Chapter 155 Cold Weapons Class

On the fourth day after the New Year, the Holy Blood Hall received an invitation letter from Caesar Gattuso.

"I'm not interested in his balls and drinking parties."

The sound of the blades clashing was continuous, like an exciting march.

Lu Mingfei and Yuan Zhennu each held swords made by the Equipment Department and fought fiercely in the center of the hall. In the giant paintings hanging on the wall, holy and noble angels were watching these two rapidly flashing figures.

Although she is a redeemer, her strength cannot be ignored.

He was once an "extremely evil ghost" and belonged to the "Emperor" level within the mixed race just because of his bloodline. However, due to the limitations of Minamoto's young girl's personality, the ghost's strength was not fully unleashed.

"It's not a dance, he wants to invite you to attend tomorrow's cold weapon combat class."

Chu Zihang glanced at the invitation letter briefly. The member of the student union next to him who was responsible for delivering the invitation letter was already dumbfounded.

"Qiang!"

Dazzling sparks flew up, and the sparring ended with Yuan Jingnu's sword being knocked away. Yuan Jingnu fell to the ground, her face as delicate and beautiful as a girl's was red, and she was panting.

The golden light in his eyes was gradually fading - he had indeed exhausted all his strength.

"Tomorrow's practical class? Does it have any special significance?"

Lu Mingfei put away his sword and exhaled a long breath of turbid air. His exposed skin turned as red as fire, and white steam visible to the naked eye came out.

After a while, with the crackling of the bones in his body, his body returned to its original state.

"I don't know...just refuse."

Chu Zihang said.

Now, he even began to choose to skip some meaningless practical classes, and the time saved was used to directly practice with Yuan Jingnu - real-life actual combat and the trial of hunting the savior in "Dream Tapir".

"...Just go there."

Lu Mingfei thought about it carefully and decided to agree to take a look. Caesar gave him a very good impression.

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Chu Zihang walked into the arena, picked up the long sword dropped by Yuan Zhennu, and started to warm up.

The swordsmanship of the Blood Angels is unique to the Astartes and cannot be controlled without strong physical fitness. Even if Chu Zihang wants to practice one and a half moves taught by Lu Mingfei, he still needs to use "violent blood" to force it.

High physical strength.

In short, no matter what, as long as the swordsmanship can kill the enemy, it is a good swordsmanship.

In addition, several new members who have joined the Weeping Angels Society also have to undergo the test of the bolt gun. The .70 caliber finger cannon insists that not everyone can control the ferocious recoil of the gun.

Unless Lu Mingfei speaks up, the madmen in the equipment department will only think of ways to make this Tutu guy stronger and cooler instead of optimizing the recoil.

Lu Mingfei estimated that he should be able to form a scout team of new recruits in March, and wait until the freshmen season in August to absorb a wave of potential new blood.

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The time came to ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

Chu Zihang took Lu Mingfei to a gym next to the Hall of Heroes in the academy. When they arrived, the spacious classroom with the style of the Children's Palace Kendo Hall was already overcrowded.

Lu Mingfei's arrival caused a commotion. Who would have thought that this S-class who had missed the entire semester would "come here" before the end of the semester.

"There are a lot of people, most of them are from the student union."

Chu Zihang glanced at the students in the gym and whispered.

"I'll go find Caesar and ask what's going on."

Lu Mingfei caught Caesar Gattuso in the crowd at a glance and walked straight over.

"I thought you wouldn't come. Fortunately, once you come, my confidence will be enough."

Caesar smiled and greeted Lu Mingfei.

"Let me take this class...is there anything special about it?"

Lu Mingfei briefly recalled the content of this course. The lecturers were also retired members of the special forces from the school's engineering department, teaching grappling, cold weapon combat, etc.

Naturally, he does not need to learn these basics, but other hybrids in this college do. Laying these foundations will allow them to further utilize the advantages of hybrids in the future.

Because of the blood of the dragon clan, mixed-race people are born with stronger motor nerves and reaction abilities than ordinary people. Lu Mingfei remembered that Old Tang was holding a basketball one day and wanted to have a pleasant practice with some beautiful girls, and then the one he was talking about was wearing white silk stockings.

The beautiful dancing girl almost scared him out of her wits when she blocked a bullfight shot.

"I want to ask you a favor, can you?"

Caesar moved closer to Lu Mingfei and lowered his voice, "Of course I hope you don't need to take action."

"...Let's be honest, I personally don't like guessing riddles."

