If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Later, the students in that cold weapons course recalled that it was a battle like a liger and a tiger. When the two opposing people moved at the same time, an evil wind blew in all directions, and every student raised his head. I felt suffocated and couldn't help but retreat again and again!

Caesar's speed exceeded everyone's imagination. Only a few people saw clearly the process of him bursting from zero to full speed. The distance of less than three meters was shortened to zero in half a blink of an eye. This was a rush attack, but It was completely in line with the art of war of being first and first. Although he moved, the sword was still hidden in his robe and he always maintained one step ahead!

This method of hiding knives is mostly seen in Assassin assassins. Assassins are always good at hiding weapons on their bodies and will never reveal the edge of the weapon until the last moment. Of course, they can hide daggers, shurikens, and poisonous needles. Hide a bamboo sword! The core point of the Assassin School, which is known as the assassin's killing technique, has never changed, that is, killing with one strike, hiding the knife, rising up, and killing, all in one go!

Isshin Miyamoto had always misunderstood that Caesar was not just a noble son with a bloodline advantage. The Gattuso family's reputation in Italy had always been based on their mixed race, and they were regarded as the future of the Gattuso family. Caesar has also studied the art of killing, and all his teachers are the leaders and strongest of any school. In other words, Caesar Gattuso has been trained by the top tacticians since he was a child!

With the best bloodline and the best fighting qualities, can this knife successfully hit?

When everyone was sweating, Lin Nian blinked and his eyes were fixed on Miyamoto Isshin.

The head of the Kendo Department has been visiting Kassel Academy for more than three years. He has experienced hundreds of big and small battles. He has studied both practical and theoretical skills. It can be said that there is no one in this room whose practical experience can exceed the average by several times. That can only be Gong. Ben was determined.

Facing such a swift and violent attack, Miyamoto Isshin's eyes were as big as bells, with Caesar's limbs clearly reflected in his pupils. Now even if water splashes on his eyes, he will not close them. moment!

When the distance between the two instantly reduced to zero, Miyamoto was moved. He did not choose to draw his sword but quickly retreated to dodge, because Caesar's bamboo sword was still hidden in the dark, and no one was willing to give up the opportunity. Both of them are waiting for the moment when the other party reveals his flaws.

If this was a wide place, then this would be a tug-of-war. However, due to positioning issues, Miyamoto Isshin was on the side with his back to the wall. He was only five meters away from hitting the wall. At the speed at which they were stretching the distance, it was only a matter of one step to cross the five meters. A matter of seconds!

Miyamoto Isshin stopped retreating just before he hit the wall. He shortened his body and held the sword in one hand with his right hand, and swung a horizontal slash with the momentum of splitting mountains and rocks!

The first one to draw the sword was Isshin Miyamoto!

Without hesitation, Caesar ducked down to avoid the horizontal slash. The strong wind blew across his head and even blew away a few strands of blond hair. He pulled out the hidden bamboo sword and launched an offensive. The chosen method of attack was a straight thrust. , the target is directed at Miyamoto Isshin's heart!

At this time, the students in the gym exclaimed, and even Lin Nian couldn't help but marvel.

But they were not amazed at how fast Caesar's thrust was, but they were shocked by how genius Miyamoto Isshin's response was.

Perhaps most people know that Caesar's speed and strength are given by the 'A' grade blood, but Miyamoto Isshin, an exchange student of the Japanese branch, is also a rare 'A' grade hybrid! His strength and speed are no worse than the former! And the actual combat experience is several times that of the former!

Suddenly, Caesar suddenly heard the sound of wind coming towards him while he was concentrating. He instantly moved his sight that was locked on the opponent's heart, and suddenly another bamboo sword appeared in his peripheral vision!

A bamboo sword that would never appear here and slash at him!

Miyamoto Isshin's horizontal slash was clearly missed by him as he ducked and evaded it. How could he possibly strike a second time at this moment? Could it be that the other party hid two bamboo swords?

This ghost-like bamboo sword slashed at the left side of Caesar's neck. He twisted his hand and rolled to the side to force the thrust into a block. A heavy slash as heavy as a mountain hit the bamboo sword and knocked him away. He went out and rolled on the ground three times before he stopped.

"Good reaction!" Isshin Miyamoto praised loudly, and his voice resounded throughout the gym. This was not a mockery or provocation. In competitive sports such as basketball or football, when either side plays a great shot, the spectators will be surprised. Even the opposing parties in the field can't help but praise him. This is pure appreciation for excellent skills!

Caesar half-crouched on the ground holding a bamboo sword and locked eyes with Miyamoto Isshin, but he did not notice that there were two bamboo swords in the opponent's hands. So how did he swing this horizontally slashing bamboo sword?

