Chapter 450: Those who keep company with vermilion will become red, and those who keep company with [ink] will become black
It was not known whether it was because of Mo Cheng's persuasion or because the strange shape of the single-edged sword made Lilia lack the confidence to grasp it, but in the end she chose a standard one-handed long sword and a stick that was roughly between Lilia's eyebrows.
"It should be no problem for me to learn these two...right?"
However, Lilia herself was not very confident whether Mo Cheng had taught her how to use weapons.
At least in the past, Lilia had seen Mo Cheng attack several times, and it seemed that he used fists as the main means of attack, and he rarely used weapons.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Mo Cheng first picked up the standard one-handed long sword and made a few sword flowers, then picked up the stick and coiled around Lilia like a spirit snake. "Even if I go to the War College and only use a lamp post, I can still win the championship in the league. I use my fists only because of the sequelae of some careless choices when I was young. If I want, changing my job to [Weapon Master] is just a matter of whether I want to or not."
Back in the [Foreign Land], due to the [ Pledge of Poverty], although Mo Cheng had considerable knowledge of various weapons, in the end, the only means he had to fight the enemy were his fists.
The existence of [Poverty Pledge] does not support Mo Cheng's possession of powerful and precious magic weapons. If it is a blank slate made by a blacksmith, it is often not as useful as his own fist.
At least when fighting and swinging his fists, Mo Cheng doesn't need to worry about using too much force or colliding with the opponent's weapon and shattering it to the ground.
Next, Mo Cheng did not explain the methods and tricks of how to use the weapon in his hand, but just asked Lilia to take the weapon of her choice and stand opposite him.
"Okay, now it's time for class."
As soon as the word "了" fell, Mo Cheng thrust the sword in his hand forward fiercely. Lilia subconsciously raised the sword in her hand to block it, but Mo Cheng just flipped and Lilia's sword fell to the ground spinning.
"I have already torn your tendons, continue."
Realizing that this was a practical lesson, Lilia took a deep breath, picked up the fallen sword, and slowly got into a stance.
Just as Lilia got into position, the long sword in Mo Cheng's hand blossomed like a flower, and hundreds of sword shadows exploded in an instant, and it was unclear which was the shadow and which was the sword.
Lilia's eyes focused, and her heart became as calm as an ancient well, looking at things like a mirror.
The sword blade that bloomed in front of her eyes gradually faded away. Among the countless illusory sword shadows, Lilia saw the only reality and immediately slashed with the sword.
but……
The slash missed, and the long sword in Mo Cheng's hand strangely appeared on Lilia's left side, smashing down hard on her waist and ribs.
Lilia flew backwards instantly, but she managed to keep her body steady in the air while flying backwards, and recovered her posture the moment she landed. It was only at this time that Lilia gently touched her waist and ribs, and then let out a muffled groan.
One of her ribs was broken, and she felt a sharp pain when she lightly touched the area that was hit. She didn't even need to lift up her clothes to check, as she knew how hard the blow was. There was definitely a large bruise on her waist and ribs.
"My personal advice is, don't use your Heart Martial Arts so obviously in front of me." Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes, not caring at all that he had just broken one of Lilia's ribs. "I have more experience fighting with [Heart Martial Arts·Mirror] than you do. If you use it too obviously, it won't be effective."
Without saying anything, he just tightened his sword again. Although he had made up his mind to report to Loni, Margaret, Mishas and others after the incident, he would also fan the flames while reporting.
But that was all later. Lilia knew very well what kind of person her guardian was. This guy would never hold back or show any mercy until the standard he wanted was met .
I'm bound to be beaten to the point where I can't get up today, but at least I have to give the bastard in front of me a few hard hits!
After being with Mo Cheng for so long, Lilia has more or less learned something from her guardian. When he is unable to dodge or fight, he will be so vicious that he will leave a scar on you even if he bites you with his teeth.
“Nice look.”
The look in his eyes was good, but that didn't stop Mo Cheng from going easy on him later. "I'm not very good at teaching you through theory and practice. My learning method has always been simple, crude and direct..."
Mo Cheng's figure disappeared. Lilia seemed to have expected it. She raised the sword in her hand and kicked out silently.
But Mo Cheng stepped on Lilia's instep first, and at the same time, he held the sword in both hands. It was more like swinging a baseball bat and smashing it down hard.
Bang!
Flying backwards again, Lilia, who had anticipated this, dodged again in mid-air, and then slammed her left shoulder against the wall. There was a sound of "gra", and after the severe pain, the dislocated arm finally returned to its normal position.
"…Use your body to remember how the sword strikes and where it lands. That's how I teach!"
"Brother, you are so long-winded, is it because you were violated too many times by clergy when you were a child, so you learned to use words to delay time?"
Lilia had a blank expression on her face, or perhaps she could only maintain this expressionless face just to endure the pain in her body.
In order to divert attention from the pain in her body, Lilia directly launched a mental attack. "Judging from your slow reaction now, were you pressed on the stage by the clergy and violated while singing hymns?"
Even Mo Cheng had to admit that what Lilia learned best from him was not some mental martial arts or combat philosophy, but the trash talk that made people's blood pressure soar.
"When facing a battle with a huge disparity in combat power, trash talking will only make the situation uglier."
"Oh." Lilia looked up with a surprised look on her face. "Big brother, why saying such childish things? Does the priest still call you to his room every night and ask you to sing for him?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lilia's whole body shrank suddenly, then burst out at full speed, narrowly avoiding the long sword that was hitting her mouth.
She had no doubt that if she had not dodged it, her mouth would have been swollen for a month.
"You can't even hit it. Brother, aren't you too childish or too old? That's why you like to attack children like those perverted priests? Your thing..."
Just as Lilia was spitting venom and was about to fight back, Lilia and Mo Cheng suddenly frowned.
They all felt that there was a fluctuation in space.
"This feeling, is it a random teleportation?"
