mandatory military uniform

But, for some reason, Ling Tianen feels very familiar with this person...

"Please."

Before Ling Tianen could find out who this person was, the boy named Louis said something.

Because this is an informal game, Louis acts as a referee under the stage.

He looked lightly at No.1 who had been observing him from behind the mask. Judging from the reactions of the two boys at the beginning, it was obvious that [No.1] had ordered this competition.

People who can say the same in the Western Sword Club can probably be counted on five fingers. At the same time, with this height and body shape...

A faint ray of light flashed in the black eyes, and the corners of the clear lips seemed to be curved.

It turned out to be [him].

"Are both parties ready?"

Seeing that both of them stood still, Louis asked a question.

Ding one by one

Points of swords that meet.Not only are the two people in the duel greeting each other, but it is also equivalent to a signal to the referee.

"start!"

ding ding ding ding one by one

As soon as he heard [Start], Ling Tianen's sword was devoid of any emotion, and he attacked the opponent like a storm.

His reaction somewhat surprised the other party, but that surprise was also fleeting.

Compared to Ling Tianen's fierce offensive!Although the opponent's swordsmanship can be seen to be well-guided and educated, every attack is extremely sinister, not only attacking from tricky angles, but also very good at sneak attacks.

Apart from the fact that the man didn't expect Ling Tianen to have such a big reaction in the first few seconds and was slightly at a disadvantage, the attack from behind was almost getting tighter and tighter.

Ding one by one

Blocking the opponent's stabbing sword from the side, Ling Tianen imitated the opponent's sneak attack routine and attacked towards his weaker right side.

Knowing that [he] knows most swordsmanship, but he didn't expect [he] to be a master. Ling Tianen unknowingly displayed seven or eight levels of strength in this sword.

(interesting.)

I didn't expect Ling Tianen to walk into the Western Sword Club inexplicably, and I didn't expect him to be proficient in Western Swords... While avoiding Ling Tianen's attack, the man in the black swordsmanship suit raised his lips.

[Ling Tianen], is there anything else I don't know about you?

ding ding one by one

After easily defusing the sword from the right, the man followed his force and directly attacked Ling Tianen's right wrist.

Zheng one by one

The sharp tip of the sword made a crisp clanging sound.

Although Western swords are no better than swords in martial arts, there is no such thing as a sword edge, and only the sharp tip of the sword can really cause danger. However, because the entire body of the Western sword is very sharp, if you don't pay attention, it may still damage the vulnerable parts of the opponent's body. Cause great damage.Therefore, unknowingly put away the temptation, the man just wants to make a quick decision.

"……Humph."

Seeing the opponent's plan, Ling Tianen deftly dodged the sword, and met the sharp point of the opponent's sharp sword with the blade of the sword.

clang one by one

Both sides took a step back, the tip of the sword collided with the body of the sword, and a string of bright silver sparks burst out.

"Who's the one in the white clothes? He's pretty awesome?"

"This...is it a foul?"

Staring blankly at the extremely fierce battle on the stage, at some point, the members of the Western Sword Club, who had been in their respective practice rooms and didn't even bother to come out, showed up under the stage one after another.

To be honest, they are all top-notch masters in western swordsmanship. Of course, they can't fail to see that this match on the stage has broken away from the category of "competition", and it seems to be a bit of a rivalry.

"Well, actually..."

The action of attacking the opponent's right wrist just now was already considered a foul, but Ling Tianen neither signaled to the referee nor did the lord intend to stop. Naturally, it was not easy for Louis to interrupt the confrontation between the two, so he had to stand under the stage to do it. A [arbitration] that is in name only.

Jingle——

Although Ling Tianen didn't know the rules of Western swords very well after defusing the opponent's sword that was about to attack his left wrist, no matter how you look at it, it is a foul to attack the opponent's wrist again and again. Bar?

The black eyes under the white swordsmanship helmet flickered slightly, and the hand holding the sword deliberately sold a gap again. As expected, the opponent who seized the opportunity stabbed at his wrist again without thinking.

