Chapter 159 Stray Bullets from History
Followed Siebert into the training room.
Chen Lun felt his eyes light up.
As Siebert said, this is the club's only open-air training room, which is quite spacious inside. Looking up, thick glass replaced the ceiling and was set quite high.
The sun shines down from the sky and through the glass, making the entire training room extremely bright.
At this time, there were seven or eight people in the training room, each doing training. Several of them were teachers of fighting courses, giving guidance in a low voice.
"Mr. Wood, this is Mr. Jack who has just joined the club. He is also very interested in swordsmanship."
Siebert said to a middle-aged man with short hair.
Woo——!
The short-haired man brandished the two-handed sword in his hand, making a whirring sound. After slashing a few times, he used his outer elbow to support the heavy sword body and stopped.
Clang!
Wood directly grabbed the blade of the sword with his hand, held it upright, and leaned against himself. Because he was wearing leather gloves, the unedged two-handed sword could not hurt his fingers.
"Welcome."
He said calmly.
"Hey, Mr. Jack, if you want to learn swordsmanship, I recommend Mr. Wood to you... He graduated from the Trisul Royal Academy, studied swordsmanship, and once won the Amber City Swordsmanship Gold Medal."
Siebert introduced Chen Lun.
"That's really amazing."
Chen Lun smiled.
"Let me compete with Teacher Wood first. Mr. Jack, how about you take a good look at it?"
Siebert suggested.
Chen Lun nodded.
"I'm looking forward to your performance, Mr. Siebert."
"Okay!"
Siebert drank some wine, his cheeks turned red and he looked a little excited.
He held his long sword, put on his helmet and protective gear, and said to his swordsmanship teacher Wood:
"Teacher Wood, let's get started."
"Careful, Mr. Siebert."
Wood Art Master was bold and did not take any precautions.
With a kick of his toes, there was a bang, and the two-handed sword was raised from the ground, held by his arms, like a spear facing Siebert.
Woohoo!
Siebert stepped forward, stabbing out the sword in his hand.
But in the next second, he was parried by Wood's two-handed sword, and then deflected, with a clang, and sparks flew out.
Wood directly grabbed the blade of the two-handed sword with his hands, turned it upside down and hit Siebert with the hilt of the sword, like a war hammer.
This surprised Siebert. He was in a panic and didn't know what to do. In the end, he just raised his sword with both hands to block.
Bang!
Siebert's hands went numb and he almost couldn't hold the sword.
Wood took a step forward, then rushed within a meter of Siebert, holding the two-handed sword on his shoulders.
"Huh...aha, I lost."
Siebert admitted defeat frankly and smiled bitterly.
"It seems that the gap between me and Teacher Wood is still so big. I lost before I even used the tricks I just learned."
"Mr. Siebert's physical fitness is not as good as mine, and his skills are still very raw. It is normal to lose... You still need to keep working hard."
Wood slowly retracted his two-handed sword and said.
Chen Lun nodded secretly. This Wood was very skilled and indeed had sufficient attainments in swordsmanship.
In fact, this kind of two-handed sword is a battlefield weapon, used for charging and breaking out, and is not suitable for single combat in this kind of venue. So it can also be seen from this aspect that Wood is indeed very strong.
Unfortunately, he is only a human being.
No matter how good your swordsmanship is, facing an extraordinary person, there is not much difference from other people.
"Mr. Jack, do you want to play too?"
Siebert took off his protective helmet and handed over his long sword with a smile.
He thought for a while and then said:
"If you think Teacher Wood is too strong, you can also have a spar with me. There are various types of weapons on the shelf over there. You can choose at will."
Chen Lun shook his head.
"No, Mr. Siebert, I don't really like this kind of fighting."
"It's just a casual discussion. There are protective gear here and it won't hurt you...and when you come to the club, don't you want to experience a 'fighting battle' yourself?"
Siebert looked confused.
"Sir, as long as I am here, you can rest assured that no one will be hurt."
Wood added on the side, his tone was calm and reassuring.
Chen Lun shook his head again and declined with a smile.
"No, I just came here to visit."
"Well, Mr. Jack...but it's such a shame."
Siebert shrugged and took back his sword with a look of regret on his face.
Wood on the side was slightly startled, then shook his head.
He felt that this black-haired young man was too cautious and even timid, so he was unwilling to fight in person, and he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for him.
How can a man be so cowardly?
Bang! !
Suddenly there was a gunshot in everyone's ears.
They all turned around and saw a middle-aged man with long yellow-brown hair, holding a musket in his hand and aiming it at a target directly in front of him.
Smoke billowed out from the gun.
"Hahaha...! So happy!"
The long-haired man slowly loaded the musket in his hand and laughed loudly.
