The black man's words did not comfort Charles.

Back in the cabin, the tired Charles did not immediately go offline, but lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

The silver-haired swordsman Alamil showed him a different world of warriors. It can be said that his previous impression of the mainland fighters in "Dawn" was the kind of brainless muscles wearing heavy armor. There are very few fighters like Alamier who have reached the pinnacle of skill and, more precisely, martial arts.

"Martial arts?"

"Silver Dragon Swordsmanship, Iron Star Stream, and this ancient and elegant sword art book in my hand, if the warrior can reach the height of Alamil after training, the victory rate against mages and warlocks may not be low......"

Charles couldn't help but think back to the details of Alamir's [Streamer] and [Sunlight] moves tonight.

If the player master these two moves, he may not be able to meet an opponent in the City Arena. And above the first-level and second-level basic moves, there is a powerful move like [Silver Annihilation], which even Alamil himself says cannot control, so you can imagine how terrifying the destructive power is.

The more I thought about it, the more itchy I became, so I simply put the four-ring magic scroll [Star of Avatar] again, and Xia Ergulu got up, took out the translation book of ancient Yaling swordsmanship, and carefully studied it against the magic light on the table.

The next night, although there was no advance agreement, Charles stood on the deck and waited for a while, and sure enough, he saw Alamil coming with a sword.

"Hey."

The second mate, Wood, beckoned and appeared in this corner. He was also accompanied by a woman in a pirate suit, with an exaggerated curved body that was convex and backward. The long fiery red hair was scattered. The whole person is full of charm. But the opposite of its feminine charm. Her pretty face was colder than Alamil.

"This lady is the team's third 'Ice Fist' Cherry, and she is also Lady DeLori's most trusted subordinate, and in a few years she may be in charge of one of the Ipugill family's fleets." Seeing Charles, the black man smiled and introduced.

'Ice Fist' Cherie nodded, crossed her arms and looked at Charles coldly: "I heard Wolfgar say that you are challenging His Excellency Alamil?" It's stupid. ”

She made no secret of her disdain, and instead, when her gaze swept over the silver-haired swordsman, the eyes of the third female pair swelled with frenzy. It's like being a fan.

When Charles saw her like this, he didn't know that this woman had love for Alamir, but unfortunately Alamir didn't respond in the slightest.

"Are you ready tonight?" Aramil asked, sword in hand.

"Have faith." Charles nodded.

"Come on, attack me!" Alamil held the sword obliquely, and the silver light armor covered him, making him even more upright and heroic.

Swish.

As soon as the silver-haired swordsman finished speaking, Charles drew his sword.

This sword is not a simple pick or stab, nor is it a loop sword sweep, but a kind of sword attack with reality in the void, and the void in the truth, if it is an ordinary opponent. You will definitely be confused by false tricks first, and then suffer heavy damage from weakness. However, Alamil did not move from the beginning to the end of Charles's sword, and finally held the blade of the 'Stormer's Prayer' between his fingers, with purple wires between his fingers.

"It's kind of interesting." Throwing off his sword, Alamil flicked off the arc of electricity wrapped between his fingers, revealing a bit of excitement.

Wolfgar and Cherie are inexplicable.

It was rare for the two to see Alamil's mood swings. In their eyes, Charles's sword just now was just a virtual and real move with two attacks, ordinary and unremarkable.

"Last night's research was in vain." Charles was in good spirits.

After the serious defeat last night, he could go back and take the translation of the ancient Yaling martial arts book, read it for a whole day, and even practiced in the cabin of the ship, in order to impress Alamil!

"Go on."

"Take out the results of your research for a day!" Alamil stared at Charr tightly, giving the impression of looking at his prey.

"Good!"

Charles took a deep breath, and the result of a night of research was that he had comprehended a new sword move.

[Sword of Trickery]!

Fairy Blade Genre Martial Arts moves!

Out of respect, Alamil finally took his sword and put on a defensive stance.

In the next second, Wufuga and Cherie saw Charles draw his sword.

They watched Charles draw his sword, but Alamil stared at Charles' feet, and at a glance saw through the core of Charles's swordsmanship, which was the subtle footwork.

In Alamir's eyes, a series of small broken step displacements when Charles stabbed the sword summed up as three points and one line, in an irregular refractive shape.

"The fourth point is me, is it also the sword that really strikes accurately?" Alamil thought, a subtle smile on his lips. If that's all there is, it would be too disappointing for him.

Laugh at.

The sound of a sword piercing the air drilled into his ears. Alamir's brow twitched, and he looked at the tip of the sword that stabbed straight into his head in surprise.

Is that really all there is to it?

Exquisite footwork may be able to fool many people, but Alamil, who has amazing skills in martial arts, can see the reality of footwork at a glance.

However, just as Alamil was feeling sorry, the sword that stabbed straight at him turned a corner!

It wasn't the sword that was turning, but the man with the sword, centered on Alamil's body, sliding like a whirlwind.

Both Wufgar and Cherly's eyes widened in surprise.

From their point of view, the Advent priest who was now wielding the sword was like a slippery snake, his right arm and body in a strange posture, but he maintained a delicate balance in the sliding step. However, such a posture does not appear clumsy and ugly, on the contrary, there is a kind of concentration and elegance.

Alamil's reaction was not unpleasant, and he could immediately see that the sword was aimed at the weakness of his body, and he was now flawed in addition to the front, left and right sides and behind him, and it was easy to follow the weak tap to knock him down with such a ring turn.

So, as soon as Aramil judged it, he jumped on his feet and jumped two or three meters off the deck, but the 'Stormer's Cry' brushed the soles of his boots and shaved off small pieces of black stuff.

"Bang"

The silver-haired swordsman fell back to the deck with a calm expression, while Wufgar and Cherie watched the battle with a look of disbelief on their faces.

The strength of the Holy Advent priest was clear to the two of them, and it was precisely because of this that the two of them were not in a calm mood. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for a professional who has not reached the exemplary level to force Alamil to the point of jumping defense.

At least, Wolfgar and Cherie don't think they can't. The inheritor of the Silver Dragon Sword Technique, known for his unparalleled lightness and fast sword, I don't know how many famous warrior monks and wanderers have been defeated in the hands of genius swordsmen over the years. As a result, Alamil has the title of Heroic Rank Undefeated in Waterdeep.

"What is this sword called?" Alamil asked earnestly.

"Sword of Trickery." Charles stood with his sword drawn, a tearing pain in the muscles of his legs and arms. This shows that his body tissues have not yet adapted to the 'Fairy Blade' school of martial arts.

"I can see that there's a strong elven flavor in the moves."

"Focused, elegant, but also deadly."

"If the target of your sword is changed to another professional, even if it is a half-hero professional, your sword may be stained with blood at this moment......"

Alamil said with regret.

Charles pursed his lips, not knowing what to answer. The genius swordsman was lamenting that the sword had failed after all, but he seemed to have forgotten that if the move did not fail, he would be the one who would be injured and disgraced.

However, judging from Alamir's words and deeds, Charles also concluded that this genius swordsman has the kind of martial arts idiot mentality.

"I am very satisfied with your sword, I will start teaching you the Silver Dragon Sword Technique now, I hope you can show another sword move to touch me tomorrow night." (To be continued.) )