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Old Yang suddenly realized: "When you went to another world before... you really couldn't avoid going to the battlefield again?"
"Well, even the most peaceful world I've been to is full of fighting. I didn't want to, but my mind and body were constantly tempered by the fighting and became what they are today."
There was no boasting or nostalgia in the empty tone, only statement:
"In order to adapt to the enemies changing from Honkai and Herrscher to giant beasts, evil god followers and the like, I suffered a lot. My entire attack method became extreme. Once I even lost half of my body and had to undergo mechanical transformation."
He then revealed a subtle expression: "Sometimes it's not so much that I am wielding the weapon, but rather that the weapon is wielding me. My instinct will make a corresponding subconscious judgment based on the weapon... My training goal is to make Sanyue and Dan Hengxian reach a similar level when using their respective main weapons, and then further develop new tactics."
"Good idea." Walter immediately changed his tactics - from holding it with both hands to holding it with one hand, with his left hand behind his back, which looked like the starting posture for a rapier.
He believed that he would not have any chance to counterattack after being blocked by Kong Kong, so poking him in the body before he could react became the only solution, which would allow his own "initiative" to take effect instead of "skill".
"Oh?"
Kong looked at Lao Yang with some surprise.
Walter rushed forward, his body moving forward synchronously, and the tip of the sword probing made the attack distance suddenly longer. Although Kong slashed diagonally to try to cut off Walter's stab, he was inevitably scratched on the shoulder by him.
"I'm not standing still either, Captain Sora."
Walter seemed very happy that he had missed the target. Even if it was just this one strike, it was enough for him to brag to Jizi for a long time afterwards: "You are used to wearing armor."
"It seems so. Thank you for reminding me."
Kong nodded seriously, and then turned his hands behind his back and changed to the light sword starting posture, but his movements looked much more feminine than Walter's.
“…Wait, this posture can’t be…”
Paimon, who was watching a martial arts movie while floating in the air, scratched his head because of the strong sense of déjà vu: "Is it Yunlai swordsmanship? No way? Kong, you even learned Keqing's swordsmanship?"
"Because I'm shorter than before, I can't use the big sword style against him... Walter saw my disadvantage and relied on his long legs and arms to suppress me... Chao!"
In the private channel, Kong muttered to Paimeng, but his hands were not slow. When Lao Yang stabbed again, Kong successfully bent his body forward to twist all the strength of his waist and hips to his wrist, and swept out a sword from the lower left, hitting Walter's hand.
Although the gesture was not very elegant and had a bit of a feminine swordplay feel, the effect was quite good.
The two old bastards returned to the essence of sword fighting competition... "stealing".
Lao Yang changed three positions in succession and threw his sword into the air, but in the end all of them were hit on the back of his hands by air, which made him doubt his life. When he looked at the scoreboard, he saw that the score difference of 3 to 1 was all caused by air cutting.
120. Beat him and make him spin like a top!
Finally, after hitting Lao Yang's arms and hands for the tenth time, Lao Yang threw his sword and admitted defeat.
There was really no way to fight him. Kong was a cunning and clever guy. Not only did he fail to make use of his height and arm span advantages, but it made it easier for the opponent to launch a sneak attack. This made him give up his hope... The captain was still the same captain, using his brain but having a brutal physique, and he was no match for him.
"My self-righteous 'progress' is nothing more than superficial learning... I have overestimated myself to some extent."
Old Yang shook his red hands and adjusted his glasses: "Captain, your current strength has surpassed most S-class Valkyries."
"Maybe I haven't reached that level yet... You know, my energy is always fluctuating. The cooperative system I mobilized today may have strong combat effectiveness, but tomorrow it will be reduced to its original state due to the downgrade of test qualifications. These are all embarrassing situations that have actually happened."
Kong leaned on his sword and complained to Lao Yang: "One day I was riding a dragon in the sky, and the next day I was demoted to an infantryman, and I don't have any special abilities... I can only say that this world tolerates my recklessness."
"I didn't have any idea of the stories you told me at first, but now that I've seen the changes in you... it's much more intuitive."
