Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

"Mysteries mostly come from myths or folk tales. They come in all shapes and sizes, and most possess strange abilities far more powerful than fragile humans. So, who can tell me how we can defeat them?"

The strange instructor asked on the stage.

"It's the Forbidden Ruins."

Shen Qingzhu put his hands in his pockets and replied.

"The Forbidden Ruins are indeed a part of it, but you can't rely solely on the Forbidden Ruins. Combat skills and strong physical fitness are the key to victory. Can you really defeat the opponent with just a flick of your finger?"

He looked at Shen Qingzhu.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qingzhu nodded and said, "I can indeed."

"What is your forbidden ruins?"

"[Qi Min]"

The instructor was silent, then he coughed lightly, pretending nothing had happened, and continued.

"Combat skills are divided into three categories: cold weapons, hot weapons, and bare hands. Among them, cold weapons are the most important.

In this class, we will teach you how to use cold weapons in combat."

"The most commonly used weapon by the Night's Watch is the standard weapon, the Star Blade, so today I will teach you how to use the straight blade."

The instructor was lecturing and everyone was watching with great interest.

Except Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye.

Chen Muye had already said what the other party said countless times.

Moreover, Chen Muye didn't ask them to remember with their brains, but with their bodies.

Those cuts still give me phantom pain when I think of them.

"Hey, you over there, yes, I'm talking about you, the tall one with your arms folded."

Suddenly, Lin Xuan heard someone calling him and turned around to look.

It turned out to be the instructor.

"Yes, I'm talking about you. Come up and help me demonstrate."

Instructor Han picked out Lin Xuan at once. The boy looked tall and thin, with a well-proportioned body, but he didn't look like he had much flesh on his body.

However, he didn't notice the strange looks on everyone's faces when he called Lin Xuan up.

Lin Qiye's expression was the strangest. He knew clearly how extraordinary this newborn's fighting talent was.

I didn't expect this instructor to be so good at picking. He picked a heavyweight player right away.

Lin Xuan came on stage, casually holding the wooden sword, and stood opposite, looking even a little lazy.

Instructor Han compared Lin Xuan's height with his own and looked at the people below the stage.

"We all know that taller people generally have longer arm spans, and consequently, their attack range is also longer.

Among the mysteries you will encounter in the future, there will be many that are three or four meters long, or even longer, and the attack range of these mysteries is even more exaggerated.

However, these guys also have a disadvantage, which is their overly long body shape, which causes the center of gravity to be too high and reduces the flexibility of many parts of the body.

At this time, we only need to target their weaknesses..."

Having said that, Instructor Han swung his sword without any warning.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of wooden swords hitting each other.

Lin Xuan just waved his hand and clamped the wooden sword in his hand, preventing it from moving forward even a little.

Instructor Han:?

He still doesn't believe it.

He slashed out with his sword again. This time he was serious, using 50% of his strength and attacking from an extremely tricky angle.

Snapped!

There was another crisp sound of wooden swords colliding, and Lin Xuan easily blocked it again.

Instructor Han: (*Φ皿Φ*)

All the new recruits: (???(???(???*)

Lin Qiye in the audience had an expression that said, "As expected." In just one month, he had already tied with Chen Muye. It would be strange if this guy couldn't handle it.

On the stage, Instructor Han and Lin Xuan stared at each other.

After a long while, Instructor Han finally spoke, "Have you ever practiced this before?"

"hold head high."

Lin Xuan nodded.

"Who taught you this?"

"Captain of Team 136, Chen Muye."

Instructor Han:...

The silence was deafening.

Chen Muye, how could he not have heard of this name?

He was once one of the two great geniuses of Shangjing, the Black Impermanence among the Black and White Impermanence.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?

Instructor Han's competitive spirit was also aroused. He wanted to see how Chen Muye taught this kid.

Instructor Han slashed sideways, and the wooden sword was like a poisonous snake, rushing out from all kinds of completely unexpected angles, trying to give people a fatal blow.

But they were all easily blocked by Lin Xuan.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa!

