Chapter 63: Watching chess, listening to the wind and judging the position

The whistle sounded,

Over there with the two-handed sword, he held a dark training broadsword.

On the other side of the one-handed sword, there was a silver-gray edgeless sword.

The former is a thick piece of iron that has been cut into a sword shape, while the latter is a similar low-level sword blade.

The attack power of the weapons is not much different.

On a relatively fair basis, in each sparring match, each side will send out ten people from their training ranking from high to low, and they will fight in pairs.

Others watch, learn from the winners' strengths, and analyze the reasons for the losers' failure.

"Third place in the first group. The West Wind Sword Technique has the lightness, but not enough power! Facing the powerful and heavy two-handed sword, he is at a disadvantage. His defeat is basically certain."

Jiang Yi pulled Noel to the best position to watch, and as soon as the sparring partners started fighting, he would judge the winner.

This shows extreme confidence in one's own eyesight.

Insight into the weak based on one's own realm and strength.

"The fifth one, swordsmanship requires speed, and although the opponent is quite fast, the weight of the sword makes him a little slower every time. When the strength is similar, this little bit affects the outcome."

"The swordsmanship of a great sword is different from that of a one-handed sword. Once you fight, you will find that you may not necessarily be able to defeat someone of the same ranking, nor will you necessarily lose to someone of a higher ranking."

"The West Wind sword technique is light and accurate. The two-handed sword is completely behind the one-handed sword in terms of lightness, but the larger sword body is used for defense and the greater power of the swing completely makes up for the gap."

"As for accuracy, everyone is trained using the same method, so it's the same."

Jiang Yi looked around, taking in the situation of each sparring session.

This feeling is like playing chess. Playing with others or watching two people play chess together, the insights and thoughts that it brings are different.

Many people can give clear opinions and have clear ideas when watching it.

But when I went up there myself, everything was a complete mess.

Emotional tension and calmness will affect the performance of one's strength.

Jiang Yi hopes that he can always break away from his thoughts and step outside of chess during the battle, and maintain a detached state of mind.

He is both a chess player and a chess spectator.

Able to do two things at once and grasp the situation around you.

There were more than two hundred people, divided into ten groups, each group lasting about ten minutes.

Including the time spent on and off the court, it takes about two hours.

All the one-handed sword and two-handed sword trainers have finished the competition, with some winning and some losing.

In general, the one-handed sword is slightly stronger than the two-handed sword because the instructors are more strict, plus Youqin's demonstration and Jiang Yi's guidance yesterday.

Suddenly, the atmosphere over there became not very good.

Everyone could see that he was depressed and annoyed.

The one-handed sword trainer added fuel to the fire, shouting out contempt and ridicule.

"I thought it was so amazing? That's it, that's it?"

The instructor shook his head, getting too complacent.

The two-handed swordsman was unwilling to give up and stepped forward and said, "We lost this battle! Therefore, we need Jiang Yi's guidance even more!"

"I hope Jiang Yi will give us some advice and guidance!"

This time, Jiang Yi had no idea what the other party was thinking.

Are you really just asking for advice?

"Jiang Yi, are you willing?"

The instructor asked Jiang Yi, and Jiang Yi responded directly.

"It's an honor for all the two-handed swordsmen to treat me as a teacher!"

He smiled widely, acting like an instructor, inspecting everyone, making people grit their teeth in anger.

The one-handed sword trainer sat proudly on the wooden box.

You guys, is this the day too?

"Please give me some advice!" The two-handed sword trainer might be sincere or pretending.

Jiang Yi is a skilled and courageous person, and he is not afraid of any conspiracy or trickery.

Since you want advice, I'll let you learn how to get beaten.

"In order to save time, I will give each of you fifty chances to show off your swordsmanship!"

Jiang Yi said something that seemed natural to the one-handed sword trainers, but seemed arrogant to the two-handed sword trainers.

The instructor smiled bitterly and said, there is no need to discourage others like this.

Calm down!

At least you gave the one-handed sword trainers a hundred chances yesterday.

Why is it halved here?

"First one, come up!"

Jiang Yi mopped the floor with his edgeless sword, casually passing through the unswept wood chips on the ground.

"I come!"

A two-handed sword trainer, a big guy, walked out. He had no grudges against Jiang Yi, so it didn't matter whether he cleaned the venue or not. It was just that he had chosen the one that saved effort.

This time I came here sincerely to seek advice.

The sword moves are different, but the sword intent and sword soul of two-handed and one-handed are the same.

All to protect Mondstadt.

"You make the first move!" Jiang Yi remembered this guy. He had quite good strength in his performance just now and was considered one of the best.

The opponent didn't waste any time and charged forward, swinging his training sword.

A simple and unpretentious horizontal slash with a whistling sound in the wind.

The arm muscles are pumped and the legs are firmly in a horse stance.

A row of five large wooden stakes can be split into two with this move.

Jiang Yi raised his sword.

He applied a little more force to the sword.

The slender bladeless sword easily blocked the broad and heavy training sword.

And, between the shakes, flick it open.

He swung it violently at the other person's face, knocking off the hair around his ear.

Stop it!

"Keep going!" With his robes fluttering and his posture outstanding, he gave a warning to all the two-handed sword trainers.

The big guy's face darkened slightly, and he chopped diagonally again.

Jiang Yi slightly tilted his body, blocked with his sword, and stood still.

Even, close your eyes and feel the swordsmanship style of the two-handed greatsword.

Eula is too strong, and after integrating the dance steps, her personal signature is too strong, which makes it difficult for him to see the characteristics of the two-handed sword.

Now, ordinary people use it and feel the appearance of the original version.

It’s also West Wind Swordsmanship.

If we say: the one-handed sword is the breeze that is everywhere on the grassland, then the two-handed sword is the strong wind that keeps surging in the canyon.

The big guy took steps and kept slashing at Jiang Yi.

No mercy held back!

Jiang Yi’s contempt is annoying, but his strength is admirable.

In original sparring, everyone was afraid of seeing blood or breaking arms when using the sharpened sword, so they would be restrained and only attack the opponent's sword and unimportant body parts to determine the winner.

This time, the two-handed sword practitioner had no scruples at all, and some of his moves were aimed at inflicting fatal injuries.

The instructor who was watching frowned, took out a notebook, and wrote down a few men who had behaved inappropriately.

The trainers who attacked Jiang Yi changed one after another.

After fifty strokes each time, the sword blade will be thrown away.

Jiang Yi also felt that the skill of "listening to the wind and determining the position" that he had learned during his sparring with Youla had achieved some success.

When those gusts of wind come, they can be heard by the ears and felt by the hair on the skin.

His body would react first, striking back with wind.

After fifty games,

Jiang Yi began to train his ability to multitask and watch chess from outside the field.

Be on the field, but think outside the field.

In front of him were not only the two-handed sword trainers who were attacking madly, but also the instructors who were ready to rescue at any time not far away; the one-handed sword trainers who were applauding happily; and the two-handed sword onlookers who were whispering.

Noel looked worried when he was sometimes distracted and suddenly in danger.

It's a very strange feeling.

It was as if all the information around me was stored in my mind because of my photographic memory, and then I constructed a scene in my mind that was exactly the same as the one around me.

The people and objects in the scene are moving, and I am at the center of the scene, resisting the storm.

I moved carefully within the scope of the scene, but the map in my mind was difficult to expand, like the border of a chessboard.

The mental exhaustion is unprecedented.

After hundreds of battles, my head felt like a mess.

The mind is in overdrive!

At night, eat something to nourish your brain!