"It's a feint." Lin Nian on the side couldn't help but tell the answer.

From the perspective of a bystander, it was extremely clear that Miyamoto Isshin released his right hand at the moment when he swung the horizontal slash. The bamboo sword followed the pull of gravity and fell into his left hand. His right hand was holding the air and violently slashed horizontally. He went out, but even so, everyone was deceived in an instant. It felt as if Miyamoto Isshin really held an invisible bamboo sword, and slashed the air above Caesar's head, letting out a sharp whistle. Voice!

It was at this time that Lin Nian suddenly recalled why he made an "avoidance" action for no reason when he first met Miyamoto Isshin at the banquet that night at the Anbo Pavilion, because he instinctively felt this The Japanese man "draws a sword" on himself, and his brain chooses to dodge without any reaction! This is why Miyamoto calls Lin Nian a "savage"-like guy, because only savages who survive in nature can be keen enough to detect all murderous intentions and threats.

Caesar, who had distanced himself several meters away, looked at Miyamoto Isshin without saying a word. Even he, the person involved, felt for a moment that a sword was really slashing over his head. If he didn't squat down to avoid it, it would be inevitable. The head fell to the ground, but in fact the opponent's real first blow was the diagonal slash from the bamboo sword in his left hand, which went straight to Caesar's neck.

First, first, and finally fell from Caesar's hands into the hands of Miyamoto Isshin.

"Excellent, outstanding." Miyamoto stared at Caesar as if he had discovered a treasure. He believed that among all the enemies he had ever encountered, there were only a handful of people who could block this sword. In that case, after avoiding the false horizontal cut, all the opponent's energy will be focused on himself, thus ignoring the fatal knife cut from outside the field of vision.

But Caesar reacted and successfully blocked the sword, bringing the situation back to a draw!

"How did you notice my second sword? I thought this sword was in your blind spot two-thirds ago." Isshin Miyamoto asked, holding the bamboo sword.

"Voice." Caesar answered Miyamoto Isshin's question for the first time. It was also his first "dialogue" with Miyamoto Isshin.

"The sound of wind produced when the bamboo sword is swung?" Miyamoto understood: "In that case, you can actually rely on the sound of wind to judge that there is danger on the side? And without hesitation, you gave up the attack that you thought would kill and switched to blocking. ?”

"Visions can deceive, but sounds cannot." Caesar stood up and confronted Miyamoto again: "Continue."

"No need." Miyamoto said without raising the bamboo sword beside him: "This round is considered a draw."

"It's just because of the draw that we have to continue." Caesar frowned. Maybe he could tolerate regression in other things in life, but in terms of fighting, his pride would never allow a 'draw' to exist, at least with him. 'The person should also be his rival recognized by Caesar Gattuso! But it is obvious that Miyamoto Isshin is not worthy of his status as a strong rival.

"This is a cold weapons class, not a private fight after class. You are not the only student." Miyamoto said calmly.

Caesar paused and glanced sideways at Lin Nian and other students who were watching. After a moment, he put away his bamboo sword and turned away: "Let's find some time after class."

"I'm willing to accompany you." Miyamoto smiled and nodded.

The first duel between Miyamoto Isshin and Caesar Gattuso ended in a draw. No one felt regretful, because the duel itself was extremely exciting, and the game of "first, first, first" in an instant was unfavorable after the victory. If anyone else in the gym were to block in response to the attack, they would definitely be killed by Caesar or Miyamoto. They were the only two who could force the situation to such a situation.

"There is another challenge." Miyamoto looked at Lin Nian wholeheartedly, and the smile on his face became even more unrestrained.

Even Caesar Gattuso surprised him so much, so how exciting should Lin Nian be as a dinner dish?

"Is it my turn?" Lin Nian pointed at himself. After seeing that Caesar had indeed lost his will to fight, he nodded and stepped forward with his bamboo sword.

"Lin Niansang left a deep impression on me at the banquet that day. I will kill you as a real enemy." Miyamoto held a knife in his heart and looked at Lin Nian from three meters away. His eyes were full of silence.

"Please give me some advice." Lin Nian didn't say anything. He held the bamboo sword in his hand and stood straight at his side, bowing at a 90-degree angle.

Caesar, who was standing against the wall, took a look at Lin Nian's hands and feet and found no signs of trembling. He was not nervous or afraid, and his muscles relaxed naturally. He couldn't help but nodded, and his expectations for this duel were a little higher. Because he asked himself that even he was not in such good condition in previous duels.

