Super Seminary Angel Binghua

Yogni, who was holding a long sword, snorted lightly and watched Simon and Sass say something disdainfully.

"You two come together! Don't worry, I won't use more power than the first generation super soldier."

Seeing that his two sons were still hesitating, Yogni cursed.

"What? You two bastards, don't you dare to fight each other?"

After hearing this, Simon and Sass felt that the consequences of failure would be more serious than being beaten, so they looked at each other and spread out their white wings behind their backs.

Simon flew into the sky, and Sass held the long sword and flapped his wings wildly, like a cannonball that shot towards Yogni.

"Finally, it still looks good."

Yogni's livid face softened slightly.

Facing his second son Sass, who was rushing towards him, Yogni raised his sword and hit the side of the sword in Sass's hand accurately.

In an instant, the long sword in Sass's hand, which was originally sprinting forward, immediately moved a large distance away from its target. When he rushed past Yogni, he was kicked away by Yogni.

At this time, the sky turned black, and Simon instigated his angel wings to swoop in with a long sword at high speed.

But Yogni just took a step to the left, then raised his long sword and slapped Simon on the grass with the sword tip pierced through the air, causing Simon's handsome face to violently rub against the grass.

After teaching his son a lesson and establishing his authority as a father in front of the two of them, Yogni sent the two of them to sparring.

Of course, it was not the performance-based sparring before, but real sparring. Anyway, neither of them could stab each other to death with the swords in their hands.

And the one who loses in the sparring will enjoy Yogni's affectionate love later.

For this reason, the two brothers, who had a good relationship with each other, used all their strength, and each sword was directed at the place where the other would lose their fighting power.

Yogni took Binghua to the other side, not paying attention to the two brothers who were chasing each other and slashing wildly.

Binghua and his father stood a few meters apart, and Yogni sighed inwardly as he looked at his teenage daughter.

Children of other families should be able to play carefree and happily under the protection of their parents at such an age, but my own daughter actually wants to learn swordsmanship.

"Bing Hua, learning swordsmanship is a very difficult task. Not only is it boring, it will also take up a lot of your time."

"I know, but I still want to learn."

Binghua stared at Yogni with his dark eyes, fearing that his father would regret not teaching him swordsmanship.

"Now that you've decided, I won't stop you."

After Yogni saw his daughter's eyes, he gave up the hesitation in his heart and started the microwormhole transport at the same time.

A cross sword more than one meter long was inserted into the ground in front of Binghua with a swipe.

"This is your next partner. Pick it up and become familiar with it. Only in this way can you master this weapon."

Binghua did as she was told and came to the cross sword stuck on the ground. She stretched out a pair of small hands to hold the blade and let out a sneer! Pulled it out of the grass.

Binghua held the cross sword which was a bit long for him. It didn't feel too heavy, just a little heavy.

This may be the function of the angel family's super gene. Although Binghua has just activated the super gene not long ago, he is already a super soldier.

"A sword is not a toy, nor is it something used for fun, but a kind of fighting weapon on the battlefield."

"The ancestors of our angel family did not have super genes, spaceships, or even guns at the beginning."

"Then what they relied on to resist wild beasts and fight against their enemies in that era was the sword in their hands, because only the sword in their hands could protect themselves and the people behind them."

Binghua listened very seriously, but Yogni probably liked teaching these things to others, and he was very fascinated by what he said.

"A sword is a weapon, and weapons are naturally used to kill people, so there are only a few ways to use a sword, namely stabbing, chopping, chopping, swinging, cutting, cutting, sweeping, teasing, pressing, breaking, and stirring."

"Among them, stabbing, chopping, and slashing are the most commonly used attacks with swords, and they are also the three most lethal moves. Bing Hua, you should pick up these three moves first. When you are familiar with them, you can practice different ways of swinging the sword."

"I know, Father."

Binghua nodded, and then Yogni began to teach Binghua how to hold the sword and stab and chop.

Just like that, Hyouka started practicing straight thrusts with the cross sword that was very incongruous with it. The target was a small hole in the rock wall that Yogni had stabbed with the sword in Hyouka's hand.

Yogni asked Hyouka to learn this trick when they can accurately penetrate the hole as wide as the sword body with the sword in their hands every time.

It was a very simple request, but it was extremely difficult for Binghua because the cross sword in her hand was too long. She kept shaking just by raising the tip of the sword, let alone stabbing the small hole accurately. .

Raising the cross sword in his hand again and again, Binghua moved his two calves again and again to thrust out the sword in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the sword tip colliding with the rock, Binghua couldn't remember how many times he had raised his sword and stabbed straight.

There were many small potholes on the originally bare rock wall, all caused by the tip of the sword in Binghua's hand.

Countless straight thrusts occasionally penetrated the small hole left by Binghua, but Binghua just thought it was luck and didn't count at all.

Yogni watched Hyouka practice his thrusting for a while and then left, taking Simon and Sass to who knows where.

But Binghua believed that he was definitely not there for fun, because when Binghua returned home with his sword in hand at night, he saw Simon and Sass with bruises and swollen faces.

As for his father Yogni, he did not come back and seemed to have gone to the City of Angels.

The mother looked at her two sons on the table with distressed eyes, but she couldn't say anything and could only keep asking Simon and Saas to eat more.

Binghua dragged his limp body back to the room and leaned the bright silver cross sword in his hand against the dressing table.

Only then did Binghua realize that his body was exuding a strong sour smell, and then he remembered that he had been practicing sword practice for almost a day and was already sweating all over.

However, because I was so focused on completing the direct thrust, I forgot about it, so I quickly went to take a good bath.

Lying on the bed, Binghua closed his eyes and entered his own dark plane, and began to study the dark communication algorithm that Hexi had transmitted to him before.

After studying it for a while, Binghua always felt that dark communication was a bit esoteric. She found that the dark communication algorithm was very complex and had countless variations.

Finally, Binghua fell asleep unconsciously due to the exhaustion of her body.

As soon as he woke up the next morning, Binghua picked up his sword and ran to the rock wall where he was yesterday and started practicing straight thrusts.

When tired, rest and then continue practicing. Yogni would occasionally come here and look at Binghua silently from a distance. His original intention was to use the boring training to make Binghua give up on his own.

But her daughter's resilience clearly exceeded Yogni's expectations. A few days passed, and Binghua still had unimaginable enthusiasm for practicing swordsmanship.