Klein's purpose this time was just to click and lay the groundwork, so he didn't mention any more, and instead said half-jokingly and half-vaccinated: "Maybe I will become the member who masters the Sequence 9 potion the fastest in the history of the Nighthawks." .�

"May the goddess bless you." Dunn smiled and blessed without taking it too seriously, and then fell into thinking again.

Seeing this, Klein got up to say goodbye and exited the captain's office.

While helping to cover the door, he suddenly thought of another problem, that is how to act as a "clown"!

You won't let me join the circus, will you? Moreover, there is no fixed circus in Tingen City, they are all the ones with touring performances... Klein's expression suddenly became bitter.

Being a fortune-teller is quite qualified, even if you are met by acquaintances, you can hold your head up. If you want to be a "clown", there is no dignity at all!

Maybe, maybe there is another way to act. When the Blasphemy Slate was born, there were no circuses, no clowns... Forget it, there are still two or three weeks to get a chance to be promoted, so don't rush to think about this issue... Klein is evasive He walked slowly to the sofa area of ??the reception hall, to Roseanne, Mrs. Orianna, Brett and the others, and to the lunch that belonged to him and Old Neil.

After delivering lunch and filling his stomach, Klein only rested for more than half an hour before rushing to the shooting club to practice firearms, not daring to relax a bit.

With the feeding of thousands of bullets and persistence day after day, his current shooting level has finally reached the passing line that Dunn Smith thinks, and the fixed target is especially good.

After practicing mechanically again and again, he put away the revolver, took a public carriage to arrive near the residence of fighting teacher Gao Wen, and walked to the front of the gate in ten minutes.

Then, he put on the freshly dried knight practice clothes, and practiced from running, skipping rope, weightlifting, squatting and other items to steps and punches, sweating and exhausted.

"Take a fifteen-minute break." Gao Wen, with blond hair and white temples and a weathered face, took out his pocket watch, snapped it open, and glanced at it.

From the very beginning to now, he has remained silent, and only spoke a few words of reminder when the training method was changed or when some of Klein's movements were not standardized.

Panting heavily, Klein didn't dare to rest directly, and started to walk back and forth slowly - the most intuitive reaction to his fighting practice during this period is that his skin has darkened a lot, turning into a so-called wheat color.

Gawain put away his pocket watch, stood beside the rough practice field behind the house, and watched Klein relax with his arms folded, as quiet as a marble statue.

"Teacher, besides unarmed combat, will you teach me how to use straight swords, big swords, rapiers, and long spears?" Klein, who had just digested the "Seer" potion, was in a good mood and asked proactively.

He had seen weapons such as straight swords and rapiers, as well as breastplates and full-body armor in Gao Wen's collection room, and knew that the opponent was not only good at unarmed combat.

Gawain, who was bathed in the sun, glanced up at him, and said in a low voice, "It's useless for you to learn these things, they are all things that are behind the times, and will only exist in museums and private collections in the future..."

He was silent for a few seconds, and then added with a vicissitudes of tone: "They have been eliminated... What you should pay attention to is firearms, even if you are fighting, they are only auxiliary."

Klein glanced at the frustrated fighting teacher, and smiled: "I don't think so."

"All the ministers, all the congressmen, and all the generals think so." Gao Wen gritted his teeth.

Klein stopped in his tracks, pretending that he was typing, and talked like a real keyboard expert: "No, they just withdrew from the frontal battlefield, and they have other uses."

"Why must fighting and firearms be the opposite? They can be completely integrated. I believe that people who are more flexible, agile and have faster reactions can better play the role of firearms."

Seeing the silent Gawain's eyes suddenly become sharper, Klein continued with a little satisfaction: "The other weapons have not been eliminated, but they need to be improved to make them more portable..."

"...We can organize a very mobile team, bypass the frontal battlefield, go straight to the enemy's rear, and go straight to their center... In this small-scale raid, those who have excellent fighting ability and are good at various Warriors with this kind of weapon can play a very important role, you can imagine such a scene..."

He used his ability to know a little bit about everything, and described the fighting methods of special forces on the earth in a random mixture.

Gao Wen's breathing became heavy at some point, and he stood there without moving, as if unwilling to break the imaginary picture.

Klein glanced at the other party's reaction, heyed to himself, cleared his throat, and said in a reserved manner, "Teacher, what do you think of my idea? Is it possible to realize it?"

Gawain's body trembled visibly, as if he had finally woken up from a dream, he took a deep look at Klein, and said in a low voice: "Your resting effect is very good, now redo all the previous exercises for ten sets. "

"Huh?" Klein looked blank. JrNovels.com