As if he could read the questions in her mind, Homer turned to his side, smiled lightly, and there seemed to be a flash of fire in his eyes: "Choose one?"

On the shelf, row upon row of various swords were placed, and she swept them horizontally. The foil sword was crossed into a rectangle, and the handguard was quite delicate; the sabre was trapezoidal, and the handguard was crescent; the epee sword was crossed as Triangular shape, the handguard is relatively largest. In terms of lightness and flexibility, most women would choose foil for the first time, but when she walked to the epee area, she stopped moving.

"That one is the heaviest, are you sure you can still lift it after half an hour?" Homer raised his eyebrows rarely, not because he didn't look down on her mobility, but because the epee was the heaviest of all swords. In the heavy category, for women, holding a sword for a long time and attacking and defending is a challenge for both physical strength and endurance.

As a beginner, it is not a good habit to get used to it overnight. Many people are familiar with foil from the beginning, and then gradually transition.

"Just this one." She put her index and middle fingers together, lifted it lightly, and easily lifted the hilt of the sword, drawing a beautiful arc in the air. In the next moment, she held it in her hand, like a finely crafted portrait of an artist, standing there, light and shadow shone from her side, Ling Ran was absolutely beautiful.

Rao was Frey who was standing beside him, and he couldn't help but look sideways.

Not to mention her potential, just this gesture is almost as good as the posture of the marshal holding the sword just now!

As if she was born with a kind of bearing, brilliance and lingering, her own line. It was the first time he saw that a woman could stand in front of the marshal without being stripped of all her light.

Hemo looked away from the epee in her hand, smiled gracefully, and then changed his saber to the epee, and walked slowly to the kendo. After a long time, she sighed softly at her: "Come here."

The voice was low, like the strings of a cello. The moment it passed by the ear, people couldn't help but make their hearts tremble.

Leng Yiyao shook his head, thinking to himself, it must be because of the disturbing night, this person tonight is not only handsome, but with this voice, he is so handsome!

After silently reciting Amitabha, carrying the sword she chose, she walked slowly to the front of him.

At this moment, the two of them were only an arm’s length away from each other, their eyes were facing each other, and every inch of the other’s expression was in full view.

"Fencing is a two-player game. One side uses the tip of the sword to stab the opponent, so that the tip of the sword is accurately stabbed in the effective part and has the property of piercing. The team with the most effective hits at the end wins." A sword flower was lifted up in the air, the tip of the sword stopped on her hilt with great precision, and the cold touch slid down the tip of the sword through her fingers. At that moment, her eyes widened.

But he slowly stretched out his brows, the whole figure was like an oasis in the midst of the cold spring, and the spring returned to the earth in the blink of an eye, making people unable to take their eyes off for a second: "According to the rules, there are two competition systems, one is round-robin, and the other is round-robin. Five hits in four minutes, the other is knockout, fifteen hits in nine minutes, the first to hit the opponent a valid number of times, or when the time is up, hit the opponent more times to win."

Leng Yiyao was surprised that the fencing rules here were similar to what she knew before.

That is, holding this sword in his hand feels a little wrong. This sword doesn't seem to be made of steel...

"Although epee, foil, and saber are all fencing, their effective hitting points and competition rules are different." Homer's sword tip went up Leng Yiyao's hilt, and she naturally relaxed Wrist, let himself erect the sword body along with his strength. Even though it was the first time to hold a sword, his posture was natural and his demeanor was extremely beautiful. There seemed to be a smile in his eyes, and when he spoke, his voice became calmer: "Comparatively, the foil sword is more athletic, the saber is the fastest, but the epee requires more skill and accuracy."

"I remember that only the tip of the sword is effective, but the cross of the sword is invalid?" She recalled that a long time ago, in her world, in every Olympic Games, there seemed to be such a competition, which was broadcast live at the time. , I also heard such a sentence.

"Yes. The epee is a complete stabbing weapon and requires a high degree of accuracy. Therefore, success or failure is often decided from the moment the opponent starts stabbing." The moment you raise your hand, the outcome of a game is determined. has come to an end.

The moment you raise your hand, the outcome is decided, which is incredible in all sports.

Leng Yiyao was surprised and looked at the man in front of her with a look of astonishment. According to the rules of the epee, if the two sides hit each other within a quarter of a second, they will each get one hit. Even the calculation time is measured in quarters of a second. How high is the accuracy and speed of the action?

"Want to try?" He saw the flashing look in her eyes, the dark pupils became lighter, and suddenly, he lowered his eyes and smiled.

Those five senses seemed to be suddenly quiet, and the elegant breath came to him.

Her fingertips trembled, only to see him throw the epee aside at some point.

When he came back to his senses, he had already held the sword in her hand close to her face, and at the same time, her whole body, like the sword in his hand, was completely buckled to his chest...