CHAPTER XXXIII

The challenge is ongoing

Looking at the silver mercenary who rushed towards him with a fierce sword, Lorist's mind flashed more than a dozen ways to knock out his opponent in an instant. But no, last night El and Shi Fatzi's plea still echoed in their ears: "Uncle, I call you Uncle Locke, okay? You have to give others a little room to play! Don't let the challenger lie down as soon as you look at it! It's okay to perfunctory the opponent a few times, and it is thrilling to win, making it seem that the opponent can almost win, and you just happen to win, and you are lucky to win, so that more and more people will bet, not like no one is buying you to lose now." It's not easy to open a plate, brothers, you have to be considerate!"

Okay, it's time to act, but my brother really doesn't know how to act, although the attack of the silver mercenary in front of him is fierce, there are many empty doors that can be exposed. Lorist not only has to resist the urge to knock down his opponent, but also cooperate with his opponent to make the illusion of being forced to dodge, which is really difficult......

Seven years as a soldier in his previous life left a deep imprint on Lorist, he was not a machine soldier, a logistics soldier, he had really seen blood, and his men had several lives. Although those seven years were a prosperous era of harmony and peace on the surface, there were not many small-scale crossfires such as border clashes that broke out in secret, the arrest of terrorists, and the encirclement and annihilation of drug dealers. The experience left by blood and fire to soldiers is to kill the enemy with one blow, and the faster and less effort to destroy the enemy is the best way to keep yourself and your comrades on the battlefield, even if the enemy is dead, you have to make up for it to confirm whether you are playing dead. So now Lorist also thinks so, knocking out the opponent as soon as possible in the duel is the best choice.

In the eyes of the people watching the battle in the stands, the silver mercenary in the ring successfully suppressed Lorist with a round of thunderous fast attack, didn't you see that Lorist was a little scrambling to avoid? In this way, Locke seems to be a little caught off guard by the onslaught, and it is extremely difficult to deal with...... Many well-intentioned people in the stands have taken this to heart, and as long as they confirm it again in the next duel, they can know whether this will become a weakness of Locke's teaching.

When this silver mercenary exposed his chin in front of him again, Lorist couldn't help it, his right foot turned into a solid step, his left heel was up, his body shook, his right shoulder shrank, and the whole figure was as agile as a swimming fish, and he pulled in the distance from his opponent at once. The silver mercenary's sword swept over his shoulder, and Lorist flicked his wrist upwards and slashed lightly across his opponent's chin. The silver mercenary staggered forward a few steps, shook a few times, and then fell to the ground with a "click".

Shi Fatzi hurriedly rushed to the ring, leaned over to check it out in surprise, and announced loudly: "The jaw was hit and I was unconscious." The next challenger is ready to play. ”

Shi Fatzi beckoned the medical staff below to come up and raise the person's head, and quickly whispered to Lorlist: "Well done, just stick to it, let the next challenger see the hope of winning." But you have to be careful not to hit your chin all the time, lest the people in the stands find out that you can handle it easily......"

Well, twenty challengers a day, five minutes each, that's a hundred minutes, and another twenty minutes of delay, a full two hours, should make the spectators in the stands feel like it's worth a small silver coin fare. Alas, Lorist lamented, and if this went on, the duel would become a show.

Since the end of the first duel with Violet Academy, Lorist heard from Shi Fat that there were only twenty opponents on the challenge day. asked to change it to fifty people, and sent these challengers away as soon as possible, and settled himself as soon as possible. However, this request was rejected by the college. The reason is simple. Challenge Day is the opening of the academy to the outside world, and just the spectators sitting in the stands can make the academy earn more than a dozen gold coins at a time, plus the income from lottery snacks and drinks, forty or fifty gold fords are more than enough at the end of the day. Now the finance department of the academy can't wait for this challenge day to be held until the sky is old, and they are only worried that there will not be enough challengers, where will they agree to Lorlist's request to increase the number of opponents and compress the dueling schedule?

Sure enough, the next few challengers without exception adopted the strategy of attacking as soon as they came up, but in the eyes of Lorist's dynamic vision, these sword momentum that seemed to others to be as urgent as the wind, as sudden as rain, and as fast as lightning was so clear and recognizable, if it was a life-and-death duel, he could break into the sword momentum at any time and pierce the opponent's heart with a sword. But now, it's just a parry.

There is already more than one opponent who wants to use the rank gap between the strength of silver and black iron to overwhelm Lorist, at least there are many silver mercenaries who want to use the sword light emitted by the long sword in their hands to cut off Lorlist's sword, without the sword Lorist will become a toothless tiger, and will naturally admit defeat. No matter how strong the sword in Lorist's hand is, as long as Lorist's fighting spirit is still a black iron rank, it will not be able to send out the sword, and it will not be able to compete with the sword of the silver mercenary.

However, how could Lorist let them get their wish, every time they parried two swords to strike, the sword in Lorlist's hand was even picked and wiped, and they all intersected on the spine of the sword, skillfully avoiding the slashing of the sword, making the opponent angry and helpless.

Sighs in the stands kept ringing, today's Locke Coach won several times were so thrilling, but it was a pity that his opponent fell short every time, and several mistakes were caused by themselves, and the result was that Locke Coach seized the opportunity to lay the victory. If these silver mercenaries can be careful and add some good luck, it is really difficult to say who will kill the deer. It seems that Locke is really not good at dealing with the onslaught of the opening scene.

It wasn't until a silver-starred mercenary launched a fierce attack as soon as he came on the field that Lorist was. Please, big brother, are you good at fighting spirit of the earth attribute, you are holding a heavy sword and a shield, and you should be taking the road of guardian protection, which door are you putting up to attack? Shrink behind the shield and rush straight over, do you really see which direction I am standing in?

