All-Heavens Spellcaster

As the days of the official start of the First Military Conference are getting closer and closer, the entire Junlin City has flooded with a large number of outsiders, which has brought tremendous pressure to the originally poor public order, and also caused a variety of food , The price of drinks is rising.

Leave aside other places. The house that Zhang Cheng just bought has been patronized by three waves of thieves. The youngest one is only eleven-twelve years old, all from the name “Flea The slums of the 鈥渘est鈥?are still a group of children who have not grown up.

The motive for stealing is also very simple, that is, I am extremely hungry, and flow into the kitchen over the wall to fill my stomach with leftovers.

Looking at these scrawny Little Brat kneeling on the ground, he was rather helplessly sighed instructed: “Just give them something to eat, and then put it all. Remember, Delhi, the future Don鈥檛 bother me with trivial matters, just take care of it yourself.”

“Yes, Sir, you are such a kind person.” A 40-year-old middle age person stroked his chest with one hand. bow.

As a professionally trained steward, he has faithfully performed his duties since the day he took office, and he has managed a large yard in an orderly manner, and has never seen any difference.

“Very well, go ahead and let Blanco know by the way, the time for sword technique training is up.” After all, Zhang Cheng no longer paid attention to his steward and continued to play around with the table. Bottles and jars on top.

With the start-up capital of 2500 Golden Dragon, he disguised himself as an aristocratic child from afar in just a few days and not only bought a large building It also hired a steward, two male servants and four maids.

The most important thing is that he hired a good mercenary to practice his fighting skills seriously, intending to kill fifty opponents before the start of the competition in order to obtain a melee professional template as soon as possible.

Anyway, the requirement of the mission is to kill fifty opponents, and it does not strictly require the opponent to reach what level.

This also means that before the start of the battle, you may be able to get the opponent seriously injured or starve for a few days.

As for the candidates, the robbers, ruffians, gangsters, murderers, and rapists in Junlin City Prison are the best targets.

You only need to spend money to buy the golden robe guarding the prison, and they don’t mind selling some privately.

In fact, many prisoners in the prison are secretly stuffed into the cabin every year, transported to the remote slave sea, and sold to the slave owner who lives there.

About three to five minutes, an old man wearing leather armor and holding two wooden swords in his arms walked into the room and gave a salute: “Good afternoon, Sir. I again recommend that you give up participating. Such an unrealistic idea of 鈥嬧€媡he tournament. Because with your skill and innate talent, it will be difficult to defeat a qualified veteran even in a few years, let alone the martial arts master Knight.”

“Don’t talk nonsense! Let’s just start today’s sword technique class.” Zhang Cheng put aside the research at hand, turned around and drew out a fairly heavy training wooden sword.

“Well, whatever you want, it’s not my time and money that was wasted anyway.” Blanco shrugged indifferently.

He didn鈥檛 even assume a standard sword-holding posture. While waving the wooden sword very casually, he said: 鈥淚鈥檝e taught the sword technique the basic steps, breathing and parry skills last few times. today, let us into the actual combat phase. Although I personally feel that you should exercise your muscles, but it does not matter since you strong demand, and now please start to attack it. “

” watch out! “

Zhang Cheng, who has always disliked nonsense, took a violent step forward and swung his first sword from the bottom up with the standard low-handed start style.

Although the posture does not look pleasing at all, the actual effect is not bad at all. To be precise, in most actual combat sword techniques, there are not many movements that can be called beautiful.

“You did good! But it’s not enough!” Blanco effortlessly used backhand pressure to defuse the attack

However, he not at all took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, just It took a step back and continued to stand in place, waiting for the next round.

Obviously, according to Zhang Cheng’s current level, let alone winning, it is quite difficult to create a threat.

But he has never been a person who likes to follow the rules, let alone be restricted by the so-called standard posture.

After the First Round’s attack failed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile, followed by the raised high wooden sword and made a strong slashing action.

Out of habit and instinct, Blanco immediately chose to hold a sword with both hands to parry.

Just as the two wooden swords were about to collide, Zhang Cheng suddenly raised his foot and kicked fiercely at the vital part between the opponent’s legs.

This time, his movements are fast and sharp, leaving no time for the opponent to react at all.

Next second…

Boom!

“Ah!!!!!! It’s…damn it!”

Blanco knelt to the ground in pain, his face full of distorted expressions.

No need to ask, he must be very painful now, so painful that he can’t even grasp the sword.

As a mercenary born to death, it was the first time that he encountered such despicable, shameless, and nasty tricks, so he was accidentally caught.

“Hehe, how do you feel, my dear sword technique Teacher?” Zhang Cheng asked quite proudly.

“Awesome! I can guarantee that if you use this trick in a formal martial arts competition, it will be 100% stinking, and the King Your Majesty will even directly deprive you of your noble title.” Blanco clutched his injuries. The “dandan” gnashing teeth replied.

Looking at the other person鈥檚 battered and exhausted expression, Zhang Cheng couldn鈥檛 help laughing: “hahahaha! Don鈥檛 worry, I鈥檓 not stupid enough to use it in a competition, just want you to judge it. , If I take the sword to a duel with an ordinary person now, what is the chance of winning?”

“This is not easy to say, I personally think it is difficult for most people to block the one you just Feet. Why, are you having any trouble?” Blanco struggled to stand up and asked quite concerned.

“No, no, that’s it for today’s sword technique, I have got the answer I want.” Then, Zhang Cheng threw the wooden sword aside and continued to play with the table. On bauble.

Seeing that the employer didn’t intend to disclose the news, Blanco didn’t force it. He leaned slightly, then turned and left the room.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, Zhang Cheng put on a gray cloak on his back foot. At the same time, he brought a sword and a bag of Golden Dragon, sneaked out from the back door quietly, and went straight to the prison of Junlin City. direction.

Two days ago, he had already contacted the warden and negotiated the price. The next thing to do is to pay and kill the criminals in the bottom cell of the prison.