Being an otaku in the world of American comics

Holding a wooden practice sword in his hand, Liang Yue was now single-mindedly and mercilessly beating the mannequin in front of him from various directions and angles.

Chop, slash, stab, point, pat, flick...…

Almost every move targeted the vital parts of the mannequin, continuous, extremely fast, and with extremely high accuracy!

Each strike produced a dull thud.

Even with a professional fixed base, it couldn't keep the mannequin stable. It was constantly being hit, swaying left and right, its whole body trembling. In just a moment, countless mottled marks appeared on the special mannequin in front of him.

The power of his sword and the ferocity of his energy made the third-year club members who were standing beside him taking a break secretly click their tongues and subconsciously take a few steps back.

As if afraid that someone in front of them, after practicing too hard, would get a hothead, lose control of himself, and accidentally injure them.

In fact, accidental injury was naturally impossible.

At this time, Liang Yue, although seemingly working up a fierce energy, was launching a cathartic practice offensive against the mannequin.

But for him, who had experienced real combat training and whose physical fitness had comprehensively exceeded the limits of the human body, it was just a warm-up exercise.

It was far from reaching the state of giving his all~

Thus, about fifteen minutes later.

After Liang Yue felt his body starting to heat up and his chest began to rise and fall slightly, he slowly stopped the slashing movements.

Then, with a slight frown, he looked at the wooden sword in his hand, feeling puzzled in his heart.

"I still feel a little unaccustomed, as if something is missing."

"Is it because the iron sword has been replaced with a wooden sword, or is it because the target of the attack has become a fixed mannequin?"

"It doesn't seem quite right...…"

"The problem seems to lie in, um~ my own body balance?"

"Yes! That should be it."

… …

Body balance~

After a moment of thought, Liang Yue quickly found where his problem lay, and then understood the reason behind it.

"The reason why I feel awkward is probably because my left hand isn't holding anything. After all, when I was in the Apocalypse world, I always held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other."

"And the weight on both hands wasn't light. Now suddenly switching to a one-handed sword, and a wooden one at that, it would be strange if I were used to it!"

Thinking of this, Liang Yue subconsciously looked around.

He saw that at least twenty club members were gathered in the kendo club's practice room at this time.

Some were practicing against the mannequins, some were resting and drinking water, some were standing there in a daze, some were playing on their phones, some were gathered together bragging and farting, scattered here and there doing various things, but after all, there were many people and many eyes.

If he suddenly took out a shield at this time, he would definitely become the focus of everyone's attention.

"Forget it, it's better to keep a low profile, otherwise, I might be regarded as a psychopath...…"

Thinking of this, Liang Yue had no choice but to settle for the next best thing in order to not waste time. He walked to the weapon rack in the corner and took another wooden sword, and then started playing dual-wielding~

This seems to be a bug, albeit a small one~

In addition, Liang Yue's physical fitness has now comprehensively surpassed the limits of ordinary people. After all, the numbers after those four-dimensional attributes are not just for show.

The increase in each attribute also means a corresponding improvement in one's own qualities.

Among them, in addition to the most direct strength and agility, it also includes complex qualities such as feel, eyesight, control, coordination, reaction, and perception.

This is far more elusive than the data seen on that simple attribute panel.

Under the combination of these physical and mental qualities, Liang Yue quickly adapted to the dual-wielding mode.

At least, his body wouldn't feel sluggish or unbalanced when he wielded the swords, and as time went on and his practice deepened, his control over this dual-wielding style gradually improved.

About half an hour later, after a period of exploration and experience, Liang Yue finally established a set of dual-wielding mode suitable for himself.

"The left-hand sword assists and defends, the right-hand sword attacks, or vice versa. When the left-hand sword attacks, the right hand must switch to defensive mode. In short, it is necessary to always maintain a situation that combines offense and defense."

"In this way, it is somewhat similar to the feeling of holding a sword with a shield."

"However, this dual-wielding method seems to be really cool! Even my body feels eager to try, and my heart is surging!"

Liang Yue had a faint premonition at this time that he seemed to have inadvertently found a close combat path that was more suitable for him.

Compared to the previous single-sword slashing and shield defense, the current dual-sword mode seems to be able to better exert his own advantages.

This was an inexplicable feeling that had been rapidly fermenting deep in his heart since he began to hold the dual swords in his hands.

It was as if he was born to walk this path!

"However, it still seems a bit insufficient. Not only is there a lack of proficiency in holding the swords, but even the swords themselves feel a bit awkward."

Looking at the two wooden swords in his hands, Liang Yue held his breath and concentrated, constantly holding them in his hands in both forward and reverse directions, flexibly twisting his wrists, carefully feeling the subtle differences, in order to find a more comfortable sword-holding feel.

"Liang Yue, come and practice with me!"

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the club activity room's door. He knew without looking that the owner of this voice was Elizabeth.

And what he knew even more was that for a newly transferred Chinese boy like himself, being called by such a beautiful woman with a great figure and appearance to be a sparring partner.

In fact, it had already aroused quite a bit of envy, jealousy, and hatred among a group of people in the kendo club in front of him.

Almost instantly, sharp gazes converged from the surroundings, constantly wandering between him and the blonde beauty at the door.

A sense of resentment was rising in the hearts of this group of single dogs with excessive hormone secretion.

If gazes and emotions could kill, Liang Yue dared to bet that even if he possessed a data-driven body under the MC rules, he would definitely have been tortured to death thousands of times in this instant...…

Unfortunately, Liang Yue didn't care at all~

So, after putting down the wooden swords in his hand, this guy walked to the other party's side with a thick face under everyone's gaze, and then put his hand on Elizabeth's supple waist.

At the same time, he secretly stretched his other hand behind his back and silently gave the middle finger to the dissatisfied people behind him.

"Fvck!"

"Oh shat!"

"This kid is too arrogant!"

"E!"

"I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

… …

A burst of unwilling wolf howls suddenly sounded in the kendo club, one after another, some daring, some angry, and some even cheering.

It's a pity that although they are shouting happily now, no one can take the lead for the time being~