The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"You're using your sword like a gun, aren't you?" Vena said bluntly.

With anyone else, Wiener might not have been able to see anything special, but in terms of understanding Felix, there is probably no one else in the academy who can surpass him.

If Mr. Slav's powerful strikes focused on "collapse," Felix's similar powerful strikes emphasized "penetration."

“It seems that’s true.” Felix tilted his head and thought for a moment.

It's all Vena's fault for getting him a gun. As a result, once he got used to using a gun, he subconsciously started to use the same gun techniques when he used a sword.

"That's it."

Having figured this out, Felix struck the wooden stake with his sword once more.

This time, both the size and depth of the pit were exactly the same as the one demonstrated by Slav.

Meanwhile, other students also began to show signs of mastering the Fierce Strike.

"I knew it! How did you come up with that, Vena?" Felix turned around excitedly, only to find that Vena didn't seem very happy.

Wiener wanted to know how he did it.

Even though they were already cheating, it was still less effective than the other person just glancing at them casually.

Weina is tired, emotionally exhausted, and feels she can never love again.

I should just find a place to forge iron and wait for freaks like Felix to save the world.

Wait, cheating!

Wiener's eyes suddenly lit up.

“Come on, let’s switch swords.” Viner handed her training sword to Felix.

"Oh." Felix hadn't even realized what was happening when Viner took the sword from his hand.

That's it, that's the feeling.

With the longsword in hand, Gondorav glowed as if he had been injected with adrenaline.

The swords were clearly the same, but because they passed through Felix's hands, they became completely identical.

"Sword Technique - Fierce Strike!"

With full confidence, Viner drew his sword with one hand and pointed it at the wooden stake in front of him with a "whoosh," the tip of the sword striking the center of the stake.

Centered on the point of impact, a clearly visible shallow pit was left on the wooden stake.

If Wiener's strength were a little stronger, he might have been able to burst out to a size close to that demonstrated by Mr. Slav.

Unfortunately not.

Wiener himself was quite satisfied with the result.

"It's a success!" Viner exclaimed excitedly, looking at the longsword in his hand.

He hadn't expected it to go so smoothly, but in his pleasant mood, his gaze toward Felix became even more eager.

Goddess above, is this the human-shaped cheat code you sent me?

Thank you, it works very well.

Please increase your efforts.

Although Venere did not believe in God, that did not stop him from offering a few words of praise.

“Well done, Felix.” Venere patted Felix on the shoulder and encouraged him earnestly, “I’m counting on you from now on.”

"Uh? Although Vena always says things that are hard to understand, I'll try my best." Felix was getting used to someone's unpredictable moods.

"That's good." Viner nodded in satisfaction, then turned around.

"Sword Technique - Fierce Strike!"

"Sword Technique - Fierce Strike!"

"Sword Technique - Fierce Strike!"

Like a child who has just received a new toy, Venere practiced her newly learned sword skills over and over again.

Before long, the wooden stakes were riddled with holes.

"strong--"

When Venere struck again in combat, the longsword in his hand suddenly made a "crack" sound.

But how can a sword that has been swung out stop in time?

"Wow."

The broken pieces of the longsword, unable to bear the weight, shattered and fell to the ground.

This time, the stakes are victorious.

Chapter 50 Felix's Sparring Partner

"...I'll go get a new one."

These swords were designed as consumables for daily teaching, so there were not many strict requirements for quality control.

Damage during practice is commonplace.

Especially when unleashing combat techniques, the explosive power puts a tremendous strain on the weapon, accelerating its destruction.

Therefore, powerful emblem users are often more discerning about the performance of their weapons.

Fortunately, the college will have a sufficient reserve of spares for students to replace during the course.

After all, it wasn't a sword I forged myself. If it were a sword I made, it would never have such a problem so easily.

Wiener comforted himself with this thought, then walked to the weapons rack and selected a brand-new spare sword.

Wiener gripped the sword hilt tightly; the first thing he did upon returning was to seek revenge on the wooden stake.

With a muffled "thud," the wooden stake used as a target was struck, leaving a deep dent.

Although it doesn't quite reach the level of a demonstration, it's already very similar.

Imitation of weapons used by others is ultimately someone else's property.

This powerful, uncompromising strike signified that Venere had truly mastered this sword technique.

"Interesting." The Slavs, who had witnessed all this, nodded to themselves.

During the time that Wiener was practicing, he had already taught the other two groups of students the spear technique "Continuous Thrust" and the axe technique "Fierce Strike," and then turned around to observe the practice of the swordsmanship group.

