The training stick can only be completed by simple casting. Dagon can't help other than pulling the bellows to generate molten iron faster. In the evening, Dagon already had twelve training spears, which is enough. He bid farewell to Marx and An, and kept him immersed in the mask making work.

There are still many data to calculate and many tests to complete, but Marx and Nen are very enthusiastic and don’t feel tired at all. If it weren’t for an appointment to train, Dagon really wanted to stay and help him, so that he could witness the birth of the first anti-arrow mask.

However, he could still tell the main and secondary. The arrow mask was designed for the "Fifteenth Pot Group" and not the other way around. Moreover, in the evening, the members of the Pot Group had to gather together. Everyone violated the school rules and pried open the door of the Pot Group's door, so that they could not return...

Well, there seems to be no good words to describe this matter, so let's just skip it. Dagon returned to the dormitory with a bundle of iron sticks and a bundle of hemp ropes, and then he saw Hanmodom sitting in front of his door, looking very worried.

"What's wrong? Someone decided to quit? Or did he not even have a day's confidentiality work?"

"Not either. I came to you and found you were not here, thinking you were back down. Now that you are here, there is nothing wrong with that." Hanmodom pretended to wipe off the sweat from his forehead and smiled. He said, "I have to bear the burden for a day, and everyone wants to do nothing else, and they are thinking about this in their hearts."

"Haha, the most uncomfortable thing to carry weight on the first day is, and it will gradually get better in the future." Dagon told a small lie. He was deceived by Tormond back then. "Where are people? I don't think there are bystanders around me. Should I start early?"

"Everyone is in my house. We all came over as soon as school is over. By the way, there is one more person. His martial arts are pretty good, and he hopes to pass the exam with his own abilities. However, he is very interested in our methods and is willing to abide by those agreements."

"Okay, welcome." Dagon said: "Are there any other Jiangu people in the martial arts class?"

"Only one is short, he doesn't want to come, no one can say it." Hanmodom shook his head, with a three-point disgust in his tone, and said, "He has always been very stubborn and does not listen to any opinions and suggestions. He is used to doing it. The shortness of the Canine Fortress in the North... The Jiangu people cannot get along with our southerners, and always feel that the southerners have abandoned their northerners. Forget it, it is unlucky not to mention this."

"If you all pass the exam, maybe he will change his opinion." Dagon said: "Since you are all there, I'll put down the stick and let's go now."

There were eight Jian Gu tribe heads in front of the pit No. 15, and everyone put their hands on the padlock of the door. When everyone was crowded together, the stairs in front of the pit were so large that they could hardly move. Dagon said: "If one person is not working hard, it is possible that they cannot pull the lock, and they may fall down together, which is embarrassing. I said one, two, three, when three appears, everyone works hard together and use all their strength."

"I thought it was smashed open." Hanmodom said, and several people glared at him and asked him to shut up.

"One, two," Dagon nodded violently: "Three!"

The lock was still intact, and the ring on the door was pulled down. Anyway, the door was opened, everyone opened it together, and everyone was witnessing it. A gust of wind blew, and the wooden door slowly opened a crack, and the slight creaking sound seemed to be a witness to everyone. Dagon reached out, pulled the door open, and walked in first.

Everyone followed him in one after another. Hanmodom, who stayed at the end, observed alertly and cautiously for a while, took out glue from his pocket and applied it to the lock, stuck it directly outside the door, and finally closed the door gently. In this way, if the person passing by occasionally did not observe carefully, he could not see that the lock was useless, which was also a kind of cover.

"This is the weapon we want to use," Dagon knew that everyone's time is precious, so he went straight to the topic. "I studied the weapons used by elves, calculated their length, and took into account the height, arm length and speed of the elves. I thought that the spear of this length was the most suitable. If you want to use it well, you need to cooperate with some footwork. I teach you without reservation, and I hope you practice hard without reservation."

Dagon picked up a spear and let everyone make room a little easier. Hanmodom and everyone pushed all the furniture in the house to the corner of the wall, and if they could be stacked up, they would develop towards the roof, creating space as much as possible. Everyone looked at Dagon attentively, with curiosity, nervousness, and some worries in their expressions.

Among all, Hanmodom had only been taught a lesson by Dagon, and the others had listened to Hanmodom's description and had never seen Dagon's martial arts with their own eyes. Moreover, Hanmodom is usually quite slick, and the authenticity of his words would be discounted. If the whole plan didn't sound too reasonable, it wouldn't have been compiled by Hanmodom, and everyone might not have believed it at all.

