"When did this guy come in!?"

Lin Sheng was stiff all over, his back against the door, and his hands tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, feeling a little chill.

"No! This is another one!"

He quickly realized that the rotten swordsman was not the same as the one just now.

The guy's right arm holding the sword was chewed by something, and a large piece of meat was missing. The characteristics were very obvious.

"This is troublesome..."

He doesn't want to die anymore.

He didn't want to live a life of being confused and in a very poor state for several days in a row.

Hiss...

This guy is getting closer and closer.

Lin Sheng could even clearly see that the other party's neck was filled with dense pustules.

These pustules are like small blisters, dense and swelling.

Lin Sheng held the hilt tightly, his muscles tightly, and he stared at the other party.

puff!

Suddenly, the rotten swordsman pounced forward, and the blade of his right arm quickly drew a black arc and stabbed Lin Sheng's chest.

Ahhh!!!

Lin Sheng roared wildly in his heart, raised his sword with both hands and walked forward.

The sword blade slashed down from above and tried to block the opponent.

Unfortunately, the two swords were staggered without intersecting and each rushed towards each other's target.

Chih!

Lin Sheng felt a pain in his chest, and the sword in his hand suddenly lost strength and hit the rotten swordsman's left shoulder according to inertia.

Bang.

The blade just cut off a little bit of flesh.

Lin Sheng lowered his head blankly and saw that his chest had been pierced in advance.

The black sword blade penetrated deep into his left chest, destroying all his strength immediately.

"Die again..."

His eyes turned dark and he suddenly lost consciousness.

I don’t know how long it took, but in the hazy state, Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes.

He was still lying on his bed at home.

The sky outside was gray and it was almost dawn. There was a vague sound of roosters crowing in the distance.

"Die again..."

Lin Sheng reached out and touched the heart of his chest. There was still a slight stinging pain left there.

"It's like being really stabbed..."

He slowly stood up from the bed. His underwear he had just changed yesterday was all soaked again.

After getting out of bed, he quickly took out a set of changes, took his clothes to the bathroom, and quickly wiped his sweat with hot water.

Then change into clean underwear.

"If this can't continue, I have to think of a solution." Lin Sheng went to the desk, opened the drawer again, and took out the previous translation notes to check.

The notes written in Chinese characters are neatly and neatly. I guess no one in this world can understand such words except him.

This is also the best way to encrypt.

"I have also looked up some information online before. Regarding swordsmanship, the content explained by these pictures and text annotations seems to make some sense, not nonsense.

But I have never learned any sword skills before. This kind of material will definitely not be made up by my own dreams. It definitely has something else to do!"

Lin Sheng was already 100% sure.

"That dream is full of dangers. Ordinary people like me who have no self-protection power will be able to deliver vegetables when they go in. Even if they fight desperately, they can only barely hurt a disabled monster."

He stared at the notes and graphics in front of him.

"If you want to figure out the secrets of your dreams, you must go out to explore, record your book materials and go out to explore the environment.

When going out, you must at least be able to protect yourself! I can’t even fight a disabled monster now... I have to think of a way."

Lin Sheng fell silent and soon had a thought.

"Since I have swordsmanship information in front of me, I will try to find around me first, and whether there are any relevant learning methods. This will not only give you the opportunity to verify the authenticity of this information, but also improve your self-protection ability. After all, there is still a cross sword in my hand in my dream."

Lin Sheng calmed down and made a decision.

Before his parents got up, he quickly ate breakfast and went to school.

After morning class, Lin Sheng couldn't wait to leave school and wandered around Huaisha City.

In this era, the Internet was very developed from time to time, and if you want to find a store to learn something, you can only rely on your attention.

Not to mention the rarer species of European long swords.

Fortunately, although Huaisha City, where Lin Sheng lives, is a small city, it has a lot of foreign trade because it is a port city. Many foreigners often come and go here, which has also led to a series of related industries.

Lin Sheng immediately went to the foreign street near the sea in Huaisha City.

There is a region where foreigners often come and go to live and consume.

Soon, he found the target he was looking for.

And there are more than one place to find. There are three in total.

Two clubs and one club.

Lin Sheng immediately ruled out the two clubs because of their extremely high membership fees.

Only one club is left.

“Although it’s a bit old, it’s definitely cheap.”

Lin Sheng stood in the middle of a deserted side street, looking up at a shop on the second floor.

There is an inconspicuous wooden plaque hanging there, with rows of small words written on it: Tengchong Swordsman Club, Hei Ni Street Street Office, Hei Ni Street Pigeon Association.

The three rows of characters are squeezed together, and it is obvious that this is a signboard used by the three institutions.

Below the sign is a dirty and dilapidated staircase, and the wooden stairs inside are squeaked by people entering and leaving.

At the edge of the stairs, there were two smokers squatting in the air, as if they were chatting.

Lin Sheng lowered his head and looked at his school uniform. He tightened his schoolbag and walked towards the stairs.

Follow the wooden stairs step by step and reach the second floor.

Lin Sheng saw three arrows in different directions drawn on the wall with red chalk.

The arrow of Tengchong Swordsman Club turns right on the second floor.

He followed the arrow and turned into the corridor on the second floor.

After moving in for more than ten meters, I stopped at the entrance of an open office.

A sign hanging on the office door: Tengchong Sword Museum.

It was empty inside, three rectangular black office desks gathered together, forming a large table in one corner, and three people were busy dealing with what they were doing.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

Lin Sheng knocked on the door.

"Hello, is this Tengchong Swordsman Club?"

A girl closest to the door turned her head and looked over.

"Who are you?"

"I want to learn the orthodox Naxi swordsmanship, I wonder if there is any here?" Lin Sheng replied.

"If you learn Naxi swordsmanship, you've really found the right place." The girl immediately smiled. "We are the most professional non-profit colleagues in Huaisha City."

"Same-goods?"

"It's just a club that everyone is interested in gathering together and holding," the girl explained.

"You come in and talk first. There are very few people who are willing to learn Naxi swordsmanship. Nowadays, more convenient fighting techniques such as boxing and mixed martial arts are popular.

Swords like Naxi swordsmanship that have been passed down from ancient times also require a sword by yourself. It is quite troublesome and has poor practicality. If you don’t really like it, you can definitely practice it.”

The girl smiled and pulled a chair for Lin Sheng.

The two sat down, and Lin Sheng looked around.

The entire office has not even painted the wall powder, it is just a simple cement wall.
Chapter completed!