Chapter 35 Prescribe the right medicine to the case
The highlight of the elite class is always practical training.
The center of the island.
"My request is very simple. Use your best moves in this sparring session." Zefa said to the two of them.
Annan looked at Esdeath who was gearing up across from him.
"We haven't had a good fight for a long time, right Annan." Esdeath looked at Annan.
"If we fight well, it will last for a year." Annan assumed a fighting posture, "In the South China Sea."
"I'm going."
Esdeath's figure disappeared instantly, then appeared above Annan's head and kicked Annan's head.
Annan seemed to have anticipated Esdeath's move, and the blade flashed.
Dang!
Muramasa placed himself on Esdeath's legs.
Esdeath paused, Annan used both hands to push Esdeath away, and when she was falling, he quickly retracted his sword and then drew it out.
"Secret Sword·Tianchong!"
Layers of ice walls appeared between the two of them, trying to block the slashing attack. But it could only delay its approach. After a crackling sound, the ice wall collapsed. Annan's pupils shrank, and the person in front of him had disappeared.<
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Bang!
Another whip hit Annan from the side and kicked him out.
Annan slid a few meters off the ground before regaining his balance.
"Now is not the time to be lazy." An ice sword appeared in Esdeath's hand.
Annan hugged Muramasa like a sword.
"Then be careful."
Whoosh!
It turned into an afterimage and disappeared, and then only a white straight line flashed in front of Esdeath, like a strong wind.
Annan appeared behind Esdeath and sheathed Muramasa again.
He stood up slowly and said, "How about this move?"
"It's not bad, it hurts me."
Esdeath was covered in armor and turned to look at Annan.
"Are you serious?"
"Almost." Annan's armed color gradually wrapped around his body.
The two looked at each other and sprinted towards each other almost at the same time.
The ice sword and Muramasa collided.
Dang!
At the moment of the collision, a shock wave spread out from between the two people, causing sand and rocks to fly for a while.
"Hahahaha, domineering at full strength, Zefa, isn't this what you taught me?"
In the distance, a tall man wearing a dog-head hat laughed.
"What are you doing here, Garp?"
"Just on my way."
Zefa didn't ask any more questions and looked at Annan and Esdeath.
"Domineering is a kind of power, which requires physical strength to support."
Zefa said.
"Such as full domineering, facing the top strong men on the sea, it is of no use, it will only be a waste of energy."
"Especially if the armed color is fully covered, full coverage means no coverage."
"I want to know how long they can last under the exhaustion of full domination."
At this glance, it’s three days.
On the first day, Zefa felt that their physical strength was still sufficient.
On the second day, they were still fully armed, but their attack frequency had been greatly reduced compared to the first day.
On the third day, both of them were almost exhausted, but they were both trying hard and neither of them wanted to admit defeat.
Garp took out a bag of donuts from nowhere and ate them.
"That's enough, this practical training ends here."
At night, still by the campfire.
"Your method of using domineering is wrong." Zefa looked at the two people who kept stuffing food into their mouths.
"Who first used this method of full coverage of armed colors?"
Esdeath points to Annan.
"It's me." Annan held a meat skewer in one hand and raised it with the other.
"I guess it's you too," Zefa said.
"There is no opponent of equal strength in the South China Sea. Most of your strength should be improved by learning from each other's strengths."
Esdeath nodded.
"This has both advantages and disadvantages."
"The advantage is that at least a year ago, your strength has exceeded the tolerance limit of the South China Sea."
"The disadvantage is that without an opponent of equal strength to you, some of your hidden mistakes cannot be corrected.
Zefa took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"Like Annan, you have a lot of clever ideas, and with Esdeath's fighting talent, it's easy to create some novel tricks from scratch."
"Some of these moves are suitable for you, but they are not suitable for combat."
Annan nodded. Many of the moves he came up with when his head was hot, that is, he lost interest after using them once or twice.
"There is also a problem with your swordsmanship."
Zefa's expression is serious.
"You have too many sword moves."
"If there are too many, it will appear cluttered."
"For ordinary great swordsmen, their offensive sword moves are divided into single attacks and group attacks, usually only one or two."
"You can have many sword moves, I don't object, but each one must have its own special features. For example, this sword move should be used when you have an advantage, that sword move should be used when you are at a disadvantage, and there are also moves that can save your life in critical moments.
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"Look at you, you are doing so many fancy sword moves. Except for the names, these sword moves are all the same."
"If you haven't organized and streamlined your swordsmanship, you won't be considered a great swordsman. You'll be a half-assed swordsman at best."
"Okay, master, uh, teacher, don't read it, don't read it. Can't I change it?" Annan replied.
"Do you think I'm kidding?"
Zefa glared at Annan.
"Haven't you felt it during the past few days of sparring with Esdeath?"
"Different sword moves have different actions, but they are all ineffective against Esdeath."
"You will be like this when you face strong enemies in the future. Annan, you must take this matter seriously."
After listening to Zefa's words, Annan also put away his previous lazy attitude and sat cross-legged and thought for a while.
"Thank you, Teacher Zefa, I will accept your criticism well."
A smile flashed in Zefa's stern eyes.
After getting along with each other for the past few days, Zefa saw that Annan and Esdeath were both proud people.
Esdeath's arrogance stems from her confidence in her own strength and her "strong justice".
Although Annan is easy-going, Zefa can still vaguely feel from daily chats that his arrogance stems from his confidence in knowing everything and his pride in his identity.
Know everything? Zefa does not think that there is an omniscient and omnipotent person in this world. Is the pride in identity a pride in the identity of the Navy?
But this cannot change that Annan is a proud person.
Do these two little guys even have active and passive personalities?
Zefa was speechless.
For characters like the two of them, directly pointing out the mistakes often has no effect.
If you want to correct the mistakes made by Annan and Esdeath, you must let them realize where they went wrong.
Two arrogant people have a good relationship. As long as one of them finds a problem, it will cause the other to think again.
Seeing that Annan has listened to what he said.
Zefa strikes while the iron is hot and is ready to solve the problems discovered these days.
"There is also the issue of using domineering force. I will tell you tonight..."