"That's the latest big news." Luo Di smiled. "The world is always so dangerous. Even the tax collector can meet with misfortune. As the master of a manor, you can't always rely on those tenant farmers who only know how to use hoes and choppers. What do you think? Do you want to learn a few moves from your father? "
He had already found a way to isolate the special mark on his son. Once he succeeded, he would leave this place and seek revenge on his own.
Hence, he had to find out what the main power system in this world was. Based on his cheap father, Luo Di, there might be a secret to this saber art.
"It's fine, Father." Lu Sheng shook his head. He looked slightly tired. "It's just … I'm having nightmares again. I'm not in a good mood …"
"Is it practical?" Lu Sheng muttered to himself. "How does it compare to Jack's Empire Sword Art?"
"Empire Sword Art is suitable for battle formations. It's fine for charging and breaking through enemy lines. My saber art is more practical in one-on-one battles," Luo Di said with a gentle smile. He did not specify which was stronger.
In the sect, apart from having sufficient skill and experience, a single-handedly wielder also had to have sufficient strength and speed. According to Lu Sheng's judgment, Luo Di should be at this level now.
At this moment, Luo Di sat quietly in his seat. He scooped mashed potatoes with a spoon and ate in big mouthfuls. Occasionally, he would drink the milk in the blanket beside him.
Whether it was the poison concoction technique he painstakingly learned from the primitive tribes abroad or the secret medicine saber art he cultivated from the Gelailo Saber Art Sect for many years, he had tried to teach it to his son. He tried to give it to his son, but there was no response at all.
Second: Single Handedly. It meant that he could integrate the techniques of the sect and summarize them to find the most suitable technique for himself. That way, he could unleash his saber art to its limit. A single-handedly wielder was considered an expert in the sect. In terms of skill and experience, he could be considered an elite. One against two, one against three. This was the level he was at.
He did not wipe his sweat nor did he wash his hands. The small hall was filled with the thick smell of sweat.
Lu Sheng was stunned. He did not expect Luo Di's observation skills to be so sharp.
While Lu Sheng was sizing Luo Di up, Luo Di was secretly observing his son as well.
Since this world was different, Luo Sang's physical structure was completely different from the human body in the other worlds. This was the main reason why other systems were not easy to use.
Yesterday, he had even read Rody's notes. He had only taken a peek and then carefully restored them to their original state. Erase all traces.
If he succeeded, he would come back and continue living with his son. If he failed, then he would take away all the pain and hatred in the past and bury it with that town. He did not want Luo Sang to bear the burden of everything in the future.
"Is it too late for me to learn now?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"Alright." Lu Sheng nodded.
According to Luo Di's description of the Gelailo Sword Skill, this sect was divided into three realms.
"I've made up my mind. I want to learn saber arts," Lu Sheng seemed to be thinking on the surface. At this moment, he came back to his senses, raised his head, and finally replied solemnly.
"Really?" Rody straightened his back and looked at his son seriously. "You have to understand that learning swordsmanship is very difficult."
The two of them walked into the small hall one after the other. They sat down beside a rectangular stone table. The black stone table was cold and hard. Even when their elbows touched the edge, they felt a bone-piercing chill.
Luo Di led Lu Sheng to an empty space. Then, he gently pulled out the saber from his back.
"It's not extravagant, but it's practical enough," said Rody with a smile.
After practicing a set of messy saber techniques, Rody heaved a long sigh. He sheathed the slightly mottled silver saber into its sandpaper scabbard.
According to Luo Sang's memories, Jack's Empire Sword Skill was not the traditional thin sword of the East. Instead, it was a huge sword that was as wide as a palm. It was heavy and could be used for slashing. The so-called Empire Sword Skill was the basic military sword skill taught by the army. The techniques were simple, but they were quite lethal.
"It's nothing." When Rody saw that his son had finally relented, he was instantly delighted. He had always wanted his son to inherit what he had learned. Unfortunately, Luo Sang was not interested at all. He had brought up this topic countless times, but Luo Sang would purposely change the topic every time.
According to Luo Sang's memories, the reason Rody was able to escape the pursuit of the town's monsters time and time again was not only because he was resourceful, but also because he was skilled in saber arts.
Number three: Master. This realm was no longer restricted to the inherent techniques of the sect. They understood the principles of all techniques. Their strength, agility, and physique had reached an extremely high level. They could adjust their bodies at all times so that they were in peak condition. Whether it was their techniques or their bodies, they were in an impeccable and flawless state.
"The lords from the patrol office came by earlier." He was silent for a moment. Then, according to Luo Sang's memories, he said, "They said they wanted to investigate the whereabouts of DeCarlos, who suddenly disappeared a while ago."
Although his saber arts did not have any special abilities, they gave him great explosive power, fierce strength, and long endurance.
"Don't be afraid. The greatest advantage of the Gelailo Saber Skill is in exerting force. It's the main research direction of the Gelailo Saber Skill to be able to deliver a slash with the greatest force without harming the muscles and bones. Come, let's start with this slash. I'll teach you the exact posture, movement, and force exertion … "
Rody frowned slightly. He carefully recalled his son's social circle.
