Hey, King!

2021-07-30

Chapter 168 Chapter 168 Invisible Spear

The training stick needs only a simple casting, Dagon doesn't help much other than pulling the bellows to produce molten iron faster. By evening, Dagon had twelve training spears, enough for now. He bid farewell to Marne, leaving him to continue to immerse himself in the work of making masks.

There is still a lot of data to calculate, and a lot of testing to be done, but Mann is enthusiastic and not at all tired. If it wasn't for an appointment to train, Dagon really wanted to stay and help him, so that he could also witness the birth of the first arrow-proof mask.

But he still can tell the difference. The Arrow Mask was designed for "Pit Fifteen", not the other way around. And in the evening, the members of the pothole group have to gather together. Everyone violated the school rules and pried open the door of the No. 15 pothole, so as to walk on the road of no return...

Uh, it seems that there is nothing good. Words to describe this matter, then skip it and don't talk about it. Dagon came back to the dormitory with a bundle of iron bars and a large bundle of hemp rope on his back, when he saw Hammerdom sitting in front of his door, looking preoccupied.

"What's wrong? Someone decided to quit? Or didn't even get a day's worth of secrecy work done?"

"Neither. I came to see you and found you were not there, and thought you quit. Now that you're here, that's all right." Hammerdom pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then smiled. He said, "For a day with a heavy load, everyone doesn't want to do anything else, and they are all thinking about it."

"Hehe, the first day is the most uncomfortable, and it will gradually get better in the future." Dagon told a small lie, the same way he was deceived by Tormund back then. "Where are everyone? I don't see any bystanders around, do you want to start early?"

"Everyone is at my house. We all came over after school. By the way, there is one more Man. His martial skill is not bad, and hopefully he will pass by his own ability. But he is very interested in our method and is willing to abide by the agreement."

"Okay, welcome." Dagon said: "Is there any other Jiangu clansman in the martial skill class?"

"There's only one, and he doesn't want to come, no one can say it." Hanmer Dom shook his head, with a three-point disgust in his tone , said: "He has always been very stubborn, he doesn't listen to any advice and suggestions, he's used to his own way. The shortness of the northern canine fortress... Jiangu clansman can't get along with our southerners, always feeling that the southerners have abandoned them. Forget it, no. It's bad luck to mention this."

"If you all pass, maybe he will change his mind." Dagon said: "Since everyone is full, then I will put down the stick and let's go. ”

Eight Jiangu heads were crowded in front of the 15th pothole, and everyone put their hands on the padlock on the door. When everyone was huddled together, the space on the steps in front of the pothole was so large that they could hardly move. Dagon said: "Without one person's force, it is possible that the lock will not be able to be opened, and it may fall together, which would be a shame. I said one, two, three, and when three appears, everyone should work together and use all their strength."

"I thought it was smashed open." Hanmerdom said something, and several people glared at him and told him to shut up.

"One, two," Dagon slammed nodded: "Three!"

Pop, the lock was still intact, and the hook on the door was pulled off. Anyway, the door is open, everyone opens it together, and everyone is a witness. A gust of wind blew, the wooden door slowly opened a crack, and the slight creaking sound seemed to be the witness of everyone. Dagon extended the hand, pulled the door open, and walked in first.

The crowd followed and filed in, and the last Hanmerdom watched vigilantly and cautiously to the left and right for a while, took out the glue from his pocket, put it on the lock, and stuck it directly to the door. outside, and finally closed the door lightly. In this way, people who occasionally pass by the door will not be able to see that the lock is useless if they do not observe carefully, this can be considered a kind of cover.

"This is the weapon we're going to use," Dagon said, knowing everyone's time was precious, and went straight to the point. "I studied the weapons used by elves, calculated their length, and took into account the elves' height, arm length and speed, and felt that a spear of this length was the most suitable. To use it well, you need to cooperate with some footwork, I have no idea. I will teach you with reservations, and I hope you will practice hard without reservations."

Dagon picked up a spear and gave everyone a little space. Hammerdom took the group and pushed all the furniture in the house to the corners, and the ones that could be stacked were developed towards the roof to create as much space as possible. Everyone looked at Dagon attentively, with expressions of curiosity, nervousness, and concern.

Among all of them, only Hanmerdom was taught by Dagon, and the others listened to Hanmerdom's description and never saw Dagon's martial skill with their own eyes. Moreover, Hanmerdom is usually more slick, and the authenticity of his words will be discounted by others. If the whole plan hadn't sounded too reasonable, and the impossible was made up by Hanmerdom, the big guy would probably not believe it at all.

