Life is like an anvil, the more it is struck, the more sparks it emits.
Looking at the entire Kassel Academy, the elites in the castle on the top of the mountain are like flowing water, and the geniuses are like wandering clouds. No matter who has yellow hair or is hunched over, he is not a strong man with noble dragon blood, who can stand people in his fists, and move horses in his arms.
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It is said that Japan has a history of 2,000 years of iron smelting and forging. The craftsmen like to use thousands of hammers to remove carbon impurities countless times and finally create a sword with a sharp edge. The 'S' class who has learned a lot about this skill after returning from Japan might as well do it today.
Once upon a time, the hammers in the hands of the craftsmen were bound to smash the pieces of iron in front of them into round, long, flat, and pointed shapes with the force of sparks and fire.
——After all, they are still the hard-working Kassel elites, the hard-working ‘S’ class freshmen.
"Snapped."
Mandy shrank her head, and a person flew over her head.
There was no exaggeration. It was as if a Lion Heart Society student weighing about 156 pounds flew over her head. The remaining wind blew up a few golden hairs on her head. If she hadn't lowered her head quickly,
There is a high probability that both the person and the coffee will be thrown out.
From the beginning of this 'S'-level "provocative battle" to now, more than thirty students have been defeated one after another. Under the tacit understanding, there is a challenger on both sides of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union. They take turns challenging each other without jumping in line. This also makes
Among the thirty people who lost, the proportion of the two sides was evenly divided. Although their faces were still sore from being beaten, at least everyone's faces were equally swollen...
Among the thirty people, there were many who were above the 'S' level in terms of height, build, and weight. However, in the real battle, no one took more than one slap count, and people were flying around in just a few or two moves.
After going out, both sides picked up people independently regardless of previous grudges. After all, no one knew whether the next person flying to the opposite side would be the person from the opposite side or the person from their own side. At least the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union should be responsible for catching the people who were beaten.
It's hard not to get consensus.
Now it is no longer a matter of who can defeat the 'S' class and take the beauty back to be the wife of the village. The matter has risen to the situation of who can go up and stand a little longer to save one's face... But it is a pity that it is now
It seems that there is no 'S' level one-in-one enemy among the players.
Including the one flying out now, this is the thirtieth person defeated in fifteen minutes, which means that the donuts at the door have been missing two full boxes... I don't know if Lin Nian is fighting.
There is an inexplicable obsession with falling out of the field. Every defeated student will inevitably fly, roll, or slip into the crowd. Once he is knocked out like this, he will naturally lose the face of continuing to fight back.
This "provocation war" went extremely smoothly.
The Lion Heart Club student who flew out of the field did not have the opportunity to hit the wall and become a hanging painting. Before he landed, he was caught by several male members of the student union. Because the force was too strong, the three people who picked him up couldn't help but retreat.
After several steps, he pressed his heels against the wall before he stopped. Everyone's arms were so painful that they couldn't help but shake their hands and knead their muscles a few times.
"Are you okay?" Lin Nian, the culprit, stood in the field holding a bamboo sword and asked, looking up at the Lion Heart Society students in the crowd who were holding their chests and looking stunned and uncomfortable.
"No...it's okay."
The Lion Heart Club student who was thrown out by the kick was a little unresponsive, but the dull pain in his sternum kept reminding him of the fact that he had lost the 1v1 real man showdown just now.
At the beginning of the battle, he chose a strategy of planning and then taking action. He held a military dagger and moved forward to find a position. The moment the 'S' class showed a flaw, he accelerated to stab the dagger. However, the moment before he got closer, he somehow failed.
Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by the 'S'-class left hand, and then a huge force pulled him down to the floor. Before he even landed on his chest, he was kicked and flew out like a rag doll.
The comprehensive qualities of hybrids such as strength, speed, reaction, and stamina completely overwhelm normal humans. Any world champion in fighting, judo, Sanda, etc. who joins this battle will be beaten to pieces by these young hybrids aged 17, 8, or 9 years old.
? But as a hybrid with a bloodline rating of "Excellent", he was kicked out without even being able to survive a confrontation? Because his opponent had obviously exceeded the level of "Excellent" to "Monster"
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The defeated Lion Heart Club student covered his chest and coughed quietly and walked back to his side. Whether it was from the Lion Heart Club or the Student Union? No one in the dojo laughed at the defeated boy? Because they all knew this
When a student joined the Lion Heart Club, his pedigree evaluation was a rare 'A', and he had a resume of two field missions for the club? With one actual combat experience, in terms of true combat talent, he was probably ranked in the top ten among everyone in the dojo.
