The moment of impact, there was a bang sound, which sounded a bit fierce and fierce aura as the forged hammer fell.

Powell was hit and fell two or three meters away, and soon jumped up. He found that the wooden sword in his hand was shattered due to the impact, and even his tiger's mouth was bleeding. But the boy opposite had nothing to do with it. At most, the wooden shield was broken and replaced with one.

The old knight also said happily: "Hisser Hugo, you are different from your servants, and you can have some advanced training. I think this opponent is just right for you, making you close to actual combat and accelerate your improvement."

Accelerate improvement? I really treat me as a sparring training.

The attendant gave Powell another wooden sword. He shook his head and was completely angered by the impact just now. He directly pulled out his carry-on sword and rushed towards Zhou Qingfeng like a rage. The blade slashed and the blade broke through the air.

A layer of white light is attached to the blade, which is the characteristic of a powerful adventurer to release his power.

The old knight exclaimed, "Stop", and Zhou Qingfeng also felt the murderous intent coming, and the hair was established. The perception enhancement brought forward reaction. The moment Powell drew his sword, he quickly evaluated the opponent's attack intention.

Eyes, brain, hands and feet, coordinate quickly and make consistent responses.

If it were in the past, Zhou Qingfeng would have to wait until the blade cuts through his neck before he can react. However, even if there is a reaction, he often makes mistakes because of too much panic. But at this moment, his body coordinates very quickly.

When the opponent drew his sword, the young man stood up and felt it immediately; when the opponent slashed, several more responses were instantly in his mind; when the opponent pressed, he was still a little panicked.

Still lack of experience.

But actual combat can make up for it.

Zhou Qingfeng stepped back instantly and dodged his opponent's blade. Immediately, Powell slashed again and again, he retreated again and again, setting a distance to deal with the attack of the next knife.

The old knight kept calling the order and had already pulled out his knight's knife. However, after three steps in a row, the young man shouted: "Don't move, I'll do it myself."

With three consecutive swords, the sharp blades must break away from the sword body and turn into shining sword light. This looks like the warrior's "Qi-lifting Slash", or the "Evil-breaking Slash" of the paladin. In short, they are all powerful attack methods.

But even three swords failed to hit the target, Powell had to stop and reevaluate his opponent's strength. He was determined to win all his attacks just now, but the boy on the opposite side seemed to have the ability to predict and always dodge immediately after he took action.

"This is a non-human being. It is impossible for normal humans to have this intuition like a beast." Three powerful attacks made Powell put some energy into it. He began to believe that he was facing an extremely terrifying opponent.

"No wonder Fabrow said that there are evil demons in this village. If it is not evil demons, how can he have such agility?" Powell was fully focused, and his passion for mission made him forget him. He had only one thought in his mind, "I must kill this evil demon."

One instant hit is faster and faster than the previous three strikes.

Zhou Qingfeng avoided three times in a row, but this time he faced the enemy and blocked the wooden sword in his hand.

At this moment, Powell released all the power accumulated in his chest and lungs. He saw it sincerely, believing that his powerful and powerful blow would definitely cut off a mere wooden sword, and then cut the young demon under the knife. "Die!"

The loud shout shook his eardrums and shocked the weak. Many young rookie attendants were frightened and retreated repeatedly. Even the old knight Nasser, who was watching the game, was surprised. He chose an adventurer to practice for Zhou Qingfeng, but actually chose a master.

But when this strike was fired, outsiders could not interfere, and even Cialique's reminder was meaningless. Zhou Qingfeng could only deal with it himself. He did not retreat but advanced, blocking the spiritual blade with one sword.

A light lit up on Powell's sword, and Zhou Qingfeng's wooden sword also had a sharp light blade. A thin and narrow light blade was first emitted and hit the sword. The blade of the sword was cut like a piece of paper and divided into two broken sections.

A blade in front left and flew more than ten meters away, hitting the wooden frame with weapons next to the training ground. The wooden frame was immediately beaten to the ground. However, the body of the sword was missing a lot, and the momentum and strength of the chopping plunged like a cliff.

Zhou Qingfeng used a wooden sword, but he forced his opponent's weapon to point the tip of the sword at his throat. As long as he gave it lightly, a big hole would be opened in the opponent's throat. Powell's body was stiff, maintaining an awkward posture of slashing with a knife but not being able to cut.

In fact, it failed

Powell held his breath in his heart, and his gray face turned red. He raised his head and stared at the tip of the sword that was forcing his throat. He looked at the boy who was sneering at him, but he didn't dare to move after being broken.

