Cold weapons are a man's romance

"I'm going to call the police!"

Cesar retracted his arms as if electrocuted, covered his face, and took several deep breaths to calm himself down. "Sorry, I'm too excited, don't think about it." A blue eye appeared between the fingers, "I want to say, can you come to us as a coach after you finish your studies? If you want, I can No tuition fees."

"Huh? Why?"

"How should I put it... In order to expand the influence of the circle, can one be one?" The eyes between the fingers frowned in confusion, "Bing is a niche sport, and it is in urgent need of fresh blood. You have received professional fencing training, basic The experience and experience are far better than the average person, and it is more effective to learn, so it is perfect to be a coach. We need talents like you very much now."

Roman scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.The development of things is a bit different from what he expected.It's not that he can't understand Cesar's mood.It's only human to want to flourish what we love.If people around Roman are interested in fencing, he will spare no effort to spread the word.But he only wants to take fighting as a hobby rather than a career.Cesar let him be the coach as soon as they met, isn't that too strong?

What to do after retirement, Roman hasn't decided yet.The reason why I patronize the Aurora Club is also to focus on a new hobby so as to forget the unpleasant past, give myself a buffer period, and think about the future path during this period.He hasn't even decided on his own life yet, so how can he agree to Cesar's proposal?

"Sorry, I don't have this plan for the time being. I just want to take martial arts as a hobby, and learn for a while first. I will pay the tuition, and just be a coach."

Cesar crossed his arms, his face full of embarrassment. "I can't force you if you don't want to, but I think you really like Bingji. The reason I gave you the flyer when I was in botn was not just because I recognized you. I have seen all kinds of Student, I can tell at a glance whether it is a 3-minute enthusiasm or a love for fighting from the bottom of my heart. You belong to the latter."

Roman pointed to himself: "Do I really like Bingji?"

"You're really having fun watching the game. I've never seen you so..." Cesarton paused, shaking his head violently, and said, "It's nothing. I mean, I've rarely seen you like that." Passionate people."

Roman hesitated to speak.Alisa said the same thing.He hadn't found himself so elated.Why is his happiness so obvious that others can see it at a glance, but he ignores his own mood?

"Don't you believe it?" Cesar turned around and walked to the door of the practice room, shouting to the outside, "Alex! Have you rested yet! It's even better!"

Alex burst into the practice room like a steaming locomotive. "Compared to what?"

"You choose. Anyway, I can beat you even with bread."

"You!" Alex's cylinder exploded, "You will regret it! I will pay for your medical bills! Ioannis! Bring the steel sword!"

Roman stared dumbfounded at the sight of Alex's little buddy fetching a cold steel sword.That thing looks like the equipment of the protagonist of an rpg game, with a cross-shaped sword body and gauntlet, the hilt is wrapped with brown leather, and the end is decorated with angular weight balls.Compared with this steel sword, the nylon sword he used before is like a child's toy!It turns out that these "swordsmen" usually use real swords instead of lightweight and safe practice props?

Thinking about it carefully, this group of people are still wearing armor in the martial arts arena, and it seems that it is not worth making a fuss about using real swords.

But even if the sword was not sharpened, it would probably have to lie on a stretcher if it was stabbed once.Roman and the others used blunt swords that were extremely light and soft for fencing. Even so, there were occasional accidents in which athletes were stabbed and seriously injured.Is it really okay for Cesar not to wear protective clothing?

Cesar asked another black-haired trainer to fetch his own sword for him.His sword is roughly similar in shape to Alex, but the gauntlet is more ornate, carved into the shape of vines.Hearing that the two have started a competition, a large group of people hula-lahed into the practice room, not only Alex's Griffin T-shirt buddy and the club's coach, but also a few unfamiliar faces, presumably the guests who just arrived.Some people have already pulled out their mobile phones and are waiting to shoot a good scene.

Cesar drew a few sword flowers, then stood the long sword in front of him, bowed his head slightly, and saluted.Both sides took a step back, Alex held the sword in both hands, raised the sword to his ears, and pointed the tip of the sword straight at the ceiling.The silver-haired swordsman held his sword upright at his waist, with the blade pointing obliquely forward.

"Roof against hoe." The black-haired coach who held Cesar's sword whispered to the newcomer.

——Wait, these moves have names?So secondary?

