This is a rare opportunity, Sean thought silently.
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"Swordsmanship is a specific technique for protecting oneself. Different elves have different views on swordsmanship."
Under the ancient trees in the forest, a group of little carrot heads stood blankly on the flat ground, looking at the tall elves in front of them.
Most of the elves don't understand it very well. Although they are young, they behave differently in all aspects.
Just like grass seeds planted from a batch of seeds, they will appear in various shapes due to soil moisture and congenital problems.
Among these germinated seeds, some seeds have a tough enough character, some seeds have a strong enough nutritional backing, and some seeds take root deeper and are not visible on the outside.
But their future, after all, is in the future, and cannot be predicted or determined by words in the present. Just like grass growing, it must experience storms and showers.
In these winds and rains, setbacks and premature deaths will accompany the elves. No creature can grow up carefree and without worrying about any accidents. Living in a cruel and realistic world, they must become capable after all.
Adapt to the shape of the world.
The swordsmanship teacher calls himself Lin. I don’t know if this is his last name, his first name, or his title.
But in the memories of other elves, this swordsmanship teacher called himself Lin from the very beginning, when he came here.
No elf knows who he is, but he can probably guess from his occasional performances that he is a high-level professional.
There are not many high-level professionals in the Elf Kingdom, but they are not few either. Although most of them are recorded in the books, as middle- and lower-class elves, they do not have the authority to look up each other's names.
Likewise, it makes no sense for them to pursue his true name.
We are all elves, aren't we?
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"Swordsmanship is also a spirit and a concept."
The tall swordsmanship teacher Lin glanced at the elves with peaceful eyes.
He stretched out his slender left hand, spread his palm flat on his chest a little above his abdomen, flexed the four fingers of his right hand slightly, and waved the round and plump index finger gently on the palm of his left hand, as if he was writing something.
It's a secret spell.
Other instructors who were not in class were watching not far away, and some elves discovered the information that was unique to the gods.
Swish——
In the eyes of the elves, a circle of green light dispersed to the surrounding area at an extremely fast speed, causing ripples in the lush grass.
"This is, summoning tree people?"
Divine magic, summoning tree people, summons the natural souls that exist in the kingdom of God according to the needs of sacrifice, and appears in the form of tree people in the designated natural environment.
However, according to their induction, the level of this magical spell was obviously not high, not even higher than that of small magical spells such as time telling.
rustle--
In the green grass, a swaying little tree man walked out, with a faint green breath of life all over his body.
It is as high as the knees of an ordinary elf, with green vines intertwined around its body, and the scattered leaves seem to be wearing a small dress for it.
rustle.
The little tree man shook the few leaves above his head like this, exuding special spiritual fluctuations.
"Give them a sword." Lin bent down and touched the green top of the little tree man's head, which looked like a pot of pothos growing out of it.
rustle--
The little tree man nodded and pulled out one small and different wooden sword after another from his small body.
It stepped forward and handed them to the other elves one by one. Its small body seemed to contain endless wooden swords.
Under the curious and novel eyes of the elves, each one got his own wooden sword.
Sean solemnly took a miniature elf sword from the hands of the tree man and said thank you to it.
The little tree man was startled, scratched his head with his wooden arms, and shook the green leaves on his head, letting out happy mood swings.
"I will teach you swordsmanship for a year. During this year, swordsmanship will also be included in the semester assessment."
At this point, the elves sighed. As expected, there was one more lesson that needed to be assessed.
The tall elf in front was unmoved. Teaching swordsmanship was not the first time he had done this.
In other places, he also obtained the qualification of a swordsmanship teacher and taught the most basic elven swordsmanship to more than one group of elves.
Likewise, his ideas are also passed down together.
What he taught to the elves was never just simple swordsmanship. The spirit and will hidden in it will always be in the memories of the elves, even if it is forgotten or hidden deeply, even if no other elves know about it.
However, as long as one seed grows, then his efforts are enough to reap everything.
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Learning swordsmanship made Sean feel a little miserable.
His body is not considered weak, after all, it is the body of an elf, even if it is still a child.
As long as he reaches adulthood successfully, the elf's physique will reach the professional level. Even if he works a little harder in the past twenty years of growth, his spirit and magic power will reach the professional level without any hindrance.
This is the spirit, the beloved of the gods and heaven and earth.
It's just that Sean never knew that there are so many ways in swordsmanship.
For example, why is swordsmanship swordsmanship?
Some students said it was a means of self-defense, others said it was a good-looking technique, and others said it was something else.
The teacher replied, if you want to defend yourself, wouldn’t spears and daggers be used for self-defense? Wouldn’t beautiful dancing be beautiful?
If you learn swordsmanship and only master its shape and surface, it can only be used for assessment and performance.
The real essence lies in the will that puts the soul on swordsmanship, and in that heart.
The elves are so ignorant that they are just a group of primary school students. What kind of thoughts? What kind of thoughts? What kind of thoughts?
Lin didn't really care, he just taught the elves seriously, even though most of the elves couldn't understand.
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Time passed very quickly, not long after the swordsmanship class, the slanting fiery red sun slowly set, the sky was getting late, and a small amount of fluorescent lichen gradually lit up in the elf city.
But what is really used for lighting is the electric energy lamp. Its energy source is electricity. The electricity here can also be regarded as a kind of magic power. Its source is the exquisite energy tower that exudes a faint blue brilliance. Its tall
Standing in the city, it delivers power to buildings in all directions.
Different from bio-lighting, lights that use electrical energy reactions are more convenient and neater. The elves seem to have obsessive-compulsive disorder and draw those lines neatly on the walls.
The magic circuit that transmits power flows up and down, forming elven runes with strange beauty. The lines and nodes pass through the streets and alleys, and pass through the flow of people and life.
Even if it is blocked or covered, it will not affect the transmission of current.