Surrounded by five odd-faced tribes, Amos was not fast, and could even be described as slow.

But Gordon could see that the other party's sluggishness was not due to his own strength limitations, but to deliberately slow down his movements - he was mimicking the "heavy" feeling when using a broadsword.

But even so, in the face of the successive attacks of the Strange Face Clan, Amos still showed a relaxed attitude like a fish in water.

He can always avoid the attacks of the Strangeface Clan at the most extreme time point with the smallest movements.

During this period, he even had room to explain to Gordon and them: "The dodge distance of the tumbling is longer, but the flaws are also larger, so you should be cautious when facing small monsters or particularly agile movements."

In similar situations, clever use of stride movement and a small sideways turn is more effective. ”

Hayatta looked like this, but Gordon, who understood the difficulty of this, didn't know how to react for a while.

"Uh......"

The eyes will, the brain will, but the body won't.

"The speed of the big sword is very slow, and the monster will not obediently stay in place and let you cut it." Amos flashed sideways from the left and right of the two odd-faced clans one after another, and carried the sword to his shoulder like a great sword.

This is the action of preparing for the charge slash.

"So, what you need to do is, predict!"

As he spoke, Amos suddenly turned to the side and slowly slashed down the "big sword" in his hand.

Under the amazed gaze of Gordon and the others, with the swing of Amos's sword, a strange-faced clan jumped to the original empty position as if it were waiting to collide with the blade.

"Gah!?"

The Strange-Faced Clan was visibly frightened as well, and before it could let out a scream, it turned into two white frost-bearing corpses under the ice-blue blade of the white ape.

"A good greatsword can charge up in seemingly meaningless positions, and then wait for the monster to send the vital point under the heavy blade that he has been accumulating for a long time, and hit the prey with a single blow."

With a swing of his long sword, forcing the remaining Odd-Faced Clan back, Amos looked at Gordon, "Do you see?" ”

Gordon swallowed secretly.

The technique that Amos showed him was simple and simple, it was nothing more than predicting the movement of monsters in advance, but the question was, how could he achieve this level of almost predicting the future?

"Don't dwell on 'how to do it', let alone be ambitious and imitative, this is the result of the qualitative change after the accumulation of countless combat experiences, and now you just need to keep this concept in mind."

Amos explained, resuming his stance, "Look at this again." ”

As he spoke, he slowly waved the sword in his hand again, "It can be seen that you already have the basic concept of using inertia to increase the coherence of the big sword's moves.

But that's not enough, you have to learn to harness and bring it under your control, rather than being rigidly pulled by it. ”

Gordon struggled to keep his eyes open, watching Amos first swing a sword in the air, and then from his feet and legs, to his waist, back, shoulders, and arms, adjusting layer by layer, little by little.

The blade, which seemed to have lost control, gradually regained control with the movements of his whole body, and finally folded into a strange arc, slashing through the throat of a strange-faced clan with precision and grace.

The angle, the power, the timing, it's all perfect.

"The big sword is gravity-oriented, but you can't completely abandon the skill, remember, you have to control the inertia, and don't let the weight of the big sword control you in turn."

The successive deaths of their companions made the remaining three Odd-Face Clan cautious, and their offensive slowed down.

And Amos, who had completed the purpose of the teaching demonstration, also lost interest in continuing to deal with them, his pace and sword momentum suddenly accelerated, and several sharp cold rays disappeared in a flash.

Almost instantly, the three Odd-Faced Clans fell to the ground in unison, turning into several corpses that exuded freezing air.

Gordon couldn't help but swallow again, is this the strength of the superior sword envoy?

"Don't forget, take control of inertia."

Amos shook off the frozen blood from the white ape's naginata, sheathed it, and walked towards the two of them.

"Just two more came, and I'll leave these guys to you, try."

"Oh!"

Feeling as if he had comprehended something, Gordon, who had just had a bit of an itch, put his hand on the hilt of the greatsword behind his shoulder and strode forward.

"Pork chop, you don't have to go to war first."

The pork chop, which was about to follow, stopped blankly, looked at Amos, who was wrong with Gordon, and saw that the latter nodded his jaw, and the pork chop, who was still a little tangled, had to scratch his beard and returned to Hayata.

Facing the Strange Face Clan who jumped out of the bushes and the shadows of the trees, Gordon directly swung the Bursting Knife horizontally, and the result was unsurprisingly empty.

The agility of these little creatures was definitely one of the best of all the monsters he had ever dealt with.

If he followed his previous habit, he should have unloaded the excess inertia after slashing and slashing, and turned to other sword styles.

But this time, he tried to lower his body, and in a more awkward position, at about knee height, he continued to swing the broadsword sideways in a circle by inertia.

This is just the right angle to slash at the Oddfaces.

It's a pity that he slashed again, and even stumbled because of his unreasonable movements.

"Tsk, no, that's not the case."

Gordon was stunned, rolling in embarrassment to dodge the opportune attacks of the odd-faced people, and pulled away some distance.

"Brother Gordon, he's okay, right?" Hayata, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but be a little worried when he saw Gordon's busy appearance.

I was also worried about the pork chop on the side.

It clutched the cat pickaxe in its little paws, and was ready to rush to relieve its master.

"Don't worry, you have to go through some dangers before you can grow." Amos stopped the pork chop, "The two odd-faced people are not going to do anything to him." ”

On the other side, the Strange-Faced Clan saw that Gordon was not as difficult to deal with as they expected, and suddenly became bolder.

Gordon dodged left and right, experiencing and practicing what Amos called "small dodges" while thinking about how to make better use of the inertia of the greatsword.

Perhaps?

Gordon slashed out with another sword, and the Strange-Faced Clan screamed and jumped away, then jumped and pounced—after a brief exchange, they had discovered the shortcomings of the greatsword's hard stun.

And this time, Gordon did not continue to swing his sword to remove inertia, nor did he roll to dodge the attack, but followed the weight of the blasting knife, and took a big step forward, and at the same time, fit and hit the sword body of the greatsword.

Iron Mountain!

There was a muffled sound between the shoulder armor and the sword surface, and the broad blade of the blasting knife was suddenly injected with new power, and it rushed forward like a giant shield.

"Bang!"

Attacking head-on, the strange face that leapt into the air happened to crash into the body of the Bursting Knife's thick and hard sword, and its mask and even bones shattered in an instant under the violent impact.

At the same time, the strong wind behind his ears hit, and another strange face clan that sneaked around behind him also took the opportunity to launch an attack.

Gordon bared his teeth, his gaze under the blood-stained armor tinged with a hint of ferocity.

Reaching out and grabbing the calf of the Strange Face Clan in front of him, who was half-dead under the Great Sword Iron Mountain, he turned around and swung it behind him like a hammer.

"Quack!"

Amid the screams of the Strangeface Clan and the sound of bones shattering, the battle came to an abrupt end.