The sunset sank into the mountains on the horizon, and the few remaining sunsets gradually dimmed, and the remaining wisps of fiery clouds swayed on the already dark sky like a bonfire about to be extinguished.

The sky was dark, and the night wind was getting stronger. Warm, humid air swirls like a snake over the sports field. A slightly cool breeze blew through the woods beside the roadside, and the trees of different heights were stirred by the gusts of wind, and they all said in unison the neat sound of "salad salad-".

The sports grounds are almost completely covered by the shadows of the night, and only the main road that crosses the field is illuminated by sufficient street lights, and the more remote areas are only illuminated by the residual light of the street lamps in guò. And in some corners of the corner, it is almost impossible to see the face of the person opposite.

Only the weapons used by the two of them were almost engulfed in darkness at this point, and Oscar, who was holding a medium-sized practice sword, had to concentrate all his attention to catch Lizzie's movements. Liqi, who was wearing a tracksuit, stood still and didn't move, but it seemed as if she would float away at any moment.

As his breathing became heavier, he realized at this time that Lizzie's conditions were not easy at all.

Originally, when he heard Lizzie say "I can hit her once, even the other half is qualified", he thought that Lizzie just wanted to test his power in swinging the weapon. But after swinging at Lizzie several times without making an attack stance at all, he didn't notice what was wrong with him.

His attacks were pointless, his stance before swinging his weapon had already exposed his target, and Lizzie was able to dodge the attack before he could swing his practice sword. An overly direct slash can maintain a hit rate when attacking a target that doesn't move, but it doesn't have to be when facing an enemy.

There was also the strictest problem, he hesitated before he struck a blow - it was a knee-jerk action that even Oscar himself didn't notice. Having never attacked someone with a weapon, he always wondered if he would hurt the other person if he threw the blow.

He always doesn't hesitate to attack his target, and although there are many problems with the attacks he throws, he doesn't hesitate to face Lizzie. At the moment, it seems that he is not mentally prepared to hurt his own kind with his own hands, and he wants to make himself strong - just to protect himself.

"Seriously, I promised I wouldn't beat you, but if you do this lazy attack, I'm going to create an invisible servant for him to beat you. Taking a slight step back to dodge Oscar's swing that could be seen through at a glance, Lizzie was a little impatient, "If you think that your powerless swing can hurt me, I can only say that you think too much, and at your level, touch me first." ”

Unlike Danvers' men, Oscar does not lack the will to fight, but he is too naïve to attack Lizzie with all his strength, even if he has already picked out the training. He may have more talent than those guys in battle, but that attitude is a big obstacle to his progress.

"I'm serious!"

Oscar shouted and took a big step forward, allowing himself to be pressed in front of Lizzie. With both hands, he lifted the practice sword behind his back from under his right flank and swept it towards Lizzie in a diagonal line pointing to his left shoulder. Lizzie, who had expected it, kicked her feet and let go of the tip of the sword pointed at her by a fraction of a second.

Oscar, who knew that the sword would definitely be avoided, took two more steps forward, allowing himself to catch up with the distance opened by Lizzie, who was jumping backwards. Holding the long sword in his hand and swinging it as he moved forward, Oscar pressed the center of gravity of his whole body on the sword, allowing the practice sword to pull his body under the guidance of inertia.

"Serious, maybe serious...... But it's completely useless. ”

Liqi, who had just landed on the ground, was short, and bounced out like a bow, passing through the hard-to-reach corners of the edge of the sword. With a light footstep, she braked sharply past Oscar's attack, and as she passed Oscar's side, she also reached out and gently touched his unprotected waist.

Oscar, who was exposed by a blow in the air, felt that Lizzie was touched in the waist, and his movements stopped abruptly. He knew what Lizzie was trying to say, and every time he showed a flaw that could be fatal, Lizzie would always touch the gap in his defenses lightly.

Because she promised not to attack in advance, Lizzie replaced it with a light touch. After all, this is just a simulated battle, and if it is in actual combat, it is often a merciless blade that greets that position. If that time really comes, Oscar will have no chance to do it again.

"Do you have a few lives to squander by leaving your back to the enemy so generously?" Looking at Oscar, who looked back, Lizzie said in an emotionless tone, "You know, if I were your enemy, even a dagger in my hand would have killed you now." ”

Oscar gritted his teeth, even though there was a scared expression on his face, but he still did not retreat, but set up his sword and prepared for the next round of attack. Before that, he had been "killed" by Lizzie in many ways, and after this time of accumulation, he was able to avoid encountering the same situation again.

Lizzie knows very well that Oscar's growth is actually remarkable, and such growth often requires more training time for ordinary people.

