The iron plating was soaked through with sweat, and the clouds outside faded into the mist.
The iron armor and chainmail that limited Wu Jin’s movements at first slowly became blunt swords that integrated with his blade. The youth finally broke free of the shackles, grasping his sword devoutly and following every single one of his instructor’s commands.
Wei Shi finally nodded.
He lifted his sword up into a block in front of him and gestured for Wu Jin to chop down as hard as he could––
The score flashed and refreshed, 3.5/5. Qualified.
The virtual scene disappeared, revealing the training room’s original appearance. The velvet curtains were raised high up, and there were shallow Rococo reliefs on the walls.
The big boss seemed to be smiling.
Wu Jin panted for breath, the boiling blood surging to his brain. He pushed back his messy hair casually, his eyes tracing eagerly over his uniformed instructor. His lips moved slightly and he said vaguely, “Like this... am I qualified enough to be your knight...”
The corner of Wei Shi’s mouth ticked up slightly before he looked solemn again, “Lacking a sword ceremony.”
Wu Jin opened his eyes wide as burning hot palms and hands removed the complicated iron plates. The youth was peeled out layer by layer like a zongzi––
Wei Shi: “A knighthood sword ceremony.”
Wu Jin immediately straightened his chest.
Wei Shi: “Before that, we need to test the knight’s character.”
The scarecrow target reappeared, and Wu Jin picked up the sword out of conditioned reflex.
Wei Shi: “Brave.”
Wu Jin suddenly attacked, force travelling through his arm as he performed a chop, slicing out with the lines of his blade.
Wei Shi: “Loyal.”
The instance changed, and numerous targets swarmed out. Wu Jin didn’t hesitate to change his stab to a sweep, clearing out a fan-shaped safe zone around the big boss, but he didn’t have enough time to worry about the enemies behind him––
Wei Shi pulled out his sword and guarded Wu Jin’s back.
Wei Shi: “Generous, righteous.”
The instance changed again. This time, the scarecrow targets changed to a knight that wore a costume similar to Wu Jin’s. The youth took a step and used a blunt blow to avoid his opponent’s vital points like a strong and compassionate fencer until the figure of his opponent disappeared&#k2013;&#k2013;
The projection disappeared.
The youth turned sideways and looked at Wei Shi with his crystal clear eyes. He held the cross-shaped sword tightly in his hand, and it seemed that he wouldn’t be afraid of anything that appeared.
Wei Shi looked at him and finally said the last word:
“Romantic.”
Wu Jin paused. The military boots struck the thick flooring as the man came straight to him, swooping down like a shadow. The youth raised up his neck and suddenly leaned forward––
There was a clang as the two swords collided. Wu Jin stumbled over and pressed against the man’s thin lips, attempting a clumsy kiss. However, he was soon swallowed down by the hot temperature, his initiative snatched away. Wei Shi mercilessly swept in around the youth’s mouth, his hands brutally intertwining with Wu Jin’s fingers.
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Science Fiction-for offline purposes only - Book 1 Synopsis: Wu Jin, as a trainee from a certain entertainment company, had a peerless, stunning face. He was qualified to debut as a lead performer even if he just sat there and did nothing. After signing up for a...
