The last two moves of West Wind Swordsmanship involve large body rotations, so there will inevitably be a gap in the connection, especially after the fifth move, there is an obvious pause, which is called "backswing" in the game.

The force is very strong at the beginning, then it is reduced again and again. When it comes to the fourth posture, the power of holding the sword with both hands and jumping and turning is used. The force begins to increase, and the fifth posture brings this leverage to its peak.

While Wang Chen was thinking, he took out the fourth and fifth moves separately to practice, following the rules.

Hearing Irene's shout not far away, Wang Chen developed a desire to see how others performed the West Wind Sword Technique.

There were still a dozen minutes before the restaurant closed, so he walked over to Irene.

The energetic girl in light clothing noticed Wang Chen's approach but had no intention of stopping and continued to perform the Five Styles of West Wind Sword Technique one after another.

Perhaps because of its smaller power, Irene's sword is more slender and graceful than the instructor's sword, and the whole set is very complete.

The slashing force in the fourth move, the left hand lightly pressing the ground to balance the body at the end of the fifth move... Wang Chen always felt that he had seen it somewhere, so he kept searching in his mind, and then found Qin's West Wind Sword Technique.

Irene's every move was not exactly the same as Qin's, but it was exactly the same.

Wang Chen tried to imitate Irene's movements and practiced several times, and two people with a synchronization rate of 400% appeared on the training ground.

He had some gains, but being mindful of time, Wang Chen stopped and took out his pocket watch to see that there were only a few minutes left before the restaurant closed.

And Irene didn't seem to know the restaurant's closing time.

"Erin, the restaurant closes at nine in the evening, go get the recovery potion."

"Ah!" Irene was startled and stopped hurriedly. The two walked towards the restaurant one after the other.

Irene asked again from behind: "How do you know my name?"

"Morning roll call."

"Oh...why has your swordsmanship improved so quickly?"

“Maybe it’s a talent?”

"What? Isn't that cheating just like the Eye of God?"

"But this is reality. In fact, everyone has talents, but some are talented in cooking, some in music, and some in law. If everyone is the same, how boring would the world be without diversity?"

"Of course you would say that since you are the beneficiary."

Wang Chen thought about it and realized that he used to be an ordinary person, with an ordinary family, an ordinary school, and an ordinary job.

Sometimes when I see someone who has achieved success with a lot of resources, I wonder why it's not me. But when I look down, I always find that there are people who have a harder life than me, and for a moment I don't know whether I should complain about the unfairness of life.

"This... I have nothing to say, but my fate is not controlled by me, so I will not admit that I did anything wrong."

Wang Chen's generous admission left Irene speechless.

After two seconds of silence, Irene said angrily, "Even without the Eye of God, I can still successfully join the Knights, be promoted to captain, and then be promoted to Master Qin's deputy... Hehe."

When she said this, she recalled something happy and smiled like a nympho.

"Anyway, I'll be better than my useless dad!"

Hey, hey, your father is a good man who gave up adventuring for the sake of his family. He even sold his beloved sword, Leng Ren. And the wooden stakes you usually use for sword practice were all bought by your father. How can you say that about him?

After complaining in his heart, Wang Chen did not respond.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the chef who was forced to get acquainted with Wang Chen rolled his eyes at the only open window. He had never left work early since Wang Chen came to train, but although he was unhappy, he still honestly completed his job.

When leaving after dinner, Wang Chen used the bright lights in the restaurant to see Irene's sword clearly. It turned out to be a wooden sword.

Ning wouldn't usually use this to chop wood stakes, right?

Wang Chen was a little shocked.

This woman is really just one divine eye away from success.

…………

Two days before the competition, Wang Chen had already mastered the West Wind Sword Technique thoroughly and had also found a way to cancel the afterswing of the fifth move.

In the game, you can interrupt the backswing by dodging or aiming, which are actions with higher priority. This is impossible to do in reality. Not to mention that there is no invincibility frame when dodging and volume collision cannot be ignored. If you dodge forward, you will directly hit the enemy's weapon. If you dodge to the left or right, there is also a process of turning the body, which is omitted in the game.

As an old Ash, Wang Chen has a more practical skill - rolling. When necessary, he can roll to the left or right front. Although rolling during battle seems a bit funny, it is indeed effective.

In the last two days, Wang Chen began to watch other people's Xifeng swordsmanship to learn from their strengths and make up for his weaknesses.

And Irene and I did some practical training to consolidate the basics, usually at night when there were fewer people around, so I hadn't seen the others much.

To be honest, Irene’s swordsmanship is very strong and Wang Chen has a hard time defeating her.

But Wang Chen made progress in every competition. After each fight, he would replay it in his mind, analyzing where he could have done better and where he could have changed. He would then go on to play one fight after another to see which shortcomings had not been corrected.

In the end, I even simulated a game in my mind that had never happened.

At this point, Wang Chen was ready for the competition, and the other protagonist of this competition was even more ready.

It was a perfectly ordinary afternoon on the continent of Teyvat. However, for the people at the training ground of the Knights of Favonius, the unusual thing was probably tomorrow's selection.

But today something exciting is happening here, as the swordsmanship competition between Wang Chen and Xiao is on schedule.

There was no arena. The chief instructor marked out an open space on the training ground that Wang Chen was already familiar with, and both parties of the contest greeted each other calmly.

