Hey, King!

2021-07-27

Chapter 162 Chapter 162 Quick Learning

Fighting tree, martial skill learning field, elves looking for superiority The place. Hammerdom has always said that elves are very good at using the terrain environment, whether they are fighting alone or in groups, students of other races cannot take advantage of it.

"They always appear and disappear unpredictably. They were still more than 20 meters ahead, which is a matter of charging for a few seconds. But they can disappear when they drill behind the tree, and then go from Appears elsewhere. Are you saying weird?"

Dagon un'ed, asking: "Are you sure it's not the spell?"

"The fighting tree can't use spell , elemental power will be ruthlessly interfered here, and releasing incantation is a thankless move. And everyone observes each other, can this be concealed? If it is found to be cheating, it would be too embarrassing. Elves cannot tolerate embarrassment. I'm done."

"Oh... Now I don't know how to implement the combat skills you describe. Maybe it's a combination of Rogue or Ranger's hiding ability and environmental terrain adaptation skills?" Dagon shook his head. Hunting the first axe, he said: "It's hard to imagine the scene you describe without experiencing it yourself, and our activities today don't involve elves."

Hammerdom said with a smile: "Yes, We're just a gamble between two people."

Dagon immediately denied the gamble upon hearing it. "It's not a gamble, it's a deal. Not only am I going to beat you, I'm going to point out what kind of mistakes you made, and you're paying for your teaching with a home-cooked meal."

"Ooooooo good Yeah—it looks like you don't like gambling either." Hammerdom said, "It's not a gamble, because if I win you, you won't give me money, right? Don't get excited, I'm just saying the wrong thing. I'm done."

Dagon nods. This Hammer Dom is quick to change and not stubborn at all, which may be a plus, but a little less like Jiangu clansman. Generally speaking, Jiangu clansman are stubborn and dead brains, even if they are wrong, they are reluctant to admit. If you can quibble about it, it’s fine, if you can’t even quibble, then you will choose to escape, as if the mistake didn’t exist at all. These problems disappeared with Hammerdom.

Hope he didn't lose Jiangu clansman's stubborn character, because Jiangu clansman's stubbornness is often closely related to stubbornness.

Hammerdom chatted with the staff of the competition field for a while, and then brought a temporary permit for Dagon, and the two of them will be in compliance with the school rules.

The martial skill training field is a huge bird's nest, and the tree canopy that has been cut down has been rebuilt to form this oval arena. Inside, a circular passage wraps around the edge, separating the sparring area and the war viewing zone. The almost vertical seating is embedded in the walls of the mesh-like tree structure, requiring climbing to get up and down, but there is clearly a wider view from the heights.

The central oval area is divided by branches, dirt, masonry, etc. into large and small areas of different shapes, which have nothing common with each other for terrain purposes. Dagon took a general look, and the terrain of simulated forests and cliffs accounted for the most, which is also the environment where elves are best at fighting. He didn't see a terrain that could simulate a pothole, so he asked Hammerdom, and the answer was still no.

Well, after all, this is opened by the elves, not the home of Jiangu clansman, such a setting can also be understood.

"We don't involve terrain today, let's take a look at your martial skill first. Let's find an open space, nothing will do."

In order to avoid mutual influence, especially shooting with an arrow After flying, enter someone else's area, and implement a place-occupancy system in the field. The wooden token certificate given by the door staff is used to occupy the space. Each venue has a delimited area and a wooden stake to display the placeholder. The weapon racks are all concentrated next to the entrance, with all kinds of cloth-wrapped weapon models on it, and the ground is full of weighted iron chains of different sizes and thicknesses.

Hammerdom picks out his two-handed Warhammer, while Dagon observes the Elven bow on the weapon rack. If there are any weapons here that are not models, then it is the longbow and the crossbow. Their ammunition is soft-tip, with only a cloth bag dipped in paint on the front. And the launcher of the ammunition cannot be fake, otherwise there is no need to practice.

Picking up a sprite double-arm compound bow to test the weight, then trying to pull it apart, only halfway through, and Dagon found that his arms couldn't work. "Only elves can use this bow. They are too long and straight, and they are easy to hit the ground or calf." Hammerdom said: "Even a human with a high enough height cannot master its strength emission skill, and at most can only use it. One-arm compound bow."

"There's actually a way." Dagon holds the bow high and flat, hands slightly above the top of his head, then draws his arms in a very wide "V" arm bow. Under his brute force, the bow arm vibrated slightly, followed by a slight "Pa" sound. This is the sound that the Elf Bow has been deployed and pulled into place.

