Chapter Ninety-Seven: Master of Knife Techniques (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
Bell-bell!
In the hazy night, a series of blade strikes came and went.
The two figures were entangled together, and countless sword lights and sword shadows drew a cold light. With each step, the ground cracked and spilled with rubble. Every time the swords collide and the sparks burst out, the atmosphere will be shaken and let out an unbearable wailing sound.
When Wuming actually launched an attack, Saber found that he basically had no power to fight back except for being beaten passively.
Sou~
Wren stepped out again, approaching her like a ghost, and with the Tao Tao killing machine, the magic knife whistled and slashed!
Clang!
The sword clashed, shaking up a surging wave of qi, Saber's silver teeth clenched, and his body took half a step back.
Wren's face was indifferent, his arm muscles bulged, and he poured the energy of the stars into the magic knife, and the knife momentum changed in an instant.
'Soul Blade - Bloodslash'
Surrounded by boundless ferocious aura, the bright sword light tore through the night, blooming with a deadly killing machine, like a meteorite falling, and the magic knife slashed at her head with the power of ten thousand jun!
Before she could reach her, the blade stinged her skin.
Clang!
Sparks erupted, and she raised her sword to intercept the fierce blow, but the force of the impact weighed down her body, and the soles of her boots sank into the dirt.
The blade slammed down the holy sword and slashed into her shoulder, snorting and bringing up a string of bright red blood!
When his strength was exhausted, Saber's eyes froze, and he endured the pain of the blade cutting through the shoulder muscles, gritted his teeth and swung the magic knife away, pulling away and quickly retreating.
After quickly pulling away from her, she gasped slightly, her green eyes filled with some doubt.
Wren looked at her with a knife, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth:
"I have to say, your intuition is so useful. There were just three chances to cut off your head and two times to pierce your heart, but you avoided them in advance. β
"Hmph, Knight Karen, don't underestimate people!" The Dull Hair King snorted coldly, her swordsmanship was suppressed, and she was very unconvinced.
Just one round of fighting, almost two dozen rounds.
She was stabbed twice, one shallow and one deep, and a blood mark on her left arm, which was only a minor injury, but the part on her shoulder was more serious, which had already affected the strength of her arm.
Wuming didn't lie, he really roughly adapted to her swordsmanship moves, and he blocked every blow she hit with ease.
It's an exaggeration, but what really shocked Saber was that the other party's strength was about the same as hers, but he really started to move......
"The same power and magic power are released, but the power of the slash is stronger than mine, why is this happening?" The Dumb Hair King couldn't help but ask, this is not reasonable at all.
"It's just a little knife skill, it's not worth mentioning."
"Hmph, what's the trick?"
"The form and spirit are one, the knife intent is gathered in one place, the knife posture and the move are integrated, and the power skills are combined... Forget it, you probably won't understand it. β
Seeing the blank look on her face, Wren didn't say anything more and raised the blood-stained blue-purple magic knife.
Sou~
He charged with his sword, and leaped ten meters in a few steps, and the magic sword and the holy sword clashed again, and the two fought together.
Clang!
The blades collided, and there was a sound of gold and iron.
Saber felt a slight numbness in her arm suddenly, she didn't pay much attention to it, only when the shoulder injury affected her strength.
Qiang Qiang Qiang ~
Several more fierce exchanges, an invisible wave passed through the magic knife, transmitted to her holy sword, and then shook her wrist muscles again and again.
Saber's wrist was slightly numb, but she ignored the mild symptoms.
Wren's gaze was as deep as a pool of water, and the magic sword struck continuously at the center of the holy sword's body in a unique rhythm, and the holy sword trembled gently.
Finally, after a crisp clash of blades.
Feeling the sudden warning, Saber's face changed, her wrists trembled slightly, and her tendons were briefly paralyzed, a little weak.
'Soul Blade - Oni Cut'
At the moment when the Dumb Hair King's muscles were paralyzed, a ghostly knife light appeared and slashed towards her neck.
Damn, she endured the discomfort and tried her best to raise the holy sword, trying to block it, and her head subconsciously tilted back.
