The two took the elevator to the second basement floor of the hotel.

On the side of the passage leading to the training ground, mercenaries gathered in twos and threes and chatted. At the low table in the corner sat two church agents, pretending to be drinking and chatting, their eyes silently looking around.

"That young master Achilles came out of the elevator." One of the agents pretended to be drinking and whispered.

"He's not dead? It's a surprise. The other agent shook his head slightly, puzzled by Asker's refusal to accept church protection, "The high school girl next to him...... It's a little too pretty, suspicious. ”

"What's suspicious? The height is not right. The agent chuckled and said, "Vampires' illusions can't change their size. ”

"Maybe it's the vampire's newly converted blood servant who approached to seduce him." Another spy said coldly, "Now follow them, maybe you can catch a big fish along the vine." ”

"You think the people in the church can't think of that?" The companion sneered and said, "This waste young master is also a nobleman, so let's not talk about how erosive his life style is." If you bump into him playing with a woman in private, do you think you've got a good deal? To put it bluntly, he was seduced and assassinated by vampires, and that was his own problem; But if he is found out after following him, and then he goes to the noble council to make trouble, how can the church's face be hanged? It's not time to push you and me out as scapegoats. ”

"That's right, our goal is to find the vampire anyway." The agent sighed, "Let him go." If we don't have to hang out in the church, if we die, we will die, no wonder we are. ”

The two agents continued to drink. Ask, bewildered, took Peggy to the counter and handed out a bill: "Which melee training ground is available?" ”

"Number 3." The teller replied.

At Training Ground 3, an open field about the size of four basketball courts side by side, on one side of the side are steel dolls placed side by side, which are used by the samurai to practice attacks; On the other side, there are large and small arenas surrounded by iron chains, where mercenaries can practice and compete with each other.

"Put the mask on." Aske said to Peggy, "Let's go to the arena first, and I'll see how good you are now." ”

Peggy snorted, then put the Crying Face Drama Mask on her face and drew her dagger strapped to her thigh.

Asker picked the biggest arenas, usually the kind for 5v5 teams. A few of the mercenaries around looked over with some curiosity in their eyes. Walking onto the field, Aske drew his long sword and flicked it casually.

"Attack it." He beckoned to Peggy, "With all your strength, don't be afraid that I won't be able to catch it." ”

Peggy nodded, sank slightly, and lunged hard with her back feet, disappearing in place almost instantly.

"So fast!" A nearby mercenary casually glanced at this side, and immediately screamed, and even stopped the movements of his hands unconsciously.

The figure approached Aske in an instant, and flew out in the next second, so fast that it was impossible to see how Asker fought back. Peggy rolled around a few times and struggled to get up, her movements a little deformed in the pain.

"Can you handle such a fast charge by yourself?" Asker held his sword and stared at Peggy coldly, "Don't be too ambitious, start with the speed you can control." ”

Peggy nodded, and charged at him again. This time, it was an arc charge, and after a short angle, the short sword in his hand stabbed Asker's back.

With a ding, the gold and iron struck, and Asker seemed to have eyes behind his back, and the long sword in his hand was a square back from his shoulder, and he easily blocked the blow. Peggy's backhand spun the blade again, and was caught by the long sword, only to see Asker twist his wrist lightly, and then twisted the short sword in Peggy's hand directly, and at the same time kicked out with a whip leg, hitting her in the lower abdomen again, kicking her flying.

"The key to agile flow melee combat is to miss a single hit and escape thousands of miles." Aske said coldly, "Is the attack blocked and still in place, waiting for the enemy to counterattack you?" Pay attention to the body when you land, back to the ground is the stupidest behavior, use your front to land on the ground! Bend and cushion with both hands, and roll up quickly after unloading, otherwise it is easy to be injured by the enemy's pursuit! ”

"Understood." Peggy whispered, picked up the short sword on the ground, took a fighting stance, and rushed forward again.

For a while, the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and it was vaguely mixed with Asker's merciless reprimand:

"Attack and move, be between virtual and real! Every time a real move is blocked, it will consume your energy, use your brain! ”

"Where's the change in positioning? If the enemy sees through your footwork, you're dead! Don't always be left behind! ”

"Watch my vision! Thinking about how to attack from my blind spot, not staring in circles! You're in the center of the circle in the outer circle, can you turn me? ”

More and more mercenaries flocked to watch, and everyone was stunned. Peggy's speed is much faster than a normal person's full sprint, and she uses her agility to constantly change directions to attack. And Asker stood motionless, blocking left and right with only a long sword, not only to prevent airtightness, but also to knock Peggy out in a few moves. The latter didn't know how many times he had fallen to the ground, and each time he could get up and regain his strength, as if his physical strength was endless.

These two guys are monsters! The onlookers were amazed. Not to mention the little soldier wearing a crying face mask, the advantage of the ultra-high-speed body on the battlefield is almost infinite, and ordinary mercenaries are stunned after a few blows against her, and the slow reaction is impossible to defend at all. At this speed, he was actually overturned by the other party within a few moves, who is the warrior on the other side? You don't have to think about it, you must be completely out of the same realm as them.

Another time she fell to the ground, and Peggy rolled with her hands on the ground and stood up steadily. Flesh I greatly strengthened her body's tolerance, and at this time she was just subconsciously gasping, feeling that there was not a single bone in her body that was not in pain.

