Cold weapons are a man's romance

"Edward, do you want to learn fencing?"

Long ago, when Edward was an ignorant little boy, a kind old woman once asked him this question.

She was sitting in the garden on a warm spring day, with a large thick book spread out on her knees. The book was full of pictures of fighting, with words that the boy could not understand.He once asked the old woman what it was, and she said it was a martial arts guide book written by ancient people, and she was deciphering the ciphertext in it, hoping that as an inheritor, the actual combat experience summed up by the ancients could be restored in modern times .

Not far away, a silver-haired boy was running carelessly in the garden with his family's dog.He had just moved into Edward's house not long ago, and lived with his grandparents and grandchildren.Grandpa said his parents had passed away and they were obliged to take care of the poor child.Edward didn't know the silver-haired boy very well and was reluctant to talk to him, so most of the day, the silver-haired boy could only harass the family dog.

"Did you like it?" Edward asked.

"Me? Of course I like it. Who didn't dream of knights and princesses when they were young?" Let's find out."

Edward didn't really care about swordsmanship. In his opinion, it was just a sport.Is there a difference between this movement and that movement?But that must not be the case for the old woman.When talking about swordsmanship, the eyes of the old woman behind gold-rimmed glasses glowed with brilliance, which did not match her wrinkled old face, as if a young soul was slowly recovering in an aging body.

"Sounds like a lot of fun," Edward said.

"Then do you want to try it? The old man just bought two practice swords, but I don't allow him to use them. What if he breaks his own leg accidentally?"

"I want to try!"

"What are you talking about?" The silver-haired boy ran over leading the dog.To be precise, he was dragging the dog, because the dog was very reluctant to follow him for a long time, and it seemed that he was about to vomit from exhaustion.I really don't know where he got so much energy.

"I'm talking about swordsmanship." Edward raised his head and said a little arrogantly.

"Wow, that's amazing!" The silver-haired boy became excited, "Do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

Edward looked at the expectant face of the old woman, and summoned up his courage to say, "Of course, grandparents specialize in this!"

The silver-haired boy twisted his hands behind his back, and asked a little shyly, "Then...then can I learn too?"

"Why are you learning this?" Edward glared at the stranger who suddenly broke into his life.

"Because you don't want to learn..."

"You do what I do, you are so annoying! Follower, learn from others!"

"I want to be your good friend!" The silver-haired boy felt aggrieved.

The old woman laughed and touched the hairy heads of the two children: "Then you can learn together, okay? If you have a friend and competitor, you can make progress together."

"What you say is what you say." Edward said obediently.

"Don't force yourself to learn it just because I asked you to learn it." The old woman said, "If one day you are tired of swordsmanship, you must tell it. I won't blame you. I don't want to force you to do what you don't want to do." happy thing."

"I'm not unhappy!"

So, on that sunny spring afternoon, the boys took up their swords.

Afterwards, until the day the old lady died, the boy never once said "I hate swordsmanship".

***

Edward's pupils suddenly dilated.

In a sudden death match with only one chance, it only takes one breath to decide the winner.

All the pressure turned into an invisible sword of Damocles, hanging over his head.

More than ten years have passed since the day he picked up the sword.He has experienced glory, he has also fallen into troughs, lost important people, witnessed killings and wars, and thought he had become hard-hearted, but in his dreams, the situation of that day was always vivid in his mind.

The golden days of boyhood.

Time he had lost forever.

What are you thinking Edward!he warned himself.What are you thinking about those useless things?Focus on the enemy in front of you is the most important thing!

The referee gave an order, and the sudden death match began.Neither of the two dared to make a move easily, so they were deadlocked.

A drop of sweat trickled into Edward's eye.

He blinked hard, trying to squeeze the sweat out.

In the blink of an eye, Roman suddenly approached him!

Edward instinctively held his sword to block.Roman reached out and held the place where the two swords intersected, intending to grab the sword!

How could he be allowed to succeed!

Edward quickly turned the hilt of his sword.The two secretly competed, and neither of them would let go.They all know that if you let go, you lose your weapon, and in Sudden Death, losing your weapon is the same as losing.

Edward jerked the long sword violently, and Roman suddenly let go of the weapon, and Edward couldn't hold it back for a while because of too much force. While pulling off Roman's long sword, he also threw his own sword.

There was an uproar in the audience!Who would have expected that a sudden death match that decides life and death could turn into a hand-to-hand combat!Next, it is no longer the rule of "first striker wins" that controls the field, but the rules of wrestling!

"Wrestling with me?!" Edward roared while laughing, "Are you courting death?"

***

"Stinky boy! You want to die!" The tall and mighty boy punched Roman in the face, knocking him to the ground.

His accomplice - a young girl dressed in mature clothes - grabbed Alisa by the braids, and the girl cried out in pain.