Whew!
The snowy blade pressed against the holy sword, and the sword flashed, and a bewitching blood flower bloomed in the night.
Saber snorted and fought his sword back against Wuming.
She immediately took a few steps back, her left palm covering her sword-gripping right arm, where the silvery-white bracer was cracked, and a knife wound was deep enough to see the bone, and blood oozed from it.
"Miss Knight King, the swordsmanship is not bad, I thought I could knock out your weapon with one blow, but I never thought that you still barely held it, continue to work hard."
"Knight Karen, what did you just do?"
Saber looked confused, because of the intuition warning that she had not been beheaded, but in order to block the fatal blow, her arm was inevitably slashed by a knife.
She didn't know what had just happened.
Wren flicked the magic knife, and a few drops of blood dripped down.
Under the bright moonlight, he stood with a knife, his temperament seemed indifferent, and there was a hint of a smile on his face:
"Frequency, vibration...... After accumulating to a certain extent, it is released, in short, a little trick in the rivers and lakes. β
"A little trick?"
Saber stared at him intently, frowning slightly, she felt that Wuming's sword skills were strange, not like Western skills.
The opponent's knife skills are fierce and powerful, and the evil spirit is amazing, and he carries a majestic blood-colored killing machine with one move, which is extremely domineering.
But even though he fought to the death and fought bloodily, his eyes were still extremely clear, without a trace of ferocity, and no matter how fierce and brutal the moves in his hands were, his spirit was as pure and flawless as a blade or a mirror.
It was so strange, Saber's emerald pupils stared at him:
"Karen...... You don't look like a Western knight at all, but rather like an Eastern swordsman or a wandering swordsman in terms of sword intent and moves. β
"Oh, you found out, so what? It's true that I was a knight in the next place, but I do know some oriental skills. β
Wren's pitch-black pupils were incomparably deep, and he had a vague smile on his face, and his arm gently raised the blade, which glowed with a cold glow in the moonlight.
Culture subtly influences a person's thinking habits and every move.
When he was learning swords in White Tower City, the old knight who taught him said that his sword intent and ideas about moves were very special, and he was completely different from the others.
After joining the Knights of Thorns, the leader was also surprised when he sparred with him, and especially corrected and instructed him for this.
But until now, Wren's sword intent and moves are also the core of the East.
"Blood Slash" frontal assault to overwhelm people; "String Moon" swept through thousands of armies and coped with the siege of many people; "Ghost Cut" is unpredictable, focusing on the enemy's weak points, and "Killing Shadow" is only fast and unbreakable......
None of his current sword skills are superfluous, and all the bells and whistles have been discarded, leaving only the best moves in actual combat.
These moves have fused the essence of multiple worlds in terms of technique, but the sword intent still has typical oriental characteristics, which is incompatible with the idea of Western sword skills.
"How many identities do you have?"
Saber couldn't hide her surprise in her eyes, the more time she got along, the more she couldn't understand him, instead of understanding him better.
"Not much, just a few. But it was your tenacity that surprised me a little. Wren looked at her with a burning eye.
He realized that he had really underestimated her before.
The Dull Hair King is a little more difficult than he thought, skilled swordsmanship, keen intuition, take out a single item, he has a way to crack it.
But when the two are combined, it's really hard to win in one hit.
Artoria's swordsmanship was ostensibly learned by a retired knight, her adoptive father, Ector.
But in reality, it was Merlin who taught her, the magician of the flowers, who taught him the swordsmanship and the king of Dull in his dreams every night.
Merlin is a first-rate mage.
Mages are known to be very strong in swordsmanship, such as Gandalf. Merlin often bites his tongue when he casts spells, so his swordsmanship is superb.
Learning swords from him, Artoria's basic swordsmanship skills are very solid, and she has a lot of combat experience.
The only drawback is that she is a king, and it is impossible for her to devote herself to studying kendo, she has a lot of things to do every day, she is distracted, and her skills are not as good as some powerful swordsmen.
"Awesome, Miss Knight King, you are worthy of being a master disciple of the famous Avalon Sword Saint, and you really have two brushes." Wren couldn't help but sigh.
