Cold weapons are a man's romance

"Just because you want to inherit the mantle of 'Caesar'? Did you ask me 'Augustus'?"

Roman stared at the boy, and the boy stared at him.The others hooked their shoulders and watched them with great interest. If each of them were given two light sticks, they would look like a group of support groups waiting for the concert to start.

"...Who are you?" Roman asked.

The boy smiled: "Ha! Didn't Cesar mention me to you? It must be because you are too insignificant to know my name at all!"

"No, seriously, who are you?"

The crowd of onlookers chattered.

"He's August."

"Cesar's student."

"Called himself 'Augustus.'"

Then someone suddenly said "Slay the little prince from the sky", and everyone burst into laughter at the same time.

The death punk style Roman emperor was blushed by the onlookers, and shouted angrily: "Don't call me that! Roman, today I'm going to beat the shit out of you and let you know your status!"

Roman waved his hand tolerantly: "I admit defeat, I've only just started learning, and I can't compare to yours."

"Are you afraid?" August trembled, "You are worthy of being Cesar's student with your guts? Sure enough, only I can inherit the name of Caesar, no, one day I will even be Caesar I am defeated!"

——How should I put it, this person... is so annoying!

Roman just wants to practice the Meyer Cube in peace and quiet, why does this kind of person always jump out to disturb him?Could it be that there is some kind of strange fragrance exuding from him?

"Let's compete with him, Roman!" the crowd booed.

"I'm not wearing a brace."

"Let me borrow one!"

A few people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal even rushed to get the protective gear when August just entered the door.Their cries attracted people from the equipment area.There were more and more spectators, and even the staff put down their work and came to join in the fun.Roman is no match, and this group of people will never stop.

"Understood, then I'll borrow it." Roman's head suddenly hurt.

He changed into the protective gear he borrowed, and when he returned to the practice room, the audience had consciously formed a circle and vacated the venue.Seeing how skillful they are in cooperating with each other, it is probably not the first time that they have made trouble like this.

August was eager to try, and he jumped slightly with his long sword to warm up.He was short, and a sword of the same length looked extraordinarily large in his hand. Roman was worried that he would poke his toe.

"Come on!" The little death punk emperor shook his long sword smartly, "For the sake of you being a beginner, I will give you a break. According to the swordfish rules, you win if the score is the same. Do you have any opinions? "

"Yes!" said Roman. "What are the Swordfish Rules?"

"Ha! Didn't Cesar teach you?" August laughed arrogantly. "It must be that he thinks you have no chance to compete in Swordfish anyway, so don't want to waste your time!"

"But you haven't been to the swordfish competition either." A bystander ruthlessly pointed out August's loopholes.

August jumped up like a bursting teapot. "I, I haven't been there because I'm underage! I'll be there next year!"

People were amused by his fried hair.Lindsay was also in the crowd, and she suppressed a smile and said to Roman: "Don't pay attention to him. The Swordfish rules are the rules of the Swedish Swordfish Championship. A round is limited to 3 minutes, as long as one of the parties scores 10 points, or When the time runs out, the round ends. Easy to understand, right?"

"Wait, how is the score calculated?"

"Hits to the head and torso are worth 3 points, and hits to other parts are worth 2 points. One-handed hits are only worth 2 points no matter where they hit. After a confrontation, the scorer will subtract the scores of both sides and only record The final score. Simultaneous hits also count, but more than two simultaneous hits will lose 1 point each."

Roman can hardly stab with one hand, so just ignore this part.It's just that the rule of no points for simultaneous hits confuses him a bit. In an epee match, if both sides hit each other within a quarter of a second, then both sides count as a hit.Is it to punish suicide tactics in the pawn-hitting game that hits at the same time do not score?

Lindsay set a three-minute countdown on her phone.Roman put on his mask and raised his sword.Upon Lindsay's order, he assumed the same roof pose as August.When playing against Cesar, it is most common to start with this posture, and he has formed a habit.

August took a step forward to the right and roared:

"Look at the move! Sky Edge Slash!"

——Why does he attack and call out the name of his move like the anime protagonist? !Roman thought that this kind of person only existed in animation, but he didn't expect to see a living one in reality!Art really comes from life, and he will never say that animation is fake again!

The long sword slashed down.At the same time, the boy's chest opened wide.

Roman sent forward, and the tip of the sword pierced August's chest.

But August didn't stop because of this, he turned his wrist and still slashed at Roman's head.At the end of the confrontation, the two sides retreated to the edge of the field.

Lindsay raised her hands: "Roman 3 points, August 3 points."

"Eh?!" Roman was terrified, "Obviously I hit him first, why can he score?"

