The moment before the close fight was met, Xu Fei realized something was wrong. He had no idea that he would have such amazing explosive power after increasing his blood temperature to 49.2℃.

With the speed and strength of the sword at this time, even if the training sword in his hand was not cut, Cao Yifei's armor could not stop the stab. If he failed to dodge in time, he might be in danger of his life!

Therefore, Xu Fei deflected the sword at the last moment and stabbed the sword in the air, but his sprint forward was too fast and his momentum was too fierce, like an out-of-control car, which could only turn the front of the car and could not completely stop it.

Finally, his shoulder hit Cao Yifei's breastplate. Even if he kept his strength as much as possible, he still knocked Cao Yifei into the air.

Cao Yifei did not expect Xu Fei to have such amazing explosive power. When he realized the danger, he had no time to dodge. The moment the two collided, he was worried that Xu Fei's shoulder might be injured. However, the next second, he left the ground and flew back like a kite.

When his body drew a curve in the air, he felt the illusion of his soul leaving his body. Two seconds later, he fell heavily to the ground, and then a few seconds later, the severe pain followed.

"Hiss--" Li Jie took a deep breath, his eyes almost popping out of his eyes. A whisper was not enough to express the shock this scene brought to him. Unfortunately, he usually studied less and could not think of a better way of expression for a while.

"This..." The administrator was stunned. Her shock was no less than that of Li Jie, an outsider. After all, whether it was a swordsmanship or a military fight, most of them won by skills. This was the first time she had seen such an exaggerated picture.

Cao Yifei is 1.83 meters tall, weighs more than 80 kilograms, and looks much stronger than Xu Fei. He was knocked away three meters away. Anyone who looks at him will doubt his eyes.

"How are you? Are you injured? Is it serious?" Xu Fei put down his sword and hurriedly walked to Cao Yifei and squatted down.

Cao Yifei didn't say anything and didn't move.

"Well, do I want to play 110? Oh no, 120." Li Jie, who was watching the game next to him, was panicked, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

The administrator did not answer. She took two steps in three steps to the other side of Cao Yifei, skillfully unbuttoning his mask. Seeing that he was still breathing and his breathing sound was even and regular, she breathed relieved.

After a while, Cao Yifei came to his senses and spoke with great difficulty: "Cao, it's so embarrassing now. Fortunately, video recording is prohibited in the museum, otherwise I will be on the hot search in the ghost animal area tomorrow."

When Xu Fei heard this, he was relieved and was still in a joking mood. It seemed that his injury was not very serious.

"Yeah—" Cao Yifei gritted his teeth and plucked his upper body.

"Lying down and don't move, I'll call an ambulance."

The administrator wanted to reach out and press him back, but he gently patted him.

"No, I'm fine." Cao Yifei took off his breastplate and looked at the dents that were knocked out on the armor plate. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch. He touched his chest and ribs, and said in a positive tone, "Fortunately, there was no fracture. Fortunately, the armor in our museum is of good quality."

"Are you sure?" the administrator looked worried, "I'd better take you to the hospital to shoot a movie, maybe you have a bone crack."

"It's really no need." Cao Yifei slowly stood up, moved his upper body slightly, and then joked to Xu Fei, who was solemn, "What are you doing? You're scared? It's okay, you signed a disclaimer agreement, you don't have to pay for medical expenses."

"Are you okay?" Xu Fei was worried that Cao Yifei was showing off his strength or had a wrong judgment on his injury. He had read the news before and someone was hit by a car and flew out two or three meters. He felt that the problem was not big, so he continued to work. That night, he died of severe bleeding due to internal organs rupture and bleeding.

"Don't worry, if you have a bad body, you may be hit into the ICU, but I..." Cao Yifei waved his hand, then patted his chest hard, and smiled quite complacently, "I have been engaged in combat combat training for a long time, and with the buffering of the outer armor and inner pads, there is no problem."

Xu Fei finally felt relieved. He hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Then let's continue practicing?"

Cao Yifei's smile suddenly froze. He touched his chest and said oh.

"No, it's fine just now, but it's starting to hurt now. Maybe I'm really cracked. I'd better go to the hospital to take a movie. Otherwise, let's forget it today?"

"..." Xu Fei was speechless.

These two short matches have gained something and made him clearly realize his own strength, but this alone is far from enough. He still needs to continue to accumulate practical experience.

Besides, it took only 1,500 yuan to practice for less than two minutes in total, which is really unacceptable.

Cao Yifei seemed to guess what Xu Fei was thinking, and immediately said, "Let's do this, either I will pay for the training fee and the use of the venue props to you, or according to the rules of the Sword Hall, I will find another teacher at the same level as me to train for you. What do you think?"

Xu Fei made up his mind without thinking: "Okay, then please ask another teacher to come over."

"No problem." Cao Yifei thought for a while and said, "You want to improve your swordsmanship, right? Then try to control your strange power. Your explosive power is really a bit terrifying."

"Yes." The administrator nodded repeatedly, agreeing, "To be honest, I think you shouldn't practice swordsmanship, you should practice weightlifting. If you go to lift weights and enter the national team every minute, you might even get an Olympic gold medal."

Xu Feihui smiled politely without losing his embarrassment and turned around and picked up the training sword.

The feeling of holding a sword is very good.

From the first time he held the sword, his pursuit has not changed, nor has it changed.

No matter how much gold medals in the Olympic gold medal are, they are not as good as those in the Kendo Competition in his eyes.

"You wait here for a while, I'll go to the front desk to explain the situation, and then go to the hospital. If you have any questions, you can find the front desk or her." Cao Yifei pointed to the administrator and said to Xu Fei.

Xu Fei nodded and agreed.

A few minutes later, a man with hair dyed red and tattooed hands walked into the training room. His upper muscles were bulging high, no less than the bodybuilding coach in the gym. His relatively loose kendo uniform looked like a tight suit on him.

The new teacher glanced at Xu Fei, and his eight shiny white teeth appeared on his face: "Hello, I look very young."

Xu Fei responded politely: "Hello, what do you call me?"

"Just call me Volcano. I heard that you beat Cao Yifei away?"

Xu Fei shook his head: "Student Cao left in advance, so please help me practice for him."

"I really know how to talk." Volcano laughed, "Let me explain it to you first. There is a difference between the fourth paragraph and the fourth paragraph. Cao Yifei's first test for the fourth paragraph, I am different from him. You should be careful when I practice with you later. If you get injured, we will not compensate the doctor..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a piece of breastplate on the ground from the corner of his eyes, and his expression changed slightly. Then, he glanced at the training sword in Xu Fei's hand, and then looked at the smileless administrator, leaving two words stuck in his throat and unable to say it.
Chapter completed!