Lu Mingfei sighed lightly.

"Do you still remember what I told you a few days ago..."

Before Caesar could finish his words, he was interrupted by a burst of more restlessness and exclamations.

A figure stepped onto the wooden floor of the gym. It was an old man with a temperament like an old gentleman, with gray hair and a kind demeanor. However, the bulging muscles that stretched out the suit on his upper body told people that this old man was anything but simple.

"It's the principal!"

The students screamed in surprise, and some girls even covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming rudely.

"It's a rare trip back to the academy. I just happened to catch up with the last cold weapons practical class before the end of the semester. On a whim, I planned to teach my dear students as a substitute." Hilbert Jean Angers took off his suit with a smile.

Jacket, "It seems like you don't welcome me very much?"

The students shook their heads in unison, scrambling to offer excuses. At the same time, they quickly found their seats and sat down obediently, looking forward to what kind of lessons Angers would bring to them today.

His reputation in the college is unparalleled. All students, professors, and department heads respect him very much. Even the toughest junior high school students in the equipment department are impressed by Angers.

"Is this why you invited me here?"

Lu Mingfei tilted his head slightly, he was also a little surprised by Angre's arrival.

When he was in Japan, he had never heard of the history of Angers defeating all the masters of the eight Sheqi families at that time and asking them to sign a contract to establish a Japanese branch.

How could the most powerful avenger of the secret party not have two brushes?

"Yes, I received word in advance that the principal is coming to take over this class."

"The application I submitted for the 'Free Day' activity a few days ago was returned. The principal replied that if anyone can satisfy him in today's kendo class, he will agree to the application."

"Free day? What kind of activity is that?"

"It's a free competition similar to real-life CS. The students are divided into two parties and start fighting until only one person is left standing to win. How about it? Doesn't it sound exciting?"

Caesar's blue ocean-like eyes were filled with excitement.

"……good."

Lu Mingfei thought that if he really wanted to do this, he might as well come to the Holy Blood Pavilion. His memories and dreams of Planet Sotis were the best battlefield.

The problem is that it's too much for Yuan Jingnu to have too many people together. His "Dream Tapir" field can only affect up to three people at the same time.

"So you want me to play?"

"That's right, you should be the only one in the college who can have a head-to-head discussion with the principal," Caesar smiled and patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "But let me play first when the time comes. It's not my style to back down because I'm afraid of failure.

style."

Fight with Angers?

Lu Mingfei became interested. He also wanted to know the strength of this old warrior. He had once faced an alien at the Dragon King level and survived.

Then another thought arose in his mind. If there was a chance, he would drag Angre to the Holy Blood Pavilion and use Yuan Jingnu's voice to enter that memory again to see what the strength of the Dragon King-level alien was.

"The Tai Chi swordsmanship of Wudang in China, the cavalry swordsmanship of Cossacks, the bear claw assassination technique of Russia... There are many excellent cold weapon tactics with a long history in the world, but this class only lasts fifty minutes, so I will talk about the ones I am personally better at.

Japanese swordsmanship.”

Angers started his lesson. He rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a bamboo sword for practice, and his whole body naturally transformed into the starting hand posture of "holding the sword in the middle" of Japanese swordsmanship.

The practice bamboo sword, which was nearly four feet long, was held in Ange's hand like a truly sharp killing weapon. Every movement was filled with a sense of tyrannical power. Many students subconsciously took a step back, as if under the influence of the sword.

In a moment, Ange will step forward and swing his sword.

"A warrior indeed."

Lu Mingfei nodded, the title of the strongest hybrid was not unfounded.

"Japanese kendo also has a long history. The emphasis of kendo lies in the fundamentals, steps, postures, and moves. It cannot be achieved overnight."

"In these short fifty minutes, I will only teach you a basic technique and movement, as well as a sword theory."

The students stood up from the ground one after another and stood two meters apart. They imitated Ange's posture and held the practice bamboo sword in the mid-hand position.

"Relax your shoulders, the hidden momentum is accumulated in the right foot in front of you, and the palm of the hand holding the knife is in the center..."

Angers walked down with his sword in hand and corrected the students' postures one by one starting from the first row.

Chu Zihang naturally integrated into the course. He had taken relevant courses on the basics of kendo when he was in the Children's Palace. Japanese swordsmanship and Qi family swordsmanship were also tempered in battles against people and against Deadpool. Angers'

She nodded appreciatively as her eyes swept over him.
To be continued...