Seeing Lin Nian's actions, Miyamoto also put down his bamboo sword and saluted in the same way: "Please give me more advice."

Lin Nian raised his head, holding a knife in his middle, with a calm expression. This was a habit he had developed in the children's palace exhibition competition. For him, the current scene of the gym, bamboo sword, and kendo was like another exhibition competition to make a living. No nerves or excitement.

Everyone is looking forward to the confrontation between Lin Nian and Miyamoto Isshin. If I remember correctly, this is the first actual battle for 'S' class students at Kassel Academy. What will be the result? Defeat? A draw or an unexpected victory?

But no matter what, this will definitely be an extremely exciting battle between dragons and tigers!

"In actual combat, I don't like to go first." Lin Nian said, "So I'll attack first."

After saying that, Lin Nian took a step forward.

*

"The medium cappuccino has less sugar, the small mocha has toffee."

In the coffee shop, the blond waiter put two hot drinks on the table in front of the two girls with a picky smile.

It was 10:30 in the morning, and Lin Xian and Mandy were sitting in the coffee shop, spending a good morning time.

"Mandy, I'm sorry to cost you money again." Lin Xian moved the cappuccino in front of him on the right side of the wooden table.

Mandy picked up the spoon and stirred the coffee and waved her hand: "Anyway, I was the one who asked you to come out to drink coffee. It won't be too late for you to buy me a drink when the school pays your salary at the end of the month."

"That's settled." Lin Xian smiled and nodded.

"Actually, the main reason I wanted to drink coffee with you today is to ask you a few questions." Mandy put her hand on her chin, stirring the coffee and looking sideways at the Christmas tree erected in the cafe. Several couples of students in school uniforms were sitting under the tree. Next, listen to the soothing piano music in the cafe while holding a drink.

"what is the problem?"

"It's about Lin Nian." Mandy turned around and said, "Didn't I tell you about the war practice class before?"

"Ah, what happened to that matter? Is there any new news?" Lin Xian concentrated on spreading the raffia on the cappuccino.

"Well, that's right. I overheard some information from my instructor about this freshman war practice class." Mandy nodded.

"You came here specifically to see me. Could it be that this course is more dangerous than before?" Lin Xian raised his head.

"Yes." Mandy said: "Instructor Manstein said that the Executive Department recently discovered a foreign assignment that is very suitable for war practice courses. This course will most likely be advanced. I don't know what the specific mission is. But the instructor mentioned that it is likely to be actual combat!"

"Freshmen also need to participate in actual combat?"

"It's hard to say, because it is related to how the execution department assigns the freshmen's positions in the task, but what is certain is that this task assignment will have several freshmen who may come into contact with dangerous people!" Mandy's eyes were full of worry: " Junior brother is now definitely going to participate in this war practice class. I'm afraid that his 'S'-class bloodline is too obvious, and the executive department will put him in a dangerous position. That's why I want to remind you to let him Be prepared for everything.”

"Are you talking about fighting practice?" Lin Xian stopped stirring the flowers in his hand.

"Yes." Mandy really didn't want to say the word "combat practice" because she knew very well what kind of things the commissioners faced during the mission of the executive department. When students encountered those things, it was not a 'fight' kind of thing. An understatement can get by.

Perhaps the word 'fight' is more suitable for the current context.

But unexpectedly, Lin Xian shook his head and said, "That's probably nothing to worry about."

"What?" Mandy was stunned.

"He has always been very good at fighting." Lin Xian blew his latte art and took a sip of cappuccino.

"No, it's not something you can rest assured if you're good at fighting." Mandy rubbed her temples, thinking about how to euphemistically express the "danger" she wanted to convey.

"To be honest, I'm really worried about him about the war practice class, but there is a saying that that brat seems to have never suffered a loss in conflicts with others. At least I know that he has fought so many times without telling me. I have never lost." Lin Xian put down his cup and took a breath: "Didn't you all use the word 'excellent' to describe him when you recruited him? I thought you knew his situation very well."

"We all use the word 'excellent' for mixed-race students." Mandy couldn't help but take the initiative to expose the ugliness of the admissions office: "Anyway, I know that the junior brother just has more developed motor nerves and faster reactions."

"How fast?" Lin Xian asked.

"How do I know this?" Mandy shook her head.

"I know." Lin Xian sighed: "You know, I have always been opposed to him learning swordsmanship."

"Why? If he learns kendo, can't he still make a living and reduce your previous financial pressure?" Mandy was puzzled.

"If you have been with him day and night for several years like me, you will probably understand my thoughts. For a while, I opposed him learning any self-defense skills because I thought it was too dangerous." Lin Xian turned to look at the academy outside the glass window. Stone path among green woods says: "Danger to others."

