Cold weapons are a man's romance

Cesar laid his hands on him, beckoning him to be calm.

"Although the technology has been lost, the literature recording the technology is still preserved. The martial arts masters of the past have left many textbooks. Bingji is a sport that restores ancient martial arts by studying these literatures, and then uses these martial arts to fight.

"I am best at German-style swordsmanship, also known as Richard Tennell school of swordsmanship. It was founded by the German swordsman Johannes Richard Tennell in the 14th century. The master of German-style swordsmanship was in the 16th century. The swordsman Joachim Meyer, who left behind the most detailed and complete martial arts textbooks known. Much of what we learn about fencing is recovered from his books. But there must have been others German schools of fencing, but since none of them left documentation, they have long since been forgotten.

"There are still many swordsmanship documents that have survived to this day, such as the Italian Fiore School, the Spanish Carranza School, and our British Silver School..."

Roman thought, it sounds like a plot in a Chinese martial arts novel, where the main character accidentally finds a long-lost sword manual, and shocks the world after he masters it...

"Since it can be restored through documents, it is not considered lost?"

"It's not as simple as you think. Most of those textbooks are hundreds of years old, and many of them are only fragments. Some books only have text, no illustrations. Some books only have pictures, no text explanations. Some books are simply Written in cipher text. To restore ancient martial arts through these documents, modern people's interpretation is required. But the results of interpretation by different people are different. Is the martial arts we restore and the original intention of the author really the same thing? no one knows."

"Isn't it good to try it out in actual combat? The one that can win in actual combat is the correct martial art. The author will not record the wrong method?"

"How to experiment?" Cesar spread his hands, "Martial arts in the Middle Ages is the art of killing, killing the enemy in the most efficient way while protecting ourselves to the greatest extent. But we can't kill people just to verify the correctness of the technology At most, you can only see if you can 'hit' the opponent with these techniques in actual combat - the fighting game is scored according to the number of hits just like fencing. But 'hitting' can definitely 'kill' the enemy Not necessarily. Since we can’t really kill people in a duel, we will never know whether the recovered martial arts are the same as the martial arts that the author wants to teach.”

Roman was surprised: "Then what's the point of fighting?"

Cesar looked more surprised than he was, as if Roman had asked a stupid question.

"Does it make sense for two people to poke around with iron bars? Does it make sense for 22 people to run around chasing a ball on the lawn?"

Roman was speechless.He really wanted to refute that these sports are very meaningful, but when he thought about it carefully, a group of people chasing the ball seemed to have no special meaning?

"Some people think it's fun, some people think it's so handsome, some people want to keep fit, and some people want to chase honor and fame. The sport itself has no meaning, its meaning is all the people who participate in the sport endowed. Whatever meaning you think it should have, it will have that meaning.”

Roman's heart shook.He never thought about this level of problem.He has always felt that fencing is a part of his life, as natural and essential as eating and breathing.That's why he was so disappointed when he sadly left the field.Why did he pick up the sword in the first place?He seems to be lost in the maze of competition, forgetting something very important...

The door of the practice room was pushed open.The black-haired trainer who had explained the battle between Cesar and Alex leaned halfway in and said, "Cesar, Lindsay asked me to bring the message: the one you want to buy—"

"Ah! You came just in time!" Cesar exaggeratedly interrupted the black-haired coach, "Are you free now? Can you bring me a textbook?"

"What do you mean I'm idle?" The black-haired coach frowned, "I have classes later. Lindsay asked me to tell you—"

"It won't waste much of your time! If you have anything to say, just tell me alone! Don't mention irrelevant things in class!"

Although Cesar was smiling all over his face, he smiled ferociously, as if he was about to pick up a kitchen knife and chop up the black-haired coach into pieces to make human meat.The black-haired coach retreated under his smirk, and honestly went to run errands for him.

"That's Lawrence, my colleague."

After watching his colleagues leave, Cesar turned to Roman: "Let's do some practice while he is going to get things! I will attack you, and you try to block it. Remember which part of the sword should be Block it?"

"Strong sword body."

"very good."

Cesar raised the long sword to the height of his face, then stepped forward with his right foot, and the blade of the sword came down obliquely.Roman raised his long sword to block, and accurately caught Cesar's blade with the second half of the blade.He was worried that he would not be able to stop Cesar's sword, so he pressed extra force against the blade of the sword.

Seeing that the two were about to enter a stalemate where their swords were intertwined, Cesar's lips suddenly showed an arc of success.His long sword rolled back against Roman's blade, and with a slight flip, he moved his strong sword to Roman's weak sword.Roman's sword pointed directly at Cesar's face, but he pushed it away lightly.The long sword drove straight in, hitting Roman's mask.

"It's different from what you said!" Roman said aggrieved.

