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Volume 1: Sailing Chapter 65: Good-for-nothing Sam

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    The martial arts training ground here is spacious, and the floor is paved with floor tiles. There are many scars on the floor tiles, which are obviously traces left by the battle.  Some of the marks were half a yard deep, as if they had been scratched by a dragon's claws.  At this moment, a duel was going on in the martial arts training ground. Dozens of people gathered around, watching the duelists fight. Everyone looked solemn. Except for the sound of fighting, no one spoke.  Among these dozens of people, a considerable number are genuine warriors who can release their energy, but there are also a large number of people who are not warriors yet and are just working towards this goal.  Although it is easier to become a warrior than a wizard, and the threshold is lower, there is still a threshold after all, and many people will not be able to release their energy even if they live their entire lives.  Among the onlookers, there was a tall and lanky elder who looked about forty years old. He was from the human race and looked calm and dignified. He had his hands folded in front of his chest and wore a long sword with a crescent moon on his waist.  This person is the owner of the Moonlight Gym and is well-known in the local area.  His actual age is already over forty years old, but because of his martial arts skills, he still looks like he is forty years old.  In fact, not only this gym owner, but also many powerful people in the world are actually older than they look on the outside.  The owner of the museum is the strongest person here, but An Rui's eyes only stayed on him for a moment, and then moved away and looked at another round figure.  Among the people watching the competition, there was a fat man. He was the shortest in stature but had the largest belly. He was very eye-catching.  Due to the angle, An Rui couldn't see the fat man's face clearly yet, but he knew that this was the person he was looking for.  Among the many purposes of his coming here, one of them was to win over this fat man.  Even though this fat man looks inconspicuous, he is actually a very powerful hidden crew member with great potential.  An Rui¡¯s lips curved, and he walked slowly towards the crowd, looking at the duelists who were fighting fiercely, and at the fat man.  The winner of the duel was quickly determined. One of them used the Moonlight Style combat skill and slashed out a bright crescent moon, completely defeating the opponent.  The loser was injured, with blood flying out, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. Instead, he stood up and saluted the opponent who defeated him.  Compared with strength, this kind of warrior spirit is more touching.  "Carlisle, Sam, you two have a fight." After the first two duelists left the stage, the curator shouted crisply.  As soon as they heard these two names, everyone's expressions instantly became strange. They turned their heads and cast their eyes on the fat man mixed in the crowd, because this fat man was Sam.  Sam is very famous in the Moonlight Gym. His nickname is Good-for-nothing Sam. He is the weakest person in the gym. No matter how hard he practices, he has not made any progress. Anyone can easily defeat him.  He is also the adopted son of the gym owner. He was adopted by the gym owner since he was a child and grew up in this gym.  The owner of the gym here is kind-hearted and has taken in many orphans, allowing them to grow up and study in the gym.  His oldest adopted son had already left this place, went out to work, and made quite a name for himself.  His youngest adopted son is only a half-grown kid, running around in the gym every day.  Among all the adopted sons, Sam is the one who disappoints the owner the most. He is fat, slow to react, and timid. He is not suitable to be a soldier at all.  When he heard that he was called, Sam shrank his neck in fright, and big beads of sweat rolled down his fat cheeks.  The other duelist who was selected walked out swaggeringly, without any stage fright, but his face was extremely unhappy, and he shouted to the gym owner: "Teacher, can you change my opponent? I don't want to fight Sam."  "It's too boring." "No, if you are asked to fight him, just fight him, don't be nagging," the owner scolded with a frown.  The duelist named Carlisle curled his lips, not daring to say anything more, and obediently showed his weapon.  Sam walked out of the crowd with a grimace, stood opposite Carlisle, and reluctantly drew his weapon.  Until this moment, An Rui finally saw Sam¡¯s appearance clearly. This fat man was not handsome, but he was very attractive, comfortable to look at, and even a little cute.  Others didn't know it, but he knew very well that this guy called useless Sam actually had talents in other areas.  When God closes a door, he opens a window.  Sam is not made to be a warrior, but that doesn't mean he is useless. He is actually a thousand-mile horse that has not yet met Bole, but he has not been discovered yet.  Now, Bole finally appeared in his life, and this Bole was An Rui.  The battle begins.  Since this is a battle without any suspense, everyone?They all have an attitude of lack of interest.  The result of the battle was indeed as everyone expected. Carlisle had the upper hand from the beginning, beating Sam and running away.  Within ten rounds, Carlisle flew up and kicked Sam's overly fat ass. The latter flew out and fell heavily to the ground in a miserable state.  There was a burst of laughter all around.  No one taunted Sam verbally, but the sarcasm was written all over his face.  