However, he has never experienced a battle, and it is difficult for him to bring up the idea of attacking the enemy with weapons, and his so-called strengthening is only aimed at the monsters that will attack him. Maybe he didn't subconsciously see Lizzie as an enemy - at least his violent impulse in the face of Danvers' provocation wasn't fake.

Lack of experience in actual combat, and lack of determination to kill the hand...... In fact, Oscar wants to be a bit less qualified as a fighter. But this did not surprise Lizzie, if Oscar could swing a sword at her without changing her face and heartbeat, she would have to wonder if there was something wrong with Oscar's head.

Lizzie knows that Oscar needs time to grow.

This kind of growth is not something that can be achieved by just impulse or simple exercise, and it takes some experience to get him to leave his hesitation behind. As for now...... Or use a simpler way to make him temporarily let go of his resistance to the act of "attacking humans".

- At least let him know that it's okay to attack her with all his might.

"Pause. ”

Just as Oscar struggled to raise his medium-sized practice sword and slashed it from the top of his head towards the angle where Lizzie was, to his surprise, she suddenly stopped, having been dodging. Oscar, who was unprepared, used a lot of force when swinging his long sword, and now that the sword is old, there is no room for change of moves.

It's too late, it's too soon, Oscar can only let it go, even if he wants to let go, it's no longer working, and the current situation no longer allows him to make remedies. Even if he let go of his hands, under the traction of inertia, the practice sword would still come out of his hand and smash into Liqi Liqi's defenseless head.

Oscar watched as the practice sword still in his hand was about to touch Liqi's head, and just now he also used a vertical split, and when he hit the target, he successfully left an obvious crack on the thin wooden board, if it hits a person's head, not to mention stunned, leaving a swollen lump is certain.

At this point, he could only hope that Liqi would be on guard against this sword. He had a vague sense that Lizzie had deliberately asked for a timeout, otherwise Lizzie, who had always been able to anticipate the direction of his attacks and easily dodge each attack, would not have been able to stand still and let him attack.

His thoughts were not wrong, compared to the nervous Oscar, Liqi's expression was relaxed. It was only in order to take a hit that she deliberately stood on the trajectory of practicing sword attacks when Oscar swung her weapon. If you don't prove it with an actual appearance, even if you are killed, it doesn't matter, Oscar will definitely not dare to attack with all her might.

Seeing the weighty medium-sized practice sword coming at her, she didn't dodge or dodge, raised her hand slightly, and used her palm to catch the slash that Oscar struggled to swing with the big upper section. The medium-sized practice sword made of hardwood slammed into her cold palm with a crisp "pop-" sound.

A slash that could have smashed a thin plank hit her hand, but she didn't see any reaction. Oscar, whose hands were still clasped on the hilt of the sword, could clearly feel a tremor coming from the position of the blade that Lizzie had caught, and the force of the interaction made his palms feel numb.

Under Oscar's slightly stunned gaze, Lizzie said coldly, "Do you see? Even if you do hit me, I won't be hurt." Your strength is at best the level of smashing a neon melon open, and if you want to hurt me, you still dream faster. ”

With that, she slammed out and pushed the sword in her hand away in the opposite direction, and with a little force, the sword suddenly bounced. Because what Lizzie said was still stunned, Oscar didn't have time to take back the sword, and was pushed back to the center of gravity. He took several steps back, and the sword almost fell out of his hand.

"Keep attacking! you have to be serious this time!" Lizzie snorted, clasping her hands around her chest, "Time is not to be wasted, I'll give you two more moments." If you can't get your hands on me in two moments, then you're ready to hit two thousand shots!"

Two thousand ......

Oscar glanced at Lizzie, who was standing proudly, and although she couldn't see the expression on the thin girl's face in the night, she knew from her tone that she wasn't just talking about it. Now there is not much body left, and at most I can hold on to another thousand hits. It's just that at that point, the arm may be so tired that it will be broken, and if it escalates to two thousand swings, it may really be broken in the literal sense of the word.

In order to avoid such a tragic situation, Oscar had to fight his spirits and concentrate on every swing. The trajectory of the sword, Lizzie's position, her own range of action...... All the information has to be fully thought out before it can be struck.

Don't give up thinking -- what Curt said comes to mind.

One sword, evasion, two swords, evasion...... Three swords, four swords...... With each swing of the practice sword in his hand, Oscar incorporated all the information he had observed into his thoughts.

And then......

At the moment when Lizzie bent down to dodge Oscar's flick, his wrist suddenly snapped, allowing the sword to chase in the opposite direction in the direction that Lizzie had dodged with an additional slash with a distorted trajectory. At this time, Lizzie had just landed on her feet, and noticing the pursuit, she hurriedly stepped back to move her body away from the trajectory of the blade.

Sting!

Lizzie's reaction was still a little slower, and even though her body had avoided the attack, the rough tip of the wooden sword hooked open the tracksuit, leaving a slight scratch on the fabric.

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