Taking everyone's expression in his eyes, Dagon decided to show his hands, which could not only increase everyone's confidence, but also increase his prestige. His feet were separated from each other, and his hands holding the spear seemed very relaxed, as if he would not feel threatened even if he stood in front of him. But at this moment, he stepped forward and the spear tip seemed to disappear in an instant, and suddenly attacked. Before everyone could react, and before the sound of breaking through the air sounded, the spear tip had completed the attack and stopped steadily in the air.

Whoosh.p.p.

The second "po" sounds like the cloth bag breaking. The model spear used for these exercises has no tip. The front is a cloth wrapped in a sponge, which can be dipped in pigment. Dagon's attack speed is too fast, and it also transmits the force perfectly from his feet to the front. At the same time, it also uses the shaking of the spear rod to create a superimposed impact, so the force penetrates the cloth bag and directly shatters it.

"Fuck!" Amid the curses with different styles and customs from all over the country, Hanmodom became the most elegant person: "Aoli's hammer, are you a weapon master?"

"No. Maybe I'm still young, and my strength has indeed increased a little recently - I used to be able to shake the cloth in front of me." Dagon put the spear back at his waist and put it on his waist. It still looked like there was no threat, but none of the people stood opposite him this time.

"This won't fly out, why are you hiding?" Dagon said with a smile, but suddenly a spear came out, without any signs. It was still the same posture, and this time everyone still didn't see where the spear tip was. When the positioning was finally completed, the sound of the swoosh had passed.

"You want us to train this trick? I think it's too exaggerated to defeat the elves after training. Hanmodom raised his hand, slapped the chests of the Jiangu people on both sides of his left and right, and said excitedly: "What am I saying? You don't believe it yet. I said I don't know how I was defeated, and I can't even see clearly. Do you believe it now?"

"Yes! Dagon, how did you make the spear tip disappear?"

"The reason is very simple, but it is difficult to do. When you see the spearman opposite, you will make a judgment on the threat to the person based on his posture and the shape of the spear. Regardless of whether you take the initiative to think so, your mind will have this awareness. When making a judgment, you have actually estimated the possible attack route of the spear, including distance, angle, etc."

Dagon poses for them to show them. Although he has been shocked twice, everyone still feels that Dagon's posture is not scary. At this time, based on Dagon's statement, everyone knows that this "not scary" itself relies on "scary" martial arts level. Behind the seemingly relaxed movement, Dagon completely hides the terrible threat without revealing it.

"The essence of martial arts is to cheat, cheat angle, cheat speed, cheat distance, cheat power, cheat response... I used my body's control to prevent the spear tip from moving according to the general idea, causing it to leave the estimated position all at once. At this time, your eyes are waiting for the spear tip to appear in the wrong advance measure, and naturally feel that it has disappeared. If you can actively calculate and predict the possibility of the spear tip running trajectory, your eyes... it should be said that your eyes were not cheated, but your brain was cheated."

"Huh... I'm convinced. Just look at this thorn and I know that your martial arts are absolutely fine." The students raised their clenched fists and swayed in the air to express their support for Dagon.

"Then practice! I will take a stick and I will pose for you. You will learn as you want. After you have arranged it, I will correct it for you one by one. Today I will learn two moves: set it up and take a half step forward."

Everyone started practicing, staring at Dagon's movements with wide eyes. Everyone thought that they could make the spear tip disappear, and then scare the elves on the opposite side, preferably scaring them to the point of urination. Of course, this was just a fantasy, and Dagon did not promise to teach them to that level, and they wouldn't even think about it for at least one or two months.

Dagon was trained with high intensity for ten years, so what he is best at is long-handled weapons. Even if his family is poor and cannot practice other weapons, he still has sticks and enough. Tormond said that long-handled puncture weapons can be practiced for a lifetime and there will always be a possibility of progress, so he must lay a solid foundation.

The students in the 15th pit learned the quick-success method, while Dagon was a hard-working effort of "laying a solid foundation and accumulating over time". The upper limit was completely incomparable. Grinding has the benefits of polishing, but quick-success also has the value of quick-success. For these students, if they can master this whole set - in fact, only six moves, they will have the opportunity to catch the elves off guard.
Chapter completed!