Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 37: Special Training, One Against Two
Back in the rest area, Yan Qing immediately handed over a bottle of mineral water: "Brother Qi, you knocked that big guy's knife off, it's too exaggerated!"
"Hmm...it's average. Wait, don't you have to compete?" Qi Ji took the water and took a sip, then asked.
"Hehe, 65 to 32, there's one extra person, so it just so happens that I get a bye this round." Yan Qing laughed and said, "I've always been lucky."
There is actually such a good thing. Qi Ji was speechless.
Ding Dong, the phone in his storage place lit up. He picked it up and saw it was Qin Zijin.
Qin Zijin: [Qi Ji, you will fight against Li Kuang later, you must do your best! ]
This message was sent ten minutes ago. At that time, Qi Ji was preparing to go on stage and had no time to look at his phone.
Qin Zijin: [Qi Ji, you are so strong! Congratulations on advancing again! Crush! ]
Qi Ji: [Meanwhile.]
Qin Zijin: [Vincent! ]
Qi Ji: [It seems like it’s your turn soon? ]
Qin Zijin: [Yes! It’s my turn after yours. Let’s not talk about it now. I have to go get ready.]
Putting down his phone, Qi Ji's schedule for today was over. He relaxed his whole body and started to act like a qualified spectator, watching the competitions of each player carefully.
Half an hour later, all the games were over and the result of the rookie tournament of 64 to 32 was officially announced.
Among the seeded players I know, except for Li Kuang who was unlucky and met Qi Ji and was eliminated, almost all the familiar players successfully advanced to the top 32.
In the evening, after dinner, Qi Ji followed Zhang Zizai back to the training floor of the headquarters.
The two fifth-level swordsmanship masters arranged by the headquarters had already been waiting in the training room.
They were two men, around thirty-four or thirty-five years old, with a calm temperament.
"It's you two! Li Linqing, Huang Yunfei." Zhang Zizai saw the two of them and greeted them with a smile.
Qi Ji also greeted the two seniors politely.
When Li Linqing and Huang Yunfei saw Zhang Zizai, they immediately straightened up and took the initiative to greet Zhang Zizai with a smile.
Zhang Zizai briefly chatted for a few words, then turned the focus to training. He said to the two swordsmen, "Xiao Li, Xiao Huang, you should know my special player Qi Ji."
"I know him, of course I know him! This year's Rookie Game brought honor to our Zang Feng!" Li Linqing said with a smile.
"Zang Feng's new talent, I saw your performance in the rookie game. When I was your age, I wasn't even worthy of carrying your scabbard." Huang Yunfei praised even more and made a self-deprecating comment.
Qi Ji smiled and nodded: "I'm sorry to bother you two seniors to guide me so late at night."
"What's the trouble? It's not shameful to make money!"
"It's no trouble, the company pays us!"
The two seniors smiled and waved their hands.
Then it was awkward.
I can only say that those rough guys who play martial arts are really not very good at chatting.
Zhang Zizai looked at the three people who were in a state of awkwardness and laughed, "Come on, stop exchanging pleasantries. The two of you will come and practice with Xiao Qi for the next few nights. Let's get straight to the point and put on your protective gear."
The three men ran into the locker room as if they had been pardoned, and came out fully armed soon after.
"How to practice?" Li Linqing asked, holding a short knife almost as long as the Xiuchun Sword.
Qi Ji said softly: "Two seniors, I mainly want to ask you to help me train my ability to withstand pressure. My own idea is to fight one against two, and then you keep attacking me. Don't worry about the points or defense. I will try not to attack you and only defend."
After saying that, Qi Ji put on his helmet, drew his knife, and threw the scabbard onto the ground behind him.
Is there such a way of exercising?
Li Linqing and Huang Yunfei looked at each other but didn't say much. Perhaps this was the unique way of thinking of geniuses.
Zhang Zizai was in charge of supervising from the side and also helped to call out the start.
Then, the three of them came forward and fought each other.
As soon as they started fighting, Qi Ji felt the terrifying pressure.
Two knives came at him at the same time. He blocked with his sword horizontally, but he could only block one end. The other knife directly hit his shoulder armor.
Seeing Qi Ji being stabbed, the two seniors subconsciously paused and stepped back.
This is a habit that has been bred in years of martial arts competitions - stop once you are hit, and it is difficult to change it in a short period of time.
Qi Ji said softly: "Two seniors, please don't stop when you hit me later, and keep attacking as continuously as possible!"
The two seniors looked at each other, then nodded slightly and attacked at the same time again!
Two five-section weapons, two knives, attacked Qi Ji at the same time.
At this moment, he felt that he was not facing a violent storm, but an avalanche and a mudslide!
This is totally different from single player battles!
Even facing Luo Lang who was in an explosive state in the tower was not that exaggerated!
Qi Ji only felt countless sword lights changing before his eyes. He tried his best to block the opponent's attack by relying on his instinct, but he was caught off guard and was hit multiple times in an instant.
These two fifth-level sparring partners have never cooperated before. Now one of them is just standing on one side and attacking Qi Ji on his own. It is almost foreseeable that after the two of them improve their cooperation, Qi Ji will become even more difficult to resist.
Fighting two enemies head-on is so difficult that it is hard to imagine how the martial arts masters in martial arts novels could single-handedly break through thousands of troops and take the enemy's head.
Although he was being hit continuously, Qi Ji still gritted his teeth and persisted, trying his best to ensure that his movements did not become deformed, and tried his best to block the attacks with the fastest speed and shortest route.
Because he vaguely felt that this special training method was very likely on the right track.
The crackling sounds of protective gear being hit by weapons continued to ring out, as if hail was falling in the training room.
Soon, the fierce attack and defense lasted for about a minute, and the two sparring seniors stopped attacking one after another and began to breathe. It was extremely rare for a normal human being to continuously attack with a weapon weighing more than a pound with explosive intensity for more than a minute.
Looking at Qi Ji again, he took off his helmet, and the face under the helmet looked as if he had been fished out of the water. Bead-sized beads of sweat kept coming out of his eyes. Just as he was about to move, his steps went weak and he staggered and sat down on the ground.
The physical energy he consumed was at least three times that of his two sparring partners.
But a happy smile .
In the past minute, he could hardly make any effective defense, but as time went on, he actually felt that he was getting used to it a little bit.
I believe that with more training in the future, he will be able to adapt more and more to sieges of this intensity, and will be able to face Luo Lang's rapid attacks calmly.
It has to be said that humans are truly a species with amazing adaptability.
Zhang Zizai hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Qi Ji who was about to speak with a serious face: "Don't talk! I want to revise the agreement I made with you!"
He said seriously: "No matter how effective this kind of training is for you, you can't do this kind of intense confrontation for more than an hour every night! And this hour must be divided into multiple breaks to recover your physical strength. Each attack and defense time must not exceed one minute! The rest time must not be less than 10 minutes!"
"Otherwise, there will be serious problems with your body!"