Old Yang's glasses lit up and he turned around mischievously: "Alan, you've been watching for a long time, why don't you come in and fight the captain yourself?"
"...Can I?" Alan's eyes sparkled, and he was so excited.
"This is just my suggestion. After all, you won't improve if you get beaten up. Someone has to teach you the moves. Go discuss this with the captain."
Martial arts fanatics are generally difficult to deal with because they always cause trouble to others in their pursuit of self-improvement.
But Alan... it's half and half. He is difficult to persuade and stubborn, but he is strict with others and also strict with himself. Such a young man is a rare commodity in the entire universe. If he is trained... taught well, he may become a peerless master.
"Come in, Alan. We can fight for a few moves before the stationmaster finishes reading the textbook. But if you lose, you must read the proposal carefully for me when you go back tonight."
Kong had no choice but to pick up his sword and hit Alan twice: "As the head of the defense department, you should rationally use manpower and material resources to increase the overall strength of the space station. Improving your own combat effectiveness is just like adding a high-level thug to Ester. You have to understand this."
"... I have read Brother Kong's proposal twice, please rest assured... I brought the brothers here just to let everyone see the difference, and take you two as examples in the future, instead of always taking me as that role model."
Unexpectedly, Alan bowed slightly to the air with a very proper attitude.
He had never even treated Estelle so formally...
"Bullshit, I think you didn't listen to my advice at all."
But even though Alan had done this, Kong still said unhappily, "If you had read the proposal carefully, you should be sitting in your office now and finalizing the new security team organization before Screw-Gum arrives."
"..." Alan turned his head slightly, his face feeling a little hot.
It seems that Kong was right.
This child still has a lot to learn and train, after all, he is still old.
"...Okay, I'll satisfy you this time, but if the Defense Department hasn't been reorganized tomorrow, I'll have to put some pressure on you - you're best at the broadsword, right? Let's compete in broadsword, and whoever gets ten points first wins."
"Thank you, Brother Kong."
Alan quickly pulled out the force field sword from the shelf, modified its weight coefficient, and then attacked directly.
There is a sense of impatience.
"Slow down, tsk tsk, young people nowadays are so aggressive."
The captain had such a young face and said such mature words, which made Lao Yang a little uneasy, but he soon found that Alan was a little too heavy-handed when he attacked - he was not sparring, he was really going all out.
"You..." Kong heard the exaggerated sound of cloth tearing and immediately realized that something was wrong. He didn't care about his face and rolled quickly to the right. Alan's force field sword almost hit the ground with the sole of his shoe, making a bang.
The technique of rolling is not a good choice when fighting a humanoid target, because there is a big flaw when standing up, but Alan's attack did make Kong think of the attack method of a certain monster.
Even though there were protective measures to prevent the swords from hurting each other, Alan attacked as if he was going to kill Kong instead of an instructor, which made Lao Yang and Kong see his vicious side.
"I'm sorry, Brother Kong. I used to live on a planet where I would die if I didn't try my best... If it wasn't for Missy who pulled me out..."
Alan finally revealed his deepest purpose for fighting Sora:
"I know you are dating - Madam has told me that even if it is the other half chosen by the young lady, I must help her confirm that the other party is capable of protecting her and report to her."
Kong was stunned when he heard this, frowned and observed his expression carefully, but found that there was no jealousy or regret in his eyes, but full of seriousness and scrutiny.
This child... treats Ester as a family member rather than a member of the opposite sex, and even his admiration for her is limited.
No wonder the lady assuredly assigned him to be Ester's bodyguard...Ester's family didn't worry about him cheating on her family members...This guy is really stupid to a certain extent, and he even exposed his lady's concerns to "outsiders".
"...Have you ever thought that her mother wants you to help assess the other party's overall ability, the power, financial resources, and personality, rather than his fighting skills?" Kong's face twitched several times.
"Ok?"
Alan's movement of putting away the sword froze, and he immediately fell into confusion.
“…It’s absolutely amazing.”