Lorist took a few steps forward, moved sideways, and with a hook of his legs, the silver mercenary with his sword and shield tripped and fell on his stomach. Lorist stomped on his back, drew his sword and placed it on his shoulder, and slapped it twice. Listening to the laughter and scolding from the stands, the silver mercenary got up from the ground with a red face, picked up his shield and ran down from the ring like a sword.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......" The sound of sword strikes like a torrential rain continued to sound in the ring.

This is the last challenger today, a middle-aged mercenary in his forties, with the strength of three stars of silver. Unlike the challenger before him, he did not take a fierce attack after taking the stage, but was fully prepared to defend and wait for Lorist to come up.

This is also the most decent challenger today, Lorist has already attacked three times, but he can't break through the defense of this middle-aged mercenary. Lorist was interested, and while constantly wandering around the middle-aged mercenary, he carefully looked at the opponent in front of him.

The middle-aged mercenary has a calm face, a long and calm breath, his feet are one in front of the other, the stride is very small, and the whole person is calm and relaxed, not in a hurry. Whenever Lorist was about to swim to his side, his feet slid slightly, and they turned into a confrontation.

This is a real master, and it is estimated that it is not far from being promoted to the gold rank. And there must have been a lot of life and death scenes, not alarmed, calm in the face of things, and the foundation of swordsmanship is very solid. Lorist attacked three times just now, and several swords posed a mortal threat to the middle-aged mercenary. However, the middle-aged mercenary relied on the instinctive reaction of his body to block these swords. As Lorist once said, this opponent has mastered the eight basic movements of swordsmanship to the point that it has become an instinctive reaction of the body, so that he can block the deadly attacks of those swords just now.

Lorist stood still and solemnly greeted the middle-aged mercenary: "Hello, my name is Norton Lorlist. It's been an honor to play against you. ”

This is the first time that Lorist has reported his name to his opponent in the ring, if nothing else, because the middle-aged mercenary is a respectable opponent, no matter who can practice the basic movements of swordsmanship to such a point, it is worthy of respect.

The middle-aged mercenary was stunned, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly in return: "Hello, I'm Guray Bodfinger." It's also an honor to play against you. ”

Lorist waved the sword in his hand: "Be careful, I'm going to attack again." ”

This time, Lorist did not attack as he did the three times just now, but pressed forward step by step, adopting a steady and steady strategy, forcing the middle-aged mercenary to see the trick and fight with him. In the dynamic visual induction, every parry and counterattack of the middle-aged mercenary is a gap, as long as he changes his moves halfway, the opponent will definitely not be able to respond, creating a favorable opportunity for himself to win.

However, this middle-aged mercenary named Grey Bodfinger was extremely experienced, and he retreated step by step, dissolving Lorist's strong combo that was pressing step by step, leaving no chance to take advantage of it. Lorist's sword momentum changed, and after a round of rapid attacks, he rubbed himself and pounced, obviously wanting to attack close to him.

The middle-aged mercenary's face changed, and he let out a deep sigh, and the long sword in his hand soared, slashing down obliquely. Lorist's forward momentum continued unabated, and the long sword in his right hand turned diagonally to pick up the sword momentum. The middle-aged mercenary let out a sigh of relief, and saw Lorist hurriedly retreating to open the distance, but he heard the sound of a sword unsheathed, and the cold light flashed in front of him, and a short sword was dangerously resting next to his neck. It turned out that Lorist pulled out the short sword at his waist with his left hand, which was much more than the middle-aged mercenary expected.

The middle-aged mercenary's body stiffened, and the long sword in his hand was put down: "I lost." I forgot this sword at your waist......"

Lluster withdrew his sword: "You are very powerful, and you are the only one who has forced me to pull out the second sword in the duel so far." ”

"A loss is a loss, and there is no excuse to find. The middle-aged mercenary smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your mercy, I have benefited a lot from today's battle, I will leave first." ”

The middle-aged mercenary walked out of the ring without looking back. Sighs of disappointment rang out from the stands, shredded lottery tickets kept falling in the air, and the crowd of spectators cursed and began to leave. All this is already a commonplace scene this month.

In fact, if Lorist uses an inch of strength to burst, he can directly forcibly break through the defense of the middle-aged mercenary within three moves and two styles, but then it will be difficult to control the strength, and it is likely to cause serious injuries to the opponent. Although it is inevitable to be injured in the duel, Lorist has entered the realm of dark energy, and it can be said that he is a crushing opponent against a silver-level fighting master, not a rank gap at all. If you can avoid casualties, Lorist will try to avoid it, but she will be stunned, which is why Lorist likes to hit the opponent's chin.

Fat Shi got into the ring, looked at the thoughtful Lorist and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lorist said: "That middle-aged mercenary just now is a real master, if it were you or El, he would definitely not be able to please him." He is more skilled than most of the Silver Instructors in our Academy. ”

Shi Fatzi said: "You still need to say that I was shocked to see it below just now, for fear that you would accidentally plant it." This duel is really exciting, I've never seen you play against someone with so many moves. ”

"You can't lose if you lose, you have to have faith in me, just to make it look like I won very lucky and thrilling, so I delayed it a little longer. I feel so tired after today's twenty duels, I really shouldn't listen to you, and the duel has to be pretended. Lorist complained.

"Okay, everything is for money, brother, just bear with it for everyone's wealth. By the way, today is the college's payday, and you haven't gone to the finance department to get it, have you? Shi Fatzi said.

Lorist remembered the last time he paid the bill, and said angrily: "Don't expect me to pay the bill." Last time, there was a fat man who even ate and took it, and it was really shameless......"