Next to him stood a thin man, who looked like a teacher like Wood.
"It's already the year 4418 of the solar calendar, it's the age of muskets, what's the use of training in fighting and swordsmanship?!"
The long-haired man said loudly.
"These are old techniques that should be eliminated and backward combat skills. The new era should be ruled by muskets!"
Wood frowned and walked towards him with his two-handed sword in hand.
"Hey! Are you deliberately stirring up trouble?! Sir?"
He shouted in a deep voice.
A figure stood in front of him, it was the thin man.
"Wood, this is my student and my guest... What do you want to do?"
said the thin man.
Wood asked with a cold face:
"Student? Marlowe, your course is to teach people how to shoot? Why didn't I know...Are you sure you work in the 'Foil Fighting Club'?"
"Oh, I'm just teaching Mr. Ford fighting steps and dodge skills. There are no rules in the club. You can't practice shooting here..."
The thin man named Marlowe shrugged.
"Hey, I know him, Ford...he's the manager of the new Firepower Shooting Club next door!"
Sibert looked at the long-haired man and felt that he looked familiar. Suddenly he thought of something and spoke.
After hearing his words, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Ford.
"It seems you are here to cause trouble, Mr. Ford?"
Wood said coldly.
"Oh, don't get me wrong...I'm just stating a fact."
Ford brushed his long yellow-brown hair and patted the musket in his hand.
"Why don't we have a competition? Let's see who is the final winner...?
I happen to be here too, recommending ‘Fire Shooting Club’ to everyone! There are various types of muskets there, as well as veterans who have been on the battlefield as instructors! ”
"Asshole!"
Wood cursed angrily.
This kind of behavior of grabbing business in public is extremely annoying. He couldn't help it anymore and put a hand on the shoulder of Marlowe, who was also the course teacher.
"Marlowe, Mr. Charles helped you and I when we were down, and this is how you repay him?"
Wood asked in a low voice.
Marlowe's expression changed slightly, but soon turned cold again.
"No one would think that they make too much money, Wood... you won't understand."
"You guy..."
Wood stared at him.
"Okay! I agree to your invitation to fight!"
He suddenly turned his head and shouted to Ford, the long-haired man.
Ford sneered, turned the musket in his hand twice, and pointed at Wood.
"I admire your courage! But I don't want to go to jail for killing people..."
He pulled out a piece of paper.
"I have already signed this liability release agreement. If you have the guts, sign it too."
Wood narrowed his eyes slightly.
For the other party to do this, it was obviously planned in advance. Deliberately provoking and then stabbing people to build a reputation for that shooting club.
But Wood didn't choose to give in.
Such is his character that he won't back down. If it weren't for his personality, he wouldn't have been kicked out of the army or even ended up on the street.
Wood strode forward, took the agreement expressionlessly, and signed his name on it.
"Okay! In that case, let's start!"
Ford folded the agreement, put it in his arms, and said loudly.
The two of them stood seven or eight meters away, in accordance with the rules of the fighting arena. If the distance is further increased, it will be an irreparable disadvantage for Wood.
Everyone focused their attention on the two of them, as if they were all excited because they were about to see blood.
A few people went out at some unknown time and spread the word. More and more people came here and squeezed into the open-air training room.
Chen Lun stood beside Sibert, watching from the outside of the circle.
‘You can say he is a fool, you can also say he is a brave man...’
This is what he said about Wood.
Wood has replaced the two-handed sword in his hand with a long sword, ready to go all out.
Chaos mist flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.
After [divination] and his own predictions, he had roughly seen the outcome of the battle - the man named Ford would be decapitated with a sword, but in the end Wood would also die of lead poisoning.
Snap!
The battle has begun!
Everyone exclaimed, and Wood rushed over first. He was very fast, like a vigorous cheetah. During this process, he held the sword in both hands and held it high in front of his eyes.
Bang! !
A gunshot!
Right at this moment.
Wood seemed to feel that his mind was enlightened, and everything seemed to be destined. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed forward.
Cang——! !
There was a crisp sound, sparks burst out, and the lead bullets shot were cut in half by his sword.
The stray bullet made a piercing sound and shot straight towards Chen Lun's eyebrows!
‘No, this is not the result of my divination...! ’
An idea came to Chen Lun's mind.
Whoosh!
Chen Lun raised his silver cane and waved it gently.
Pong!
The cane moved across a semicircle, accurately knocking away half of the lead bullet, and then put it down as if nothing had happened.
Everything happens in a flash.
Except for Siebert, who was standing beside him, no one noticed anything unusual.
"Jack...Mr. Jack?!"
Siebert's eyes widened. Thanks for the tip~
There are also monthly passes for other beauties, thank you~
(End of chapter)