When Alex confronted Roman, he was impulsive and reckless, but facing Cesar, he was uncharacteristically cautious, not daring to attack lightly, and kept changing his steps while holding his sword.When he moved, Cesar followed suit, and the two circled around the center of the practice room.

Suddenly, Alex slashed at Cesar's face with a sword.Cesar raised the long sword, caught Alex's blade with the back half of the blade, and then sent the long sword forward, hitting the mask of the red-haired young man.Alex seemed to want to fight back, his sword slid forward, but was firmly blocked by the gauntlet, and he could no longer move forward.

"Cesar hit," said the brunette coach.He virtually became the referee of the game.

There were murmurs all around.

"Did Cesar hit just now? It was too fast and I didn't see it clearly!"

"I took the video and I'll see... oh yes Cesar hit it."

Roman opened his mouth unconsciously.Really fast!He has practiced fencing for many years and developed an extraordinary dynamic vision. Even so, he can barely capture the movements of the two of them.This is the real military strike, the ultimate confrontation between long swords and long swords.

Alex snorted unwillingly, stepped back a few steps, and opened the distance.The second confrontation began.Roman was fascinated, he barely listened to the commentary of the black-haired coach (even if he did, he didn't understand much).He suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a fatal and ridiculous mistake when he confronted Alex just now.Whether it is Alex or Cesar, when blocking, they use the second half of their own blade to catch the front half of the enemy's blade.He is just the opposite.Why didn't he notice such a simple principle of leverage?

"Ten confrontations are over!" cried the black-haired coach, "Cesar scored ten, Alex scored zero!"

Roman woke up with a start.He was so absorbed in it that he didn't even notice that the competition was over.

"Damn it!" Alex threw the mask on the ground.

Cesar didn't even break a sweat.Holding the edge of the sword, he turned the hilt towards the black-haired coach, handed over the long sword, and turned his head to smile at Roman: "How is it?"

He wanted to ask Roman if it was exciting to witness the confrontation between real swordsmen, but Roman said something he didn't expect.

"I realized that I seemed to have made a mistake just now."

Roman told Cesar his thoughts.The silver-haired swordsman crossed his hips, and the smile on his face grew stronger.

"Awesome, as expected of a professional, you can understand this truth just by looking at it."

"Isn't it just the principle of leverage..."

"But this kind of practice is against human instinct. When people see a sword coming, they will subconsciously block with the front half of the sword, thinking that this way they will be farther away and safer, but in fact it is not the case. Many novices Everyone will make this mistake, and if you don't tell him, he won't realize it at all."

Roman nodded thoughtfully.

"The sword hit by the soldier is divided into two parts, the 'strong sword body' and the 'weak sword body'. The part near the guard is the strong sword body, and the part near the tip is the weak sword body. To block, we must Strong against the weak of the enemy..."

Cesare stopped talking.Roman waited impatiently for him to continue explaining, but after waiting for a long time, he only waited for Cesar's mysterious gaze.

"Why don't you keep talking?"

"That's the end of the free teaching. If you want to listen to the rest, come to my class."

"Hey!"

"Just kidding. I stopped because you were hooked. How can you be so focused on something if you don't really like it?"

Roman froze.Just now he was indeed engrossed in the duel between the two and thinking about sword skills, almost to the point where he had nothing to worry about.He hadn't been so focused on something for a long time.When Cesar praised him, he couldn't help but chuckle.I learned new knowledge and felt fuller than ever before.Cesar was in the middle of talking, and he couldn't wait to hear the rest.

He really... likes this a lot?

Not only do I like the sword itself, but I also envy the people who wield the sword.

Alex, who had suffered a complete defeat, was resting in a corner of the practice room. His friends fanned him to wipe his sweat. Tell your friends.Holding the video recorded by others, the black-haired coach explained the moves used by Cesar in slow speed, surrounded by people eager for knowledge.There was a thin layer of sweat on Cesar's neck, but he didn't show fatigue, and his eyes were shining with eager light.

These people love Bingji with all their heart and put their whole heart into it. They look like burning stars with no distractions, emitting dazzling brilliance.

The smooth blade is dazzling, but the person holding the sword is even more radiant.

Also when botn.Cesar was at an absolute disadvantage in the Jedi's counterattack. Although he was still unable to defeat his opponent's siege tactics in the end, the defeated one received more applause and respect than the victor.

After fighting with all your strength, even if the sword is broken, it is still an honor to be defeated.

