Chapter 1231 - 940: Bad Kid_2

Chapter 1231: Chapter 940: Bad Kid_2

Stigma, source substance, ability, skills, knowledge, etiquette, conversation, and even faith, determination, willpower, and persistence...

If you want to become a Templar Knight, there are no shortcuts!

Compared to strength, mental toughness is the most important.

If it weren’t for the consideration of the Church of Blood Drop’s reputation, he would even want to privately ask Huai Shi to give these ignorant guys a harsh lesson.

Perhaps even break a few legs...

Ultimately, there’s still too little training, too good nutrition, and even the mind to indulge in idle thoughts.

Aleksey stood with a stoic expression, hands behind his back, casually spinning his lighter, already determined: starting tomorrow, for these three months, double the training for this group of people.

No, super double it!

They need to be taught what awe truly is!

As he pondered, the third challenger already stepped onto the stage, this time making Aleksey nod slightly.

Finally, among the trainees, there was someone with a proper attitude who knew their limits.

In contrast, he made the optimal choice.

Ensuring agility, he donned leather armor protecting vital and crucial parts, and chose the lightest, most nimble weapon - daggers.

In the close quarters combat, to ensure maximum lethality, to compensate for the gap between him and the opponent.

If Huai Shi limited his strength to an average person’s level, this would be the best way to learn and improve oneself.

Yevgeny, that guy, also understands the gap.

"Can I start now, Mr. Huai?"

The young man on stage cautiously bent over, raised his hands, and assumed a dagger combat stance.

"Hmm." Huai Shi replied, "Whenever you’re ready."

"I’m quite fast," Yevgeny softly reminded, "You’re going to need to be careful."

Though he understood the seriousness and earnestness of the other party, Huai Shi couldn’t help but want to shake his head, resisting the urge to laugh.

"Alright."

He nodded and said, "I’ll be sure to take note."

At that moment, Yevgeny vanished from where he stood.

Huai Shi’s eyes widened.

Just feeling the wind’s pressure on his face, there came a bone-chilling cold from behind— what speed!

Already surpassing a Third Stage Sublimator!

Could not comprehend why someone with such ability would be confined to a Templar Knight training camp!

But before that, the body had already responded.

In a split second, he stepped forward, spun around, saw the silhouette emerging from the gust, just where his back would be, dagger thrust out!

This was definitely beyond the realm of the Templar Knight!

More like an assassin!

How could he have such hidden skills?

Especially this unmistakable intent to kill...

Huai Shi reached out, trying to grasp his wrist and restrain him, but then, at that instant, the dagger in Yevgeny’s hand suddenly reversed direction, turning to cut Huai Shi’s wrist.

Huai Shi withdrew his hand, sidestepped, elbow striking toward his face.

Yevgeny suddenly crouched, raising an arm to protect his side, preventing Huai Shi from changing moves and striking down, then the dagger moved toward his throat!

But incredibly, Huai Shi felt simultaneous pressure on both his heart and throat.

Trying urgently to distinguish where the opponent would ultimately strike!

Throat? Heart? Or abdomen?

When he pulled back his elbow, attempted to shield his chest, he realized his mistake, for the dagger unwaveringly aimed at his throat!

Huai Shi stepped back.

Yevgeny, crouching, suddenly sprang up as if diving into his arms, dagger slashing toward his calf. Yet, same as before, Huai Shi simultaneously felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, lower region, and thigh artery!

Where exactly does he intend to attack?

Where should he defend?

No, defending any area would fall into the opponent’s trap!

This is... Extreme Interpretation!

Understanding instantly, Huai Shi raised his right hand, fingers clenched, internal organs’ resonance overlapping as one bundle, merging into the drummer’s, under the boost of Extreme Intention Symphony, the hand chopped toward his arm.

After a momentary pause, Yevgeny swiftly defended.

Then, he saw, a shadow rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Kick!