"This." Mandy was a little stunned.

"Because there are times when even I can't help but think that what's hiding under my brother's skin is actually not a person, but a monster." Lin Xian stared blankly at the messy colors in the cup: "Let Is he learning techniques like Kendo and Sanda for self-defense? I always feel that he is in danger when he goes out with a bamboo sword. For him, further training is dangerous - there will be a danger of killing someone by mistake one day. .”

"Is my junior brother really that dangerous?" Mandy found it difficult to connect the word Lin Nian in her impression of handsome and harmless Lin Nian with a monster.

"It's very dangerous, extremely dangerous, so I once asked him to tolerate it outside as long as he could, and avoid it when he should, because instead of worrying about him, what we should actually worry about is the lives of the people who conflict with him, because no matter who it is, As long as people stand against Lin Nian, their lives will be absolutely threatened!" Lin Xian said softly.

"But everyone in our college is not an ordinary person. After so many days, you should understand what a mixed race is? Don't look at me so slim. I can touch the basketball hoop even when I jump with all my strength!" Did Mandy cheer up? How big a bicep explains.

"Of course I know the physical condition of your mixed-race species. I have been referring to relevant literature and papers these days. There are many reports and papers in your library on the physical limits of mixed-race species." Lin Xian nodded: "I admit it. You do have amazing physical fitness compared to ordinary people. Compared with ordinary people, you are crushed in almost all aspects. But this is only compared to ordinary people. Lin Nian is an exception."

Mandy froze again.

Lin Xian shook his head and looked directly into Mandy's eyes: "With all due respect, based on my understanding of him, most of the mixed-races in this college are almost as weak as ordinary people in front of him!"

"No, do you have any misunderstandings about hybrids?" Mandy said anxiously: "Take me as an example. I am a black belt in karate and have also studied kendo. I got an 'A' in the cold weapon class in my sophomore year. Just imagine if I faced my junior brother with a real sword."

"You will die." Lin Xian said.

"I" Mandy choked.

Lin Xian nodded calmly and said, "You will be killed face to face."

*

ceiling.

Miyamoto saw the ceiling.

Why can I see the ceiling? Miyamoto was thinking about this problem in a hazy state.

Oh, by the way, because I was lying on the ground, I could see the ceiling.

After being confused for a long time, Isshin Miyamoto finally figured this out.

There was silence in the gym. No one realized what happened. Everyone looked at each other blankly.

Only one person could barely see what was happening, and that person was Caesar.

Caesar stared blankly at Lin Nian who was standing in the field and Isshin Miyamoto who was lying on his back on the ground. His mind was rapidly trying to reconstruct everything that had happened in that flash of lightning.

Lin Nian stepped forward, and then Miyamoto fell down in response.

Step, fall to the ground.

Wait, what about drawing the sword? What about the process of drawing the knife?

Caesar searched his memory again and pieced together all the scenes he had just seen, but there was still no movement of Lin Nian pulling out his bamboo sword and slashing people.

Lin Nian stepped forward, and then Miyamoto fell to the ground. This was the whole process he saw.

Including the students in the entire gym, no one saw Lin Nian's action clearly. Even in the previous duel between Caesar and Miyamoto Isshin, they could understand it roughly and exclaimed, but in this duel, , everyone was dead silent without making the slightest sound.

Because no one understands how this battle started and how it ended.

Lin Nian stepped forward, and then Miyamoto Isshin fell to the ground. The process in between seemed to have been deleted and did not exist.

Yan Ling?

Impossible, no one can release the spirit of speech under the 'commandments', this is a law that everyone knows.

That leaves only one explanation that seems to work.

Speed, ultimate speed.

That was faster than the naked eyes of all the hybrids present! At this extreme speed, Lin Nian took action, hitting the target with his sword, and then Miyamoto fell to the ground.

Suddenly, many people looked at Lin Nian and thought of another person - Hilbert Jean Angers.

Known for its speed, it is as fast as a ghost.

If what happened in that moment was really due to speed, then how is Lin Nian different from that invisible ghost now?

Perhaps only Lin Nian himself knew what happened at that moment.

"I just drew my sword and chopped." Lin Nian looked up and noticed the confusion on everyone's faces and couldn't help but explain.

Then he looked down at Miyamoto Isshin, who had a red line left by a bamboo sword on his face, bowed seriously and said, "Process."

Miyamoto Isshin was silent for a while, then stood up and took a step back, bowed, raised his head, and stood up again holding his sword.

"One more sword," he said.

"Then another sword." Lin Nian nodded, then held the sword.