Hammerdom's eyes were wide open and his mouth widened, and he cried out in surprise: "Can it be pulled open like this? Can it be fired?"

"I can't aim, no It can be used." Dagon's arms continued to exert force, slowly returning the bowstring to its original position.

"Phew, scared me to death. I just wanted to remind you, fortunately you know it yourself." Hammer Dom patted his chest, and the tension in his tone didn't know true or false. "You can't let go of the bow after it is fully drawn. It is said that the vibration will damage the bow arm, causing cracks and reducing the lifespan of the bow."

"You are right, the stronger the bow, the more you need to pay attention to this. Don't worry, I won't make a mistake like that." At this point, Dagon suddenly realized. He looked around, not far away, there were several elves, half-elves, humans watching him, and even a Jiangu clansman had a be eager to have a try expression on his face - he didn't even Too late to turn into annoyance.

“This will also deduct points?”

“There will be warnings, and then the accumulation of warnings will lead to deductions.” Hammerdom took his arms from Dagon. Composite longbow, put it back on the weapon rack with ease. "It must be wrong to damage the academy's props, especially the elf's bow. It's not a model, it's real! All weapons are here, so all eyes will be here, especially seeing your raw face ."

"I feel like this is more intriguing than the battlefield." Dagon shook his head and said, "Forget it, I can't control the atmosphere of the Academy for the time being. Hammerdom Deep Rock, this bow too Big, the elves won't use this in the woods environment, right?"

Hammerdom nodded. "They use a different kind of bow, and I'll get it for you. Also, don't call me my full name, it makes me feel like I'm going to be reprimanded at home. You can call me Hamm if you want to save trouble, no problem. ."

A small problem means there is still a problem, so it's better to call him Hammerdom. Dagon took over a quirky elf bow with arms just over a meter in length, about 30% shorter than the previous two-arm compound bow. There are six pulleys of different sizes installed on this bow, and the wire passing through them is not the same material.

The center of gravity of this bow is set back, it seems to be closer to the body, and the forearm does not need to be straight. When drawing a bow, it is very easy at first. With the movement of the pulley, the required pulling force suddenly increases. Not only does it need to continue to exert force, but how to exert force also requires skill. But when it is nearly full, the pulley moves to another state, which seems to gather the energy generated before, and it becomes very easy to keep it full. This kind of ease when the bow is full is unmatched by other types of bows. It allows the user to keep aiming for a longer time and more stably, which greatly improves the accuracy and greatly increases the limit of the archer's bow and arrows.

"Good bow!" Dagon was amazed at the excellent performance of the weapon in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim. He doesn't need to actually shoot the arrow, he reverses the process of drawing the bow, which is the process of the bowstring pushing the arrow. This bow can actually continue to exert force, giving the arrow a longer acceleration distance. Due to the grooves on the bow, the forearm does not need to rub against the arrows, so this continuous force can effectively reduce errors and further improve accuracy.

"It's called the Woodland Bow, the work of the elven weaponsmith, and it's arguably the best short bow. The elves seem to be working on a longbow version of it, but it's been unsuccessful, and I don't know why. ." Hammerdom ran his toes on the ground and said, "Dagon, are you going to test my martial skills with a bow and arrow?"

"Sorry, no." Dagon hurriedly put the bow down Go back, then walk to the shelf where more than ten short weapons are placed, and directly carry it up. "That's about it for today. There are swords, hammer axes, and flails."

"You can use them all?"

"It's okay." Dagon carried it on one shoulder. Weapon rack, the other hand is holding a head hunting axe, and he still pointed his toes aside. "Hammerdom, take that long pole and put on some weight chains. You'd better bring some more soft cloth..."

"Is it necessary?"

Two hours later, Hammerdom felt very necessary, especially regretting why he didn't get more sponges? That thing is light, and the anti-strike effect is good, so it won't hurt so much.

"Ninety-three knockdowns in all." Dagon shook the stick in his hand, sighed, and said, "These models are still not strong enough to take a few more days. Ninety-three, also It's three months and three days, and the meals during this period are taken care of."

"For the meals for these three months, you really can do it!" He dropped his stick and took off his helmet with trembling hands. He tried to unfasten the belt buckle of his breastplate, but found his fingers would not obey him. "Look! Dagon, my hand is hurt!"

