Chapter 159 Stray bullets from history

   followed Siebert into the training room.

  Chen Lun felt his eyes light up.

  As Siebert said, the club's only open-air training room is quite spacious inside. Looking up, thick glass replaces the ceiling and is set quite high.

  Sunlight shines down from the sky and passes through the glass, making the entire training room extremely bright.

  At this time, there are seven or eight people in the training room, doing their own training. Several of them are teachers of fighting courses, guiding in a low voice.

   "Mr. Wood, this is Mr. Jack who just joined the club. He is also very interested in swordsmanship."

   Siebert said to a middle-aged man with short hair.

   Woo-!

  The short-haired man waved the two-handed sword in his hand, whistling, and after a few rounds of slashing, he stopped holding the heavy sword with his outer elbow.

   Clang!

  Wood directly grabbed the blade with his hand, stood it up, and leaned on himself. Because he was wearing leather gloves, this kind of unedged two-handed sword could not hurt his fingers.

"welcome."

  He said something indifferent.

   "Hey, Mr. Jack, if you want to learn swordsmanship, I would recommend Mr. Wood to you... He graduated from Trisur Royal Academy, studied swordsmanship, and once won the Gold Medal of Swordsmanship in Amber City."

  Siebert introduced Chen Lun.

   "That's pretty amazing."

   Chen Lun laughed.

   "Let me compete with Mr. Wood first, Mr. Jack, how about you take a good look at it?"

   Siebert proposed.

  Chen Lun nodded.

   "I'm looking forward to your performance, Mr. Siebert."

"it is good!"

  Siebert drank some wine, his cheeks flushed, and he looked a little excited.

  He held his long sword, put on the helmet protector, and said to his swordsmanship teacher Wood:

   "Mr. Wood, let's start."

   "Be careful, Mr. Siebert."

  Wood Yigao was bold and did not take any protection.

   With a kick from his toes, there was a bang, and the two-handed sword was raised from the ground, held by his arms, facing Siebert like a spear.

   Woohoo!

  Siebert stepped forward, stabbing out the long sword in his hand.

   But in the next second, he was parried by Wood's two-handed sword, and immediately deflected, with a clang, sparks overflowed.

  Wood directly grasped the blade of the two-handed sword with his hand, and hit Siebert with the hilt upside down, like a warhammer.

   This made Siebert a little surprised. In his panic, he didn't know what to do. In the end, he just raised his sword with both hands to block.

   Crack!

  Siebert's hands went numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword.

  Wood took a step forward, then rushed into Siebert's body within a week and placed his two-handed sword on his shoulders.

   "Phew...aha, I lost."

   Siebert admitted defeat frankly and gave a wry smile.

   "It seems that the gap between me and Mr. Wood is still so big. I lost before I used the trick I just learned."

   "Mr. Siebert's physical fitness is not as good as mine, and his skills are still very rusty. It is normal to lose... You still need to continue to work hard."

  Wood slowly retracted the two-handed sword, and then said.

  Chen Lun nodded secretly, this Wood's skills are very skilled, and indeed he has enough attainments in swordsmanship.

  In fact, this two-handed sword is a battlefield weapon, used for charging and breaking through, and is not suitable for single-handedly fighting in this kind of venue. So it can also be seen from this aspect that Wood's strength is indeed very strong.

  Unfortunately, he is just a mortal.

  No matter how good your sword skills are, you are no different from other people when you face an extraordinary person.

   "Mr. Jack, do you want to play too?"

  Siebert took off his protective helmet and handed over his long sword with a smile.

  He thought for a while, and then said:

   "If you think Teacher Wood is too strong, you can also have a game with me. There are various types of weapons on the shelf over there, and you can choose at will."

  Chen Lun shook his head.

   "No need, Mr. Siebert, I don't really like this kind of battle."

   "It's just a casual discussion. There are protective gear here, which won't hurt you... And when you come to the club, don't you want to experience a 'killing battle' for yourself?"

  Siebert looked puzzled.

   "Sir, with me here, you can rest assured that no one will be injured."

  Wood added on the sidelines, his tone was calm and reassuring.

  Chen Lun shook his head again and declined with a smile on his face.

   "No, I'm just here to visit."

   "Okay, Mr. Jack...but it's such a pity."

  Siebert shrugged and retracted the long sword with a look of regret.

  Wood on the side was slightly startled, then shook his head.

  He felt that the black-haired young man was too cautious, even to the point of cowardice, so he was unwilling to fight and learn in person, and he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for him.

  As a man, how can he be so cowardly.

  Boom!

   Suddenly there was a gunshot in everyone's ears.

   Turned their heads to look, and saw a middle-aged man with long yellow-brown hair holding a musket in his hand, aiming at a target directly in front of him.

   Gunpowder smoke billowed from the muzzle of the gun.

   "Hahaha...! Have fun!"

  The long-haired man slowly reloaded the musket in his hand and laughed loudly.

  Beside him stood a thin man, who seemed to be a teacher like Wood.

