Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 1: Suggestion of mutual destruction
At the end of June, when we are about to enter the height of summer, the weather in the south is already scorching hot.
"How can a newbie with no experience in using a knife defeat a veteran swordsman?"
In a room in a community in Taiping City, a tall but thin young man had a pale face and his eyes were fixed on the computer screen in front of him.
After thinking for a while, he added some content under the title of the post: "Suppose you are an ordinary adult male about 185 cm tall, who is not good at exercise and has no experience in fighting or fighting. You are holding a straight sword about a meter long, and facing a swordsman about 175 cm tall, holding a sakura sword and with superb skills. 】
[The other party does not negotiate with you, but only wants to kill you without considering any cost. How can you kill the other party and survive? ]
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In Daxia's most popular online military forum, such a post attracted discussions among veterans.
[It's very difficult. If you meet him, you will die.]
[What are you fantasizing about? Without protective gear, a master can kill a novice with one strike.]
[Seriously answer, in this case, you can consider "double kill"]
[What a double kill, damn it, anyone who intentionally kills twice should be banned]
[The situation described by the poster above is not a competition. Double kill is a way to survive.]
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The post quickly received many responses.
"Double kill?"
The young man paused while dragging the mouse and searched for the term on the search engine.
Double kill is often used to describe the situation in which both sides hit each other in kendo and other martial arts sports. Some sports rules stipulate that in this situation, the "first hit" scores, while some rules stipulate that neither side scores in this situation.
It is worth mentioning that in the non-scoring rules, the weak player often deliberately double-kills the strong player to avoid losing points. If a person intentionally creates a double kill, the strong player often cannot effectively avoid it.
The young man slapped his thigh fiercely, this method is amazing!
"Ding-ling-ling--" The familiar ringtone of the telephone rang, interrupting the young man's thoughts. He glanced at the caller ID irritably, then silently put away his anger.
"Hello, manager..." The young man answered the phone guiltily, his voice low and hoarse.
"Qi Ji, why does your voice become like this? Do you have a cold?" The manager's voice came from the other end of the phone. He sounded a little angry at first, but soon he realized that something was wrong with the young man's voice.
Could it be that this guy is exhausted from working overtime for half a month?
The young man Qi Ji suddenly had an idea, and after a few words of pity, he successfully applied for three days of adjustment. Then he quickly washed, dressed, and left home.
More than ten minutes later, Qi Ji arrived at the Taiping City Gymnasium. According to the navigation, he successfully found a large venue in the gymnasium - the Taiping City Branch of the Daxia Zangfeng Defending Club.
Looking up at the sign, Qi Ji quickly walked into the venue.
What caught the eye were evenly cut square arenas, on several of which there were two people sparring with swords or knives.
The sound of swords clashing was endless.
Qi Ji found the information desk next to the gate, where a pretty receptionist was sitting.
"Hello, do you provide coaching services here?" Qi Ji asked directly.
The girl smiled and replied: "Hello, sir. Our Cangfeng Club can provide a full range of teaching courses based on your martial arts level. What are your specific requirements?"
Qi Ji hesitated for a moment and said, "I have never been exposed to martial arts. I want to ask, can I ask the coach to give me sparring guidance without taking classes?"
He really doesn't have that much time to learn from the basics.
The girl was a little surprised, then quickly smiled and nodded: "Sure, what kind of individual guidance do you need? Do you have any special requirements for the coach's level?"
Qi Ji seemed to be recalling something, and then said in a firm tone: "Come here, a master, fight me with real swords."
The receptionist was a little confused, wondering if she had misheard. Without any basic martial arts skills, she was asking to fight a real sword duel with an expert?
Is this person probably seriously ill?
The receptionist restrained his tense expression and forced a smile, saying, "Sir, martial arts is a dangerous sport, especially real sword fighting. Although both sides are required to wear protective gear, accidents often lead to injuries..."
Qi Ji nodded: "It's okay, I can sign a waiver, don't worry about me getting hurt."
"But this is still very dangerous, and we really don't recommend it..." The receptionist felt so unlucky that she had to run into such a weirdo.
"What's wrong?" At this time, finding that the two sides seemed to be in a stalemate, a middle-aged man nearby walked over quickly and asked.
The receptionist quickly looked at the savior who came over: "Master Zhang, this gentleman has never learned martial arts, but he wants to find a coach to practice actual combat!"
Coach Zhang looked at Qi Ji.
Qi Ji felt a little embarrassed and had to explain: "I mainly want to know how many moves an ordinary person who has never learned martial arts can take on a master. I'm just curious."
Hmm? Coach Zhang looked at Qi Ji's nearly 1.9-meter-tall figure, and somehow thought of a post he had just seen on the forum.
He showed some interest and said with a smile, "Hello, sir. Martial arts is indeed a dangerous sport, but if you are willing to sign a waiver agreement like in a formal fight, I can arrange for someone to give it a try for you."