"That's a loss of strength, not an injury. You're just too tired." Dagon grabbed the Hammerdom breastplate with both hands and pierced through his shoulders. Out of the ring-shaped edge of his arm, he lifted him directly from the ground. "I can't take off the armor now, I have to wait for the sweat to dissipate. I know it's uncomfortable, but taking it off suddenly will damage the body and cause fainting in severe cases."

"I still think you are too much. Ruthless."

"It's your fault." Dagon said, "First of all, your martial skill is really not good, otherwise you won't be defeated many times. Also, I have completed the fatal blow, if With a real weapon, you're dead, but you're still fighting back. It just means you're simply unaware of your failure and want to cheat by carrying the slightest damage from the model weapon."

Hammer Dom insisted and said, "How can I have it?"

"You can deny it, but you can't deny that I can knock you down with a model weapon." Dagon said: "In order for you to There is no excuse to admit that I was knocked down, I can't hurt you, I have to use more strength, plus the skill of throwing. Hammer Dom, who taught you your martial skill? I feel his level is not good How's it going!"

"I didn't spend much time on the martial skill before coming to Academy. You know Elvish language is hard to learn, and the history of those elves...to ease the learning curve Pressure, graduating early, I put my main energy on this."

Dagon expressed his incomprehension and asked: "After passing the elvish language and elf history course assessment, it will not be repeated, and the martial skill You have to take exams every year, don't you do this?"

"I listened to my big brother. He was supposed to study here, but he accidentally fell from the French Dou tree and died. My family sent me here because the total time for my studies was not enough. In the letter of my big brother, he mentioned those courses that were a headache for him, so my main direction was elf language and history.”

"So it is." Dagon lightly patted Hammerdom's back, looking at the extent of his staggering, and said, "Although you feel pain, you are actually fine, walk back slowly, Just a little bit of muscle movement will be fine, not lying flat. Let's go, let's talk on the way back."

Dagon packed his weapon, placed it on the shelf, and carried it up . His physical performance was much better than Hammerdom, just a little tired.

For the first half of the return journey, Hammerdom remained silent, as if fatigue had sealed his mouth. He just pricked up his ears and listened to Dagon's explanation, especially what areas should be strengthened. In the second half, he couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his numb arm and swung it, interrupting Dagon's words and saying, "Dagon, would you like to formally teach us?"

"Teach us People?" Dagon shook his head: "What are you talking about?"

"My martial skill is poor, and there are six or seven dwarves not so good, we may have a hard time passing." John Mordom said: "On campus, you are one of the most powerful dwarves when it comes to martial skill, so we want you to teach us so we can pass the exam."

" I haven't taken the exam, and I don't know if I can pass..." Dagon shook his head and said, "Hammerdom, I'm still busy with the basic quality assessment, and the Principal also made me have to do priest training at the same time. , it is estimated that it will be difficult for me to devote my energy to other things in a short period of time."

"That's not good! I finally found you." Hammer Dom said: "I am in the martial skill class in my class. There are 24 students, 11 of them are dwarves, and the rest are elves. Only the first half of the school year get credit. Do you know how it ended? 11 dwarves, only two pass at most. I don't want this The situation continues!”

The martial skill class is compulsory every year, and the Academy assigns class members, and half of the students in each class get credits by default. The rest of the people gather together to make up the exam, and there is still a chance for one third. The martial skill class is quite special, you don't need to go to every class, as long as you can pass the test at the end. That is to say, capable people can relax and rest completely, while others have to spend time and energy exercising.

"Hammer Dom, your problem is that your foundation is too poor, and you have only learned a lot. Your posture looks quite bluffing, but except for the way you hold the weapon, you are too good at other aspects. What a loophole. I was fooled by your pretentiousness before, and I thought my unfathomable mystery brought you down..."

"I know I'm bad, but I want to change Strong. The more credits I lose, the longer I have to stay. I miss Adamantine Valley so much, and I miss my parents at home. Alas, you said I played less when I was younger and practiced more martial skills!”

Dagon lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the ground, but he could hear Hammerdom's expression by listening to the ground. Yes, he just wants to do his own thing first; yes, his study load is heavier, he has to use it during the day and night, and he has to maintain the mana cycle all the time. However, there is no reason to move him more than missing his hometown and his parents, and there is also no reason to see a Jiangu clansman who wants to make progress without reaching out and pushing him.

"Well, I can find a few hours a week to guide the martial skill, which may be helpful. But I don't know how to test the martial skill, so what I tell you is not Involving exams, not taking exams as goals.”

“So what’s the goal?”

“Stronger than you were in the past.” Dagon said, “As long as you really practice with your heart , I'm confident you can do this for you."

(end of this chapter)