Facing the hundreds of strange gazes from the students, the atmosphere in the dojo became a little strange.
The man with the mustache twisted his body uncomfortably and turned around to glare at the crowd.
Compared to these students who interacted with Lin Yu every day, the mustached man completely scoffed at the rumors about Lin Yu outside.
Why was it so difficult to become a warrior? Firstly, the assessment was very difficult. Secondly, commoners had no chance to learn any sword techniques.
Putting aside the assessment, just the second option alone had already blocked the path of most people.
In the city, the retainers of the main family or the children of the subordinates would often undergo unified training when they reached a certain age to provide fresh blood for the main family.
The people in charge of training were warriors who were proficient in different sword styles.
Every main family guarding the city would have a few warriors in charge of teaching.
Compared to those who had undergone professional training, what the commoners practiced themselves was incomparable.
Moreover, most of the capable warriors had already been recruited into the various large families. It was extremely difficult to stand out among the commoners without special guidance.
Although the martial arts school sounded nice, before Lin Yu came, the so-called sword arts teacher was just a guy who knew a little bit of sword arts.
To the instructors, they could only teach them the posture of the sword, but it was useless.
Otherwise, the dojo master here would not value Lin Yu so much.
Therefore, in the eyes of the mustached man, Lin Yu was not a threat at all.
He was just a teenager. Even if he had started practicing swordsmanship in his mother's womb, he had only been practicing for more than ten years. How strong could he be no matter how talented he was?
How could it compare to his decades of cultivation since he was young?
Moreover, there were no swordsmen among the commoners to guide them. The so-called young swordsmanship genius was probably just a rumor.
After all, the rumors were too exaggerated. The man with the mustache scoffed at the fact that he had defeated dozens of people by himself.
Even Kabane was no match for dozens of people, let alone a youth.
If it weren't for Lin Yu's guidance, some people would have successfully become martial artists. This kind of thing would only be a joke.
In fact, the mustached man's appearance here this time, with the order of the Fujiwara family's head to invite Lin Yu to become a warrior, was just a deliberate act by the Fujiwara family for the commoners in the city to see.
It was just to show that the higher-ups knew how to use people well and make the people below look forward to putting on a show.
As for whether Lin Yu was really that talented, that was not the main point at all.
In this era, a warrior not only needed to have a certain level of mastery in swordsmanship, but also had to be talented in shooting.
After all, engaging in a hand-to-hand battle with Kabane was only a last resort.
Most of the time, he used the barrel to attack Kabane from a distance.
No matter how outstanding a warrior's talent was, it was insignificant to the higher-ups. No matter how powerful one's swordsmanship was, would it be of any use against a hundred listening tubes?
"Clang!"
The mustached man slowly drew a long saber from the scabbard at his waist.
The cold blade and the sharp aura it emitted were all signs that this was a good blade.
Compared to the one Lin Yu had obtained from the sect, the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
"Come on, attack me, kid. As long as you can last three to five moves against me, I'll acknowledge your strength and let you join the ranks of martial artists.”
"From then on, you can get rid of your identity as a commoner and soar to the sky.”
The mustached man sneered and stared at Lin Yu, as if he couldn't wait to see this young man rush towards him and then be knocked down by him.
'This is the outcome of a respected warrior that you don't understand…' He thought silently in his heart.
However, in the face of the mustached man's self-talking behavior, Lin Yu could not even be bothered to look at him. He directly walked past him and said indifferently,
"I have no interest in becoming a warrior.”
Hearing Lin Yu's words, the man with the mustache's cold smile stiffened on his face, and a hint of anger flashed across his malicious eyes.
This indifferent attitude was not only a slap to his face, but also a slap to the Fujiwara family's face.
For a person who was filled with arrogance, this was an act that was even more intolerable than provocation.
If it was said that Lin Yu's attitude previously made him a little unhappy, then Lin Yu's actions now completely angered this warrior.
"Bastard!"
A vicious look appeared between the mustached man's brows. The long blade in his hand, which was flashing with a cold light like autumn water, slashed down at Lin Yu's shoulder with lightning speed.
The light shadow was like a bolt of lightning that had suddenly appeared in the air.
It wasn't without reason that the man with the mustache was arrogant. Just this one slash alone was enough to tell many things. Such a fierce slash would definitely not have such an effect without time to sharpen it.
Even the students standing at the side did not react in time. They only saw a blur in front of their eyes and saw the long saber approaching Lin Yu's shoulder, ready to slash down!
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