Chapter 31 Was It Wrong to Be Too Smart

"What? Why don't you say anything? Am I right? You are just a coward. You don't even dare to accept my challenge. Why do you receive so much praise?"

Marcus's silence made Jax feel more complacent.

The students sitting around them couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, some people really admired Marcus and didn't want to hear Marcus being said like that.

"Are you insane? What are you talking about? Marcus doesn't accept your challenge just because you are too weak and he doesn't want to bully you."

"Yes. You are so common, and how dare you challenge Marcus?"

All of a sudden, there was a burst of laughter around them, which made Jax so angry that his eyes turned red.

"What's wrong with ordinary people? In our school, only strength is important. Marcus doesn't dare to accept the challenge. I don't think he is as powerful as other people said."

The Jax's words also drew a counterattack.

Marcus's behavior of avoiding fighting made many people whisper in their hearts.

Now they also doubted if Marcus was really as powerful as the rumor said.

Therefore, they naturally stood on the side of Jax.

"Nonsense! What kind of strength does Jax have?"

"Marcus is really powerful? I think you'd better not always listen to the bragging outside."

The two sides were at loggerheads and naturally divided into two factions.

One side was on Marcus's side, and the other side was on Jax's.

Encouraged, he raised his head and stared at Marcus with a more complacent expression on his face.

In their confrontation, there was also a nobleman standing in the corner, as if watching a drama, staring at the farce here.

"Kennan must have miscalculated this time. He is not even willing to accept the challenge from Jax. He must be pretending."

"Who knows? I haven't seen it with my own eyes anyway."

The two aristocratic young men began to talk about Marcus.

It was not enough for them to say it themselves.

The two young men looked at the girl beside them again.

"Orianna, what do you think of Marcus? Do you think he must be pretending?"

The girl whose name was called had long curly brown hair, and her eyes were as light and bright as the moon at night.

Wearing a noble dress, Orianna looked very elegant and noble just standing here.

Hearing her companion's question, Orianna smiled.

She shook her head and didn't say anything.

Orianna didn't want to get involved in this topic.

The two young men understood what she meant and stopped asking.

Orianna looked at Marcus with great interest.

To be appointed as the vice president of the Sword Skill Association by Kennan.

Today, when Orianna met him, she felt that Marcus was also very ordinary.

But his face was different and handsome from others present.

In a noisy argument.

Orianna curled up a strand of her hair.

The dispute between the two sides was getting more and more intense. It seemed that they would fight at any time.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted and then everyone became quiet.

"The teacher is here."

The teacher of the wind and rain swordsmanship had already entered the classroom. The person who had been arguing just now instantly shut up.

It seemed that this teacher had great prestige.

Marcus looked at the door and wanted to know who his teacher was.

As a pair of boots stepped through the threshold, Marcus raised his head and saw the teacher.

It was him!

The teacher who came in was Galen, whom Marcus had met in the extreme icy lake.

That was great!

Marcus had been thinking about how to find this teacher before.

They might not meet each other even if he went to the extreme icy lake. Now they met each other.

What a perfect arrangement.

Obviously, Galen also noticed Marcus.

A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

He had thought that Marcus would practice more majestic moves after he refined his body.

He didn't expect that Marcus would be interested in such a meticulous and flexible martial art skill.

Galen's gaze swept across the crowd.

After confirming that all the students had arrived, Galen clapped his hands and said, "You can practice the swordsmanship by yourselves first."

"Yes, sir."

All the students agreed and took out their weapons together.

Galen came to Marcus's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's the first time you've come here to learn the wind and rain swordsmanship. Come with me and I'll demonstrate it to you."

"Okay, thank you, teacher."

Marcus followed Galen to an open space on the side of the classroom.

Galen had already taken out his sword. Before he started, he reminded Marcus, "You must carefully check the wind and rain swordsmanship. It's complicated. Remember its essence after seeing it for the first time."

Since it was more complicated swordsmanship...

"Copy the wind and rain swordsmanship."

Marcus stared at Galen and thought to himself.

Galen began.

The wind and rain swordsmanship was just like its name.

Once he started to use it, the swordsmanship would be like the wind and rain. It looked quiet, but in fact, it contained a strong power, which could be surging or gentle.

"Copying..."

The chip was working. It perfectly copied every move of Galen.

With the data as support, the angle force would not be different at all.

After displaying the wind and rain swordsmanship.

Galen put away his sword and turned to Marcus, "How about the swordsmanship? How much have you remembered?"

"Copy the wind and rain swordsmanship. It has been saved and imported. The copy is complete 96%."

Marcus only needed to practice the wind and rain swordsmanship slowly and fully with 96%.

There was still some room for him to integrate his own habits into it.

After all, if everyone used the same sword, the swordsmanship would be slightly different because of their different habits.

That was to say that what was suitable for Galen, was not necessarily suitable for Marcus.

"I've learned it all."

Marcus replied confidently.

"Are you sure? You have learned everything?" Galen frowned and asked again.

Marcus nodded affirmatively.

How could he learn such complicated swordsmanship after just looking at it once?

Marcus was so arrogant.

Galen's face darkened.

His good impression of Marcus had been ruined.

Such an arrogant student really disappointed him.

It seemed that what Marcus needed to learn was not swordsmanship, but how to be humble and learn.

"Well, you can practice by yourself. I'll come to check later."

Galen said coldly, turned around, and left.

Marcus stood still and opened his mouth helplessly.

Galen must have misunderstood him and had a bad impression of him.

But he did remember everything.

After all, with the existence of the chip, the content of the last time could be copied at a fast speed, which was more powerful than practicing for a hundred times or even a thousand times.

All he needed to do was to practice hard and brush skillfully.

Anyway, he had to prove it with his own strength.

Marcus's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the sharpness hidden in his eyes was now released.

Grabbing his iron sword, Marcus was full of confidence. He wanted to practice the wind and rain swordsmanship to be more proficient as soon as possible.

As Marcus began to practice, the scene in his mind became very clear.

The chip began to operate and help Marcus correct some mistakes in his movements.

The angle of raising his arm and the strength he should use was clearly conveyed to Marcus's mind.

He could fix it as soon as he made a mistake, and he wouldn't make it again.

"Your proficiency in the wind and rain swordsmanship has been improved. At present, your proficiency is 3%."

"Your proficiency in the wind and rain swordsmanship has been improved. At present, your proficiency is 10%."

"Your proficiency in the wind and rain swordsmanship has been improved. At present, your proficiency is 20%."

As Marcus practiced his swordsmanship, again and again, his swordsmanship became more and more proficient.

He smiled.

With such speed, he would soon be able to improve his proficiency in the best situation.

At the same time, the whole set of actions became more and more fluent in Marcus's hands.

Beads of sweat began to form on Marcus's forehead, but he was getting more and more energetic.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Marcus didn't feel anything. The only thing he could hear was that the chip had been reporting the progress of his practice to him.