These basic combat skills are not difficult for students of St. Freya Academy to learn, but they require a lot of practice to advance further.

The same skill can have drastically different effects in the hands of different people.

A prime example is Felix.

I wonder how many people misjudged this freshman.

Because the entrance exams were held too late, most of the stronger students had already passed, leaving them to compete against mediocre opponents.

Furthermore, regardless of the opponent he faces, Felix always gives them ample room to maneuver, playing strong against strong opponents and weak against weak ones, never displaying an overwhelming dominance.

While such performance might pass the assessment, it wouldn't look good in the rankings.

The master leads you in. Cultivation is personal.

Mr. Slav demonstrated in front of all the students, and how much they learned depended entirely on their individual comprehension.

Diligent students can quickly master the combat skills taught in this lesson.

What Felix saw was the skill Mr. Slav displayed when he first used a tree branch to teach the gunners a lesson.

In terms of swordsmanship talent alone, he probably surpasses that witch Jessica.

With such a gem preceding him, even if the other students had some highlights, they were still unlikely to catch Mr. Slav's eye.

Especially Wiener, who has received significant attention.

After only a few practices, Wiener's powerful strikes were already quite impressive, but in the eyes of the Slavs, they were far from sufficient.

There are too many standards, but not enough flexibility.

I heard that his main specialty is forging.

By the standards of self-defense for alchemy students, Viner's performance was impeccable, but by the standards of the fighting academy, it would only be barely passing.

If someone can enter the Silver Wolf Class based solely on this kind of performance, it will likely cause a lot of controversy.

Mr. Slav decided to take another look.

"If you've practiced enough, then spar with other students to test your skills," Mr. Slav said, instructing all the students to stop what they were doing.

"I will carefully observe your performance, and those who perform exceptionally well will be awarded academic credits."

If you only use wooden stakes as your target, even a skilled practitioner who has practiced for several years can achieve a similar level of skill.

Real-world experience is the best test of one's abilities.

Come on, let me see what you're really made of. Mr. Slav is looking forward to Wiener's performance.

Although Mr. Slav's idea was good, Wiener didn't buy it.

While the others were still choosing their opponents, Viner turned directly to look at Felix.

"Felix, be my sparring partner."

“Okay.” Felix had no reason to refuse.

The credits that can be awarded in class are limited; if others get them, you won't get them.

To earn these credits, the freshmen naturally worked very hard.

But Wiener was someone who never lacked academic credits.

Felix has just received the ranking tournament win rewards and promotion rewards, and he also has a fair amount of credits.

The result is that other groups are on the verge of a fight over credits.

The two on the other side, however, were completely unaffected.

"Vina, you're doing it wrong. You have to pay attention to the timing when using combat techniques."

Felix provided guidance and instruction to Wiener while fully fulfilling his role as a sparring partner.

He only defended and did not attack, yet he was able to neutralize all of Wiener's offensive attacks.

People can dodge and interrupt; there's no reason to stand still like a wooden stake and take the opponent's combat skills head-on.

Felix always manages to catch the moment before Venus unleashes a combat technique, either when Venus is momentarily stunned or when he dodges, or when he deflects Venus's sword, causing it to miss.

This kind of situation can only occur when the gap between the two sides is extremely large. It is more like one-sided instruction than a friendly competition.

This is also why Wiener chose Felix as his opponent.

Evenly matched opponents will immediately turn into a battle of skills, with the winner winning cleanly and the loser losing in a daze.

Do you really expect to have the leisure to think during a battle?

“I’ll show you.” With that, Felix raised his hand and swung his sword.

He cleverly avoided a direct clash with the blade, instead using the body of the sword to press down on the spine of Wiener's sword before sliding down.

Taking advantage of the moment when Wiener was suppressed and unable to break free, Felix seized the opportunity to exert his strength.

"Fierce Strike!"

The feedback from the sword felt like being struck by a heavy hammer; the immense force made it difficult for Vina to hold onto the sword.

The longsword slipped from his hand instantly.

"Are you alright?" Felix asked with concern, seemingly worried that Vena might have been hurt.

"It's alright, this is what I requested myself."

Wiener pressed down on his trembling right hand, taking a while to recover, before retrieving the sword that Felix had knocked down.

Seeing that Wiener didn't blame him after the adjustment, Felix felt relieved and said, "Wiener, you've actually mastered it quite well, it's just—"

Felix is ​​just too strong.

Qiang's style is quite different from the other freshmen.