Chapter 77: If you win against me

Charlotte first led everyone to the basement, where they looked at the array of weapons displayed on the floor.

"You each pick a weapon. Alongside learning body-enhancing techniques, I'll also teach you how to use these weapons."

"So many weapons!" Gabriel exclaimed, suddenly understanding where Elijah and Daisy had gotten the weapons they were carrying.

"Can we pick any?" he asked.

"Yes, choose whatever interests you. Practice with it for a while, and if it doesn't suit you, you can change it," Charlotte replied.

So everyone stepped forward, picking up their preferred weapons.

Unexpectedly, Hannah was the first to choose, opting for a broadsword.

The broadsword, also known as a pudao, originated in ancient China.

Elijah often saw it in martial arts novels, mostly used by martial artists.

The one Hannah chose was a short-handled broadsword, about one and a half meters long in total, with a blade of around 70 centimeters.

While it wasn't a long weapon by length, it was longer than most short weapons.

It looked similar to a large sword but had a larger blade proportionally.

It required two hands to wield, using the weight of the blade itself for strikes.

Charlotte nodded in approval upon seeing Hannah's choice.

Swordplay was easy to pick up and suitable for chopping down zombies, even more so than the Tang sword Daisy had chosen.

Gabriel quickly made his choice, selecting a spear, much like the one Elijah used, but made of white waxwood instead of metal.

Soon, everyone else had made their selections.

Although there were a variety of weapons, not all were practical. NovelFire-original

Some weapons weren't suitable for fighting zombies, like nunchucks, which could easily injure oneself if not handled properly, along with whips, sticks, and so on.

In the end, Fiona chose a longsword, Grace picked a large cleaver, Katherine opted for a machete, and Emily chose a steel trident, which could coordinate well with Gabriel, with one prong blocking while the other stabbed.

After selecting their weapons, Charlotte led everyone to the asphalt road outside the villa.

The island's abundant foliage provided shade, making the weather feel pleasant rather than hot. The sea breeze added to the refreshing atmosphere.

"Daisy, you'll demonstrate first. Pay close attention, everyone!" Charlotte instructed as she arranged everyone into two lines.

Then Daisy stepped forward to begin practicing, with everyone following along, practicing each move and then receiving pointers and corrections, including from Elijah and Bella.

It's been a long time already; I should hurry upstairs!

"I care very much!" Charlotte insisted.

"Uh... you really don't need to," Elijah said, ready to leave, but Charlotte grabbed his arm.

"While I admit you're strong, I don't consider myself weak. Strength comparison needs to be tested to know for sure!"

"Miss, there's no need for this, right?" Elijah felt a bit awkward.

"If you can't satisfy me, don't even think about going upstairs!" Charlotte's words seemed highly ambiguous.

But looking at Charlotte's serious expression and the unprecedented brightness in her eyes, Elijah knew she wasn't joking.

"I've been practicing techniques to kill zombies. We can't be compared!" Elijah tried to explain.

"Are you afraid of hurting me?" Charlotte felt underestimated.

Her expression grew colder!

"I didn't mean that!" Elijah quickly clarified.

"Are you just trying to see them in swimsuits and have some fun? If you win against me, I'll let you see!" Charlotte's words took Elijah aback.

"That's... not necessary..." Elijah was shocked.

"Do you agree or not?"

"You don't have swimsuits, do you?" Elijah asked.

"You'd be more excited if we didn't wear swimsuits, wouldn't you?" Charlotte's expression remained neutral.

"Uh... well, I think sparring appropriately can benefit both of us. Where should we go? It's not convenient to spar here!" Elijah suggested.

Even someone as composed as Charlotte couldn't help but roll her eyes at his words.

"Let's go to the beach outside!"

"That's a good idea, but let's agree beforehand, no weapons. I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you!" Elijah's expression became more serious this time.

He wasn't joking around. When he wielded weapons, it was to stab or strike zombies in the head. In a fight against humans, the enemy didn't matter; if he didn't control himself, there would be no room for regret.

"Alright! Just fists and feet, then. But without weapons, you're even less likely to win against me!" Charlotte agreed.

"Why does that sound like you're hoping I win?" Elijah muttered.

The two of them headed towards the beach. Along the edge of the sand, there were rows of solar-powered street lamps, faintly illuminating the surroundings. They stayed away from the sea, as it was too dark and not suitable for sparring.

"Huh? Isn't that Elijah and Charlotte?" On the third floor of the villa, in the infinity pool, two figures akin to mermaids swam gracefully in the water.