Seeing everyone's expressions in their eyes, Dagon decided to show his hand, which can not only increase everyone's confidence, but also improve his own prestige. He spread his feet back and forth, and his hands holding the spear seemed very relaxed, as if he would not feel threatened even if he stood up ahead. But at this moment, he stepped forward to stab, and the tip of the spear seemed to disappear in an instant, and attacked abruptly. Before everyone could react, or even before the air-splitting sound, the spear tip had finished its attack and stopped firmly in the air.

Swoosh. Snapped.

The second "Pa" is the sound of the cloth bag breaking. These practice model spears have no point and are fronted with a cloth wrapped around a sponge, which can be dipped in paint. Dagon's attack speed was too fast this time, and he also perfectly transmitted his strength from his feet to the front. At the same time, he also used the jitter of the spear to create a superimposed impact, so the force penetrated the cloth bag and shattered it directly.

"Fuck!" Among the curses with different styles and customs in different places, Hanmerdom became the most elegant person: "Auli's hammer, are you the weapon master?"

"No. Maybe I'm still young, and my strength has indeed increased a bit recently - before it could not shatter the front cloth." Dagon put the spear back on his waist and racked it up, but it still didn't look like a threat. Appearance, but no one of the crowd stood opposite him this time.

"It won't fly out, why are you hiding?" Dagon said with a smile, but suddenly the spear came out, and there was no sign at all. Still the same posture, this time everyone still didn't see where the spear tip was. By the time the positioning was finally completed, the snapping sound had already passed.

"You want us to train this trick? I think you'll be able to beat the elf after you practice it -- that's too exaggerated." Heimerdom raised his hand and slapped Jiangu clansman's chest on his left and right sides. After a while, he said excitedly: "What did I say? You still don't believe it. I said that I don't even know how I was defeated, and I can't see clearly. Do you believe it?"

"That's right! Dagon, how did you make the spear point disappear?"

"It's simple, it's just hard to do. When you see the lance hand on the opposite side, you will look at his posture according to his posture. And the shape of lance has a judgment on the threat of this person. No matter whether you think so or not, your brain will have this awareness. When making judgment, you have actually estimated the possible attack route of lance, among which is Include distances, angles, etc."

Dagon poses for them to see. Even though they have been shocked twice, everyone still thinks Dagon's posture is not scary. At this time, combined with Dagon's statement, everyone knows that this "not scary" itself relies on the "scare" martial skill level. Behind the seemingly relaxing movement, Dagon completely concealed the terrifying threat, not revealing a single bit.

"The essence of the martial skill is to deceive, deceive angle, deceive speed, deceive distance, deceive strength, deceive response.... I use the control of my body to make the spear tip not move according to the general idea, causing it to click The spear left the estimated position. At this time, your eyes are appearing with the spear tip at the wrong advance amount High Level, and you naturally feel that it is disappeared. If you can actively calculate and predict the possibility of the running trajectory of the spear tip, your Eyes... it should be said that your eyes are not deceived, but your brain is deceived."

"Phew...I'm convinced. Just by looking at this thorn, I know that your martial skill is absolutely useless. Question." The trainees raised their clenched fists and waved them in the air in support of Dagon.

"Then practice! One person will hold a stick, and I will set the pose for you, and you will follow it. After setting it, hold on, and I will correct it for you one by one. Today, I will learn two movements: stand up.

And take the first half step."

Everyone practiced, staring at Dagon's movements with wide eyes. Everyone thinks they can make the spear tip disappear, and then startle the elf on the other side, preferably scared witless. Of course, that's just fantasy, and Dagon isn't committed to teaching them to that level, at least for a month or two.

Dagon has been training hard for ten years, so his best at polearms. Even if the family is poor and other weapons cannot be practiced, there is always a stick, and it is enough. Tormund said that long-handled stabbing weapons can be practiced for a lifetime, and there is always the possibility of improvement, so lay a good foundation.

The students in pothole No. 15 learn the quick method, while Dagon is the hard work of "laying a solid foundation and accumulating over a long period of time", and its upper limit is completely incomparable. Sanding has the benefits of sanding, but there is also the value of quick work. For these students, if they can master this whole set - in fact, there are only six movements, they have the opportunity to catch a completely unprepared elves.

The bells and whistles can never be compared to being upright and downright, especially being upright and downright can better increase confidence and hone your fighting spirit. Dagon taught them meticulously and told them these principles, praised them when they did well, scolds them when they did poorly, and treated them equally without being affectionate. He allows everyone to see a little progress every day, and he makes everyone feel a little change every day, so that everyone will be slowly changed.

(end of this chapter)