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Whether it's the Student Union or the Lion Heart Club? After the dust of the battle with the same ending has settled? The expression on each elite's face is as serious, dull and nervous as if their girlfriend has just gotten pregnant or found out that the child they are carrying is not theirs.
The air filled the entire dojo.
During the one-minute break after the battle, the students on both sides immediately began to gather together in small groups and directly started on-site tactical discussions. Many people even moved out banknotes and laptops and began to review the results continuously.
Study the scene just now.
"Have the results of melee combat with the dagger come out? The effect is very poor? I was kicked away before I even got close. If you ask me, I'd better try it again with a long-handled weapon."
"Still using long-handled weapons? Didn't you see what happened to the two guys from the Lion Heart Club who used bamboo swords and Western swords before? Those two are the head of the Kendo Department and the head of the Classical Fencing Department of the Lion Heart Club. Don't tell them.
If you get close, as long as the first attack fails to hit effectively, the outcome will definitely be determined by the next move!"
"Would you like me to try the chain? The chain can be used to attack without getting close."
"Are you confident that you can beat the 'S' class in a competition of strength?"
"Then it's impossible to actually pull out a gun and point it at the head of an 'S' class? Then we will be ridiculed by the Lionheart Club, right?"
"...You don't have to use long-range weapons? A former student council brother who watched the live broadcast remotely gave us a suggestion. He said that he calculated some of the little habits of 'S'-level people in fighting? He and most of them
Everyone is right-handed and right-handed. In close combat, the chance of attacking with the hands is 30% higher than with the legs? Unless the opponent has too many weaknesses like just now, he usually won't choose to use the legs - he said
This is somewhat similar to the fighting style of modern boxing. Can we try to lock him with jujitsu? Is there anyone in the student union who takes jujitsu as an elective in the close combat class?"
"I can? I'm from the judo club."
A strong man of Celtic descent stood up in the student union. The bronze skin exposed under the collar of the student union uniform looked like a bodybuilder who had applied glitter in a competition. The muscles on his body stretched out the large black uniform.
It was bulging, and the collar buttons were so strong that I had to undo more than three of them due to the strong chest muscles.
"Not the director? Where is the director of the judo department?" The director of the student union's fighting department, who was wearing a piece of white gauze on his nose, turned to look at him and asked directly.
"The minister has a class in the morning, Professor Mance's class." The Celtic man explained.
"Oh." The head of the Fighting Department nodded to express his understanding. Professor Manns, who teaches magic mechanical design, is a well-known exam maniac in the school. He often takes tests in class and counts them in the final score, which makes many students who like to sign and fish on behalf of others.
He hated it so much that if it was his class in the morning, he really couldn't take it. The 'S' grade challenge lasted for a long time. From now on, it seems that coming early and coming late are almost the same. There is no need to be beaten in advance for the risk of failing the exam at the end of the semester.
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"I am the deputy director of the Judo Department. If the director is not available, I can take his place first." The Celtic man said, looking at Lin Nian who was holding a thermos bottle to replenish water in the field.
The fighting director then looked at the deputy director of the judo department up and down, and took a few more glances at this burly figure that could not be hidden in the crowd. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he is a good man made of iron.
, but couldn't help but ask again: "How sure are you?"
"About... 20%." The burly Celtic man looked at the 17-year-old boy in the field and whispered helplessly.
The fighting physique among mixed races does not have an absolute advantage. Kassel Academy is not a sports academy born from a certain competitive competition. Most modern competitive competitions have restricted rules.
For example, boxing, which originated in England and is full of gentlemanly spirit, prohibits attacks on legs and feet, attacks below the waistline, and attacks on the back of the head. In fencing, it is also prohibited to use the hand or arm without a sword to defend, attack, or grasp electric instruments and equipment.
, it is even prohibited to cover or protect the effective parts with the hand not holding the sword during foil competitions.
These prohibitions are all restrictions made to prevent players from making mistakes and killing their opponents in competitive games. In the end, the game comes second and human life comes first. However, in the world of hybrids, all the skills students learn
Combat skills are all for "war".
Compared with the competitive academy, Kassel is more like a private military camp and a KGB training base prepared by the secret party with a lot of money. The skills learned there are all for killing enemies. All students in Kassel learn in close combat classes.
