Anyone who has a little knowledge of martial arts knows that the best way to deal with modern weapons is to get close to them.

This is also due to the shortcomings of modern weapons. As a result of a single attack, firearms are not as effective at close range as cold weapons. Not to mention the grenade, which is too powerful to be used at close range, unless you don't want to live and die together.

In Freddy's opinion, as long as you succeed in getting close, this battle is equivalent to winning half of the battle.

Of course, he was not careless, let alone underestimating the enemy, and so far he still had spare strength to deal with the enemy's rear hand. He didn't believe that the people who could make it all the way here would be defeated so easily.

The backhand appeared as expected.

The blue-haired and blue-eyed boy ripped his coat, revealing two miniature submachine guns hidden inside, and fired at the approaching magician.

Miniature submachine guns, that is, micro charges, belong to a typical quantity for quality weapons, the power of a single bullet is not large, but the number of flowers, the lethality is still terrible, especially this kind of close-range strafing. Unless you're equipped with bulletproof gear, or can actually block bullets physically, you'll only end up being beaten into a sieve.

Unfortunately, Freddie didn't meet both of these criteria, so he was beaten into a sieve, and even the originally clear long sword was dimmed.

No, how could the silver sword be dim? When did Wei Chong have such a ferocious ability? and no blood—wait, what about blood? Why is there no blood?

That's right, there's just no blood. At the moment of micro-rush strafing, Freddy's figure instantly changed from a three-dimensional entity to a two-dimensional virtual body, like a shadow on the ground, undisturbed by the laws of physics.

It's magic, it's Freddie's magic.

Airflow manipulation is only the basics, and magicians with a little level can perform it, and what is shown now is the essence of magic based on the mysterious world, and it is also his greatest reliance on entering the Fuhailin.

He kept moving forward while maintaining the two-dimensional shadow. The enemy rains bullets and retreats frantically.

The scene seems to be in a stalemate, but this stalemate is only temporary, neither magic nor bullets are infinite, and there will always be a time when it runs out. The magazine of the miniature submachine gun was obviously not as good as that of Freddy, a powerful magician with a great reputation, and the situation was soon broken.

The moment the last bullet passed through, Freddie went from two to three dimensions, and the sword in his hand stabbed straight into the throat in his chest.

The two-dimensional state is not subject to physical interference, so naturally it cannot use physical attacks, and attacking magic at such a close distance is far less good than the sword in the hand.

The enemy seemed to be a little panicked, and hurriedly rushed to block the sword.

However, it didn't work. Freddy's sword was specially made by alchemy, and the metal of the spear body could not block the edge of the long sword at all, and it was pierced in an instant.

The blade of the sword did not stop, and landed directly on Shinji's raised left arm.

The left arm should end the same as the micro rush, followed by the chest, which Freddie thought.

However, the reality is quite the opposite.

The sharp tip of the sword stopped as it pierced the sleeve of the trench coat, as if it had touched something hard.

It was at this moment that Shinji smiled, and the direction of his feet turned 90 degrees, changing from forward to backward, and his body changed from backward to forward, snatching into his arms under Freddy's stunned gaze, and slamming his right fist into his lower abdomen.

Although Freddie was not shocked, he practiced a one-handed sword, and with the other hand, he also practiced a lot of hand-to-hand combat techniques, reflexively opening his palm to block the enemy's fists.

The fist was blocked, but the power from the fist was not completely blocked.

It was too much power, not like what a human should have, but a fast-moving car that even Freddy's tempered and magically strengthened arm couldn't withstand.

"Click", "click", Freddie heard the sound of his left arm broken.

Then there was the right hand, taking advantage of the opportunity of the fist invasion, Shinji continued his efforts, and the left arm with the sharpshooter bow and knife slid down the blade, and a grappling smashed the right hand holding the sword.

It was a knee that literally knocked the notorious freedom magician to the ground.

"The end of the conversation is my victory. ”

The boy sat down beside Freddie seemingly casually, and with his right hand that delivered the crucial blow, he picked up the Thompson Contender that had fallen to the ground, and aimed the barrel of his gun at the magician's head.

"It's your victory, ahem. ”

The corners of Freddy's mouth were bleeding, and although he was a little sorry, he accepted the reality very bluntly.

His hands were abolished, his internal organs were also violently shaken, the martial arts he was proud of had been abolished, and in this magic that had been completely suppressed, he had lost the possibility of continuing to fight.

"So what are you going to do with me, the loser, the winner?"

"Don't dispose of it, let you go. Shinji said, removing the barrel of the gun.

"Huh?"

"Surprised? Indeed, in the process of fighting for such a super secret treasure, it is common sense to kill all enemies and leave no trouble. ”

"Then why did you let me go?"

"You have to ask yourself, why is your sword only aimed at the lungs and not at the heart? You didn't want my life, and I don't want yours, it's fair, isn't it? ”

The Thompson Contender is a single-shot gun that requires a single reload.

Faced with Shinji's rhetorical question, Freddie showed a wry smile.

"Maybe I just want you to become the nourishment of the Hailin. ”

"How do you know I don't think so? Look, the blood you're coughing up is already making the forest stir. ”

Shinji stretched out his hand and pointed at the border between the Black Forest and the forbidden area, and at some point there were a pair of red eyes, which were the beasts raised by the forest.

Feeling the bloodthirsty eyes around him, Freddie knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, and struggled to sit up.

"W-I'm gone?"

"Hurry up, don't delay my rest. Shinji waved impatiently.

Soon, Freddie was once again in a two-dimensional state, lurking in the shadows, ready to break out at any moment.

"Finally, can you answer my question - why do you have such a strong strength and still rely on firearms?"

"Are you stupid to practice martial arts? Or are you studying magic and studying your brain? You would actually ask such an idiotic question. ”

Shinji shook his head helplessly, looking like a fool.

"It's not a joust or a magic game. We are fighting for the Secret Treasure, and of course we have to use all means. Gun grenades are so easy to use, why don't you use them? What's the point of sticking to the difference between magic and technology? I can win so easily without these weapons?"

In the white-knuckle battle, the gap between the two is actually not as big as it seems. Purely comparing swordsmanship, Freddie has an absolute advantage. If it really starts, without using Noble Phantasms and magic, even if Shinji can win, it will take a lot of time.

But with the help of modern weapons, Shinji took less than three minutes to defeat Freddie - a triumph of mindset. Therefore, the traditional magician thinking should really be changed.

In fact, magicians and magicians are not in conflict. When researching, we should study carefully with a serious and rigorous mentality, and use it as a tool mercilessly when fighting, who stipulates that scientists who study weapons cannot use weapons?

PS: Regarding the Dead Apostle's denial of human reason, this traitor went to confirm it, and at present, what the Dead Apostle clearly said is that it can deny all the treasures created for people, and the technology weapon is not explained, and according to the "Moon Hime", firearms have an effect on vampires, although they can be recovered soon, but they can be useful - you must know that even if it is the Dead Apostle's extremely arrogant "Moon Hime", the master of the world is still human.

PS2: Attention, attention, the old book friend group is full, and the application has not been able to enter since yesterday, and the new book friend group is now opened, the group number is 1·3·2·6·4·8·0·9·1, if you want to add it, add here, this is a large group of 2000 people contributed by the big guy, and it may not be able to be filled up in a lifetime. (The group owner is not a traitor, a certain management is, a traitor is poor, and there is no money to fill the VIP)