My Gang of Swordsmen

Chapter 484: Chapter 169: Copied Talent [Plentiful Bosom], Beep! Incompatible with Host [7200]_2

The wooden thrusting sword body traced straight lines, sweeping toward various parts of Aoto’s body.

Perhaps it was out of fear of hurting Aoto, Elodie targeted places like Aoto’s upper arms and thighs, areas with more flesh where being hit wouldn’t hurt.

However, Elodie’s concerns were evidently unnecessary.

Elodie’s movements were indeed graceful, her sword paths steady, and her mastery of swordsmanship techniques was quite impressive.

But after all, she was just a 12-year-old girl.

Children at this age haven’t fully developed physically; lacking strength and speed.

Restricted by physical limitations, Elodie naturally couldn’t launch attacks that posed a significant threat to Aoto.

In short—there was no chance whatsoever that Elodie’s thrusting sword could hit Aoto.

Even dragging a body that hadn’t slept for days and was extremely fatigued, Aoto could easily evade Elodie’s attacks.

Without even blinking, Aoto casually retreated two steps back, avoiding Elodie’s thrust.

Having her consecutive strikes dodged, Elodie showed no sign of distress or frustration.

She calmly stepped forward again, chasing after the retreating Aoto, launching a new round of attacks, while Aoto continued to dodge back.

Elodie kept attacking, while Aoto kept evading.

This ”you attack, I dodge” stance didn’t last long.

Suddenly wanting to see how Elodie’s defense and evasion abilities were, after dodging yet another of Elodie’s thrusts, Aoto swiftly swung his sword sheath downward, launching a counterattack—of course, Aoto’s counterattack was greatly held back.

If he exerted his full strength against Elodie... this sparring session would quickly turn into a ”settlement murder case”.

Aoto used only one arm, exerting all his effort to slow down the force and speed of his attack.

Yet, even so, Elodie struggled to dodge.

She hastily and clumsily twisted her body, barely evading Aoto’s strike.

Looking at the spot where she almost got hit, Elodie first blinked her big eyes blankly a few times, then giggled.

Elodie could clearly see: Aoto’s recent counterattack was greatly restrained; if Aoto used his true skills, she wouldn’t even see Aoto’s movement before being knocked down by him.

However, even knowing that her evasion of Aoto’s attack wasn’t because she was very skilled, Elodie still felt quite happy.

I successfully dodged the attack just now... A faint sense of achievement arose in her heart, and a joyful expression filled her entire face, with an innocent smile hanging on it.

The sparring continued.

Elodie once again initiated the attack toward Aoto.

However, her attacks continued to miss repeatedly, not successfully hitting Aoto even once.

Either dodging sideways to evade Elodie’s attacks or raising his sword sheath to block Elodie’s thrusting sword, Aoto... now slightly furrowing his brows, stared directly at Elodie’s small feet under her robe.

The reason Aoto stared directly at Elodie’s feet like this... naturally wasn’t because her feet were so cute and appealing that he couldn’t help but look more, or because of some other odd reason.

After once again using his sword sheath to block Elodie’s attack, Aoto seized the opportunity while Elodie was reorganizing her stance, and softly said to her:

”Miss Angoulême, your feet are too tense, which makes your steps less flexible and swift, relax your toes and soles a bit more.”

When Elodie struggled to dodge his counterattack just now, Aoto noticed Elodie’s small flaw of ”feet being too tense”.

Because of the feet being too tense, whether chasing an opponent or evading an attack, the steps would be too stiff and not flexible enough.

”Huh?” Hearing Aoto say this, Elodie froze for a moment, then looked down at her feet under her robe, ”Relax a bit more...?”

Elodie’s face was filled with confusion.

Seeing Elodie seemed unsure how to implement his recent suggestion, Aoto pondered for a moment:

”Hmm... Let’s do it this way, Miss Angoulême, now imagine yourself standing on a very soft beach where with a gentle step, you’ll sink deeply.”

”Just imagine—that because the sand is too soft, neither your toes nor soles can grip the ground too forcefully lest your feet sink deeper into the beach.”

”According to this imagery, slowly relax the muscles in your feet.”

Elodie, absorbing every word and every sentence Aoto spoke seriously, nodded gently as if half understanding, then closed her eyes, following Aoto’s advice, imagining herself standing on a soft beach, relaxing the muscles in her toes and soles according to her understanding.

Aoto wasn’t in a hurry either; he leaned his sword sheath against the ground, waiting quietly for Elodie to complete her preparation.

It was at this moment that Aoto suddenly couldn’t help but smile—realizing this impromptu guidance had seemingly turned this swordsmanship sparring into a swordsmanship lesson.

As his strength continued to grow, Aoto was no longer the unknown junior disciple of Shiwei Hall he once was.

In terms of strength, he had long become one of Shiwei Hall’s high-level fighting forces, and these days, Zhouzhu, Kondo, and others occasionally entrusted him with guiding some newcomers.