   "It's 4418 in the solar calendar, and it's the age of muskets. What's the use of training these fighting and sword skills?!"

  The long-haired man said loudly.

  "These are old techniques that should be eliminated, backward fighting techniques, and the new era should be ruled by muskets!"

  Wood frowned, and walked towards him with two-handed swords.

   "Hey! Are you making trouble on purpose?! Sir?"

   He shouted in a deep voice.

  A figure stood in front of him, it was the thin man.

   "Wood, this is my student and my guest... What do you want to do?"

   Said the thin man.

  Wood asked with a cold face:

   "Student? Marlowe, your class is to teach people to shoot guns? How could I not know... Are you sure you work in the 'Foil Fighting Club'?"

   "Oh, I'm just teaching Mr. Ford's fighting steps and dodging skills, and the club has no rules. You can't practice guns here..."

  The thin man named Marlowe shrugged.

   "Hey, I know him, Ford...he's the manager of the new Firepower Shooting Club on the next block!"

  Siebert looked at the long-haired man, always feeling familiar, suddenly he thought of something, and said.

  Hearing his words, everyone's eyes on Ford changed.

   "It seems that you are here to make trouble on purpose, Mr. Ford?"

  Wood said coldly.

   "Oh, don't get me wrong...I'm just stating a fact."

  Ford brushed his long yellow-brown hair, and patted the musket in his hand lightly.

   "How about we have a contest? See who is the ultimate winner...?

   I happen to be here too, and I recommend 'Firepower Shooting Club' to everyone! There are various types of muskets, and veterans who have been on the battlefield as instructors! "

"asshole!"

  Wood cursed angrily.

   This kind of behavior of grabbing business in public is extremely annoying. He couldn't bear it anymore, and put a hand on the shoulder of Marlowe, who was also the teacher of the course.

   "Marlowe, Mr. Charles extended a helping hand when you and I were down and out. Is that how you repay him?"

  Wood asked in a low voice.

  Marlowe's face changed slightly, but soon turned cold again.

   "No one thinks they make too much money, Wood...you won't understand."

   "You bastard..."

  Wood glared at him.

   "Okay! I agree to your invitation to fight!"

  He turned his head suddenly and shouted at Ford, the long-haired man.

  Ford sneered, turned the musket in his hand twice, and pointed at Wood.

   "I admire your courage! But I don't want to go to jail for killing people..."

  He pulls out a piece of paper.

   "I have already signed this waiver agreement, if you have the guts to sign it too."

  Wood narrowed his eyes slightly.

  The other party did this for the sake of it, obviously it was calculated in advance. Deliberately provoking and then stabbing someone to make a name for that shooting club.

   Ke Wood did not choose to give in.

  His character is like this, he will not back down on the spot. Back then, if it wasn't for his personality, he wouldn't have been kicked out of the army, or even thrown into the streets.

  Wood strode forward, accepted the agreement blankly, and signed his name on it.

   "Okay! Now that's the case, let's get started!"

  Ford folded the agreement, put it in his arms, and said loudly.

  The two stood back seven or eight meters away, which was in accordance with the rules in the fighting arena. If the distance is further increased, it will be an irreparable disadvantage for Wood.

  Everyone focused their attention on the two of them, as if they were all excited and inexplicably excited because they were about to see blood.

   Several people went out at some unknown time and spread the news. More and more people came here and squeezed into the open-air training room.

  Chen Lun stood beside Siebert, watching from the outside of the circle.

  ‘You can be said to be a fool, or you can be said to be a brave man...’

   This is his evaluation of Wood.

  Wood has replaced the two-handed sword in his hand with a long sword, ready to go all out.

  Chen Lun's eyes flashed the mist of chaos.

  After [divination], coupled with his own prediction and deduction, he has roughly seen the result of the battle—the man named Ford will be decapitated by a sword, but in the end Wood will also die from lead poisoning.

  Patter!

   The battle has begun!

   Everyone exclaimed for a while, and Wood rushed over first. His speed was very fast, like a vigorous cheetah. In the process, he held his sword in both hands, held high in front of his eyes.

  Boom!

   A gunshot!

   At this moment.

  Wood seemed to feel that his brain was enlightened, and everything was destined. He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed forward.

  clang—!

   There was a crisp sound, sparks shot out, and the lead bullet shot was cut in half by his sword.

  The stray bullet made a piercing sound, and shot straight at Chen Lun's eyebrows!

  ‘No, this is not the result of my divination...! '

  An idea came to Chen Lun's mind.

   Whoosh!

  Chen Lun raised his silver cane and waved it lightly.

  Pong!

  The cane swiped across a semicircle, accurately knocking half of the buckshot into the air, and then put it down as if nothing had happened.

  Everything happened between lightning and flint.

   Except for Siebert who was standing beside him, no one noticed anything unusual.

   "J... Mr. Jack?!"

  Siebert's eyes widened.

   Thank you for your reward~

   There are monthly tickets for other beauties, thank you~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)