This pair of "mandarin duck thieves" often bullies the lower grades in school, and their targets are those who are alone and not very social, because these people are generally introverted, even if they are bullied, they dare not tell the teacher, otherwise they will just go to school. Worse violence at school.

Their targets this time are Alisa and Roman.They have long disliked those two people: one is a short and thin yellow race nerd, and the other is a little girl who is a bitch, who never pleases them "big shots", and is simply an outlier in the school!They want to teach these two undisciplined guys a lesson for Tian Xingdao!

So they stopped Alisa and Roman on the way from school.These two seem to have joined some unpopular club in the school, not the rugby team or the cheerleading team, but some kind of fencing club.Hmph, it really is something that only other kinds can do!

They caught Alisa first. After all, she has long hair and can be caught with just one scoop.Alisa screamed, "Roman! Run!"

But instead of fleeing, Roman ran in the opposite direction.He rushed towards the mature girl, trying to save his little friend, but the tall boy punched him head-on and knocked him to the ground.

Roman covered his eyes, grabbed the schoolbag, and pulled out a flexible iron bar from it.He pointed the iron bar at the tall young man, took a lunge, straightened his arm suddenly, and pierced the iron bar like a gust of wind.

The tall boy was taken aback—why does this kid still hide the weapon in his schoolbag?What kind of four-dimensional pocket is his bag?

He instinctively dodged back and sat down on the ground.The mature girl was petrified, and at this moment, Alisa turned her head and bit her hand hard.She had to let Alisa's hair go.Alisa also took out a soft sword from her schoolbag, and the tip of the sword swung up and down, making the mature girl dizzy.

"You two! Remember it for me!"

The "Mandarin Duck Thief" encountered Waterloo, let out a harsh word, supported each other and staggered away from the scene.Instead of chasing them, Alisa turned to Roman and said angrily, "Fool! Why don't you run away?"

"How could I leave you alone and escape?"

"Then how are you going to explain this panda eye to your parents?" Alisa pointed to the bruise on Roman's face.

"Just... tell the truth."

"Fool! Those two guys have many friends in school. If they find out, they will definitely bully us even more! We will have a hard time in the future!"

"Should I just swallow my anger like this?" Roman said, "It will only fuel their arrogance. From now on, I will carry a sword everywhere, even if I can't attack them, it's good to scare people. I want them to know that I'm not easy to mess with. of."

"It's easy to say! I think you will be beaten by them sooner or later! Just be a hero!"

"But Alisa, I joined the fencing club to learn fencing just to be a hero." Roman blinked his stinging eyes, "I want to be a hero, just like the majestic protagonists in movies, it's as simple as that."

Afterwards, the accomplices of the "Mandarin Duck Thief" really came to trouble Roman, but he never left his sword, and who dared to bully him, he showed his weapon: "What did you call me just now? You have the guts to say it again to my sword." ?”

Time flies, teenagers grow into men, and the stage for wielding epee has changed from the school gymnasium to the international arena.He has won glory and also experienced troughs. He climbed out of the abyss and staggered towards a beam of light ahead.In order that one day, someone can say "you are my hero" to him.

***

Roman rushed to Edward, hugging his body, ready to throw.This technique in wrestling is the most simple, direct and effective.Roman thinks that he is not as experienced as Edward in unarmed combat, so he can only win by surprise!

Edward's knees were aggrieved, he lowered his center of gravity, and took a suspended posture.With a roar, Roman picked up his body and threw him out forcefully.

But at the moment Roman exerted his strength, Edward stepped forward with his right foot, circled behind Roman's left foot, hooked his foot, and then pushed forward violently.Roman's center of gravity was unstable, and his left foot was caught by the hook, so he fell straight to the rear.

The counter technique of throwing!

Roman recognized this move!He had learned it, and it was Cesar who had taught him the technique the day Lucinda brought a large group of uninvited students to her "master class."

If your opponent throws a bear hug, how do you counter it? —Hook the opponent's foot and push him down.

If you are the one throwing the throw and you are countered by the enemy, how do you counter the counter?

Cesar has already passed on the technique to him exactly.Using his own hands and body, he knocked down his students severely and gave a class that he will never forget.

Memories are like hot water, flowing down the nerves to Roman's limbs and bones.Even if the brain does not remember, the body that has been tempered and tempered cannot forget.

Edward's intentions reached Roman through subtle shifts in his muscles.When he realized that he was going to push himself down, Roman straightened his legs, supported the ground with his feet and right hand, and rotated clockwise. Edward fell out.

Edward's eyes widened in disbelief.

He jumped over Roman's body, and his unbalanced body made a half-circle in the air.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

With a blunt sound, the flesh and blood body fell firmly to the floor.

There was three seconds of silence on the field.

The audience rose to their feet, craning their necks scrambling.

The referees squatted down at the same time to observe where Edward landed.

They looked at each other, conveying each other's judgments with their eyes.

There is no doubt about it.

Land on your back.

***

"The winner is - Roman!"