Chapter 161: Sword Match

After seeing off the old man, Lance said goodbye to Pastor Martin and went to her favorite "Redbeard" sausage shop with Roxani for a feast. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, after eating, Lance dragged the unfinished Loxani back to Starlight Castle. When I arrived at Starlight Castle, it was already past 2 o'clock in the afternoon.

Although Roxani yawned one after another, Lance still pulled Roxani to the training ground of Starlight Castle. Roxani slept on the grass while Lance took out Woodrow's "Imperial Swordsmanship" and began to practice from the first volume.

"Helan's Magical Swordsmanship?" Lance saw that the first volume of "Swordsmanship Overview" was such a swordsmanship, so he opened the book curiously and began to practice.

After Eve's previous training and explanations, Lance already roughly understood the principles and methods of swordsmanship. So now all he has to do is practice swordsmanship in a solid manner. This is one of the most important life skills in Veniante. After all, in today's world, the law is not as reliable as the sword.

Lance felt as if this sword technique didn't emphasize brute force, but rather a dance. And every move is to avoid its edge and attack its weakness. It is a kind of swordsmanship that pursues skill.

Lance felt that this was a good fit for his thin body. In this world where a random man is stronger than himself, this swordsmanship is the most in line with himself.

Just when Lance was sweating profusely, but at the same time his interest grew. At this time, a familiar voice called Lance: "Brother Lance!"

Lance stopped practicing, and when he looked back, it was General Alvin, the commander of the "Norman" legion of the Normanland Kingdom who had met before. He was also the leader of the Normanland Kingdom Mission at Eve's coming-of-age ceremony.

"General Alvin, long time no see. ā€

"Yes, I originally said to go to Eagle Gang City to meet you, but you didn't come to me. But that day, I heard that there was a red-eyed boy in Eagle Gang City who made a big fuss in Eagle Howling Stone Castle, it should be you. General Alvin asked with a smile.

Lance also touched the back of his head embarrassedly and said, "Haha, let General Alvin laugh." ā€

"Well, I've heard about Isabella's assassination by the demons. It's a pity. The demons are too hateful, and this blood debt will have to be repaid by them sooner or later. Think about Eve's mother dying at the hands of demons. ā€

Lance could only be silent at this time.

Because now in all of Idris, only he and Princess Eve know that Isabella ran away from marriage and eloped with Woodrow, the young general of the Normanland Kingdom Mission. But Lance didn't dare to ask about Woodrow.

Alvin glanced at the broken sword in Lance's hand and said with a smile, "Brother Lance, it turns out that you are practicing swordsmanship." ā€

Lance let out a long sigh: "Yes, since he worshipped Eve as a teacher. I had to keep practicing swordsmanship every day. Otherwise, she will break the bone every time. ā€

"I've heard, you have a dragon's heart badge to heal, right? But practice well, Eve's swordsmanship does have its own unique side. If you can learn three or four percent, that's also very powerful. ā€

Lance smiled bitterly and said, "Work hard, it's good to be able to learn one or two." ā€

Alvin suddenly said: "Brother Lance, are you interested, let's compare?"

"Forget it, I won't be able to beat you. You are the commander of the "Norman" legion. I'm not even a militia now. There's a difference of 108,000 miles. ā€

But Alvin didn't say a word, drew his saber and said, "I've heard of all the militia, Aceh has made you a knight." I'm also a knight, and there's no difference in rank. Come on, come on. Let's make an analogy. Let me also see Eve's little Nizi's apprentice. ā€

"This ......" Lance saw that Alvin was in high interest at this time, and it was not easy to refuse: "Okay, don't say that Eve taught me badly." It's all me who can't. ā€

"I also know how to maintain Eve's little Nizi. You boy, I'm getting a little bit like you. Let's get started!"

Before Lance could react. Alvin, who couldn't wait, sprinted and swung his sword straight at Lance's neck.

Lance hurriedly took a step back, widening the distance, and at the same time used the broken sword to make a "dang" sound, and then skillfully flicked away Alvin's sharp blade.

"Brother Lance, there are two hits. ā€

Although Alvin's mouth seemed to praise Lance, his hands suddenly increased his offensive and intensity. Continuous two-handed splitting, stabbing, picking. Suddenly, in the shadow of the sword and sword, Lance was forced to retreat step by step. Each of Alvin's swords seemed to be infused with a thousand powers, but he easily controlled this terrifying strength.

And Lance's mind immediately came up with the "Helan's Magical Swordsmanship" that he had just practiced. Because to deal with this kind of domineering sword blade, the skill pursued by "Helan's Magical Swordsmanship" is the best antidote.

Lance seems to be the sword of the follower Alvin, the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I advance. It's like fighting a guerrilla war with Alvin.

Alvin just wanted to pursue Lance fiercely, but Lance had already avoided Alvin's offensive center. When Alvin withdrew from this area and planned to pursue Lance again, he was taken advantage of by Lance at the moment of withdrawal. Pursue your weaknesses.

After that, Alvin and Lance's swordsmanship was always like an axe splitting a waterfall, and there was no place for power.

And Lance is also unhurried and in no hurry to attack. It's just going around with Alvin. Finally Alvin was a little out of breath.

"Alright, okay, you kid. Too smart. Sweating profusely, Alvin put an end to the fight. Then he sat on the grass at the training ground, wiping his sweaty forehead

Lance sat down as well, wiping his sweat.

With a wave of his hand, a soldier in the distance ran over and handed Alvin a water bladder. Alvin handed it to Lance and smiled and said, "Drink." ā€

"General Alvin, please first, I think you're tired. ā€

"Hahaha, then I'll go first. Alvin lifted the water bladder and began to grunt. Every now and then, cool water spilled down Alvin's chin and into his neck.

"Happy!" Alvin handed the water bladder to Lance, who began to drink.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a fun duel. Brother Reims, you just used our Normanland's 'Heran Swordsmanship'. ā€

Lance put down the kettle, wiped the water from his chin and said, "Yes, General, do you recognize?"

"That's nature. I didn't expect that Eve, this little girl, would actually be able to 'Helan Swordsmanship' and pass it on to you. This swordsmanship is something that few people know. It seems that Eve, this little girl, is quite interested in you. ā€

"It's okay, I'm just an apprentice after all......" Lance could only smile perfunctorily. He couldn't say that he had learned his swordsmanship from the book Woodrow had given him. Then Isabella and Woodrow's elopement wouldn't be a goof.

Alvin suddenly whispered in a serious manner: "Brother Lance, I ask you a question, and you answer me honestly. ā€

Langston trembled inwardly, could it be that Alvin knew something about Isabella's elopement: "You...... You say. ā€

Alvin glanced around, covered his hands, and whispered, "Do you like Eve's little girl?