Kong shook his head and attacked more fiercely.
His chest was lowered almost to the ground, and his other hand was supported on the ground. He spun around like a street dancer and swept the sword towards Alan's knee.
"state!"
Alan never expected that the empty sword swing would affect the bottom lane, so he misjudged his defensive position, slipped, and fell sideways with a confused look on his face.
He was struggling to get up when he heard a sound of landing. He realized that Kong had already flown to his blind spot behind him through the rotation just now.
Amid the horrified gazes and exclamations of the onlookers, Kong's body seemed to ignore gravity and drew a crescent-shaped cut in the air, driving the entire weighted force field sword and all his body weight to brutally smash into the back of Alan's head. Even the insurance rebound force field was smashed into sparks by this inhuman arc-shaped heavy cut.
"You should study hard and become smarter before you think about improving your strength. Alas, it seems I have to play the villain again."
When Alan was knocked unconscious, he could vaguely hear Kong scolding him.
121. You are not allowed to join the sky dive!
After beating Alan up, Kong pulled him up from the ground as his eyes became clearer.
The young man's explosive words just now had confirmed the relationship between Sora and Ester within the station - so many members of the defense department had heard it.
What's even more outrageous is that after being beaten up by Kong, the first thing he said when he got up was:
"Brother Kong, I recognize you. I believe that Madam will also agree with you dating the eldest lady."
"There are all kinds of secrets in this matter that cannot be explained clearly... Alan, didn't Estelle teach you how to distinguish between what you should and shouldn't say? If you challenge me in public now, won't you lose face in front of your colleagues?"
It was as if Kong had returned to the days when he was dealing with problem students in Kivotos, and he grabbed Alan's arm and began to teach him earnestly.
As a dirty member of society, Kong still has a basic sense of responsibility. For this young man who seems to be very suitable to be a gun and is actually being used as a gun, he will spend some time to teach him how to survive better.
"...Well, my thought at the time was... if you defeated me, the strongest person in the defense department, in front of so many people, the staff would probably respect your relationship with the young lady more and gossip less."
But Alan, whose forehead was slightly reddened by the force field sword, actually said something in a roundabout way: "Brother Kong, you may not know how rude those boring people in the space station said when they were discussing the matter between you and the young lady... but if you beat me down in public... they probably wouldn't dare to say anything nonsense."
...An overly primitive solution, but it worked, and it choked Sora's words.
If this silly kid knew that he had taken down the Black Tower first but hadn't touched Estella yet, would he faint on the spot?
"Of course I know."
After choking for a few seconds, Kong slapped him on the head again, and it was unclear whether he was venting his anger.
The two were of similar height, but their auras were vastly different, almost making the serious old Yang laugh out loud on the spot.
"I don't need you to help me share my worries. Do you think you are handsome? I will only think you are stupid."
Even so, Sora's expression softened again. "...I will test you again before I leave. If you don't get a passing score in my test, I will sleep with Estelle and ask her to transfer you to guard the warehouse. Do you understand?"
"I understand. I will study hard."
Alan nodded repeatedly.
"Great! If you pass the test, I'll give you a cone of light. It's the same swordplay I used to beat you up just now. Alan, you're not the only one in this world who has a miserable life. It's not time for you to sacrifice yourself yet."
With that said, Kong escorted Alan out of the fence of the training ground. His injury had only just healed and he was worried that he might have some hidden illness that even interstellar medical technology could not cure.
"Thank you, brother!"
This guy is in good spirits again and looks easy to deal with.
Surrounded by his fellow officers, Alan led the defense department away in a mighty procession...leaving behind only Kong, Lao Yang, and three young men who were still absorbing knowledge.
The two young-looking immortals began to chat about the situation in the Black Tower.
After listening to the messages collected by Alan from the middle and low-level levels, I have a better idea of how serious the division of public opinion in this space station is.
It seems that most of the staff members think that Esta is not worthy of Sora, but Sora is not worthy of Ms. Black Tower either. They had thanked Sora for saving the space station from danger before, but once the issue of idols was involved, they became irrational again.