Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Compared with the sword called "Bamboo Sword", which is actually made of polymer materials, the wooden sword has a better grip, and the wooden sword can actually be sharpened after special processing.

Of course, the wooden sword he is using now is not sharpened, but to Chen Mo, it makes no difference whether it is sharpened or not...

After hearing Chen Mo clapping his hands, the noisy students immediately quieted down, especially those girls who used to be all in short skirts and stockings, but now they are wearing sportswear, all of them looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, and put on an attitude of good students .

Looking at the sword dojo that immediately became quiet as soon as he made a sound, Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction.

That's what he's loving the last few weeks of education!

"I think everyone must be very curious, why this class is held in the sword dojo." Holding the hilt of the wooden sword, Chen Mo stood up from the floor, raised one hand, and pointed the tip of the sword to the surrounding sword frames, "You guys You’ve seen it all, these bamboo swords on display, I begged the teacher of the Kendo Department for a long time before letting him open them up, so in today’s class, let’s all practice swinging swords.”

When Chen Mo said these words, the kendo field that had been quiet became noisy again.

Seeing the students whispering to each other, Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you have any questions about my arrangement?"

The discussion continued for a while, and a slightly taller boy in front of the students spoke first, "Mr. Chen Mo, what's the use of just swinging a sword?"

"Of course it works."

Chen Mo glanced at the boy while talking. After the last few weeks of cultivation, his figure has begun to return to normal, and the contours of muscles have emerged in his arms and legs. He is no longer the sick look he had when he first started school. .

"Don't underestimate swinging a sword. Perhaps a bamboo sword isn't too heavy to lift, but you'll know how difficult it is only after you've actually swung a sword."

Hearing Chen Mo's explanation, the boy had a disbelieving expression on his face, "Is it really so magical?"

"God or not... You will know if you try it yourself."

Walking a few steps to the row of sword racks closest to him, the wooden sword in Chen Mo's hand suddenly rose, and the tip of the sword hit the tsuba of one of the bamboo swords, and the whole bamboo sword flew upside down and flipped in the air After a few laps, it landed right in front of the boy with a snap.

"Come on, pick it up and give it a try."

Looking at the bamboo sword that fell in front of him, the boy hesitated for a moment, then bent down to pick it up, and at the same time looked at Chen Mo who had walked back to the center of the sword dojo, "What should I do?"

"Wipe whatever you want."

He didn't teach him any skills or anything like that, Chen Mo just smiled and made a gesture of invitation, and then watched silently without saying a word.

"Then... I'll just wave it casually."

Weighing the weight of the bamboo sword in his hand, the boy felt that it should not be difficult to swing with his own strength, so he took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, stretched his arm muscles, and swung the bamboo sword forcefully.

"Ugh-"

The cylindrical bamboo sword slashed through the air, making a dull sound. While swinging the sword, the boy let out a loud shout and stepped forward with a thud, which seemed quite decent.

but……

"Can you be called wielding a sword like this?"

Holding his hands together, Chen Mo had a sneer on his face, and said mercilessly: "The angle of the sword is too high, and the position of the shoulder is not right when swinging the sword. From the back to the arm to the bamboo sword, you swing the sword. Too much power was wasted in the process, which greatly reduced the power of this sword, not to mention the slow speed of the sword, and your force is only relying on the arm muscles, doing so will only speed up the speed of physical exertion... Even the correct You don’t even know how to use your strength, so why are you talking about wielding a sword? And most importantly, I can’t see the sharpness that a sword wielder should have in your eyes, and you don’t have that kind of indomitable momentum. No matter how exquisite your moves are, it can't pose any threat to a real swordsman... Well, but your loud shout is quite majestic."

"..."

Hearing Chen Mo's evaluation of himself, the boy couldn't hold back. Although he really didn't understand the way of swordsman at all, he also felt that the sword he swung just now was very powerful. How could it be as unbearable as Chen Mo said?

Seeing Chen Mo's face showing your still-like expression, the boy stiffened his neck and said loudly: "You speak so fiercely, why don't you demonstrate it, what is the real sword swing? Returning the sword... I think you are Talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Oops!

Among the crowd, Tong Gu Kazuhito's face changed when he saw the boy confronting Chen Mo.

He knows Chen Mo's personality too well. He is an extreme violent person who absolutely kills people without blinking an eye. Even saying that he is a murderer is not wronging him.

And what did this guy just say?Chen Mo doesn't understand swords?

If it is said that even Chen Mo doesn't understand swords, who else in the world would dare to say that he understands swords?It is said that before he raised the tip of the sword casually, he lifted the whole bamboo sword out of the sword stand, and spanned a distance of tens of meters, and just landed in front of the boy. ten people.

To say that a bloodthirsty swordsman doesn't know how to swing a sword?Isn't this the initiative to join the high-voltage wires!

something is going to happen...

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Chen Mo lowered his arms around his chest, and lightly placed his palms on the hilt of the wooden sword in the belt around his waist.

All of a sudden, a breeze blew in the closed environment of the kendo arena. Chen Mo stood in the arena in a black martial arts uniform, and his clothes kept flying in the wind.

"Since you want to see it so much, I'll let you see it well enough... What is real sword swinging, and the way of the sword I uphold..."

Chapter 35 Sword Crossing Beidou Xin Wugou

The birch hilt is wrapped in a flexible leather hilt roll for a good fit in the hand.

Turning sideways forward, Chen Mo's eyes dimmed slightly, his fingers holding two-thirds of the hilt of the sword tightened, and a cold and sharp edge slowly rippled out of him.

In this world, there are some things that apply to all human beings regardless of nationality, region or race.

It's like whether you're at the entrance of Beijing's Third Ring Hutong in the capital of China, or in front of the Empire State Building in New York, or at the forefront of the battlefield in the Iraq war zone, you just need to open your mouth, and then reach out and point to it , can clearly express the meaning of hunger.

Fear, dread, such emotions are common to all human beings.

At this moment, the man who was wearing a black martial arts suit and standing in the kendo field with his back straight and holding a sword, the students around could feel a strong sense of oppression that stings their eyes just by touching his figure, as if they were facing him. Facing the bitter cold wind blowing towards his face, the boy stared at by Chen Mo could not stop shaking at this moment.

Strictly speaking, Chen Mo has never learned how to use a sword in an orthodox manner. Whether it is Chinese-style swordsmanship or Japanese-style kendo, he doesn't understand it at all. As long as his hands touch the sword and hold the hilt, countless pungent and cruel sword skills will naturally come to mind.

Just like instinct.

Maintaining the posture of holding the sword in one hand, Chen Mo took the waist as the central axis, turned his body in the direction of the boy, and at the same time moved his left foot forward, and his center of gravity sank slightly.