world, but it's also probably the most boring part. Since the final text is all in Chinese, we should respect the author's great idea of ​​wanting to be lazy, and quickly skim this part.

Whether it's Earth or Golarion, whether it's human or half-orc, it's hard to arouse interest in pure cultural learning, but fighting is different. The Ranger family—including the animals he raised—didn't have the habit of taking a nap, so they didn't miss a minute after eating, and they started training martial arts.

The huge canopy of the ranger tree in the dense forest covered the noon sun, and there were only a few bright spots flickering on the grass, and the temperature under the shade of the tree was not very high. Zhao Mai rubbed his stomach, holding a spare tire shield in one hand, and a short purple stick in the other. One end of the stick was wrapped with thick cloth, and the weight was equal to that of the short spear.

The half-orc standing opposite him was holding two wooden knives, which were cut into a slightly curved arc. This is modeled after the ranger machete, all from Karl's craftsmanship. This wooden weapon will not cut or amputate a person, but it will not fall lightly on the flesh.

Solu kept rotating his wrist, taking the time to adapt to the feel of the weapon in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked at Mike, only to feel that there were flaws all over his body. Heavy footsteps, like petrified psoas muscles, dull eyes, this is obviously at the same level as the farmers in the village!

I think, if you go to the wilderness, you only need a kobold to overthrow you!

Zhao Mai's lingua franca is not that good, he can only understand some simple and commonly used words. So intermittently, he thought the orc was saying I...want...to... kobolds...

He knew that he might have heard it wrong, but at this moment Solu had already swooped forward with all his teeth and claws. A gust of cold air rushed straight from the tailbone to the top of his head, and he subconsciously raised his shield and closed his eyes.

Closing your eyes means giving up your ability to respond and deal with battlefield situations. Solu would not hit the shield stupidly at all, but turned a slight angle, and the two wooden knives slashed in Zhao Mai's ribs.

The piercing pain hit, and Zhao Mai was directly knocked to the ground. Such injuries are not fatal! The half-orc stepped forward and slashed down with the wooden knife again.

The grain reserve rushed over screaming, stood beside Zhao Mai's ear and grinned at the orc, with an appearance of loyally protecting the lord. Solu paused, his eyes narrowed, and he yelled three times. He was so scared that the food reserve didn't dare to speak, so he could only lean his butt on Zhao Mai's head, and kept baring his teeth at the orc.

Zhao Mai took a deep breath and stood up slowly. He looked at the half-orc, and couldn't restrain his anger: I'm not good at martial arts, that's because I haven't learned it since I was a child, and it's nothing to be taught and bullied, it's just tuition. But if you kid dare to bully my dog, then you can't do it! The food reserve can't even chew on the bones, and it's still a puppy, what's the point of scaring it?

If I was not forced by my parents to study when I was a child, but went to Shaolin Temple to learn to be a monk, your ability is not considered by Lao Tzu now. In Zhao Mai's heart, Solu at this time has been ravaged several times by the powerful Vajra Palm, the split-strength wrong-bone hand, the blood-melting magic skill, and the star-absorbing Dafa, and it seems that there is nothing terrible about it.

Ah Liang, just stay there and watch me show my power! Anyway, everyone except him can't understand Chinese, so no matter how much he brags, he won't blow it off.

Solu glanced at Karl, seeing that he had no special expression, he turned his head and watched Zhao Mai get up. This time he instinctively felt that the opponent's state was a little different from before. The half-orcs repeated their old tricks without warning, and launched a surprise attack with strides. The two knives in the hands launch slashes from the 7th and 3rd positions (do you still remember how to divide the positions? Think about the small computer keyboard).

This time Zhao Mai learned his lesson, and would never close his eyes again no matter what. He saw the sequence of the two sabers clearly, took a step diagonally and then blocked with his shield. Restricted by posture, the attacks launched by the two knives from opposite directions cannot continue at the same time. Only one of the knives can be turned and slashed continuously, and the other knife must be retracted and returned to the guard position. Zhao Mai's oblique movement forced Solu to turn accordingly in order to be able to form a continuous swing of the knife.

In fact, this has slowed down the speed of the double knife.

Karl, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, froze for a moment, he wasn't sure if this reaction was a coincidence or a fighting instinct. Yesterday he only taught the most basic parrying stances, nothing involving footwork. If Mike can still show a similar excellent reaction later, it can only show that he has a very high understanding of martial arts.

The two wooden knives hit the shield of the spare tire in turn, and the impact force disappeared. This is more uncomfortable than swinging a knife on a rock, because martial arts practitioners will subconsciously estimate the change of stress according to the battlefield situation, and use the additional force of the wrist and tiger's mouth to compensate for the shock. But the indestructible spare tire is different from ordinary shields. After the weapon is cut on it, not to mention the scars, it doesn't even make a sound. This means that all the energy acting on the spare tire has been completely bounced back, canceling out the impact force...

I was lucky enough to prepare for the shock, but found that there was nothing. Although it was much lighter than punching the wall, it was uncomfortable enough. There was a pause in Solu's movements. This was originally a good time to launch a counterattack, but Zhao Mai was inexperienced, and he couldn't see it or catch it. He would only prepare carefully for the next wave of attacks.

Carl sighed softly. He could see that Mike really didn't have much battlefield experience, and he couldn't even recognize the opponent's staggering footsteps. However, his movements of using the shield are quite satisfactory. It seems that yesterday's hard work was not in vain.

The double knives hit the spare tire shield continuously, no matter how much strength they used, they couldn't shake it at all. In fact, this has advantages and disadvantages, because Zhao Mai can't feel the vibration, so he has no way of knowing the changes in the opponent's strength, let alone distinguishing real moves from false moves, and can only respond to every slash mechanically.

After excluding the factors of strength and speed, what is left is purely technical response. Attacks from different areas and what postures they use are all covered in the decomposition speech of the old ranger Karl. What Zhao Mai has to do is to form the correct conditioned reflex, and then integrate it.

Wooden knives have gradually turned into numbers, martial arts have become equations, and combat skill training is a process of finding the optimal solution. This statement is somewhat biased, but it is the safest way for beginners. Even if the highest peak of martial arts is to win without moves and have moves, don't heroes have to start practicing from learning moves?

Half-orcs have natural advantages in terms of body, but Zhao Mai has a mind full of martial arts theories, and no one can do anything for a while.