The first course is not the so-called "sportsmanship". Students will only see a thawed and cold corpse used for teaching materials in the first class.
The retired Navy SEAL instructor would draw on the body with a marker in front of all the trainees with a serious face, and carefully explain to everyone that the parts circled in red will cause death if hit with more than 75 pounds of force.
Fainting, hitting these parts in the black circle with a force exceeding 100 pounds will result in death. If you prioritize which weak points to hit during combat, which parts of yourself should be protected from being hit.
What you learn in this academy is not how to win tournaments and street fights, but how to kill people efficiently.
After graduation, Kassel's students face battles and fights instead of competitive discussions. In real battles, they have to use all possible means. Their huge bodies will only take up their physical strength and power points.
After all, under the influence of the dragon blood, a slender student can also burst out with terrifying strength and speed that is not typical of ordinary strong men. In this way, a burly person has an unavoidable defense and concealment of weaknesses.
hidden dangers.
——It’s no joke that people who exercise too much can’t touch the note stuck on their back. When a knife with a blood groove is inserted into your back but you can’t pull it out, maybe you will know that there is something wrong with your body shape.
Timing is really not everything. At least in the previous battle, many people have already suffered this loss and were preempted by the 'S' class lightning. With their physical fitness absolutely crushing, there is no chance of a 1 to 1 battle.
You can drill, you can only go up and get beaten.
"Is that possible? If you get knocked flying over, we may not be able to catch you." The head of the fighting department looked at the Celtic man's back with some worry.
"It's okay, just stay out of the way. I'm strong and can throw." The Celtic man stepped into the field with a deep voice.
Lin Nian had just finished twisting the lid of the thermos bottle, and when he saw the iron-tower-like man standing opposite him, he nodded with a calm expression and stepped forward to shake hands.
Although he was being beaten, everyone did not want to lose the etiquette of the elite. The Celtic man also stretched out his hand to hold it. The moment he tightened his grip, he felt the crushing force coming from the opposite side. His face suddenly tightened. When he closed his hand, the back of his hand
They were all white due to lack of blood.
"Empty-handed?" Lin Nian took a few steps back and glanced at the Celtic man and asked.
"..." The Celtic man didn't answer, but just nodded. He didn't want to expose his foundation in jujitsu. In battle, judo is meant to win with one blow. Once the joint technique is successful,
Locking means immediate victory!
When the two shook hands and separated, the fight had already begun.
Without any hesitation, the Celtic man jumped up like a bear and pressed forward with his limbs spread wide. His tactics were very simple. He maximized his physical advantage to withstand the next two or three blows from the 'S' class.
, as long as he doesn't faint and successfully lock the man, he has a chance of winning!
The 'S' class is still a human being, and as long as it is a human being, there is a possibility of being locked by the joints. Even if the 'S' class bloodline gives him the terrifying power to kick away an adult male who weighs more than him,
But breaking free of the joint lock requires several times the strength of kicking someone!
When Lin Nian saw the charging giant bear, he directly threw the bamboo sword in his hand towards the opponent. In this case, if it was a real sword, he could cut this guy in two with a horizontal cut, but it was obvious that he was in the middle of a fight.
The bamboo sword used by Tuoda was not as sharp, but he said that this competition was based on actual combat, so he had no right to complain in actual combat situations.
The bamboo sword was thrown and hit the Celtic man's face, flying away and leaving a red mark, but the other man didn't even blink, staring at Lin Nian's every move with eyes as wide as bells.
It took Lin Nian half a second to throw the bamboo sword. From a tactical point of view, he missed half a move. And this half move also allowed the Celtic man to get close. He bent like a rhinoceros and pressed into Lin Nian's arms, hugging him directly with both hands.
Lin Nian's right leg burst out with the brute force that a 'B' grade hybrid could imagine, and was about to lift his entire body to the ceiling!
"Lost." A boy from the Lion Heart Club couldn't help but whisper when he saw this moment.
At the same time, in the Night Watch forum that was broadcast live through the laptop at the student union, there were many seniors with little combat experience among the students watching the live broadcast in class. They couldn't help but say the same thing when they saw the live broadcast.
One sentence: Damn, you really dare to play like this?
