Chapter 33: Faith is better than honor
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That's how Ian is feeling at this time.
He thought that the other party was just a member of the ill will towards the criminals, and after he had explained it, he still angrily rebuked the other party for his hypocrisy. As a result, this old-fashioned conservative person really just wanted to have a sword fight with himself.
He doesn't even care about his reputation.
This made Ian, who obviously misunderstood the other party, very embarrassed.
"Why?" Ian asked, surprised, "It doesn't do you any good of that." β
"I want my juniors to know that if you give up the courage to challenge an enemy just because he is strong, then they are not worthy of being knights again!" Ai Wenyi said righteously.
"Of course, although I don't have a good opinion of the sinners, I don't deliberately embarrass them. Saying that, he slowed down: "After all, they don't have an easy life. β
"Are you willing to abandon your reputation for this?" sighed Ian. Although this guy is a bit stereotyped, it is really difficult for a person with persistence to make people feel bad.
"A knight's faith is far more important than his reputation," said Aven, who took the same stance as Theodore yesterday.
Although this stance is different from the most standard stance, Ian knows that it is not because the opponent's swordsmanship is not as good as Theodore's, but because he already has something of his own in his swordsmanship.
The young man has already embarked on his own path.
"I see!"
Looking at the knight in front of him, Ian turned his head sideways and threw an apologetic look at Phil.
Phil doesn't agree with him showing his true strength in front of the world, but in the face of such a knight, Ian really hopes that he can at least give him something back, and vent some guilt for questioning the other party's character.
Fei'er closed her eyes and reluctantly acquiesced to his decision. She knew that even if she didn't agree with the teenager on stage, he would still choose to do so.
In this regard, Ian smiled and turned his head to also put on his own starting hand - the starting hand of the guidance battle!
But this time, no one was able to let out any boos.
Because Ian no longer suppressed his momentum, with the swing of his long sword, the natural master's bearing was revealed, which made people's hearts shocked.
"How is this possible?" a 16-year-old swordsmanship master......"
A knowledgeable cadet from the knights' department was already muttering bitterly.
"Don't get me wrong. Ian, who already knew the meaning of this starting move from his friend, explained to the other party, "I didn't mean to insult you, this is my swordsmanship." β
Each master of swordsmanship has his own style of swordsmanship and a unique way of starting out. As Ian from another world of information explosions, he certainly knows that only what is best for him is truly the best.
Phil has been teaching him only some basic swordsmanship for the past three years, although these foundations are full of characteristics that belong to Phil, but it is not difficult for Ian to find the part that suits him after he is familiar with these foundations, and remove the part that is not suitable for him.
This is also the reason why Phil is often shocked by his talent.
If the realm of Ian Sword Master is false, then the realm of the Sword Master is genuine, and it is not false at all.
"It seems that the real arrogant person is me!" said Evan solemnly. But having said that, his eyes became more focused than ever, even if he was facing a master of swordsmanship, he had to fight against it.
"Please. Ian gestured to the other party that he had no intention of attacking first.
Evan nodded, calming down, the tip of his sword trembling slightly, trying to find the best angle to attack. However, in the opponent's seemingly flawed starting move, he felt that he could not find any real flaws, as if any rash attack would be met with a deadly counterattack from the other party.
Attacking and defending.
This is Ian's style of swordsmanship.
Although he is extremely envious of Fei'er's extreme killing sword, his personality is peaceful, not easy to offend, and he is not a domineering type like Fei'er, so he is almost not Fei'er's opponent at all. But under Fei'er's ultimate attacking sword, he also gave birth to the most suitable swordsmanship style for himself.
It's a pity that this style doesn't work when fighting demons.
But against humans, that's a different story.
At this time, Ai Wen was already in a cold sweat, and he knew that if he continued to stalemate like this, his own will would be dragged down first. He laughed self-deprecatingly in his heart, it was too unrealistic to try to see through the flaws of a swordsman master in this way.
He made the decision to attack, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and in the opposite direction, he attacked the opponent's seemingly most well-defended place.
Ian's eyes flashed with appreciation, and he didn't dwell on his opponent's flaws, which is worth affirming.
He moved slightly, and with a slight swing of his long sword, he led the opponent's long sword to the other side when the two swords clashed, and then the wooden sword in his hand slashed diagonally against the opponent's blade, straight towards the opponent's neck.
Ai Wen's hair rose at this moment, he didn't expect that this sword alone would put him in an absolute disadvantage, looking at the wooden sword that slashed at his neck in front of him, he was able to dodge it with a backward lean.
But at this moment, he knew that he had lost, because his opponent had already easily turned around and came to his back, as long as the opponent gently raised the long sword in his hand upward, he would inevitably see the tip of a wooden sword pointed directly at his throat the moment he barely turned around!
Thinking like this, Aven, who had no choice but to do so, turned around with a wry smile, ready to face his defeat.
But to his surprise, what he saw when he turned around was not what he had expected.
The other party just stood not far away, smiling and standing still.
"You ......"
Evan let out a voice in surprise, he certainly wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that a master swordsman would make such a mistake. So since he didn't choose to defeat himself just now, he must have done it on purpose.
But why, why should the other party show mercy?
"The tip of your sword is slightly higher, and the speed at which you unleash your sword is fast, but the speed at which your body advances cannot keep up. Ian smiled and said, "The next attack will lower the tip of the sword and slower the speed of the sword, so that it will be smoother." β
Then, Ian looked the other man in the eye and raised his sword to signal, "Come again." β
He's coaching himself!
Evan finally knew why the other party did this, and he wanted to correct his swordsmanship.
Although the other party is only 16 years old, he is a real swordsmanship, and a swordsmanship master is willing to guide his own swordsmanship shortcomings in actual combat, such an opportunity is so rare.
Having figured this out, Evan took a stance again, only this time it was no longer the previous assault stance.
He leaned sideways, his right hand reaching out the tip of his sword diagonally downward, and then leaning back up diagonally in front of him.
This posture also has its implications.
This is the etiquette of the disciples.