"Let's do it first." Asker hugged the long sword and said lightly, "Think about what I taught you and sort it out." ”

Peggy hummed and went to the stone bench by the wall to sit in contemplation.

Asker put his sword back into its sheath and was about to leave the arena when he saw a hand raised in the crowd of onlookers:

"Hello! If you don't have an opponent, would it be convenient for me to play against you? ”

Some heavily armed warrior lined up the crowd, and the voice was supposed to be a young woman. She wears the stamped steel plate armor common to the Jamani warriors, wears a Gothic winged helmet + visor, and the lower body is a plate armor skirt and steel boots. In his left hand, he holds a striped shield in the shape of a kite, and in his right hand he holds a spear. The weight of such equipment alone is not something that a normal person can bear for a long time, and this woman should have absorbed a certain amount of extraordinary power.

"Walking knight?" Asker asked.

"Why not a spear and shield warrior?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"The spear is not in the right grip." Asker said.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then reacted. The knight was accustomed to holding the end of the spear because of the charge and stabbing it. If it is an orthodox rifle and shield warrior, the position of the gun should be close to the mid-range to achieve a balance between attack and defense.

"Awesome." The woman quietly complimented, and the hand holding the gun adjusted to the middle of the gun, "I don't have power armor, so you can use me as a spear and shield samurai, how about it?" ”

"Quick fix." Asker said.

The onlookers suddenly shouted, and they couldn't wait to see the outcome of this battle. The woman pulled out the lunge, held the shield in front of her with her left hand, and held the gun in her right hand and pulled it flat, the whole person was like a taut bow, ready to launch a killing charge at any time. Asker, on the other hand, pressed his sword with one hand and looked at her with a blank expression.

"Draw your sword?" The woman asked.

"Not necessarily." Asker said, "One move is over." ”

The crowd of onlookers erupted in applause, and the mercenaries were always very energetic in response to such arrogant words. The woman's expression was obscured by her visor, making it impossible to see if she was angry or not. She only turned her wrist slightly, adjusting to the position that was about to explode with all her might.

In an instant, the spear shot like a dragon, and the sharp tip pointed straight at Asker's chest. The woman's forward steps were not steady, and in her opinion, if Aske had no time to dodge, she could quickly retract the attack and prevent fatal damage. Unexpectedly, Aske just took a step to the left with an understatement.

Flashed!

As she dodged the stab of her spear, Asker took another half-step forward, grabbed her spear with his right hand, and smashed it into a fist with his left hand. The woman did not dodge, because her right hand holding the gun was covered with arm armor, and she was not afraid of Asker's flesh fist smashing at all. If you let go of the spear at this time, you will fall into the opponent's scheme.

When the fist fell, it suddenly turned into a grab, grabbed her right wrist and pulled it back. Asker's right foot lifted and kicked hard at the knee of his opponent's right leg. The woman only felt a strong force coming from the plate armor, and his right leg was kicked backwards by him, and the upper body was pulled forward by him, and the whole person suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"Didn't anyone teach you not to put on a pose before making a move?" Asker asked coldly, "The posture is so beautiful, how can a fool not be able to dodge when he knows that you are going to sprint?" Tactical moves are pretty standard, but standard means easy to be seen through, so think about how to hide your attack intentions. ”

The woman struggled to get up, and the weight of the armor that protected her became a burden to her. Losing to her opponent in one move in the competition, she was originally quite frustrated and discouraged, but when she heard the last sentence, her eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded and said:

"Yes, taught, sir."

The crowd of onlookers was another sensation. Fights usually only happen between peers, because strangers may not be able to hold back and hurt each other. It is rare for this big master on the stage to be willing to accept strangers' fights, and it is even more rare to defeat the opponent cleanly, and he is willing to point out a few words about the opponent's flaws, what does it mean?

It means a master teacher who can not be found! You must know that the demon tide of this era has not yet risen, and the martial arts masters with a little strength are either serving the kings and emperors in the courts of various countries, or they are raised by the lords of various places to worship in their own manors. As a mercenary? How can it be! How much money do mercenaries make, is there a fraction of what the nobles give?

For a while, everyone raised their hands enthusiastically, scrambling to apply for a quota: "Master, let's replace me next, I'll fight you!" ”

Under the enthusiasm of the crowd, Asker casually ordered a Macedonian spear and shield warrior, and the other party held a spear and shield, saluted Asker respectfully, and then quickly put on a posture.

"The footsteps are too floating, don't you usually practice footwork?" In less than five seconds, the Macedonian warrior was knocked off the field.

"When I attacked, the movement was too big, and the empty door was exposed!" The next Spartan warrior to come up was also knocked to the ground.

"What are you jumping around for, clown?" The Burgundian ranger was beaten to the ground and rolled around.

Soon, all the mercenaries on the field were beaten all over the place, and there were gourds rolling all over the ground, and the mercenaries outside the venue were also a little frightened. It's one thing to get valuable martial arts guidance, it's another thing to be beaten all over the ground in front of everyone's eyes, and it's really a difficult choice to save face or lining. After waiting for about ten seconds for no one to play, the first female samurai stood up again.

"I'd like to ask for some more advice." She bowed slightly, in respect.

"Come on." Asker said.