Confused, the Dumb Fur King asked very confusedly, "Karen, Avalon... Juggernaut? Who is it? β
Avalon was the one she had lost her scabbard, but she had never heard of the "Avalon Juggernaut".
"You don't know that? The Sword Master of Avalon is Merlin's old ...... Ahem, that old-timer. The truth almost blurted out, and Wren immediately changed his words.
Merlin is not dead, but he is autistic, and the other party also has an EX-level clairvoyance, and he is very good at voyeurism, so it's best not to speak ill of him.
What the heck???
"What Juggernaut? Don't call me anything, Merlin is obviously a magician. The Dumb Hair King couldn't help but explain.
"That's right, he is a first-class magician, and his natural swordsmanship is extraordinary, otherwise how can he be a knight child with a sword.
Unlike a second-rate mage like me, it's hard to fight a knight like you in close combat. β
Silly King: "........."
Completely unaware of what he was talking about.
"Knight Karen, let's continue!"
The Dumb Hair King didn't think much about it, and snorted, even though he was injured in many places, he still seemed full of energy.
"Still not admitting defeat? You've spilled all your blood, and I can't bear to keep slashing you. Wren smiled.
"Hmph, I'm less proud, I'm almost used to your knife skills!"
"Really?"
Saber raised the holy sword, took a deep breath, and suppressed all the pain on his body, the whole person was like an unsheathed divine sword, exuding a clear stream of sword intent.
She knew that she had suffered a lot of damage, and she must not continue to consume it like this, otherwise she would definitely lose.
Just got a general understanding of the other party's knife skills, this time, she strengthened her spirit, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and fought with all her might!
Whew~
The wind whistled, and the holy sword in Saber's hand bloomed with a golden light in the whirlwind, and the breeze gradually dissipated, revealing the magnificent and noble true face of the king's sword.
Wu Ming had dispersed the Wind King enchantment on the magic knife before, and in the last fight, she didn't want to take advantage of him!
"Knight Karen, let's have a showdown!"
"Knight King, let me show you what the real magic knife is."
Wren also restrained his smile, his gaze was as high as the night sky, and the magic knife in his hand emitted wisps of cold light.
The two looked at each other, the battle intent in their eyes became hotter and hotter, and the invisible sharp qi was stirring between each other, and the cold wind of the early winter season was in harmony.
The onlookers also held their breath, and he also knew that this time the two should be separated.
The next moment, the two ran towards each other at the same time.
The two figures swept through the clearing between the trees like lightning, and in an instant, the wind rolled upside down, the holy sword roared softly, the magic knife trembled slightly, and in an instant, the swords clashed together!
Rumble!
The awe-inspiring battle intent collided violently, the sharp sword light, the sharp sword qi, wanton vertical and horizontal, bursts of dazzling sparks bloomed in the night!
The figures were staggered, forming a storm that stirred the atmosphere, swords and slashes, and the brilliant blades and lights were intertwined.
Saber's eyes flashed with a touching look, and she only felt her blood burning, and the red dragon's heart continued to transmit magic to her limbs, giving her endless power to swing the holy sword.
The swordsmanship of the king of perennial victories has been on the battlefield for more than ten years, and it has been vividly unleashed.
She slashed out sword after sword, extremely skillful, like a storm dancing, her state was unprecedentedly good, and she even suppressed him for a time.
But the good times didn't last long, and in her perception, Wuming's knife skills and knife intent changed, and they changed again and again.
Sometimes the knife technique is smart and elegant, one move and one style appear vibrant, sometimes it is wanton, giving people a feeling of passionate blood, sometimes it is fierce and brutal, and it is full of anger......
In the sword intent, there is firm protection, there is resentment like venting, there is the determination to pursue freedom, there is the pride of dominating the world, and there is the domineering slaughter of all beings......
So many variations, but each one can fit perfectly.
It's as if he's had many identities, each of which is himself.
She began to fall into disadvantage.
She had just become familiar with his sword skills, and at this moment, she was naturally extremely uncomfortable.