The old knight hurriedly caught up from behind, first glaring at Powell fiercely, then looking at the proud Zhou Qingfeng. He snatched the sword in Powell's hand and touched the smooth broken mouth. He was frightened and guessed what was going on?

"Congratulations, Your Excellency Hugo. I am happy for your progress." The old knight threw the broken knife and turned around and shouted to Powell: "What did you just want to do? Have you killed our Chairman?"

Powell was kicked down by the old knight, but he breathed again. He was stunned by the broken sword thrown on the ground. Although this knife was not a magic weapon, it was also a rare good knife, but it was cut off by the young evil demon's wooden sword.

No, not a wooden sword.

The light blade just now seemed to be a spiritual energy, with super powerful penetration and cutting attributes. This is definitely not a ability that ordinary people can possess.

"It turns out that he is the extremely evil king of the Black Forest. I really underestimate this level of evil demon. Maybe the other party's true strength is far above me, just pretending to be a boy and come and play with me."

The old knight's angry shout made Powell think that he had been seen through his intention. His mind was turning at high speed, he was hesitating whether to turn around and escape to gather more partners, or fight to the death to exchange for life.

Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand and grabbed the old knight, not caring, "Don't worry, I have a clear mind. Since it is a practical training, you must find a guy who is cruel enough. Lord Nasser, you are not cruel enough when you train us."

The old knight looked ugly and stared at Zhou Qingfeng for a few times, as if he had received some information. He also knew that if he wanted to become stronger, he had to face life and death, so he calmed down and pointed out the mistake Zhou Qingfeng had just dealt with.

"His Excellency Hugo, your physical fitness is already amazing, but your skills need to be strengthened."

Simply put, Zhou Qingfeng has good physical fitness, but he has practiced too little.

Powell's expression changed, and he had not decided how to deal with it. He originally thought that he had just shown his murderous intent, so he had to give it a try. But the old knight turned his head and tried to fight Professor Zhou Qingfeng, and he didn't pay any attention to him.

Could it be that this evil demon didn't notice my unusualness?

Powell's mind was about to retreat again. The evil King of the Black Forest had seen him and had some understanding of his strength. The next thing was to summon his companions to fight him.

There is no need to pay attention to morality for the leaders of this kind of evil forces. It is better to find more people to join us. Thinking about it may be a time to stay for useful people and make strategic progress.

But the old Knight Nasser taught a few words, turned his head and asked the servant to hand Powell a set of swords and shields, and ordered him to feed Mr. Zhou.

Still fighting?

Powell's mind was turning around again, not knowing how to deal with it. He lowered his head slightly and said, "His Excellency Hugo, I'm here to apply for the patrol."

"I think you are good, so I will be a training assistant now." Zhou Qingfeng didn't give the other party a chance to refuse. "My personal guard and I need training, and you can't be with us every day. So your existence is still very necessary.

Those few simple and fierce strokes you just now are very good. I can feel the strong sense of crisis hanging by the thread of life. This is exactly the quality that an assistant teacher should have."

"Is this evil demon praising me for being powerful, or is it not powerful enough?"

If he fights apart, Powell feels that he will be too old to die. But now it seems that there is still a way out, and he cannot refuse. Next, Uncle Zhou really uses him as an assistant coach and is very serious about training his fighting skills.

Whether it is hand-to-hand combat or sword, if you want to fight efficiently, you need to pay attention to skills such as exerting force, hand-eye coordination, etc. Just like an ordinary person can only fight turtle punches randomly, but professional boxers can combine strength and skills to fight ten by one.

Powell restrained his murderous intent in the next training and observed more. But this training job lasted all day. In addition to accompanying Zhou Qingfeng, he also had to teach the rookie guards. Only at night did he have a rest.

"I'm so tired. That evil boy has such good physical strength. He can practice continuously." When Powell dragged his tired body and moved into the house arranged for him, he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to escape.

If he knew that Zhou Qingfeng had the physical strength like a werewolf through the constant law, Powell would probably jump up and curse immediately. When he entered the bedroom, he found that this was a double room. Robin, who came with him, was sitting in front of the oil lamp stupidly.

When the spy Robin saw Powell, both sides seemed to meet relatives. The former asked pitifully: "Have you been doing well this day?"

Powell fell on the wooden bed, shook his head tiredly, "I successfully got into the core of this village and saw the demon himself. But the situation was so thorough. What about you?"

Robin even lost his voice and scolded: "I was cheated."

"Being cheated? Who was cheated?"

"It's not that someone has cheated."

"What else can you be deceived if you don't get cheated?"
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