"When you blocked just now, was it in a fantasy movie where two swordsmen intertwined their weapons, refused to give in to each other, and stared at each other?"

"……how do you know?"

"Same world, same mistake. It's all Hollywood's fault." Cesar shook his head, "Forget about what you saw in the movie. Those moves simply don't work in reality, they are all created by martial arts instructors for visual effects It's made up. You've seen it too, in actual combat, you will only give your opponent a head if you stay still."

"Next time, can you tell me in advance?" Although there is a mask for protection, it doesn't feel good to be stabbed head-on with a sword.

"Use your physical memory, the impression will be deeper. In actual combat, standing still is the only way to die. The best defense is to attack. While blocking the opponent's attack, send out your own sword. This is what soldiers hit' Combination of offense and defense'. The second best method is to evade and find gaps to counterattack. The third method is to dispel the opponent's attack, or guide the opponent to attack the wrong place. The worst is of course to defend for the sake of defense, only to defend and not to attack. A true swordsman never defends."

At this time Lawrence returned.He pushed open the glass door with a heavy book. "Here. By the way, Lindsay told me to tell you—"

"Enough!" Cesar snatched his book and kicked him out the door, "I'm teaching, please don't disturb!"

Roman looked at Lawrence who rubbed his ass and walked away with pity. "Lindsay seems to want to tell you something very important, won't you listen?"

Cesar slammed the glass door: "You are more important!"

"Wow, I'm so glad you said that, but Lindsay seems to be..."

"Leave her alone!" Cesar handed the book to Roman, "You take this, the textbook compiled by our club mainly explains German-style swordsmanship, which is what I teach you. Some knowledge is still taught in books. In more detail. Of course, I will teach you all the knowledge in person, and the book is for your memo."

Roman roughly flipped through the self-compiled textbook.Although it was written by the club itself, the printing is extraordinarily exquisite, with rich pictures and texts, and there is a QR code label at the back of the book, with the words "Scan to watch the teaching demonstration video" below.

Cesar shut the book abruptly: "Don't read it now, let's continue to practice!"

"Wait, what's an instructional video?"

"Literally. I told you that I will teach you personally, so you don't need to watch the video." Cesar snatched the book and threw it aside.

Seeing the precious textbooks being thrown around at will, Roman's heart raced wildly.Cesar is so reluctant for him to watch the video, there must be some unknown secret hidden in the video.Could it be that the demonstrator is himself, so he is shy?But his personality of being the only one in the sky and the world doesn't look like a shy person...

Afterwards, the practice was quite simple. Cesar never launched a surprise attack again, but demonstrated several basic postures in German swordsmanship to Roman one by one.All offense and defense evolved from these postures.Each posture also has its own name. For example, the starting posture of Alex and Cesar in the first battle is called the roof posture, because the long sword is held high like a roof; Cesar’s posture is called the hoe posture. , because holding a sword is like holding a hoe.If it were Roman, they might be named "First Form" and "Second Form".He was a man with neither taste nor imagination.

After demonstrating all the postures, today's class is over.Roman took off his mask and took a deep breath of fresh air.Learning new things is easy to get tired. In the past, he didn't feel tired even if he practiced for two or three hours in a row.However, it is also possible that his physical strength has declined. After all, he has not exercised much since he was discharged from the hospital.

"I'm going to take a shower." He pushed open the door of the practice room, brushed away his sweaty hair, and asked Cesar, "Together?"

"Together?" Cesar stopped walking.

"Oh, I forgot, isn't Lindsay still looking for you? You go first, I know where the bathroom is."

"It's okay, just let her wait." Cesar followed Roman's ass step by step.

"Maybe it's really important." Roman was worried, "You should go there first, it's embarrassing to ask you to accompany me all the time."

Cesar tugged at the buckle on the protective suit, and said bitterly: "Okay." He rushed to the front desk with heavy steps, and every step made an astonishingly loud noise, as if Godzilla was in a state of destruction. Attack on Tokyo.Roman felt that he and Lindsay might not have a good relationship.Workplace relationships are so complicated!

He changed the protective clothing in the locker room, entered the bathroom with a towel on, closed the frosted glass door, and put the towel on the door casually.After a while, another person came in with slippers.Blurred figures reflected on the frosted glass.He paused for a moment in front of Roman's cubicle, then entered the next cubicle.The sound of splashing water sounded.

Roman knocked on the partition: "Cesar?"

"What are you doing?" Cesar's voice was covered by the sound of water, making it a bit vague.

"Oh, it's you. You came so fast."

"I said nothing important..."

"Today's practice is very interesting. I don't know when I can formally compete with you."

"With your level, you will soon be able to... Ugh!"

Cesar made a weird sound like a tomato being crushed.A few seconds later, a light red liquid spread from the gap under the partition.