The two metal swords collided continuously, making a crisp sound, and sparks seemed to be scattered in the air.
The swordsmanship exercises that can often be seen in the training hall have attracted many people to stop and watch. The superb swordsmanship of both parties in the battle is already a rare "master" for these fitness civilians.
The two people on the field were Coach Chai Anping and Coach Wallen.
After Chai Anping's sword moves became entertaining to a certain extent, the owner of the training hall discussed with Coach Wallen that the two of them should practice in an open field, which could subtly attract some "customers".
Chai Anping was a little embarrassed at first, but when Warren, an honest man, could tell lies like "This can build courage" without blushing or gasping for breath, he basically had no room for objection.
"Wow——!"
As Chai Anping retreated, he suddenly made a dangerous stab with his body, which caused the audience to scream, followed by vigorous applause and cheers.
"Why do I feel like I'm in a duel?" Chai Anping took a moment to glance outside the court and immediately complained to Coach Wallen.
"Haha, you can really go to the duel field and try it out after a while." Coach Wallen agreed: "You will have a completely different feeling!"
"……forget it."
He curled his lips and concentrated on fighting with the coach again.
"By the way, Gracie, all the training halls in the capital will hold a competition among students soon. Are you interested in participating in the 'swordsmanship' competition?"
"Me?" Chai Anping muttered: "I just started practicing swordplay for a month!"
"It's easier to improve in practice!" Coach Wallen laughed.
"Coach..." Chai Anping rolled his eyes.
"Um?"
"You have changed. Your business ability was not so strong before."
Varun:???
"Ahem, actually it's because this time we have to select the ten 'Best Coaches'. This is an honor!"
"Honor!" Valen emphasized again.
Chai Anping couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. His coach was good at everything, but he took all honors very seriously...
"But I've been practicing for a month and still can't beat others!"
"Don't worry." Warren was confident about Chai Anping: "Actually, the really powerful swordsmen will not participate in this kind of competition. They all go to the duel field to show off their blood."
"..."
After hearing these words, Chai Anping felt inexplicably despised and humiliated.
"If you participate, you are very likely to win the championship!" Wallen followed what the gym owner told him: "And I have only taught you for a month and you have such strength, so the best coach must have my share!"
"Coach, I have a subtle feeling of cheating."
"Can the coach asking the students to compete be called cheating?!" Coach Wallen blushed.
"Ahem... I'll think about it, coach, and I'll give you an answer when I come to you for sword practice next time."
"become!"
The two practiced for several hours on and off, with waves of onlookers walking around. Chai Anping shook his sweaty and sore arms and signaled to Coach Wallen that he was ready to rest.
After training with Chai Anping for so long, Wallen's strong muscles were covered with beads of sweat.
"You are getting more and more durable." Warren praised sincerely.
Chai Anping, who was about to put the iron sword back into the wooden box, staggered and almost fell down when he heard this. Brother...can you speak more clearly?!
"Ahem, after all, physical training is not for nothing." After deleting the unhealthy scenes, Chai Anping responded to the coach's praise as calmly as possible.
The two packed up their things and went to the senior members area of the training gym together to take a shower and change clothes.
Originally, Chai Anping's membership card was not eligible for these services, but I don't know when his membership card suddenly upgraded on its own...
"You agreed to go to the pub for a drink together today, didn't you forget?" After the two changed clothes, Wallen caught Chai Anping and asked.
"I haven't forgotten."
Rolling his eyes at his coach, Chai Anping thought to himself that I had clearly lost my mind when I gave up my time to eat with my girls at home and went out to drink with you rough guys in a pub.
However, for the sake of his social circle in Demacia, Chai Anping felt that it was necessary for him to spend some time running his own social circle.
In the evening, there was a customary gathering of a group of acquaintances at the training center. He had already dropped the ball many times. Wallen said that if he didn't go this time, he would really kill him with a sword in the next training session. Chai Anping thought about it and decided not to test it.
Harris, who had been drinking northwest wind outside the training hall from afternoon to evening, saw Chai Anping coming out with tears in his eyes. He was even sadder when he thought that Chai Anping should go home directly.
result……
He saw Chai Anping and Warren, whom he had already investigated, get into a carriage that had been waiting on the side of the road...
Harris's face turned green. Damn it, where can I call a carriage at this time?
Watching the carriage go away, Harris felt extremely melancholy - Damn you, you don't play by the rules!
If Chai Anping could detect that Harris was following him, he might have replied to him with a smile: I've shown my cards, I won't play anymore.
Fireworks House.
Fireworks House is a little-known tavern in a remote location.
However, Chai Anping could always hear people around him boasting about the wine brewed by the proprietress of Fireworks House, so after learning about the evening's destination, he couldn't help but have more expectations.
"Get off the car!"
"Everyone, look who I brought here?!"
Warren was hurriedly pulled into this orange-yellow warm-toned tavern, and all the bosses who had arrived in advance turned their gazes over:
"Praise God! Valen, you really brought the 'ascetic' from our training hall over!"
Chai Anping suddenly found that he became the focus of the crowd almost instantly!
"I suddenly had a bad premonition..."
Before he could finish his muttering, Chai Anping was pulled into the table by his enthusiastic Demacia compatriots.
"Everyone! Everyone! Although I am treating you today, the hero today must be Gracie!"
"Seconded!"
"The boss lady for the night belongs to Gracie!"
Chai Anping:???
What nonsense are you talking about?
Chai Anping, who was at a loss, soon saw a pretty young woman coming out of the kitchen carrying wine. She was dressed openly and had a charming smile.
Then under everyone's instructions, she sat next to him.
"Gulu..."
"Officer, come and have a drink!"
"I don't...tontonton."
Do it!
It turns out that this is what the "lady boss" said.
But such a white wine seems to actually taste better!
Chai Anping's cheeks began to turn red.
"Gracie, come on, let me toast you!"
"Next is me!"
"..."
"Wait, let's eat some food first..." Chai Anping said that he had never seen this battle at all, he was still a child.
"Hey, don't worry! Drink this cup first and then eat!"
"Baby, give me some face?"
"Come for cephalosporin?"
Chai Anping, who was in a daze and didn't know how much he had drunk, woke up with horror when he heard this. He looked around and then muttered sadly: "It turns out to be a hallucination."
Taking a closer look, it turned out that the fragrant landlady next to me was toasting him again.
The cup was pushed to his mouth. Chai Anping narrowed his eyes and drank.
"Gracie, do you want to have a fencing competition?" Wallen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, came over.
"Hit! I won't be able to leave until I'm beaten to death!"