The owner looked at Sam lying on the ground and shook his head slightly, as if he hated iron.  Sam blushed with shame, got up in embarrassment, grabbed the fallen weapon, and fled back to the crowd before saluting.  Probably due to fate, he happened to run to An Rui's side.  An Rui looked closely at the fat man next to him, wondering how to pull the fat man onto his boat.  "Your clothes are dirty." An Rui pointed in front of Sam.  "Oh, thank you for reminding me." Sam glanced at the stranger An Rui in a panic, and reached out to dust off some of the dust in front of him.  Now he couldn't imagine what a huge impact the stranger in front of him would have on his life.  The duel continued, and more and more warrior apprentices were called up to compete. After the winner was determined, they would be replaced again and again.  After the duel was over, Anrui finally got the opportunity to interview the owner of the gym, expressed his desire to learn Moonlight Style combat skills, and paid the tuition.  Tuition fees are paid monthly and are renewed every month.  He knew very well that he couldn't stay here for long, so he only paid one month's tuition and no more.  The learning course began in the afternoon. Anrui and several new students listened to the lectures of the master of the hall, teaching the Moonlight Flow combat skills.  The combat skill taught today is called "Crescent Slash". It is the most basic of the many combat skills of the Moonlight Style, and it is also the one that An Rui wants to learn.  Those too complex and powerful Moonlight Style combat skills are difficult to learn in a short time, so it would be more practical to learn something simpler.  In a short half-day course, Anrui initially learned the concept of this combat skill and how to use strength.  This combat skill requires compressing the energy to the maximum extent, compressing it into a crescent-shaped slice, and slashing it out.  This is easier said than done. Energy is like a wild horse running wild and difficult to control.  After one day of school, Anrui left the Moonlight Gym, but instead of going back to the hotel, he went to a bookstore.  This bookstore is all-encompassing and sells all kinds of books. Thousands of books are piled up in the seemingly small house.  Among these books, there are some books dedicated to professionals, including books for warriors, books for thieves, books for alchemists, and books for wizards.  Of course, you can¡¯t expect to buy too precious books in a bookstore. Most of the books about professionals here are just entry-level.  Fortunately, Anrui was looking for an entry-level book.  Under the guidance of the bookstore owner, Anrui rummaged through the piles of books for a while, and through systematic help and identification, he found the book he needed.  To be more precise, the book Sam needs, this book is meant to be given to Sam.  After buying the book, Anrui returned to the hotel. The journey was uneventful and he did not encounter any trouble.  It seemed that Cheryl's intimidation was still very effective, and Berendt did not dare to cause any more trouble for them.  In the next few days, Anrui lived a life of two o'clock and one line of work every day, traveling to and from the Moonlight Gym and the hotel every day.  In the Moonlight Gym, in addition to learning combat skills every day, he would also deliberately approach Sam to chat with him and build a closer relationship with him.  Sam is a very easy to get along with. He likes to talk about food and books. As long as you don¡¯t talk to him about combat skills or compete with him, he is willing to make friends with anyone.  An Rui was not in a hurry to give the book in his hand to Sam. It would be too abrupt. In his opinion, it was better to get acquainted with Sam first.  This afternoon, it was the turn of many apprentices to compete in duels.  This time there were a few new faces in the competition, and An Rui was one of them.  An Rui is looking forward to this competition.  In the past, when he fought with others, sometimes he could gain experience, and sometimes he could not.  He hasn't figured out the reason for this yet, so he just took this opportunity to test it out this time.  Using the sparring sessions arranged by the gym to conduct experiments was his third purpose.  This purpose is also important.  The duels continued one after another. After more than ten rounds, An Rui¡¯s name was finally called.  "Carlisle, An Rui, you two come out and compare notes, remember to stop at the last minute." The owner said solemnly.  An Rui remembers clearly that Carlisle was the man who kicked Sam's ass not long ago. He really didn't expect that he would get such an opponent's turn. What a coincidence."Interesting, now that I have met you, let me avenge Sam's kick, and let you taste the feeling of being kicked in the ass." An Rui glanced at Carlisle not far away  , bad water emerged in his heart, and his nature of protecting shortcomings was once again exposed.  Carlisle didn¡¯t know that he was about to be in disaster. He stepped out of the crowd, drew his weapon, and looked around, looking for his opponent.  Obviously, he was not familiar with the newcomer An Rui, or even knew him.  "An Rui, be careful." Sam on the other side shouted to An Rui in a low voice.  After a few days of contact, he had regarded An Rui as a friend, even though it was just the most ordinary friend.  An Rui nodded slightly at Sam, then stepped forward and drew his sword.  The two duelists saluted each other and prepared for battle.  There are bloodstains on the ground left by the previous duellists, and the faint smell of blood stirs up the wild nature hidden in the man's body.
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