"Hahaha, Cesar didn't teach you anything!" August laughed triumphantly, "The swordfish rules support counterattacks, and if one side hits the other side's counterattack within one beat, you can also score. "

"Why, why is there such a strange rule?"

If the fighting was an imitation of a medieval armed duel, then one side should die after being hit by the sword.How could a dead man possibly score?It's not a zombie!

Lindsay said: "In reality, if you stab the enemy, the enemy may not die immediately. They may be able to fight back. That's why the rules of the game support counterattack. But if you hit the head first, the counterattack will be invalid."

This strange rule made Roman immediately confused.Simultaneous hits count as points, but counterattacks count as points?The world of Bing Chi is so complicated, he stepped into it without thinking, it really is too naive.But the rules are formulated like this, so he has no choice but to abide by them.

If you hit the head first, the counterattack is invalid?It seems that in the eyes of the people who made the rules, a hit to the head is equivalent to instant death, and players are encouraged to attack the high-scoring parts.

Now that he understands the rules, Roman will not make the same mistake again.Wouldn't it be enough to just hit August's head, or dodge or block a counterattack after hitting another part?Roman took a deep breath and regrouped.

August once again started with the roof.

"Look at me! Sky Edge Slash!"

——Again? !Did he think the same trick could succeed twice?

Roman blocks August's sword.

A chuckle came from under the blue-haired boy's mask.

He kept the two swords sticking together, rolled the blade, and stabbed Roman's chest.Roman backed away immediately, but the blade still brushed his upper arm.

"August hits. August 5, Roman 2."

Roman stared at the little death punk emperor in disbelief.This "New Year's Greeting Swordsmanship Tianbian Slash", which he regarded as a useless move, could actually defeat him twice in a row?No wonder those onlookers called August the "Little Prince of Slashing the Sky". He has mastered this trick and deserved this title!

"Come again!" Roman gritted his teeth.

"You know how powerful I am! I want to convince you to lose!" August swung his sword down, "Sky Edge Slash!"

The blade of the sword seemed to fall from the sky, and its momentum was like a rainbow!

In the blink of an eye, Roman thought of a countermeasure.

If you attack his flaws, you will be counterattacked; if you block the attack, you will be found by him again.Then just take his sword in a clean way!

Roman quickly went from rooftop to crown.The long sword stood straight in front of him, like a knight saluting.

He took August's sword.Unlike last time, this time he followed with the gauntlet.The gauntlet blocked the blue-haired boy's sword, preventing him from moving forward.All that's left to do is pin his sword to the side, and...

Then what?

For a moment when Roman was in a daze, August rolled the edge of the sword, circled to the other side of the sword, and cut towards Roman's wrist.

"August hits! August 7, Roman 2."

Roman gasped heavily.

The body under the armor is almost soaked.

Knee pricks like needles.

He was defeated by the same move three times in a row, even in the world-class fencing arena, he never lost so badly.

What a formidable enemy!Roman was so excited that he couldn't stand still!

"Okay! That's it!"

A familiar voice came between them.

The dazzling silver hair is like a pool of flowing mercury, slowly flowing out from the airtight crowd of onlookers.

With a bag of bread in his arms, Cesar pushed away those who were in the way and walked into the arena.

"I just went out to buy some bread, why did you come back?" He looked at August in surprise.

"I'm also a member of the club, why can't I come?"

"Strange, I clearly remember that you were in a band? Did I accidentally travel to a parallel time and space when I walked into the bakery?"

"Does playing a band conflict with sword practice?!" August frowned.

"You don't work on your band well, why are you running here? Bullying newcomers again?"

"The swordsman thing, how can it be considered bullying? It's your new student who is so useless!"

Cesar touched his lower lip: "He has only learned swords for a few days? What about you? After learning from me for so many years, you still only know how to cut the sky with one move. You have lost my face."

"This is different! My Skyrim Slash is a powerful Skyrim Slash!"

"Heh, how dare you say it, Roman's crown pose is completely guarded against. If he doesn't know how to grapple, you can just wait on your knees and beg for mercy."

August refused to accept: "I can also use the grappling technique to fight back! I have researched it!"

"Really? Then you and Roman will practice again from the previous move."

Cesar turned to Roman: "Come on, try to grab his sword empty-handed, or subdue him by bumping, wrestling, or scuffling."

Roman nodded.He felt the sweat run into his mouth and tasted salty and bitter.He took a step back and raised his sword.The knee hurt again.

Without thinking about it, Cesar dropped the bread, and rushed towards him with a stride, quickly grasping his armpit with quick eyes and hands.

"Roman! Are you okay?!"

A donut rolled to his feet and stopped.