He gripped his saber and slashed forward.
This sect did not focus on saber techniques. They only focused on strength and speed. They researched many techniques and training methods that could strengthen strength and speed. They tried to find the limit of the human body's speed and strength when exerting force.
The father and son were silent. They lowered their heads and ate their mashed potatoes gloomily.
However, he did not expect his son to respond to him directly this time.
The best way to complete Luo Sang's karma was to not use his main body. He would use this body and this world's most compatible system to resolve everything.
Lu Sheng listened attentively. As Rody explained in detail, he quickly understood the actual style of this saber arts sect.
The saber's blade suddenly drew a thin silver line in front of Lu Sheng. It was very fast. He quickly pretended to be frightened and took two steps back.
He also noticed that his father's endurance was also very strong. He was almost fifty years old, yet he still had such a strong physique. He must be harboring secrets.
However, this saber art was completely compatible with this world's rules.
After all, if he used his main body, even if he successfully resolved the problem before him, it was highly likely that he would be expelled from this world. If that happened, he would waste another Arrival.
"Good morning, Father. I woke up very early." Lu Sheng nodded. He stood at the side and watched Rody practice his saber art quietly.
Jack was a friend he met here and grew up with. Because his family was poor, he was sent to serve in the Empire's army at the age of twelve. He went through continuous training, and was now in his twenties. He was already the assistant to the garrison chief of the nearby Sunset Army.
Apart from this, he could not think of any other reason why his son, who had always been timid, would suddenly become strong.
Number one: Proficient. As the name suggested, it meant that he could master and use all sorts of techniques. He was considered an expert in actual combat.
Rody was silent for a while. "Have breakfast first."
Rody began to impart the true secrets of Gelailo's saber art bit by bit.
According to the contents of the notebook, Rody was about to leave the manor and head to the town for revenge.
"Swoosh!"
Although Luo Sang's temperament was lacking, these details were meticulous. Even his fingerprints had been carefully removed.
He did not plan to bring his son along. Hence, he did not mention this to Luo Sang.
"Alright, let's go have breakfast first. The table is ready."
It was as if something had happened last night that caused his temperament to change overnight. It was as if there was some kind of firm support in his heart.
"Although I don't know what happened last night. However, I like the look in your eyes right now, "Rody said lightly.
"After all, your request is only for self-defense, not for anything more. Although it will be limited by the fixed bones and joints, it won't affect your self-defense," he answered seriously after thinking for a while. "But if you want to learn, you'd better learn the whole set. Saber skills, archery, horsemanship, all at once. Don't wait until your father is too old to teach you. By then, it will be too late to learn. "
This was the level of a Master, the pinnacle of humanity.
After watching for a while, he realized that although his father Roddy's saber moves were extremely messy, the explosive power of each move was slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person.
The open space was surrounded by light mangrove trees. The leaves rustled in the wind.
Ten minutes later, the two of them arrived at a small open space outside the manor.
"Are you going to learn your ordinary saber skills that don't look fancy at all?" Lu Sheng imitated Luo Sang's tone and frowned as he spoke.
Lu Sheng sat down. A bowl of dark yellow, mud-like paste was placed in front of him. It smelled like beef mixed with potatoes. There seemed to be pepper and chili too.
However, the preparations were not enough. He had to delay it for a while. Recently, he had used up all of his substitutes. Those monsters could come at him at any time. He had to make more preparations for his substitutes. He had to go out again in a few days to lure the monsters away temporarily.
Although it was not much, in a life-and-death battle, a little more strength and speed would make a world of difference. It was the difference between life and death.
"Since you've decided to learn, I won't hide anything. The saber skills I'm going to teach you originate from the Gelailo Saber School of Farnar Empire. This saber skill is powerful. It's suitable for one-on-one duels. The best weapon is a double-edged straight saber. It's best if you can hold it with both hands without feeling strained … "
However, ever since this morning, when he first saw Luo Sang, he noticed that his son's cowardly and evasive gaze had finally changed. It was replaced by an inexplicable calmness and determination.
Perhaps it was Jialin from the nearby Mercer Manor? Or Angie, the daughter of the clothing shop owner in the county?
"It's alright. Everything will be fine." Luo Di walked closer and reached out. He gently stroked Lu Sheng's hair. His expression was gentle.
All this while, he had hoped that his son would be more sensible. Perhaps one day, he would be able to help him shoulder his burdens. However, as time passed, he realized that his son was completely uninterested in what he had learned.
Lu Sheng secretly sized up Luo Di. He knew that this father of his would be leaving the manor soon. Although he did not know how long it would take, he should make preparations before he left.
"What's wrong, Ah Sang? Don't you hate watching me practice my saber skills? Why are you so patient today? I heard something fall on the floor in your room just now. Are you alright? "Luo Di asked in detail.
"I know." Lu Sheng nodded.
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