Chapter 211: Swordsmanship training

It has to be said that Arthur's physical fitness and Harry Potter world's medical technology have really reached a perverted level. Arthur, whose skin was burned all over his body, had already removed his bandage the next day.
Although the newborn skin was still a bit tender, in general, Arthur recovered well, leaving almost no sequelae, and he was even able to train with Mike in swordsmanship.
At this moment, the two of them stood together in the still small training room waiting for Vesemir in front of him to formulate today's training course.
I saw Vesemir walked around Mike and Arthur several times, and finally came to Mike and said: "Your training today is about swords! I don't care if you are hacking or stab, as long as the action is standard! Use your left hand!"
After listening, Mike rolled his eyes and asked with a hint of luck: "How many waves?"
"One hundred squats at a time! If you can't do it, add another thousand squats! If you can't do it, run fifty laps around this training room!"
Mike's eyes were so wide that the boss stretched out his hand and grabbed Vesemir who was about to leave and said, "You must be kidding? Are you trying to kill me with this amount of training? Also, I'm here to practice swordsmanship, why? To practice this kind of thing!"
"Hmph! Whatever you like, you like to practice or not! Swordsmanship is not like magic. You can take shortcuts with talent. The first requirement of swordsmanship is physical fitness. You are so weak that you want to play a European-style long sword?" Wei Semir threw off Mike's hand and said, "Also, do you have any misunderstandings about swordsmanship? Or do you read a lot of knight novels? Swordsmanship is actually only slashing and stabs and steps, you still want me to teach What kind of masterful do you have a sword and a dragon?
Okay, it's so decided. I'll lie down for a while. Arthur, please guide Mike's slashing posture. If the posture is wrong, you just need to pump hard, you're welcome! "
After that, Vesemir hummed a little tune and left the training room, leaving only Mike and Arthur. You see me and I see you.
Mike took a deep breath and shook his head like a fate.
Mike generally agrees with the training plan Vesemir just made. After all, he understands the importance of physical fitness for a swordsman, and he has already started to exercise his body before the holiday. The anger of Vesemir was only because the training content he formulated was too exaggerated.
But Mike disagreed with the essence of swordsmanship that Vesemir said later.
joke.
This is a fantasy world! You tell me the swordsmanship here is the same as that in the Muggle world?
Killed Mike and didn't believe it.
What Mike was more willing to believe was that the old fellow Vesemir had left him a hand, or that the old fellow Vesemir was not good at swordsmanship, so he couldn't study that gorgeous big move.
At this time, seeing his teacher leave the training room, Arthur slowly moved to Mike's side and asked quietly: "Mike, don't you really talk to the teacher about work?"
"What are you talking about? You tell him now that he definitely disagrees. Besides, my factory has not been built yet. I will sign a contract with you as soon as the factory is completed. Then I will explain to your teacher. Don't worry. "
It can be seen that Arthur was still quite afraid of Vesemir. He relaxed when he heard Mike said that his teacher would solve it.
"I know, then let's start training! I have nothing to repay you. I can only thank you by strictly teaching you!" As Arthur said, he drew out the silver sword and raised it over his head to make a The slashing charge posture said, "I will demonstrate it to you first."
After saying that, Arthur adjusted his posture and prepared to swing the sword. On Mike’s side, he saw Arthur’s left foot in front of his right foot, and then he saw his bulging muscles twitch, and then a sword slashed directly. A solid anti-magic slab was smashed to pieces.
"This is the easiest way to make a heavy split. It was originally supposed to hold a sword in both hands, but to take care of you, I changed it to a single left-handed sword." Arthur said, removing the silver sword from the gravel. I pulled it out and rebuilt a structure similar to the middle section of Japanese kendo. He pointed the tip of the sword directly above himself and said, "The next step is the most basic stabbing. The sword is not the same as the sword. The sword is the strongest attack method. It is slashing. And although the long sword we use is equally high in damage due to its weight, the strongest attack method is stab.
