Chapter 30

Although the lightsaber issued by the school is far from being as expensive or custom-made as Xia Mengrou’s, Yuan Hanshuang still loves it.

Come on! This is a lightsaber!

Just by activating the lightsaber, she rehearsed over a dozen cool ways to unsheath it. After returning to the dorm, she wished she could sleep hugging the lightsaber handle.

Unfortunately, they are still in military training, unable to use the Silver Star’s internal holographic simulation training room. Otherwise, Yuan Hanshuang would spend at least three days inside, getting accustomed to the new weapon.

But Feng Bai’s words about “getting a lightsaber for free as long as you earn credits” are evidently motivating.

Yuan Hanshuang, contrary to her previous lazy attitude, is now highly motivated during military training.

“When hunting the Insect Clan, the lightsaber is the most commonly used weapon. Ordinary crystal guns can’t penetrate the Insect Clan’s tough exoskeleton, only psychic power can have an armor-piercing effect. And the deadliest Insect Clan venom may corrode traditional cold weapons, but it’s challenging to leave a mark on the lightsaber, environmentally friendly and pollution-free.”

The next day, the instructor guided them on how to activate the lightsaber.

“The lightsaber must be infused with psychic power to be usable, and you must control a continuous output of psychic power. Once disconnected, the lightsaber will be unable to maintain its form.”

Instructor Niu picked up a lightsaber, and the long-handled lightsaber in his large hands looked like a child holding a glow stick for a call: “Using the lightsaber in normal conditions is not difficult, but stabilizing and maintaining the lightsaber output is challenging. To achieve this, extensive practice is required. This is also the purpose of our cold weapon training.”

After speaking, he signaled the freshmen to try it themselves.

As expected, when they initially displayed the lightsaber, everyone did well. However, after playing for about half an hour, the use of the lightsaber gradually became inadequate, often waving it, and the blade would disappear.

Instructor Niu: “Stand firm, hold the lightsaber in your hands, and try to keep it for as long as possible.”

Classmates followed suit.

Xia Mengrou also released a pink lightsaber, hesitated for a moment, and held it in front of her with both hands.

Yuan Hanshuang just set up a standard mid-level structure starting pose when she saw this scene.

“.”

Miss seems to have only researched the beautiful appearance of the lightsaber; she hasn’t learned any moves, and even the starting posture is so non-standard.

Coincidentally, the instructor group began to inspect and guide the freshmen in their sword-gripping gestures.

Yuan Hanshuang lowered her voice: “Move your left hand up a bit, step your right foot forward, and shift your weight upward.”

From her perspective, she could see Xia Mengrou’s ears, hidden in her hair, move slightly, while silently adjusting her posture.

After adjusting her posture, Feng Bai happened to walk up from the front row.

Coming to them, the deputy commander’s sharp gaze pierced through the lenses, sweeping around the two, and his eyes subtly lingered on the nearly identical starting stance for a moment: “Not bad.”

“Have you learned swordsmanship before?” He ignored Xia Mengrou’s slightly stiff movements and looked directly at Yuan Hanshuang.

Yuan Hanshuang: “Just a little.”

This is not false modesty on her part.

There are numerous factions within ancient martial arts, as varied as there are hairs on an ox. Even as a master of ancient martial arts, achieving proficiency in one discipline is already quite challenging. For example, in Yuan Hanshuang’s case, her main focus in her past life was boxing, and swordsmanship was only a minor expertise.

I’ve only superficially learned a bit, know one or two moves, but it’s far from being proficient.

“Hmm.”

Feng Bai nodded slightly, stopped there, and didn’t continue.

However, Yuan Hanshuang subtly glanced at his back.

For some reason, she always felt that this deputy commander was a bit strange; her sixth sense was sounding alarm bells.

After inspecting and guiding the freshmen on their sword grips, Instructor Niu demonstrated the most basic swordsmanship on-site.

“Skills are not infinitely usable. Whether it’s swordsmanship or the Close combat you’ll be taught in a few days, the only purpose is to bring the enemy to their demise, increasing the endurance between skills.”

“And swordsmanship is not used in duels between talented individuals but only in battles against the Insect Clan. Therefore, its only purpose is to kill! You must be clear about the purpose of drawing the sword to achieve results.”

Yuan Hanshuang also followed along, attentively watching.

Under the heavens, basic sword techniques boil down to techniques like thrusting, chopping, hanging, piercing, smashing, cloud breaking, wiping, and others.

Sure enough, this set named “Era Summons” basic sword technique was essentially the same, very fundamental. Just by watching it once, she had a good grasp of it.

After the demonstration, Instructor Niu sheathed the sword: “Pair up in groups of two within the academy, and practice with your partners.”

Hearing that they couldn’t form groups across different academies, there was a regretful look on everyone’s faces. After exchanging a challenging gaze with the opposite group, they began searching for sparring partners within the academy.

Just as Yuan Hanshuang was thinking of properly training her useless little brother, Wu Haoxuan, she saw Xuan Yuansheng casually walking towards her, holding a lightsaber.

Seeing her looking over, Xuan Yuansheng revealed a hearty smile: “Want to be partners?”

Honestly, every time he spoke, Yuan Hanshuang had the illusion that he was the crown prince inspecting the countryside, showing concern for the people.

Turning around, she found that Wu Haoxuan had already quickly teamed up with a fellow support class student and stood at the farthest diagonal position from her.

“Sure.” Anyway, it didn’t matter who she teamed up with.

Yuan Hanshuang shrugged and stood opposite Xuan Yuansheng.

Just as she stood firm, her gaze was drawn to the distinctive and seemingly expensive lightsaber hilt in the other person’s hand.

Yesterday, when they were getting lightsabers, Xia Mengrou and Xuan Yuansheng didn’t bother queuing up.

One is the young miss of the Marshal’s Mansion Xia family, and the other is an imperial heir of the Empire. Xia Mengrou only has a custom-made lightsaber for A-rank, there’s no reason why Xuan Yuansheng, who is S-rank, wouldn’t have one.