Chapter Eighty-Six: A Fierce Blow
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"You humans all have a ruthless spirit from the heart, and that's what makes you the most powerful. ”
Agrian once said this to Sean.
But what is the potential of human beings?
With the sword just now, the two people rushed forward at the same time, and after the sword exchanged, Crazy Jack directly split Victor and staggered back, and the difference in strength between the two sides was very obvious.
Now with this sword, Crazy Jack, who has tasted the sweetness, continues to rush, but the thin Victor makes a move that makes everyone wonder.
He raised his sword high and stood there to meet the enemy.
"Obviously not strong enough, but he still gave up the bonus brought by the rapid impact, is this kid scared stupid or is he just dying?" muttered in surprise to the big nostrils.
"*** son, die!"
In Crazy Jack's opinion, the opponent was obviously frightened by his might, so he put on such a stupid appearance, his powerful sword could definitely split him in half from head to toe.
"This kid has finally opened his mind. ”
Only Sean knew that Victor's standard offensive stance when facing the enemy meant that he had finally broken through the shackles of his body and knew how to mobilize the power that truly belonged to him and unleash his full potential.
In other words, Victor finally lit the fire in his heart.
This is the only way to attain true power.
Boom!
The two swords clashed again, with a loud and piercing bang, and sparks flew in all directions.
It turned out to be the exact opposite.
Victor didn't move, but Crazy Jack took a big step back!
"Hiss......" Not only the big nostrils now, but even the other guards he brought with him could see that something was wrong, why did that thin boy suddenly have so much strength?
Rebecca covered her mouth with her hands, trying not to exclaim excitedly, but her eyes were already full of tears, her brother grew up and was about to become a hero like his stepfather!
With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Sean looked at the little fat man with the bright armor sword opposite him like a dead man.
Helen was looking at Victor with great satisfaction, sincerely happy for the progress of her little brother, but as soon as she tilted her head to see Sean's expression, she immediately changed to a face with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and looked at the big nostrils of the heavily armored bronze helmet opposite like a dead man.
Mad Jack looked at the sword in his hand with a blank expression.
I saw that a huge opening was made on the blade of the big sword in his hand, almost cutting off the broad sword body, which looked shocking.
It made him unable to believe his eyes.
As Viscount Delman's most doted child, he naturally knew the origin of this two-handed sword, and had experienced the power of this sword when he was training with the samurai at home before, and he never thought that he would use his body to wield this sword with all his strength to fight with people, and there would be a moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking.
How did this happen?
Obviously, his strength was greater, and the first swing of his sword just now slashed the kid who dared to resist him to pieces.
Obviously, he cleverly used the power bonus brought by the rapid forward rush, but the other party swung his sword on the spot like an idiot.
But it turned out that the boy from the secret prostitute was standing calmly and leisurely.
The man who was slashed in embarrassment was replaced by him.
What had happened in this moment was completely beyond his knowledge and comprehension, and he couldn't understand why a sword swung by a person who looked so thin could have so much power that he could barely parry.
If he could calm down and observe and think carefully, maybe he would be able to see some clues that "the situation has changed" from the sharp eyes on Victor's face opposite, the momentum like a rainbow, and the anxious look of the big-nosed knight next to him, so that he could plan his next move more carefully.
But who is he?
Crazy Jack!
The stupid son of the lord's family, the little overlord of Qingquan Town, the wine bag and rice bag in the eyes of the guards, and the evil in the eyes of the lords.
A piece of in Sean's eyes.
Can you expect to think?
Especially a piece of that has been pampered since childhood, and lives in flattery all day long.
Right now, this piece of looked at the sword in his hand that had been broken open, his face became more and more hideous, he had never been so embarrassed, especially the kid in front of him who easily stood in place and split him back and made him lose face, it was simply a shame.
What will you do if you get angry.
Of course, it is to attack the other party in the simplest, crude and primitive way.
Annoyed, Mad Jack had completely forgotten the sword skills and moves he had learned, and he took a sharp step forward, cursing incessantly, raising his right leg viciously and kicking Victor in anger.
The big nostril slapped his forehead heavily, and the armor on his wrist collided with the helmet with an echoing crunch, and the huge change in the momentum on Victor's body Crazy Jack could see it completely, although he couldn't see it.
Obviously, this amazing little boy through his own psychological construction in the duel, armed himself with a spirit of indomitable death, and stimulated his greatest potential, coupled with the extremely strange sharp sword, his strength has soared, and his little master can't even say whether he can defeat others, and he actually emotionally uses this flawed move to attack the other party, which is simply extremely stupid.
Sean easily hugged his shoulders and observed the arena with great interest, wanting to see how Victor, who was still relatively inexperienced, would react to his opponent's unconventional attack tactics that "did not follow the routine".
The super-savvy Victor did not disappoint Sean.
Ever since Mad Jack rushed over with his sword raised, he had been staring at his opponent's every move, and although he drew strength from his father's faith and successfully slashed them back, Victor knew that with his current strength, the tall and stout Mad Jack was still a fierce opponent. When dealing with such an opponent, you must be calm and wait for him to make a mistake because of conceit, contempt or arrogance.
The moment was not long in coming.
In the face of Crazy Jack's angry and ferocious kick, Victor did not choose to dodge, because he knew that blindly dodging would only make the opponent more arrogant.
He wants to defeat the other party from the front and without any suspense.
At this moment, Victor's swordsmanship training, which he gritted his teeth and persevered in since he was six years old, played a crucial role, and between the lightning and flint, he made the most reasonable response.
I saw that he tightly grasped the hilt of the forbidden blood sword with both hands, and slammed down like lightning, and the hilt of the all-iron sword was like an eye, and it accurately smashed on the part of the inner thigh that Crazy Jack raised that was not protected by chain mail.
Bang.
Everyone watching the scene couldn't help but shake their thighs.