Chapter Twenty-Six: The Battle of Pointing (I)
Merlin looked at Madea and smiled, "Okay, just let the horses come." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Madea took a deep breath and nodded, to be honest, Merlin was standing there, covered in flaws, but felt that as long as he attacked, he would be defended. There is no feeling of dead end at all. This is the first time Mad's experience has been in this situation. Pressure, yes, Merlin gave him a lot of pressure. His natural instincts told him that this man was dangerous.
Cold sweat left on Made's face. Looking at Merlin, he felt like an ancient beast.
Merlin frowned, and suddenly came to his senses. He entered the battle state and condensed a "momentum", and this invisible momentum put a lot of pressure on Made.
Merlin, who was the same, suddenly laughed. "What's the matter, if you don't come, I'll attack. ”
After saying that, Merlin also beckoned to Made.
Made's sudden feeling of tremendous pressure disappeared in an instant, but the feeling just now was real. But now Merlin was standing there as before, but without the pressure he had been before. Made: Take a deep breath, and no matter what, this pressure is gone, so it's okay to attack, right?
Mader took a stance, her sword raised above her head. "Look at the move!"
Made's huge fighting spirit was released, and he stepped forward hard.
Bang! The tremendous force had just made a deep footprint on the ground, and Mader approached Merlin very quickly. A horizontal slash slashed at Merlin.
Merlin activates the runes on his sword, and the increase in mana makes Merlin's attacks a notch. Quickly unleash his sword and block it in front of him. Ding--The sound of metal striking sounded.
Merlin raised his chin and looked at Made, Made's huge vindictiveness really startled him. Even in this era, there are geniuses~
Made's last time didn't pay attention to the small character of Merlin at all, and the last time it wasn't a fight in a public place. This time it's a real battle, and Mader will definitely use all her strength in this fight. What's more, the opponent is still an unfathomable Merlin. Although he was a junior mage, everything that happened made him unable to see through this guy at all.
The sword light flickered, and in just a few seconds, the two sides fought seven swords. Merlin finally sensed that something was wrong with Made. This guy is not particularly powerful, nor is he strong in fighting spirit. It's just that he's using swordsmanship!
In this era, swordsmen used their huge fighting spirit to produce powerful damage to defeat the enemy, and put their fighting spirit in the first place. However, when the fighting spirit has not yet completed the system, the development of swordsmanship is the mainstream of becoming stronger.
This is an ancient swordsmanship developed by various races in the past specifically for combat. Merlin smiled, no wonder he thought that Made's swordsmanship was similar to his own. It turned out that both of them were skill streams, but they didn't know what ancient swordsmanship he was using. Maybe it was developed after his own death.
Made's sword was as fast as water, and it was as if the power of each blow would stack.
Made's sword is just an ordinary light sword. Made's several slashes were ineffective, and she quickly retreated. Taking a deep breath, there was a rush towards Merlin.
Same as just now, the same horizontal slash. Merlin thought that this kid would play some new tricks, but was it still this trick?
At this moment, Made's eyes suddenly became sharp, and her left foot stepped forward to stop half of Merlin's body, and she turned her back to Merlin, and the sword slashed from Merlin's opposite direction!
"Got it!" said Made, with a loud reluctance to inflict massive damage on Merlin in this attack!
Merlin's eyes were full of disbelief, this guy was simply the reincarnation of the god of war! After only a few rounds of fighting me, he figured out my defense and attack routines, can he see things that ordinary people can't see?
It's about the feeling of fighting. In fact, Mader has the ability that others do not have, and his eyes, in addition to his natural dynamic vision, can also block out useless information.
People see things with their eyes and send information to their brains. But there are too many things and many colors, and the brain sometimes disposes of all the things that are seen in the eyes, and only receives the useful things that you are looking at, so as to achieve the effect of extreme concentration.
In the course of the battle, Mader will force his brain to exclude what he does not want to see, and his eyes are mainly Merlin, and his eyes are black and white. All superfluous colors are useless to Made. The sharpness of his five senses and his strong elemental affinity allow him to know what kind of skill his opponent is using.
Mader is a veritable genius in combat. Even in the ancient era of the gods, it would be favored by those gods, right?
The imaginary sound of striking flesh was not remembered, and Merlin's hilt was firmly against Made's slash.
"You're good, boy, you've seen through my swordsmanship in such a short amount of time. Merlin flicked Made's sword away and said slowly.
To be honest, the first time Mader encountered such a difficult enemy, she either quickly cleaned them up herself, or Merlin quickly cleaned them up last time. It's the first time I've met him with his swordsmanship.
Merlin shrugged, "It's time for me to attack, right?"
Made, taking a deep breath, "It's useless, I've seen through all your swordsmanship!"
Merlin smiled, "How do you know if you don't try?"
With that, Merlin quickly approached Marder using the Wind Walk, and Mader stared intently at Merlin's attack.
Merlin attacks Mader in the same way with a horizontal slash!
Mader blocks with a swing of her sword. But Merlin suddenly laughed. A strong force came through Made's stomach, and Madeh coughed dryly. was knocked out.
Merlin stood on one leg and stopped in the air on the other, "You should be on the lookout for my other attacks, too." ”
This blow to the knee Mader ate very tightly, wiped his mouth, Mader stood up and put on a stance. This time he didn't see it. The eyes don't deceive themselves in physical combat, but Merlin's knee hits arrive at the same time as the split second. He hides the knee under the plane of the slash. The eye can only see the sword, but not the knee under the sword.
This time, Madeke has seen it for a long time, and there is still this kind of attack. Who came up with such a despicable technique?