In addition, I thought about it last night. You wizards usually have armor charms and it is difficult to get close. So stabbing is the best way to break the shield for you. "
Arthur's remarks stunned Mike for a while, and Arthur didn't say much when he saw Mike's appearance, only to start a demonstration.
I saw that Arthur first looked forward with the sword in his left hand, and then thrust a sword diagonally upward like lightning.
Then Arthur returned to his original position and made the same structure again.
After confirming that Mike was looking at him carefully, his weight sank, his feet slammed on the ground and jumped forward. At the same time, his left hand holding the sword first retracted back, and then slammed out!
Mike was dumbfounded when he watched from the side, Arthur's last sword had already broken the wind, and you can imagine the power of this sword.
But Mike is still more optimistic about the first stabbing.
The first sword is much less powerful than the last stabbing, but the victory lies in its extremely fast shot speed. Mike hadn't even had time to see Arthur's movements before Arthur had stabbed the sword out.
And the direction of the stab of the sword is the human throat, and the person who is stabbed will lose the ability to fight directly, and will die in a short time if he does not receive treatment in time.
The biggest problem with this trick is that its power is too small. It is very possible that he has finally managed to get close to others, but a sword pierced it can't break the shield of others.
In Mike's case, this shortcoming does not exist at all, because he has the sword of victory and oath known as the strongest silver sword.
Before Mike used the holy sword to fight with the sword, he would go up and chop without a brain, so he could break the shield 100%, let alone use a more powerful stab.
Mike could already imagine that after he learned this trick, he got close with the phantom spell and wind speed curse, and then slammed a sword!
Even after learning how to change the shadow and shape, he can teleport directly behind the enemy and give him a backstab!
Thinking about this, Mike looked at Arthur with excitement and solemnly said: "I will learn from your second sword just now!"
"Ah? But there are two more tricks I haven't demonstrated to you yet." Arthur said somewhat unexpectedly, "Moreover, that trick is usually used to break the deadlock when two melee confronts each other. You have a long range. Isn’t it useful for a wizard to learn it?"
"No, just learn this!"
Seeing that Mike insisted on his own opinion, Arthur gave up on persuading Mike, made a new structure and said to Mike: "Then you follow me to make a starting structure."
"no problem."
As he spoke, Mike took out a long-prepared training iron sword from the bag of the Unmarked Stretching Curse, and took the sword in his left hand and posed like Arthur.
But as soon as Mike's posture was set, Arthur said: "That's wrong, your body's center of gravity should be kept back, and your hands should not be raised too high. This will affect your force..."
Mike’s posture seemed exactly the same as Arthur’s, but Arthur Barabara told a lot of problems. In the end, Mike, who was holding a six-pound multi-sword in one hand, felt that his hand was about to break Arthur. It was considered as giving up, and Mike tried to stab a sword.
However, when Mike spurred his first sword with interest, he felt an incomparable twist, the feeling was as if his joints were all misaligned. As a result, the speed of his piercing with this sword is extremely slow, even not as good as the one he usually pierces with his hands.
And because of the long-term holding of the sword, the arm was sore and weak, so Mike even stabbed the sword.
"No, right? There is still a big problem with your force posture." Arthur shook his head and said, "but don't worry, it was the same at the beginning. I will guide you slowly."
After talking about it, Arthur walked over and taught Mike the various postures and movements of powering skills. Arthur’s knowledge in this area is unexpectedly high, and he can even speak these movements from the principles of various musculoskeletal movements of the human body. Smash it and tell Mike.
This kind of teaching method has benefited Mike a lot. Under his guidance, Mike has just learned his own standard light stab in just one morning.
After stabbing this sword, Mike wasn't too excited. After all, his sword had accumulated power for a long time, and there was no way to use it in actual combat.
Mike estimated that if he wanted to integrate this sword into actual combat, he would have to practice the whole set of light stab force movements to form muscle memory, so that he could stab it without using the starting structure. A light stab that integrates the power of the whole body into a sword through effective and scientific force action.
However, the door of the training room was pushed open just as Mike was about to practice.
"After eating, you guys don't practice anymore." Professor Flitwick opened the door and said, "Mike, how did you practice like this! Stop and rest for a while!"
