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Morgaret shouted, "Dark, you're not a swordsman at all!"

He was really happy for a moment when Duck came to him with his sword. But the happiness only lasted for a while, and Dark's swordsmanship could already be described as unsightly. His movements were direct and reckless, and most of the time he was even rushing to exchange injuries for injuries.

This guy is not suitable for a sword at all, a sledgehammer and an axe are suitable for such a reckless man.

"Bump—"

Mowglitte's sword, though longer than his entire body, did not affect his movements in the slightest. The blade rubbed into a spark, and the two of them had already struck from the initial elevator to several high platforms. At first they were apprehensive about traps, but as the battle grew anxious, they didn't bother to bother with the noisy elevators.

In terms of swordsmanship, Morgaret felt that Duck was not even a beginner, and if it weren't for his rough-skinned ability, he would have been able to take him down with just one combination. However, there are no ifs, and Duck knows his sigil very well and is very good at using his abilities.

No swordsman would be ready to kick his opponent in a duel - at least not Mowglitte. Dak's moves are unsightly, unadorned slashes that don't fit in with the bear hug, uppercut, and other moves, but they're actually very effective.

The sword wound he inflicted had little effect on Dark, but the opponent's punch and kick attack was real. For a moment, Mowglitte couldn't figure out how to take down this opponent who didn't make a normal move.

"That's all you can say for someone like you who hasn't been on the battlefield. Duck scoffed.

On the battlefield, there is no such thing as a good weapon. In the years when the war was at its highest, soldiers who did not cut their weapons were embarrassed to say that they had been on the battlefield. It was a battle of hundreds, if not thousands, of men, and a bent over could have been shot into a sieve by enemy archers. They're always picking up what to use for.

Mowglitte could never have imagined the horror of war.

Although he is a handful of age, it is true that he has not officially been on the battlefield. In the year of the Great Conscription, it was said that this man had been conscripted into the army, but it didn't take long for him to be brushed off by the army because of his style. The army's evaluation of him is: his strength is not high, and his ambition is not small. Soon after he joined the army, he hoped to have his own order.

It is true that there are people who receive the Order as soon as a recruit joins the army, but there is only one.

- Alyssa, a name that is familiar at all times.

In fact, when Alyssa went to the front, Duck had been on the battlefield for almost ten years, and he was used to seeing life on the battlefield. So he never looked down on those people in the academy, those moves were like a mold carved out of the new recruits when they first came to the army, they were all very arrogant, but after a few days, most of them died on their self-esteem and arrogance.

The Furnace Academy teaches students all sorts of practical techniques, but never teaches them what to do if they lose their weapons on the battlefield and multiple enemies rush at you.

It is no exaggeration to say that more than twenty percent of the "elites" of the Wind Furnace Academy died on this.

Duck despised these inexplicable pride, so he was even more disgusted with Mowglitte, who was eager to tell the rest of the world how superb his swordsmanship was as soon as he was conscripted into the army. Correspondingly, Morgaret also looked down on them for their lack of skill in combat...... However, the person he is most unaccustomed to should be Elisa.

After Duck used brute force to force Mowglitte back, he suddenly laughed, "I heard that you challenged Alyssa before you were kicked out of the army, right?"

The issue of style is naturally the official statement, no matter how much Mowglitte is self-sufficient, his strength can be called the top among the recruits, and only a few people who have experienced the war know the hidden secret. At that time, Duck and his knights happened to be returning to the imperial capital to report the battle on the front, and they happened to hear the news.

Whenever Morgridle was drunk, she would shout Alyssa's name out loud. Others don't know, but Duck knows that this is the other party's heart disease all along.

"How did it turn out?" he asked knowingly.

Of course, the "academy" he looked down on did not include Alyssa. No one dared to look down on Elisa, at that time Elisa was in the most unstable period due to the "Hundred Winds" farewell mood, before she enlisted in the army, the "Academy Center" submitted no less than three secret letters, hoping that the expeditionary force would not pass Elisa's request, but all of them were rejected by Henry V, who was eager to end the war.

"Don't put that woman's name in front of me!"

Hearing this, Mowglitte's tone changed suddenly, and his attack with ease turned into a stormy attack in an instant, and the white flames on the broad-bladed sword burst out. When he swung his sword, his face was hideous, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart over the years - "She is a shame for a swordsman to use the inscription in a sword fight!"

Morwriet has been haunted by this for many years.

It is true that he was kicked out of the army not because of "style problems", but because of physical reasons. His duel with Alyssa wasn't even a duel at all, and the battle took place in the port city, which was a makeshift port before the Kingdom of Tarun was built. Alyssa rejected him several times, and that time, he finally had enough of it and tried to force Alyssa to fight him in a sneak attack.

For so many years, as soon as Mowglitte closed his eyes, the scene would come to him - Alyssa didn't even turn around, the otherwise calm sea level suddenly became turbulent, and the tumbling waves coalesced into the arms of a giant, and pressed him into the sea.

He doesn't remember what happened next.

When he woke up, he was lying in the middle of the line that had been transported back to the imperial capital from the front, unconscious from the waist down. Although the doctors kept him from being paralyzed, his perennial hunchback was also the result of that battle.

"That's not a swordsman's fight!" Morwritte reasserted that he couldn't afford to lose, but Elisa's attitude of not even using a sword deeply hurt his self-esteem as a swordsman.

At the same time, it also made him understand the power of the engraving.

"By the way, you're not a swordsman. "It was as if Morwritte had suddenly had an epiphany, and he was so annoyed that this unknown Duck dared to mock him about it!—"Make no mistake, Alyssa has never beaten me in swordsmanship!"

Perhaps because of Alyssa, he grew more and more disgusted with people who used the inscription in duels.

But if the opponent is not a swordsman, there is not so much attention.

"I've been working my sword skills for many years, not to deal with someone like you who isn't even an entry-level person, I need to end this fight quickly - that young man named Tyre Cyrus is the opponent I'm waiting for!"

"Tsk, that's why I don't like people like you. Duck snorted, and white flames rose - a feud between two people who didn't like each other.

Morwritte raised his broadsword gloomily, his movements so direct that the muscles of his arms tensed as if he were performing an ordinary slash. Dark's pupils shrank as he set up a posture to meet the attack, and he felt that he was dazzled. When Mowglitte faced him, it seemed that the whole thing was dissolved in the slash, and the broad-bladed sword flashed with a black light, and the black light turned into an overwhelming ghost face in the blink of an eye.

"Bump—"

The blade breaks.

Along with the chain behind Dark's back and the column that led to the three-story dome, were also broken.

"Boom. ”

Duck felt the ground begin to loosen beneath his feet, and as the columns broke, the platform that supported them lost its pillars and fell straight to the ground.

"In order to win Alyssa, I worked so hard to get the current inscription!"

Mowglitte, who stopped on another high platform, was very pleased with his "masterpiece" - "If the opponent is not a swordsman, it is not against my principles to use the inscription...... Dark, this sword is just for you to appreciate Uncle Ben's 'super' sword skills, and the next sword should be slashed at you!"

Speaking of rising, Morwritte suddenly raised her voice: "With this mark, there is nothing in this world that I can't cut off! Even if that woman uses the waves against me again, I can cut off the waves!"