In the court, Lin Nian's expression remained normal as his abdomen was pressed. He had no intention of wrestling with the burly man in the student union in front of him. Although his real strength was not inferior to the opponent at all and could even crush him, Jiu-Jitsu was not something like this at all.
If you are playing with strength, once he falls into the quagmire of wrestling, the other party will immediately change his center of gravity, which will make him lose his focus and be powerless.
Besides... the action of throwing the bamboo sword for half a move was just his flaw.
Lin Nian didn't struggle at all and was pushed up by the bull, but his hands were used to wrap around the neck of the Celtic man in his arms. He kicked the opponent's thigh with his left foot and lifted up the Celtic man with both hands.
The man's whole body suddenly tensed up like a bow, his face turned pale, and a whooshing sound came from his mouth.
Naked lock twist.
The calculation was wrong. The 'S' level knows jujitsu and is quite proficient in actual combat. However, the report shows that the opponent has only systematically studied kendo? Where did he learn judo? Is it just based on a few years of schooling?
Taking an introductory jiu-jitsu class?
"You dare to seize such an opportunity. You are too courageous and react too quickly." Many people at the Lion Heart Club said in low voices.
The naked twist was formed, and in less than fifteen seconds, the Celtic man's brain lacked oxygen and he suffocated and passed out. Lin Nian noticed the weakening of the strength in his arms and immediately let go of his hand, laying him flat on the ground and pinching him.
Only then did Renzhong wake up this tough guy who didn't even pat his arm to beg for mercy until he passed out.
Looking at the Celtic man who was being helped down, Lin Nian picked up the bamboo sword and shook his hands to adjust his breathing. The high-intensity battle was also a test of his endurance. In the boxing match, it took no more than a few minutes to wave his fists.
A boxer will be sweating profusely and panting heavily. This kind of spirit, when the strength is evaporated at a high intensity, the speed of physical decline will be particularly terrifying. But at least for now, it seems that Lin Nian, who has not been in a hard fight, still has no problem with his physical strength.
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Seeing Lin Nian sitting down to rest, Mandy quietly walked into the field and handed him a towel.
Lin Nian looked at Mandy and couldn't help but joked: "Why, the students will play a honey trap when they find out that they can't be beaten? If the 'S' class can be recruited into the student union by the honey trap, doesn't it make the 'S' class themselves too cheap?
Checked some?"
"How come it's my turn in the beauty trap? Even my lace dance troupe can't get into it because they say I'm overweight." Mandy waved her hand and whispered, "Private interview, junior brother, how do you feel? Against the main players of the two major clubs.
Is it pressure? Can the remaining dozens be beaten today?"
"After the fight, although it is said to be a real combat simulation, it is impossible to play it for real. If it were real, it would end faster and my physical strength would be less consumed." Lin Nian took the towel and wiped it off.
Existing Sweat glanced at the two waves of students and said calmly, "To be honest, I'm a little disappointed. Without using the word spirit, I feel that the hybrids in the school are no different from ordinary people."
"It's too much if it makes no difference, right?" Mandy muttered in a low voice, "With so many people beaten down, do you think the people from the Lion Heart Club are more powerful, or the students from the Student Union?"
"Want to hear the truth?" Lin Nian looked at the people on the left and right and approached Mandy.
"Then it must be true. Who is following the other?" Mandy nodded as if pecking rice. "Look, are the students from the student union more powerful? The heroes in our judo club almost punched your lungs.
(physics)."
After saying that, Mandy looked at Lin Nian expectantly, her eyes filled with non-existent little stars, as if she wanted to hear him say a few good words about the student union.
"Let me tell you, I feel like both sides are bad..." Lin Nian, who was puzzled by the style, quietly rolled his eyes and continued to Mandy in a low voice, "To be honest, the students in the college are really different compared to the monsters in Japan.
The little witch saw the big witch, and now I realized that it was not unreasonable for me to mock our place as a kindergarten."
Lin Nian, who didn't notice the change in Mandy's face, continued to joke casually: "...To be honest, if the students of the Student Union and the Lion Heart Club, which represent the school's elite, are really at this level in actual combat, the whole school will not be able to do it before the end of this semester.
I can finish the fight, and if I use a real knife I can cut faster, so if I say in advance that I am the leader of Kassel College, no one will object, right?"
"Then... of course... no one... dares to object?" Mandy's face completely froze, and she quietly put away the mobile phone that was currently broadcasting in her hand.
Oops, it seems that I have caused trouble for my junior brother again.