Roman was so envious that his heart was trembling.

He asked eagerly: "If I start learning now, will I be as good as you one day?"

Cesar laughed out loud.Roman felt like he was asking a stupid question.It's almost like a child asking "Daddy, can I become such an amazing person like you?"

Cesar's blue eyes blinked.

"Of course you can, as long as you are willing to learn."

"……Hey?"

"Bingjian does not require so much physical fitness, and it pays more attention to technology. You have the foundation of fencing, and the starting point is already much higher than others. Coupled with my teaching, you will soon be able to make a difference in the field of martial arts , one day I will come back with a swordfish championship."

"You think highly of me..."

"Please, I'm Cesar Ripa, how can you not win the championship if you accept my guidance?"

"Where did you get the confidence!"

Cesar looked at him strangely: "It's not confidence, it's the truth."

Roman: "..."

"If you don't believe me, you can learn it. I will teach you as a friend. Of course, it is impossible to collect money from friends, and you don't have to have any psychological burden."

"You seem to be too generous. Generally speaking, there is no such good thing as a pie in the sky."

"I want to teach myself, don't worry about it. Isn't there a saying that says so? When teaching others, I will have a deeper understanding of what I have learned. There are still too many unsolved mysteries about historical martial arts. When everyone is learning swordsmanship, they are also discussing and researching each other. You are a professional fencer, and your perspective on things is different from ours. I would like to know if I can find new insights from your perspective. How? Would you like to ?”

Roman hesitated for a moment.He looked at Cesar's sky-like blue eyes, as if he had returned to that sunny day, botn's arena.

For a moment, Cesar, who was defeated, and him who retired, their figures overlapped.

——I can, too, become someone like you...

"I want to learn." Roman said firmly, "Please give me everything you know. But you'd better not have too many expectations of me..."

"How could it be?" Cesar held Roman's hand, and his smile grew stronger, "You don't know how long I've been looking forward to this day."

***

It was dark.Lindsay sent off the last wave of guests and packed up their borrowed gear for the storage room.She took the key and went up the stairs humming a ditty. When she first reached the door of the storage room, she heard a strange noise coming from inside.

"Is anyone in there?" She opened the door.

A dark figure squatted on the ground, turned its head at an incredible angle, and stared at her with blue eyes like a ghost.

"Ahhh!" Lindsay screamed, grabbed the nylon sword beside her and threw it at Sombra's head.

"It's me! Lindsay, it's me!" Black Shadow wailed.

Lindsay recognized a familiar voice.But she didn't dare to be careless, she still held the nylon sword and fumbled for the switch near the wall.

The lights came on suddenly.I saw Cesar squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, and his silver hair was loose. It seemed that Lindsay just happened to cut his ponytail, broke the hair rope, and almost made his head explode.Holding a protective suit in his arms, he looked at the front desk lady with a guilty conscience.

"You scared me to death!" Lindsay complained, "I thought it was a thief!"

"Even if you are a thief, you can't hit like this? Nylon sword! Head! It will kill people!"

"You deserve it! Who told you to squat here without saying a word! What are you doing?"

"Nothing." Cesar brushed his hair.

Lindsay crossed her arms and tapped her toes impatiently. "to be honest."

Cesar hesitated for a while, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Lindsay, can these equipment that are rented to customers be sold to customers?"

"It seems to be possible, right?"

"Then can I buy it too?"

"You want discounts for in-app purchases? Don't you know the suppliers, just go to them and buy them."

"I want this one!" Cesar raised the protective suit in his hand.

"That one was worn by someone else."

"I bought it because someone else wore it."

Lindsay took a step back: "Is it my illusion, or is your sentence really a little perverted?"

Cesar buried his face in the protective suit: "I'm a partner! What if I want to buy some clothes?"

"Because Roman passed through?" Lindsay keenly noticed the blind spot.

Cesar raised his head, revealing a pair of guilty blue eyes in the protective clothing. "Don't tell anyone."

"What if the police come to ask?"

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how could the police know?"

"I can't say for sure. Maybe tomorrow you will go to jail for raping a civilian man."

"Lindsay, I am a person with strong self-control, how could I do such a thing?" Cesar said confidently, "At most, I will be issued a restraining order by the court."

"Hello? The police station?"

"Lindsay!"

"Okay, I know, I will help you to ask! I will not say that you want to buy clothes worn by Roman! Please don't come here!"