Chapter 52: Swords and Swords

The sword was pointed at the burly foe, and Normer cocked his chin, and without saying a word, the provocation in his eyes was already overflowing.

Ivan Stipild, who also put on a casual posture, breathed suddenly, somewhat irritated, the strength of the young man's long sword was very surprising, he knew that the strength of the enemy in front of him was extraordinary, and he had tried to overestimate the strength of the opponent before making a move, he thought that this would be more than enough, but he didn't expect to really start face to face, only to realize that the young man was far stronger than he had expected, it seemed that the knife on the city wall before, he took advantage of the sneak attack and the instability of the enemy's feet, otherwise there would not be such a big advantage.

To be honest, he was a little anxious and frightened. Normer is more than ten years younger than him, and he can have such profound attainments in martial arts, and it will be even more incredible if he takes time to do it, and he can't take the boy tonight, so he won't even think about it in the future.

The only shortcomings exposed,It seems to be more than strong,Lack of flexibility,Take the low-end route of pure pursuit of strength,According to the martial arts,Learn and use this kind of play,It's usually a person with general personal qualifications and poor family background.,Covet a quick initial effect.,It's easy to suppress the benefits of opponents at the same level.,It's just that with the follow-up development and gradual advancement,The disadvantages of lack of stamina will be exposed more and more obviously.,Don't count on climbing to the pinnacle of martial arts.。

Far from it, the main army of the Vireni Empire is responsible for the "sharp arrow" part of the first battle, which is often composed of this type of so-called warriors, don't look at the name of the good-sounding, domineering, make people's blood boil all over, to put it bluntly, it is the number one cannon fodder, it is really going to war, they are included in the front line of charge, a sentence of nine deaths and one life is too optimistic, and ten deaths and no life is the most appropriate evaluation.

Could it be that the enemy who killed his brother also had the problem of being from a humble background, needing to throw his head and spill his blood, and rely on his military exploits to fight for a future?

The tyrannical nature and careful thinking temporarily overwhelmed the inner uneasiness, Ivan Stipild's eyes rose a strange red, which was a sign that he had raised his whole body to the peak state, this time, he went against the normal practice of drinking in advance, and strode forward in silence, under the full display of skill, one step was a deep footprint, almost in front of the young man, he raised his arm, and the dignified knife momentum brought a heavy knife wind, and slashed towards Normer's head.

The blade was still in mid-air, and the strong force condensed on it was already aggressive, like a boulder pressing on the top, pressing people to breathe.

Normo saw the power of this sword, and did not dare to be careless about the change of the enemy's tactics, and took a light step to adjust the position of the sword, the long sword was slightly up to meet the front, and the sword body was glorious and restrained, only a sword less than half a foot long flashed at the tip of the sword, and the speed of the sword was also deliberately slowed down, only slightly faster than the enemy's.

There was a muffled sound of "hum", and the slowly chopped war knife was lightly clicked under the tip of the long sword that came first, and the body of the long sword was slightly arched by the huge force, but for some reason, the war knife was like the seven inches of a poisonous snake being hit by a hunter, and the blade suddenly trembled, trembling and jumping.

This majestic and domineering knife was actually taken by the young man!

Ivan Stipild's face became even darker, and he continued to attack in silence.

The war knife danced again, and the still heavy knife momentum sealed the possibility of the young man moving left and right, Normer lightly relaxed his ape arm, the sword suddenly shrank, and the long sword that was about to cross the war knife suddenly turned around in the air, turning into a parallel knife body posture, and pasted the long knife between the electric light and flint, and the blade of the knife sank slightly, and even made a "sticky" word, and the menacing war knife full of great power swung aside.

The surging force attached to the knife suddenly fell into nothing!

The commander of the city guard who tried to draw his sword to defend back, the uneasiness in his heart became more obvious, and after two rounds of fighting, he was fast, and the boy was fast; he was slow, and the boy was slow. In general, the young man showed a wealth of practical experience far beyond his age, and at the same time he was steady and atmospheric, although his cultivation was still shallow, he faintly had a kind of grandmaster temperament that condensed the mountains, completely dispelling his previous judgment, how could he not feel frightened?

Grand Commander Ivan thought as he took a step forward and continued to attack.

As the battle progressed, Normer demonstrated a comprehensive and practical combat skill, as well as excellent on-the-spot judgment.

In the face of Ivan Stipild's constantly changing forms and tricks, the teenager can always make the right judgment at the first time, and then use a reasonable style of play to resolve it, blocking, blocking, checking, picking, picking, stabbing, teasing, hanging, smashing......

A long sword in Normer's hand conjured up the unique role and charm of each of the eighteen weapons, which made the commander of the city guard quite dazzled, almost thinking that he was dueling with eighteen completely different enemies.

The war knife made a sharp turn in the air, slashing towards Normer's lower body, just as the young man took the knife in a decent manner, Ivan Stipild suddenly sneered, his wrist flicked, and the fiery red knife instantly flew all over the sky, slashing quickly and slowly, up and down, seemingly chaotic, and more than ten knives were slashed in one breath!