Ding one by one

The tip of the sword collided with the body of the sword, making another harsh metallic sound.

understood.

From the looks of it, [he] doesn't seem to be reconciled until he beats himself down, doesn't he?

Looking at the eyes behind the opponent's fencing helmet with a half-smile, the corners of his lips under the fencing helmet slightly curved.

Alright, since you're going to foul, I'll stick with you to the end!

With a flick of the finger holding the hilt of the sword, a black object fell from the stage in a short while.

"Huh?! This... what is this?"

"This thing should be a sword handle, right?!"

He stared dumbfounded at the white-clothed swordsman on the stage who didn't stop moving at all, and off the stage, more and more members of the Western Sword Club were all dumbfounded.

"He, he doesn't even want the hilt?!"

"Is he crazy?"

Turning a deaf ear to the discussions under the stage, he waved the bare western sword in his hand in satisfaction. Since he clearly wanted to foul, he might as well make a more thorough foul. Anyway, he had long thought that this kind of western sword, which is heavy on the top and light on the bottom, was not pleasing to the eye. up.

Whether it is a [sword] or a [whip] Western sword, Ling Tianen feels that the modified Western sword is much easier to use than before.

He easily met the opponent's slashing sword, and was too lazy to entangle with the opponent. This time, before the opponent launched an attack, Ling Tianen bullied him.

Without the hilt in the way, the tip of the sword in Ling Tianen's hand protruded out like a spirit snake. The sharp sword tip swayed past the opponent's sword body, and directly attacked the sword in the opponent's hand.

ding ding.

It was still the sound of the sword point colliding with the sound of the sword. To be honest, it was really difficult to use the Western sword to play against Ling Tianen.Taking a step back, the man wanted to find a motive to avoid his fierce attack, but at this moment, the wrist of the left hand holding the sword was slightly numb because it bumped into the hilt of the opponent's attacking sword.

Feeling incredible that he underestimated the speed of his sword, the man loosened his five fingers holding the sword a little.

Ding one by one

Taking advantage of this gap, the sword in Ling Tianen's hand slanted to pick up the man's loose sword. For a moment, there was only a clear and clear sound of [Kang Dang——], the Western sword that was originally firmly held in the hand of the man in black kendo suit, It actually drew a very beautiful arc, loosened from the man's hand, and fell on the wooden floor of the stage!

Qi Qi's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide to see this unbelievable scene. None of the members of the Western Sword Club standing under the stage watching the battle could recover from this realization.

The sword, the sword is actually out of hand!

Even laymen who have never practiced swords know what this means. Looking at this scene in disbelief, the rich young men who were talking about it just now fell silent.

Ignoring the stunned crowd in the audience, Ling Tianen didn't let the man go just because the western sword in the opponent's hand fell off. The point of the bright sword pointed straight at the opponent's throat, and Ling Tianen paused every word.

"you lose."

"Ah."

He didn't show the slightest embarrassment because of being pointed at by him with a sword, and also took off his swordsmanship helmet, revealing the man's handsome face.

Yinglan's eyes were full of strange brilliance, and the corners of her graceful lips did not show any displeasure because of the sentence "You lost" just now. On the contrary, the corners of the man's bright red lips were very happy, and they were full of interest. .

Sure enough, it was Emio.

In fact, you can guess with your toes, who can make this group of high-sighted noble young masters bow their heads, look at the whole school, who else can there be except Emio?

"..."

Immediately feeling quite bored, Ling Tianen was about to throw away the modified [Western Sword] in his hand. Anyway, he didn't really want to join the Western Sword Club, but just wanted to see how strong [No.1] was.Now that he saw it now, Ling Tianen planned to leave.

Who knows, the moment he was about to throw away the sword one by one

He grabbed the sword and pointed at his own sword tip, and Emio pulled him over, ignoring that the sword tip might pierce his throat at any time.

"Get in touch with me again, baby." A soft, deep voice rang clearly in my ears.