"During the competition, you are not allowed to injure anyone's life, you are not allowed to cause disability, and you are not allowed to use the Eye of God. If you violate any of these rules, you will be declared the loser. In addition, the one who can't hold on first will be the loser."

The chief instructor prepared two portions of recovery potions diluted from a bottle of healing potion. The weapons of the two contestants had also been replaced with wooden swords. Unless it was a bone injury, other flesh injuries could be healed with this concentration of recovery potion.

If other accidents occur, the chief instructor will take action.

"let's start."

The wooden swords collided with each other, making a not-so-crisp sound, and then quickly separated.

Excluding elemental power, the two men have similar physical fitness. One is a novice who has some talent but has only been practicing swordplay for seven days, while the other has been practicing swordplay for a long time and has also learned West Wind Swordsmanship for some time, but due to physical reasons he did not perform very well before.

Wang Chen chose to defend first, figure out the opponent's tactics, and then look for an opportunity to counterattack.

Shaw starts the attack with a diagonal chop.

See clearly.

Wang Chen saw the trajectory of the opponent's sword clearly, and his arm reacted in time, raising the sword horizontally in front of him to block it.

Xiao aimed again and slashed horizontally in three directions. Wang Chen placed the one-meter-long wooden sword on the ground and blocked it with the sword upright.

One was attacking, the other was defending, and for a while the battle was difficult to determine.

Without the gorgeous light pollution of elemental forces, this competition was much more boring than expected.

Many people who wanted to see the holder of the Eye of God fight were greatly disappointed, and some have stopped watching.

There were people who thought they were very strong, but in fact they couldn't even perform a set of smooth sword techniques, pointing and saying, "What kind of fighting is this? It's really unbearable to watch. It's just the same few moves over and over again. Will it take the whole afternoon?"

"That's it."

However, Xiao's diagonal slash and horizontal slash were all moves in the West Wind swordsmanship, but they were just broken down and they couldn't understand them.

Xiao didn't have time to pay attention to these things at the moment. Ever since he was distracted last time and was almost hit in the head by a flying axe from a Hillilk thug, he has been much more focused on his work.

But the more he fought, the more surprised he became. It had only been seven days, but Chen had been able to completely block his attacks. If this continued, it would become a protracted battle of endurance.

With the sound of wooden swords colliding, time passed by minute by minute, and three minutes had passed.

Many people who came to watch the fun left. After all, the selection was tomorrow, and watching such meaningless things was a waste of time.

Duke was watching with great interest. He was a useless swordsman. In his opinion, it would be great if he had the swordsmanship of either Chen or Xiao, as that would be enough for him to pass the selection.

His real weapon is his fist. Even if he joins the Knights Templar, he has no intention of using weapons. The Chief Instructor is aware of this.

Irene was also watching, and from time to time she was imagining in her mind how she would handle this move, or how to make the opponent unable to defend against this move, and occasionally she couldn't help but practice a few moves with her wooden sword.

Xiao began to try to sell the flaw, but he didn't know whether Wang Chen was too smart or too stupid and didn't fall for it.

He began to speed up. His body strengthened by the Eye of God could crush ordinary people with its actual speed, but it had no advantage against the body of the Hillilchurl that had been cleansed of elements.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Many people have become interested again. After all, in the eyes of most people, faster is better and less clear is better.

"You did it earlier, why are you using all your strength now?"

"That's it."

Five minutes passed.

Wang Chen sighed inwardly, this wooden sword is of really good quality, it hasn’t broken yet.

Xiao's attacks were more fierce and sharp than Irene's. Every strike of his sword was aimed at the vital points, accurate and rapid.

Wang Chen was a little uncomfortable with the acceleration at first, but gradually he got into the groove.

A sword slashed and a sword was blocked, and then there was a bang sound, which reminded him of a blacksmithing game, and it also felt a bit like a music game. But at that time, he only moved his fingers, but now he needs to move his whole body.

During one of the times when Xiao's sword was blocked, he made an action as if the sword was bounced back, leaving the goal wide open.

Wang Chen rolled his eyes and thought, if I could deflect a knife, I would have killed you long ago.

Another oblique slash aimed at the head, Wang Chen raised his sword to block it, but his strength was unstable.

Xiao took advantage of the situation and pressed his sword down hard. Although his sword slid down along the sword body of Wang Chen, Wang Chen also staggered to the left.

"With your moves, go back and practice more!"

Xiao grinned, sheathed his sword and held it with both hands, aiming at Wang Chen's right abdomen where he had no time to defend himself and slashed across.

However, Wang Chen had no intention of stabilizing his body. He turned his falling momentum into a roll to the left front, and after stabilizing his body, he made a spinning strike and first hit Xiao's right abdomen.

Although it was a wooden sword, it had a blade. Xiao cried out in pain when his weak abdomen, which had no ribs to protect it, was hit. However, he had no time to change his tactics, so he endured the pain and continued to slash. Originally, he only slashed horizontally at 90 degrees, but now he had to rotate his body 180 degrees to hit Wang Chen.

This decision led to his failure.

Wang Chen also held the sword with both hands and slashed it upwards, knocking Xiao Zaiersui's sword away with one blow.

"No!"

"As a swordsman, how can you let the sword slip away from your hand?"

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