Ding! ! !
The two iron swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
"Leylin! You are not my opponent, give up!" George said with a big laugh, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands.
"It's still far away!" Leylin shouted, and with strange steps, he launched another attack.
"Drink!" George slashed out the long sword in his hand, bringing out a vicious wind.
The cross sword in Leylin's hand swung across, blocking George's attack.
"Good! The blocking posture is good!" George praised loudly. "Be careful! I'm going to attack your left foot next!"
"Come on!" Leylin got ready.
"Look at me!" George swung the two-handed sword in his hand, drew a beautiful and deadly arc in the air, and slashed at Leylin's right foot.
Leylin stepped back, and with a cross sword, he blocked George's two-handed sword in the air, "You clearly promised to be left-footed, you don't keep your word!"
"Haha... this is called strategy! Test your flexibility. My father often taught me that if you don't know how to strategize, you will be played to death sooner or later! I just want to play to death, and I don't want to be played to death by others!"
George said with a smile, and drew back the big sword in his hand.
"No more fights! No more fights! You're getting better every time! In a few days, I won't be able to beat you!"
He scratched his head again with some doubts: "Leylin! My swordsmanship was trained hard by the great knight. The teacher said that my swordsmanship is comparable to ordinary knights! You can draw with me, how can you be beaten by Ouyang?" How many times did Lin beat you?"
"My father taught me these sword skills when I was a child, but unfortunately I forgot. Now I just want to pass the training and recall it!"
Leylin clenched his fists, his face flushed red!
"When I have the strength, I must take revenge and break Olin's leg!"
It looks like a scene of a hot-blooded teenager working hard after encountering setbacks.
"Dear Leylin, I believe that you will be able to realize your wish!" George patted Leylin's shoulder.
Another look of sympathy: "Even now, with your strength, it is enough for revenge!"
Through sparring, George had a general understanding of Leylin's strength.
"I can deal with one or two right now, but Olin and the others have five of them!" Leylin said worriedly.
In fact, he is sure to deal with Olin and his gang now, but if there is no excuse, how can he fool George into training with him
"By the way, what is the great knight you mentioned just now?" Leylin thought of George's complaint just now, and asked casually.
"You mean a great knight? That is a higher level of knighthood. No matter where you are, you are an absolute big man! If you are lucky, you may even be entertained by the king! If you are willing to serve, you will definitely be appointed as Legion Commander!"
"Their physical strength has been strengthened to the limit. It is said that in the secular world, apart from the long-range phalanx formed by crossbowmen, even the charge of heavy cavalry cannot stop their footsteps!"
"So powerful!" Leylin murmured.
The head of a legion is equivalent to the earl in status, and Viscount John must salute first when he sees him.
The heavy armored cavalry is the peak combat power in the era of cold weapons. Once they charge, the smaller city walls may be knocked down. How powerful should the big knights be able to resist with their bodies
Seeing Leylin's yearning expression, George laughed and comforted him: "Don't envy them, wizards are a more mysterious and powerful force than knights, as long as you become a wizard apprentice, your status can be comparable to that of a grand knight. If you become a formal wizard , then congratulations, killing a great knight is no more difficult than trampling an ant to death, the kings of all countries will scramble to put their beautiful daughters on your bed..."
"Are wizards so powerful?" Leylin was a little puzzled, "Why are those black robes so indifferent to those of us who might become wizards? They are just knights!"
"This? I don't know too well, but the status of a wizard is definitely very noble. This is what my father told me! I can guarantee it with the reputation of our Beruning family."
George touched his nose and replied with some embarrassment.
"Okay! Okay! It's not that I don't believe you!" Leylin felt helpless.
Silently said "Chip! Scan the person in front of me!"
"Drip! Name: George Beruning Strength: 1.9 Dexterity: 1.8 Physique: 1.9 Status: Health"
George's data is no longer what normal training can achieve. According to him, he has been training as a knight since he was a child, and he has the physical fitness he has now.
The outside world has a unified name for warriors who have improved their physical fitness through the practice of knight breathing, but have not stimulated their life energy-prepared knights!
George's physical fitness, even among the reserve knights, is at the top level!
This is also related to his noble background and the use of a large number of expensive medicines to enhance his physique.
"Okay, rest well, let's go back! I don't want to see the cold faces of those black robes because I go back too late!"
George looked around. The moonlight cast a layer of silver on the surroundings. In the silence, there was the sound of insects chirping.
He had to hurry during the day, and Leylin didn't want to attract attention, so he and George sneaked out for training at night.
Of course they couldn't hide this from the black robe, but after a few contacts, Leylin found that their personalities were very cold, as long as they didn't leave the camp too far and cause them trouble, they didn't care about anything.