Saber also tried to defeat him in one fell swoop, but it was useless, no matter how hard she swung her sword, what moves she used, or even exchanged injuries for injuries, she couldn't break him.
No matter how the sword intent changes, he himself has always maintained a clear and quiet heart, and his eyes are as indifferent as the starry sky.
A clear heart, just like not moving.
Saber was surprised and felt powerless.
His whole person is like an invisible breeze that blends into nature, as high as the blue sky and is untouchable.
Even if her sword can kill thousands of troops, how can she cut a gust of wind and a piece of sky?
And, as she attacked more often, he seemed to see through everything, and he could block her attacks with a single sword.
No matter how she changed her moves, he seemed to be able to detect it in advance and easily resolve it.
Until now, Wuming no longer seems to be blocking her, as if he is guiding her how to use the sword.
Any change is in his hands.
Her greatest achievement was only to scratch his two swords at the beginning, and the blades were enough to break through his armor and wound his skin.
"You ......"
Saber finally realized what a powerful swordsman the knight in front of him was, and it was no wonder that Lancer was almost helpless by him.
Heart, body, technique, qi, potential, knife skills are at the peak, and the moves are seamlessly connected without a trace of flaws.
This is ridiculous, such a guy, such a powerful swordsman, it is actually Caster, she is a little suspicious of life.
One blow, then decay, three exhaustion, blood oozing from the previous wound, her breath inevitably began to decline.
When a certain tipping point is lowered.
'Soul Blade - Shadow of Death'
Time and space seemed to freeze, a knife cut through the void, and three brilliant sword lights appeared at the same time, like a snow-bright flower blooming in the night, with a deadly elegance.
Intuition is a warning of madness.
Saber's pupils constricted, and her hair stood on end, of course she knew this move, and she was also on guard.
But when she really faced it, she knew what despair was.
I know what, three knives slashed at her at the same time, three directions, one to cut off the head, one to cut the neck, and one to block the waist, how to block it?
It's not an illusion, it's all real, and she only has a sword.
Burst~
The flash of the knife flashed, blood splattered, and Saber fell to one knee on the ground clutching his nearly disembowelment.
βSaberοΌβ Alice Phil on the side couldn't help but exclaim.
She was supported by her sword, her expression was painful, and before she could react, the magic knife was already on her snow-white neck, and the sharp blade made her body stiffen.
"Miss Knight King, you're defeated."
A clear voice rang in his ears, and Saber slumped for a moment, then stubbornly raised his head and looked at him.
Wren's breath was very steady, his eyes were clear, and he couldn't see the slightest tiredness, but a vigorous aura.
It's like a moderate amount of exercise after a while.
Saber subconsciously bit her red lip, sighed, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said softly:
"Knight Karen, you won."
This was the first fiasco in her life after she pulled out the sword in the stone, and she lost very completely.
A contest of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, except for the auxiliary skills of intuition and heart eye, neither side used any other means, but she lost.
Wren just nodded slightly, put away the magic knife, and the two still looked at each other, neither of them spoke.
After a long time, Saber asked:
"Knight Karen, no, Sword Hero Wuming, do you have inherent skills related to swordsmanship?"
She also realized that the other party was not only more powerful than her under the same conditions, but also that his moves could not be adapted, and his mental state was also very peculiar.
"Yes, it's called Master of Swordwork." Wren grinned, in fact, this is his real core ability.
Knife Master (A+), a compound ability.
1. Honed Skill (B+): Able to swing the knife from any position without taking a stance, and greatly increase the power of slashing.
2. Lessons learned along the way (B): No matter how many times you repeat the same move to the same opponent, the opponent will not be able to fully adapt to it, on the contrary, you can quickly become familiar with most of the opponent's sword skills.
3. Indestructible Will (B+): Clarifies the heart of the quiet swordsman, immune to or greatly weakens the attacks or negative states of the spirit side such as illusions, charm, and stun.
4. Sublimation of Insight (B): Through meditation, meditation, etc., you can improve your sense of knife skills, and recover your mental and physical strength quickly.
This is also the only ability of the original system to give an evaluation:
After six years of ups and downs, the knife skills have been successful.