Qi Ji nodded immediately: "I can sign the agreement, no problem."
"Do you have any other requirements for the type of coach you are looking for?" Coach Zhang asked with a smile.
"He's good at Sakura Kendo, and he's about 1.75 meters tall." Qi Ji thought for a while and said.
Oh my god, it might be the original poster himself. Coach Zhang laughed when he heard Qi Ji's request. He turned around and called out, "Xiao Yang, come here. There's a job here."
A short-haired young man over there answered and trotted over quickly.
Coach Zhang pulled Xiao Yang to his side and introduced him, "This is Coach Yang. He is a professional second-level fighter. He is considered a young expert in our club. Let him practice with you."
Qi Ji nodded and asked one last question: "How much is the price?"
"Coach Yang is an intermediate coach in our club. The price for sparring with you is 500 yuan per hour. Since you don't have your own equipment, the equipment rental fee is 200 yuan per time." The receptionist next to her quickly responded.
"Since you are a newbie with no experience, I'll give you a discount. The training fee is three hundred and one hour." Coach Zhang added.
Coach Yang next to him was confused? Did they mean to let him play against a rookie?
About half an hour later, the waiver agreement was signed, and with the assistance of the club staff, Qi Ji, wearing protective gear, stood face to face with Coach Yang on the stage.
The protective gear was a bit tight, and Qi Ji moved his shoulders awkwardly.
"Are you ready?" Coach Zhang's voice came from outside the court.
Qi Ji nodded, holding the unsharpened long sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword slightly slanted towards the coach opposite. His awkward posture made the veteran martial artists watching couldn't help laughing.
"Xiao Yang, Mr. Qi doesn't know how to fight, so you better hold back." Coach Zhang shouted.
"No need, please use all your strength." Qi Ji responded loudly, but no one could see the expression under the mask.
Coach Yang, who had already figured out the situation on the opposite side, felt it was a little ridiculous when he heard Qi Ji's words. It was true that ignorance is bliss.
"Then I'm coming, watch out!" Coach Yang didn't take Qi Ji's words as a provocation. But he also made up his mind to take the initiative to attack, ready to shock him with a little blow.
He rushed towards Qi Ji quickly, and the distance between them quickly shortened to a range where he could attack.
Coach Yang swung the Sakura sword in his hand towards Qi Ji, and shouted, "Face!"
While attacking, you have to shout out the part you want to attack loudly. This is the rule of kendo in Sakura Country.
Qi Ji gripped the knife handle tightly and quickly raised his hand, barely blocking the incoming blade.
Coach Yang was a little surprised. Although Qi Ji's posture on the opposite side did not look very standard and his knife movements were awkward, he did not panic and his blocking movements were also neat.
It seems that we can increase our efforts.
Coach Yang was thinking in his mind, but his hands were moving quickly. He quickly retracted the Sakura Sword and then turned it into a horizontal slash with swift and powerful moves.
"Body!"
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About ten minutes later.
Qi Ji sat down on the ground, took off his helmet and was sweating profusely.
They were completely suppressed and beaten, with almost no room for resistance.
Coach Yang on the side also took off his helmet and looked at Qi Ji with a look of surprise and doubt.
This "newbie" really doesn't have any basic skills in fighting. Even his sword-holding posture is wrong and his steps are a mess.
But his psychological quality is surprisingly good, his blocking movements are quick, and he dares to draw his sword.
The two fought for more than ten rounds in total, and the first few rounds were simply coach Yang's crushing guidance.
After a few rounds, Qi Ji was already trying to counterattack while blocking.
And there is one thing that gives Coach Yang a headache. In many cases, Qi Ji completely ignores defense and always tries to attack and double-kill him. In such a situation, no matter how high his level is, he will inevitably fall into his trap.
This made his subsequent attacks a bit restricted.
Is this person seriously ill?
Coach Zhang, who had been observing for a long time , came forward and asked seriously, "Mr. Qi, I see that you seem to be trying to create a double kill?"
Qi Ji looked at Coach Zhang in surprise, then nodded silently: "I saw on the Internet that when a person's fighting skills are not as good as his opponent's, he may be able to survive by dying together..."
Coach Zhang sighed and said, "That's true, but it's evil. It's not encouraged in martial arts."
Qi Ji interrupted the long speech that Coach Zhang was about to make: "Coach Zhang, I understand the principle, but what if an ordinary person has to fight to the death with a swordsmanship expert and can neither defeat him nor escape?"
Coach Zhang opened his mouth, looked at Qi Ji's inexplicably sincere eyes, and said helplessly: "It seems that the only way is to try to die together."
"Yes." Qi Ji looked at Coach Zhang with a firm gaze: "I just want to train in this, even if it means death!"