After saying this, Professor Flitwick ran to the sweaty Mike and looked at Mike nervously.
At this time, the Mike also recovered from the state of indulging in training and unable to extricate himself. It is good if he does not recover. Once he recovers, Mike feels that his left hand sutra no longer belongs to him.
The intense soreness stimulated Mike's brain, causing it to frown.
And his long blond hair was completely wet with sweat at this time, and his original bangs were sticking to his forehead very uncomfortably.
From time to time, there will be a few drops of sweat falling from the ends of the hair and sliding down Mike's forehead to his eyes, making Mike unable to help but close his eyes.
"Huh! How many swords did I stabbed?"
"There are only eight effective stabbings." Arthur said lightly, "but your arm has reached its limit. It seems that you can't complete the training. Be prepared to accept punishment."
Professor Flitwick on the side was immediately unhappy when he heard that there was punishment. He pulled the Mike distressedly and walked to the door of the training room. While pulling it, he said: "Eat first, eat first, and rest for a while after eating. the same!"
Arthur smiled helplessly as he watched Mike who was forcibly pulled out of the training room door by Flivy, and then followed him.
He didn't mean to stop him, and Mike really needed a rest at this point.
Perhaps because of the desire to supplement Mike's nutrition, the lunch meal is quite rich, and dragon meat is rarely seen on the table.
Although this piece of dragon meat is not as delicious as the one previously eaten at Abbot’s house, it still tastes good. Poor Mike lowered his left hand, which was not strong at all, and used a fork directly with one hand. Inserted a whole piece of dragon meat and began to chew.
Although the food looks pretty ugly, Mike doesn't care.
Because Arthur's food is worse than his.
Mike at least used a fork. Arthur was different. He was crazy when he saw the dragon meat. He didn't need any utensils. He just hugged the dragon meat and started chewing, eating much faster than Mike.
Perhaps because of the conservation of energy, while Arthur has super physical fitness, his appetite is also amazing. Mike has begun to sweep other dishes before he finishes the dragon meat.
Seeing Arthur gobbled it down, Mike's brain began to brainstorm again.
It stands to reason that the more you eat, the more you can pull. Then according to Arthur’s appetite, how much baba should he pull out every day...
Thinking about Arthur's excrement, Mike only felt that the dragon meat in front of him was not fragrant, so he quickly threw this terrible idea out of his mind~EbookFREE.me~ and began to concentrate on the food in front of him.
During this lunch, Mike had a very happy meal. During the break after the meal, Professor Flitwick also took out many potions that Mike had never heard of. He said that it was a prescription brought by Vesemir, which can treat muscle strains. And to improve physical fitness, including drinking directly, and rubbing on the arm.
Mike didn't care, he should drink the whole bottle and let Lolo rub it on him.
The ones that need to be drunk are better, and the potions that need to be wiped off will kill Mike. The feeling that Luo Luo's little hand dipped the potion on his left arm kept wiping it back and forth, causing Mike to twitch directly. Finally, as a last resort, he had to find a piece of wood to bite in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.
Lolo, who helped Mike apply the medicine, was also in distress when he saw it, but the medicine that should be applied still had to be applied. So he cried and helped Mike apply the medicine vigorously, and occasionally glared at Arthur who was watching.
Arthur was stared at him a little inexplicably. He would never have thought that the reason Lolo stared at him was completely because he ate most of the meal Lolo specially prepared for Mike at noon today, and gave Mike to him. 'Torture' became like this.
"Tsk tsk, it's great to have money!"
Perhaps it was to divert the attention of Mike who was trying to endure the pain, Arthur took the initiative to speak.
"Ok!?"
"The potions you use are not easy. The amount you used today almost caught up with the amount I used in a month." Arthur looked at the bottles and cans next to Mike enviously and said, "I used to If you can be as extravagant as you, you won’t have to suffer so much."
To the side, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, Do Mike was completely attracted by his attention. He could not speak because of the stick bite, and could only wait for Arthur to tell the reason.