Chapter 45 No Comparison, No Victory.
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"Bellec, you're in charge of anti-spell scouting, especially spells like Eagle Eye and Probing Eye, Hierro, see where the crates are stacked? You grab your crossbow and lie down on the top of the highest chest, which should be the best view of the entire camp, and let Mallorca replace you in the middle of the night. ”
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Another order was issued, this warrior monk leader was an extremely cautious person, the order he gave was very detailed, it was not a senior adventure team, there would not be such a detailed arrangement, it seems that the other two chambers of commerce chose to hire them after careful consideration
It wasn't until most of the people had been ordered to leave that Valek turned his head to look at Darius, who had been waiting in the distance.
"You've been waiting for a long time, you're here to talk to me? The task of guarding the camp is not to be neglected, but you should be able to understand that I am the captain of this escort first, and then a warrior monk eager to exchange ideas. ”
"Yes, since you have said that the first part of the journey is the safest part of the journey, then we have enough energy and time to communicate, and if we enter the wilderness, I am afraid we will have to cherish every ounce of strength."
"Makes sense, it's true, come with me." Valek led Darius towards the open space at the edge of the camp, the whole camp had now faded away from the hustle and bustle, except for a few people who remained outside the tent, Valek walked over to a chest, opened it and fumbled for a while, then took out an object and threw it far away to Darius.
He caught it steadily, and then picked it up and saw that it was a long sword.
The silver-white scabbard, the pitch-black blade, and the not wide blade brought a heavy feel, this is a weapon made of rare metal, just as Darius wondered why he gave himself a weapon, he noticed the blade of the sword.
It's an unedged sword.
The warrior monk stood straight in the clearing, his deep voice reaching Darius's ears.
"Darius, at this moment, we are just exchanging and learning, stopping at the point, not betting on life and death, not comparing high and low, not deciding the winner, can you agree?"
Darius thought for a moment, and then understood, this warrior monk is not a person who can't afford to lose, but as the captain of the escort team and the leader of the mercenary group, his first task is to maintain the safety of the caravan, and fight with people, if he misses, it will deal a big blow to his prestige in the team. It will also bring unnecessary trouble to the subsequent trip.
If you have to divide the highs and lows, everyone will come up with the ability to press the bottom of the box, which may cause unnecessary casualties.
This is also why he brought Darius to a remote place, in addition to trying not to disturb the people who were already resting in the camp, and not wanting to be watched by people is also a big reason, because in this crowded competition, it is difficult to stop at the point.
Darius put down the decapitating sword he was carrying on his back, waved the bladeless sword in his hand a few times, and then nodded, "Don't bet on life and death, don't compare high and low, don't decide the winner, I agree." ”
After Darius finished saying the three words "I agree", a compelling momentum came from the warrior monk's body.
It was a feeling that only the parties could experience, Valek obviously didn't make any moves, just simply stopped there, but Darius clearly felt that he had been locked.
It's like a lamb being targeted by a wolf.
This is the consciousness of the warrior, the sixth sense cultivated in countless battles, he quickly entered the state, because he had no combat experience with the warrior monk, Darius used a defensive position in military swordsmanship, staring at Valek, waiting for the warrior monk's move.
Valek's legs bent slightly, and then suddenly straightened, as if he had put a spring on his legs, and the whole person rushed towards Darius, his strong body with an afterimage, and his left fist mixed with the howling wind, blasted towards him with amazing momentum.
So fast!
This was Darius's first reaction, he didn't even have time to wave his hand and slash, he just subconsciously blocked his fist with the spine of his sword, and with a dull sound sounded, Darius retreated several steps in a row before he barely stabilized his footing.
But the warrior monk's attack came again.
This time it's whiplegging.
The monk's trousers were tied tightly with leggings, and his feet were just ordinary cloth shoes, but Darius knew that if he was hit by this kick, it would be no less than being kicked by a man in iron boots.
So Darius swept towards the monk's leg with a blow, and if the monk's kick was solid, although the sword did not open, Darius did not believe that his leg was harder than metal.
But at this moment, the warrior monk's leg was unbelievably retracted, and then from the bottom up, he kicked at the spine of the sword that swept over, and the thick metal sword body let out a painful scream, and the long sword produced a violent bend visible to the naked eye.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the warrior monk leaped forward and approached Darius, already within easy reach.
Darius was suddenly startled, it was not a joke to be close to a boxing master, and the iron man had to be beaten into scrap iron after a set of combination techniques, and saw the bandaged fist smashed over with Gangfeng, his black power came out of his body, combined with the [Heavy Weapon Impact], a black wave of qi burst out, forcing the close warrior monk back for a distance.
The battle between the electric and flint was a little embarrassing, but it was exactly what he wanted!
This is different from the beastly instinctive combat moves of the lizardmen, nor is it the superficial fighting skills of the gangsters in the XC area, but the real boxing technique, which has been summarized by countless people in the practice of fighting, and after thousands of tempering, it is finally extracted to form a complete routine of attack skills.
That simple whip leg, a change of move, a straight punch, are all running for their own shortcomings and flaws, the timing of punches and kicks, the coherent release of moves, without any jerky, all the most reasonable choice, this is the biggest gap between yourself and the real strong.
To make up for this gap, it is very difficult without a lot of training and systematic teaching, because a person's wisdom cannot be comparable to that of countless excellent martial artists. One person's experience is not as good as the experience of countless people in countless battles.
But Darius wasn't worried, because he was still young. Now that I'm aware of this, I have plenty of time to build up on this area.
And the battle with Valek was the beginning of it all.
Darius clenched his sword, and the black energy converged on the tip of the sword, bringing up a black scratch that cut through the air like tearing a canvas and stabbed at the strong warrior monk.
[Rush] + [Arc Cutting]
He took the initiative to kill it!