At the same time, his steps changed rapidly, running around the boy quickly, the high-speed change of moves flashed with red afterimage, outlining a strange red trajectory in the air, and the temperature of the entire clearing instantly rose by dozens of degrees, as if in an instant, from late autumn to midsummer, and he was not in the jungle, but in the desert with extreme heat.

He had already used the secret of his vaunted fighting spirit.

Wrapped in the center of the strange sword, Normer was not in a hurry, his feet alternated and changed, no matter how fierce the opponent's offensive was, he always maintained a non-dictate standing style under his feet, taking the first step to occupy a favorable position, his upper body leaned forward slightly, the shield in his right hand adjusted the direction at any time with the light of the sword, and the sword in his left hand was raised to the height of his eyes, and he was not in a hurry to fight back, but every time he found the gap between the changes in Ivan Stipild's knife technique, he stabbed away, and often the commander of the city guard cut out two or three knives before he stabbed back a sword.

It's just that this seemingly difficult sword can always break the combination sword technique that the commander of the city guard army was very sure of at the last moment.

Ivan Stipild let out a long roar, and the pace of galloping around the boy became faster and faster, almost without touching the ground, the sword in his hand became more and more rapid, and the moves were more and more bizarre, the strength flickered and heavy, and the fiery red fighting spirit flickered in the darkness that had not yet completely faded, forming a winding and continuous brilliant light and shadow, he did not believe that he was so powerful that the young man could catch all of his fierce attacks.

There is also a morning light who is said to be equivalent to the young man's combat power from the side, she didn't come up to attack herself at the first time, which has already surprised Commander Ivan, the pressure of variables at any time is not small, and how dare she waste too much time on the young man alone.

With a heavy slash on the boy's shield, dragging the screak of long sparks, Knowmer finally took three steps back to avoid the edge, and the heel of the last step fell heavily to the ground, stomping out a rather deep depression, obviously a little unable to retract, but the footsteps were still steady, and there was no stumbling out of control.

The commander of the city guard army gasped, a round of rapid attack had exhausted all the combat power that he could concentrate on using in a short burst, at this time the old force had been exhausted, the new force had not been born, for a time it was more than enough and the strength was insufficient, and he could no longer form a pursuit momentum, he could only stare at the young man with wide eyes on the spot, and he was angry and helpless, the young opponent looked as if nothing happened, calm and calm, it was really unbelievable.

Just as his eyes flickered in disbelief, Normer let out a long breath of turbidity, then coughed lightly twice, his chest heaved violently, and he began to breathe heavily.

"Damn, I've been cheated again. ”

Ivan Stipild couldn't help but curse again, he couldn't remember the first time he had been teased by his opponent and he was unstable. This rapid attack was his full effort, and it was definitely the highest level he had learned in his life, although the boy was not injured, it was not a good time in the end, otherwise he would have turned around and fled in fright.

Taking a deep breath of the crisp night air, Ivan Stipild's figure flashed again, and he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands at the same time, and slashed at the boy's head and face.

This attack doesn't have any clever moves, and it doesn't pay attention to any rules, it's purely the most basic and the most common slash, quite like a street gangster brawl to compete who has more strength, who is more ruthless, and don't want to die.

Normer's kung fu and moves are simple and practical, and they are very effective in defusing his offensive, but they are quite rare, and it is difficult to tell which school or faction is doing it, let alone identifying its specific teachers and flaws.

Originally, he had a sense of "rats pulling turtles, and he didn't know where to start", but he got inspiration from the atmosphere that the boy just grew, and there was no need to suppress the opponent in terms of skills, just rely on the level advantage in strength to crush the past.

So he mustered up all his energy, and used Normer as a stake for practice, and chopped at the boy.

It should be said that Ivan Stipild was inspired by the way he adopted, and with his steady steps, slashing after slashing, the boy seemed to be overwhelmed by the sudden transformation of the city guard commander into a street hooligan, and he was quite constrained, and for a time he could not bother to use clever footwork and body skills to move and avoid, nor could he find the so-called flaws, so he had to take the stupid method of hard encounters to deal with it.

After a lively handover of weapons in "Ping Pong", the commander of the city guard army, who had the upper hand in absolute strength, once split the opponent and retreated, staggering left and right, showing an embarrassed posture.

The sun crept out of the farthest treetops, and the sun appeared along with the warmth and began to sway down the ground beneath them.

The dawn is beginning to appear, and the morning glow is full of sky.

The goddess of victory is already waving to herself, showing a charming smile, and with a little more effort, she can hack the murderer of her brother to death, and avenge her tragic death of Sayles.

The corners of Ivan Stipild's mouth were upturned, full of pride, so he shook his spirits, and was about to swing his sword to attack and chop off Solmer's head, when suddenly the young man who was still unable to defend blindly let out a clear roar, and the sword was full of light, and the fighting spirit of the sword rose from the tip of the sword by as much as a foot, and he was a sword that had just shown a fierce smile of victory!

I had no choice but to hurriedly raise my arm shield to block it, and the huge force from my arm changed the direction of the commander of the city guards, and pushed him back by as many as two steps after he was originally leaning forward to attack!