The speed was getting faster and faster. The wooden sword in Instructor Han's hand left afterimages. The recruits felt that their eyes could not follow the trajectory of the wooden sword at all, but they were still blocked by Lin Xuan one by one.

Finally, there was a click.

The knife is broken.

Instructor Han was breathing slightly, his expression indescribable.

He could feel a slight numbness in the base of his palm, which was caused by the shock of the wooden sword.

Instructor Han felt like he had seen a ghost.

If at the beginning, the two were still competing in swordsmanship, then later, as Instructor Han's sword-drawing speed became faster and faster, it became a pure competition of speed and strength.

In the end, I didn’t fight hard?!

This made Instructor Han feel very embarrassed.

He was a master of weapons, but he couldn't even defeat a new soldier in a pure sword fight. This made him wonder if he had been living a stupid life all these years.

Below, the recruits watched this scene with a look of complete normality on their faces.

It’s not that Instructor Han is too incompetent, but that he is very good at picking. He immediately chose the most perverted one among them.

There was no contempt in their eyes when they looked at Instructor Han, but rather a hint of sympathy.

"Your physical fitness is a bit outrageous. You look tall and thin."

That's because you didn't see him undress.

When the people in the audience heard this, they thought to themselves.

Lin Xuan is the type who looks thin when dressed but has muscular body when undressed, just like you, the reader.

That's why he is so deceptive in his military uniform; although he has a well-proportioned figure, he looks a little thin.

But in reality, it is not so. Under that coat lies explosive power.

"You, you go down, let someone else take your place."

Instructor Han said weakly, waving his hands at Lin Xuan, as if he had used up his last bit of strength.

Then he swept his eyes over the crowd.

This time, he was obviously much more careful in choosing than before.

At the same time, pray in your heart that you don’t choose a pervert, and don’t choose a pervert.

Finally, he noticed a boy with ordinary appearance, the type that no one would even glance at if he were thrown into a crowd.

"That kid over there, yes, that's you, come up here."

Lin Qiye turned his head, and when he saw clearly who the instructor was pointing at, the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Just because he was pointing at Cao Yuan.

Almost everyone took a step back and looked at the instructor with sympathy in their eyes.

Many of them witnessed with their own eyes how Cao Yuan ran like a madman, chasing the vortex of the Masked Team and even accidentally destroyed a dormitory building.

Many of them were even eyewitnesses and were buried there.

It’s a blessing that the instructors rescued him in time, otherwise he would have died long ago.

Lin Xuan also raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

This instructor is quite picky.

"Come up quickly, don't dawdle!"

Cao Yuan hesitated for a while, but finally went on stage.

"Have you ever learned to use a knife before?"

"No."

He would go crazy if he held a knife, so there was no chance for him to learn how to use a knife.

"Okay, come and demonstrate with me."

Instructor Han threw the knife over.

pat.

Cao Yuan didn't pick it up and let the knife fall to the ground.

"how?"

Instructor Han raised his eyebrows, not quite understanding.

This kid doesn't look like a troublemaker. What happened?

"I can't hold a knife."

Cao Yuan explained,

"Even wooden swords are not allowed. Anything related to swords is not allowed."

"I told you to hold it, so you hold it. Obey my orders."

Instructor Han's voice turned serious.

Cao Yuan struggled for a while, then sighed helplessly and bent down.

Below the stage, the faces of the new recruits changed drastically and they all retreated backwards.

Lin Xuan turned and looked at Baili Pangpang.

"Fatty, do you still have the Cao Yuan chastity belt?"

"? What is the Cao Yuan chastity belt?"

Baili Pangpang was confused, but he quickly realized what was going on.

At this time, Instructor Han also noticed the abnormality of the recruits below the stage and his expression changed slightly.

He had an ominous premonition.

Just as he turned around, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Black flames shot up into the sky, and evil spirits raged.

In the center of the pitch-black flames, a young man with eyes filled with dark evil spirits and no trace of white in his eyes stood there, and on his wooden sword was a raging black flame.

Instructor Han: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ? ? ?