"One more time, let's go back!" Leylin said, "After this time, this cross sword can be returned to you!"
"Hmm...huh?" George was a little careless at first, but then his eyes lit up, "You've finally run out, but Gus has been urging me for it!"
To train swordsmanship, the first thing you need is a cross sword!
As nobles, many teenagers wore samurai uniforms with long swords on their waists.
But the previous Leylin didn't, the reason was - it was too heavy! Impact Events! ! !
Because it was troublesome, Leylin did not even bring a dagger when he set out on the journey. As a result, after crossing, Leylin was unarmed, and he couldn't even find a cross sword for training.
In order to train swordsmanship, Leylin set his mind on the first friend he saw when he woke up——George.
Under the threat of exposing his friendship, George provided sparring and weapons for free!
Thinking of George's eyes turning white at that time, Leylin still couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of the expression that he had made friends with.
"Although your swordsmanship has improved rapidly! But do you really need a cross sword?" George still asked.
"Anyway, I know Gus very well, so it's okay to borrow for a while..."
"Thank you for your kindness! But it's really unnecessary!" Leylin smiled and refused.
After this period of actual training, he has thoroughly grasped Farrell's secret cross swordsmanship. Due to the chip, his swordsmanship will always remain at its peak state, and he will not be handed down because he has not touched the cross sword for a long time. born.
"Okay, then let's fight one last time. It's still the old rules. I will only use the same strength as you!"
As George said, he picked up the two-handed sword and came to the center of the grass. The bright sword shone coldly under the moonlight.
Leylin also came to the venue, "Come on! Don't hold back this time!"
He had an experimental idea and wanted to practice it here before sending out the invitation.
"Chip! Create a mission! Analyze the strength of the opponent and the surrounding environment, and simulate the best defeat plan!"
"Task created, start analysis..."
"The results of the experiment show that the main body is uninjured and the target loses combat effectiveness. Do you want to enable the dynamic auxiliary perspective?"
"Open!" Following Leylin's order, countless blue lines suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if virtualizing the venue.
"According to the target's reaction, the probability of preemptive attack is 98.99%, and the attack part is the subject's right arm! The best response plan: turn sideways, jump and cut!"
Along with the sound of the chip, the blue light in Leylin's retina also formed George's phantom, holding up the big sword and slashing at Leylin's right arm.
"Drink! Look at the sword!" George drank, and sure enough he took the lead in attacking. He swung his two-handed sword and rushed towards Leylin. His movements were exactly the same as the simulated phantom just now.
With a smile on the corner of Leylin's mouth, he dodged the attack sideways, raised the cross sword with both hands, leaped into the air, and slashed down fiercely.
Jump and chop! ! !
"Damn! How did this happen?" George screamed strangely, and rolled on the spot, avoiding the blade of the cross sword.
Leylin's cross sword struck the ground, splashing mud and small stones.
George got up and his face became serious. He could feel that Leylin just now seemed to have anticipated his attack and knew his movements like the back of his hand.
"If you don't attack, I will fight back!" Leylin said with a smile.
"Go ahead!" George stared at Leylin closely.
Leylin held the cross sword and stabbed forward! Every move is as standard as the movements in the textbook.
George made a blocking movement, but turned his body to one side, dodged the thrust, and slashed at Leylin with his backhand!
"The best solution: turn left 50 degrees, cut horizontally!"
Following the prompt of the chip, Leylin dodged George's big sword and made another horizontal cut, almost brushing George's body.
The more he fought, the more cold sweat grew on George's face.
His every move was blocked by Leylin, and the range of evasion was getting smaller and smaller.
"We can't go on like this! Let's fight!" George violently swung the sword in his hand, colliding with Leylin.
boom! ! ! A ball of silver light flew out and stuck straight into the grass. It was the two-handed sword in George's hand! The sword body was still trembling, making a buzzing sound.
On the battlefield, Leylin's crossed sword was stuck horizontally on George's waist, "You lost!"
"That's right! I lost!"
George murmured, then stared straight at Leylin: "How did you do it?"
"It's very simple. After training for so long, I have memorized your routine!" Leylin retracted his sword and saluted with a smile.
"My... routine?" George repeated.
"Yes, to put it simply, everyone has a habit of using swords. As long as you remember it, you can easily set traps according to the enemy's habits. This is how I deal with you!"
"Huh!!!" George let out a long breath, "I see!"
Then he looked at Leylin again, as if he was looking at a monster: "Your talent in swordsmanship is really the best I have ever seen!!! If you hadn't been selected as a wizard apprentice, I would definitely recommend you to the Royal Capital God of War Academy!"