<h4>Chapter 149 Teach</h4>


    Between Science or Swordsmanship, The one n enjoyed the most was teaching them.


    As the teaching session continued, n''s passion for teaching shone through. He believed that the skills he imparted to these yers would not only increase their chances of survival but also give them a sense of purpose and camaraderie.


    The top deck of the cruise was transformed into a vast training ground, with 400 eager yers, including the Wolverines and Marsh''s unit, gathered to learn sword skills. The new batch of swords and shields had arrived just in time, making it possible to equip everyone.


    n began the session with basic moves, ensuring that all participants had a firm foundation. He emphasized the importance of bnce, precision, and fluidity in swordy. Demonstrating various offensive and defensive techniques, he led the yers through three-step, five-step, and eight-step sequences. These maneuvers were designed to prepare them for realbat situations.


    After an hour of collective practice, n instructed the yers to pair up, with one taking on the role of the attacker and the other as the defender. The rule was simple: if one participant received three direct hits, they would admit defeat, a concept that encouraged both offense and defense.


    Noticing Vicky''s disinterest and boredom, n decided to liven up the training. He called her to spar with him, prompting her to said. "I already have a master sword skill, I don''t think I need this training anymore n" she said


    In response, n made a proposition to the crowd, promising to award his precious newly crafted umon sword to anyone who could defeat Vicky in a sparring match. The offer instantly piqued the interest of many yers, and the deck buzzed with excitement.


    Vicky couldn''t help but express her concern for the valuable sword, but n reassured her, saying, "Don''t worry, you''re already at the master level. My precious sword is safe with you." This words however only further made the girl anxious.


    Vicky took n''s proposition seriously, knowing that her skills as a master level swordsman gave her a significant advantage over the other yers. With 30% increased speed, her mastery of the swordsmanship skill made her a formidable contender. Her descent level gave her the attribute needed to best her opponents in sparring sessions.


    One, two.. three people were defeated under Vicky sword and n took the spar as a chance for good teaching session.


    As the yers on the deck continued to practice, a group of neers approached. It was the ck Sand mercenaries, led by their formidable leader, Cachellos. The crowd instinctively parted to make way for them as they walked confidently toward the bow end of the ship, where n and Vicky were engaged in training.


    n remainedposed and politely weed Cachellos and his men.


    "You wish to register for training?"


    The question ruffled the feathers of one of Cachellos'' subordinates. However, a mere gesture from Cachellos silenced the dissatisfied man. The scar-faced Hispanic leader examined the umon sword that n held, and he singled out one of his men to step forward.


    Understanding the task at hand, the chosen mercenary approached Vicky and confidently dered, "I will spar with you."


    Knowing he was not one of Cachellos'' veterans, she confidently ept the challenge. With her sword at the ready, the twobatants began their sparring match, eager to prove their skills. The crowd watched with bated breath as the battle between the two started.


    The sh of steel against steel echoed across the deck as Vicky and the ck Sand mercenary sparred intensely. It quickly became apparent that these two were evenly matched, with their skills and speed on par with each other. But after a relentless exchange of blows thatsted for ten moves, Vicky found herself getting cornered, and in quick session, she received three decisive hits that resulted in her defeat.


    Irritated and a bit shaken by the loss, Vicky asked about the man''s skill level. With a smug smile, he replied, "Novice." Vicky''s confidence was crushed by the revtion. In contrast, nmended the mercenary for his skill and handed over the umon sword willingly. He dered, "I will give you another one for a rematch."


    The mercenary nced at Cachellos, who nodded, and then grinned. "Alright, it''s your loss."


    Vicky had expected that n would fight in her stead. To her surprise, he asked her to fight one more time, instructing, "Do it again."


    In their second match, Vicky managed to hold her own for 20 moves, demonstrating remarkable improvement. But despite her determined efforts, she once again lost withoutnding a hit on her opponent.


    n seized this moment to offer a valuable lesson to the 400 yers who had gathered to watch. He exined that having skill in the game was not sufficient. The mercenary''s real-lifebat experience gave him a significant edge in the virtual world, enabling him to defeat a yer with a master-level skill.


    Humbled by her defeat, Vicky was quiet for a moment. Then she solemnly said, "I have learned my lesson, n. I will train harder."


    n''s response, however, was far from over. He remarked, "No, your lessons are not finished."


    n turned back to the victorious mercenary, withdrawing yet another umon sword from his collection. He casually inquired, "What about one more time?"


    Once again, n pitted Vicky against the mercenary yer. Her face had lost its earlier color, and her spirit seemed to have faded. Yet, n, ced a reassuring hand on her shoulder and whispered a few strategic moves into her ear. He then gave her a gentle push forward. "Go!"


    The battle unfolded in a manner simr to the previous rounds. Vicky found herself pushed and cornered within the first 30 moves, already having sustained two hits.


    At that critical moment, n''s loud shout pierced through the tension: "Do not give up!" His words seemed to inject Vicky with newfound determination. She stood her ground and went on the offensive, executing a precisebination of moves instructed by n.


    To everyone''s surprise, Vicky managed tond her first hit, then a second, and finally, with a powerful, close-range strike, a third. The spectators watched in awe as Vicky imed victory in the fight.


    "I did it!! I did it!! n i did it!"


    Vicky''seback was met with a thunderous eruption of apuse and cheers from the gathered yers. Her victory was not just a win in a swordfight but a triumph over her self-doubt and fear. This be an important lesson to all that watch, how true strength wasn''t solely measured by in-game stats or levels, but by one''s ability to adapt and grow.