Black Lightning clearly did not accept her friendliness and asked in an impolite tone.
"Sorry, then I can only resort to some non-essential means."
Jenna subtly raised her finger, and the green ring emitted a faint green light.
Black Lightning's eyes also flickered with tiny Black Lightning.
Eric was unaware of what was happening in Metropolis and Star City.
He was currently standing outside the training room, quietly watching Wonder Woman teaching Rachel swordsmanship inside.
Rachel, seeing Wonder Woman's Vulcan Sword, for some reason developed a desire to learn swordsmanship.
Although Eric also didn't understand why she had developed an interest in swordsmanship.
Rachel was wearing loose sweatpants, her long hair tied up, and she held a Vladimir steel sword, practicing angry slashes.
The steel sword, over a meter long, danced like a silver lightning bolt under her powerful swings.
The sharp and swift sword winds swept away patches of space, then cut down all imaginary enemies in front of her.
Just watching from a distance, one could feel the contained power, making it intimidating and difficult to approach.
"Too many useless movements, Rachel!"
Wonder Woman, standing by the side, pointed out Rachel's flaw.
"You must hit the enemy's weak points in the shortest possible time!"
Wonder Woman felt it was necessary to correct Rachel's bad habits.
"Put on knee pads and shoulder pads, wear a protective mask, Rachel, raise your steel sword, and cross swords with me."
"Crossing swords" refers to one party attacking with a downward slash, and the other responding with a defensive downward slash. Both parties collide their steel swords to gain control and suppress the opponent.
Through crossing swords, they engage in instant sparring to determine who has superior swordsmanship.
Wonder Woman had lived in America for a long time and was very familiar with these mortal sword fighting techniques.
"Really? I'm very good, Sister Diana, I've already memorized most of the moves after two days of learning."
Rachel had a "I'm amazing" look.
"Then I'll check your progress, Rachel!"
"Alright!"
Rachel assumed her starting stance, her left and right feet slightly staggered, one in front of the other.
She held the steel sword with both hands, raised it to her shoulder, and leaned slightly forward, adopting an attacking posture.
Her momentum was strong!
Diana, on the other hand, was more relaxed, holding the steel sword with both hands at her waist, the tip of the sword slightly raised.
"I'm going in, Sister Diana."
Rachel warned, then stepped forward to attack.
The practice steel swords used by Rachel and Wonder Woman were somewhat different from real sharp blades; real sharp blades would bite into each other when they collided.
Practice swords, being blunt, could not do this.
So the actual feel was still somewhat different from real blades.
Rachel attacked from the centerline.
Diana raised her steel sword and smoothly stuck to Rachel's sword.
"Clang!"
The two swords met, emitting a magnificent collision sound.
Their swords chopped and collided with each other; in terms of power control, Diana undoubtedly had the advantage.
But in a sword fight, the one who controls the situation is not necessarily the one with greater strength.
Little Rachel saw that as soon as their steel swords clashed, she controlled the centerline and stuck to her opponent, so she was secretly delighted.
Pressing her advantage, the blade traced an elegant arc, adopting a strange angle, and thrust towards Wonder Woman's hand.
At the same time, she pressed down on Wonder Woman's steel sword, disrupting her stance and preventing her from making effective defenses.
In swordsmanship, once a weak point of the opponent is attacked, such as the hand or neck, it is considered the most effective kill. It can directly determine victory.
Although she was wearing armor, if Wonder Woman's hand was pierced, this match would end in Diana's defeat.
Having lost "control" in the centerline clash and falling into a disadvantage, Diana remained calm, flipped her wrist, pressed her blade onto the opponent's steel sword, and dragged it forward along the blade.
The target was clearly Rachel's face!
Both sides attacked each other's weak points with their own attack methods.
In a flash, Diana's sword tip was the first to strike Rachel's face.
"Clang!"
The tip of the steel sword struck Rachel's helmet, emitting a crisp sound.
The victory was decided!
"How… how could this be?"
Rachel's eyes widened; she had controlled the centerline, so how could she have lost?
Rachel was extremely dejected, with expressions of unwillingness and remorse written all over her face.
If only I had been a little faster!
She thought to herself.
"Rachel, our Wonder Girl, do you know why you lost?"
Diana took off her helmet.
"Maybe I wasn't fast enough? Or perhaps I was too careless, and should have completely suppressed Sister Diana, not giving your hands any room to move."
Rachel summarized.
"No, actually, I emphasized the importance of 'control' before. When two sides cross swords, once one side gains control of the situation, it means either your strength is greater, or your experience is richer. In short, you gained the initiative and control."
Diana looked into Rachel's eyes and continued, "And then, this is what I want to emphasize. If you gain control, then directly thrust and hit their face, don't complicate it, just do it!"
"Should I not have stabbed your hand?"
"Swordsmanship is a killing art, it emphasizes the fastest and simplest methods, requiring the abandonment of all cumbersome and complex moves, directly targeting the opponent's weaknesses, and killing in one blow."
Rachel held her chin with her right hand, listening very carefully.
"And after you gained control, you actually performed a movement similar to a circus trick. Although it was beautiful, it was useless. Instead, it wasted precious time. If you had cleanly and directly stabbed my face, then I would have been the one to lose. Rachel, do you understand?"
Rachel nodded heavily, "I understand, my movements were too complex and flashy, right!"
"Mm."
Wonder Woman nodded, then turned her head to look at Eric outside, thinking to herself:
"If it were a pure swordsmanship contest, Eric, I might not lose to you!"
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