Under the blessing of the Yu Step, the force enough to smash concrete fortifications thrust toward his face, but when he tried to defend himself, he found Huai Shi’s kicking leg suddenly lifted up.

And the other leg had already swept horizontally towards his undefended lower body.

Completely defying logic in this ring, deliberately losing balance, using his elbow for support, Huai Shi’s strike hit the target, making him attempt to fall from mid-air.

Before he hit the ground, his right ankle was already grabbed by Huai Shi and flung toward the floor behind him.

A loud noise erupted, the earth suddenly shook, even the rubber floor mat fractured with cracks.

At this moment, Huai Shi had already pressed down on his neck.

His other hand lifted, clenched into a fist, aimed at his chest, and smashed down!

The hurricane screamed, yet suddenly came to a halt.

"Hm?"

Huai Shi’s fist suspended in mid-air, frowned: "It’s a girl?"

At that moment, people outside the ring realized what had happened.

"Yevgeny!"

Aleksey stepped forward in anger, but immediately, they heard the side door open, a staggering figure walked in, clutching a bruised back of the head.

"Damn, my head hurts... What happened..."

The figure walking in leaned against the wall, moaned hoarsely: "Mr. Aleksey, I was attacked."

When that face lifted, it was none other than Yevgeny on the ring!

Everyone’s expressions froze.

And on the ring, ’Yevgeny’ slowly raised a hand, disregarding Huai Shi’s fist close by, reached for his face, and pulled down the thin leather covering.

In an instant, it was as if he had become another person, dispelling the disguise illusion.

Golden long hair cascaded from the shoulders, while the flat chest slowly swelled, height increased again, and when the bright blue eyes lifted, they were particularly joyful.

"Nice to meet you for the first time, Mr. Huai."

The teenage girl grinned, excitedly said: "I hope you like the surprise I prepared for you."

"Aniya!!!"

Aleksey roared in anger, "You even dared to escape the Bishop’s confinement? What are you doing!"

"Of course, it’s for guidance, Mr. Aleksey."

The girl named Anna happily glanced at Huai Shi, "Teaching requires back-and-forth, doesn’t it? Besides, against opponents like them, you didn’t take it seriously at all, did you?"

She said, raising her head, leaning closer to Huai Shi’s face nearby, snorting in laughter: "Look, that gentle expression as if coming to play with kids in kindergarten... What’s a Sword of Disaster!"

Feeling the close breath, Huai Shi’s face retreated, releasing his hand.

"You’re not entirely wrong."

He calmly replied: "Honestly, I never really liked that nickname. If tomorrow’s news changes it, I wouldn’t mind.

Besides, killing isn’t supposed to be a skill worth boasting about, right?

"Tsk..."

Anna frowned, as if she loathed this kind of calm composure to the extreme, unabashedly showing her hostility.

"Sorry, Mr. Huai."

Aleksey quickly stepped forward: "I will definitely give you an explanation about this matter, absolutely won’t..."

His words suddenly stopped.

Because Huai Shi raised his hand.

Stopped him from advancing.

"No need, Mr. Aleksey, the challenge isn’t over yet. It’s just a little accident."

Huai Shi shook his head, looked at the girl before him, agreeing: "You’re somewhat right, as a teacher, since I’m teaching, I should be a bit more serious."

"That’s more like it."

Anna raised her hand, wiping a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth, excitedly widening her eyes, "Finally serious? Come, let me see how incredible the talent praised by the Godmother really is!"

"Not so incredible, just good enough to teach kids."

Huai Shi clenched fist, slowly lifted, "However, are you really ready?"

In that moment, Anna’s expression froze.

She saw the smile at Huai Shi’s lips.

As if an overwhelming darkness rose behind that man, engulfing everything, covering everything, filled her trembling pupils with shadow over her face.

Amid the immense pressure like the deep sea, surged a cold that chills the Soul.

This is the special preparation teachers have for disobedient bad children...

——Strict Education!