Shoot down flying bolts at a distance from a head-on confrontation.

This is not a simple matter.

Geralt was even known as the Butcher of Bravican, and what made him famous in this event was not just the slashing of seven bandits in a shirt at the bazaar.

In large part because he used his sword to slash a crossbow arrow that came at him head-on.

Even because of this achievement, many people simply think that this is another bard's drunken nonsense after listening to the story.

Witchers are able to slash arrows in tense combat environments because their keen sensory systems allow them to catch the arrows flying.

With practice, or talent, it is possible to swing arrows.

But what about the average person?

The speed of the arrow is much faster than the speed at which a normal human's camera can traverse.

It is estimated that only people who are standing far away can easily capture flying arrows with vision. But as the target of the shot, the person concerned will definitely not be able to pull this distance.

And the sound of the arrow breaking the wind, when the arrow brushes the side or has been nailed to the body, is just like the wind blowing through the flying leaves around you in a flash.

It was a murmur that could be ignored.

Swordsmen who can block crossbows with their swords undoubtedly have the ability to deal damage to the Witcher alone!

After firing the crossbow arrows at the same time in an instant, the two witchers and the two people on the opposite side threw down their crossbows at the same time.

In this level of intense combat, if you want to wind up again, you are looking for death.

The swords behind the backs of the two witchers were drawn at the same time.

The dull rippling blade does not bloom with a violent reflection, but rather a kind of oppression.

Gede still adhered to the hard fight of the Bear School, and he smashed the closed fence gate of the hotel courtyard like a brute bull.

Geralt followed, rushing through the gap.

The man in the cloth hat was the first to face Gede, who rushed forward, and the anesthetic powder made him extremely excited and sensitive at the moment.

The long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and it struck lightly and quickly on the side of the Bear Pai Valyrian steel sword, which was originally so powerful that it almost split the person in half in a single face.

The force that was really exerted on the opponent's sword was suddenly less than two percent.

Even though the Bear Sect's witchers have always surpassed the average of their kind in strength, it is impossible to kill a good sword player with two percent of their strength.

A fierce spark of steel erupted between the two swords.

But both sides with swords were unharmed.

Herris, who had just swung his crossbow arrows, with a short sword in one hand and a one-handed sword in the other, grinned and was about to lean behind Ged and occupy the position of his back.

But Geralt used an up-and-flirt that almost made his stomach open and pushed him to the side.

Gerd faced the leader of the small group, who should be the strongest in the group in terms of reaction speed and technique.

So Geralt took it upon himself to catch the other opponents who were close by.

One uses a half-sword in his hand, and the other uses a long and short sword.

Geralt is an experienced Witcher who has traveled from north to south.

His experience of sword fighting may not be able to catch up with ordinary people in a lifetime, this is the advantage of the immortal race.

The Twin Swords Kid looked bluffing, and a pair of steel sharp weapons were dazzled by him.

The blade that was originally approaching may be withdrawn halfway through, but by the time you pay attention to this sword, another sword is already approaching quickly in the dead end of your vision.

This is the basic style of the twin swords.

If you are an ordinary swordsman or witcher, you will always go through a period of suppression before you can adapt to the style of a dual swordsman.

But Geralt relied on his experience to adapt in an instant.

"Twin swords. It's also easy to deal with. ”

Geralt's masseter muscles bulged out undetectably, a facial compensatory blow of the sudden force of muscles.

The Wolf Valyrian Steel Sword in his hand first blocked by his side, and he opened the half-sword that slashed towards his legs.

Then, in the following moments, with a powerful slash close to the Bear School, he greeted Herris directly on the head!

The pure strength of ordinary people is not comparable to that of demon hunters, an advantage.

A one-handed sword block can't cope with a two-handed sword. Big advantage!

This is a world of physics, and even if Gerd is allowed to hold a sword in one hand, he can't stop Geralt from holding a sword in both hands, let alone an ordinary person!

The bells and whistles of the moves, and you can't even make an effective block, then your two swords deserve to die!

Sure enough, after only two seconds of Geralt's confrontation, he unleashed a violent slash, and Herliston, who danced the two swords together, turned pale.

Even if he had just taken the anesthetic powder, he couldn't stop the cold sweat that broke out on his face.

Obviously, he never imagined that anyone could adapt to the fast attack rhythm of his dual swords so quickly.

He had two swords, one long and one short, and struggled to form an X-bearing structure to block Geralt's slash.

But this kind of bridge can be seen in the knight's book, in real sword fighting, few swordsmen who use two-handed swords can pose with a stable force structure in a harsh and urgent battle.

This is not a general requirement for timing and limb control.

So it's very consistent with the laws of physics.

"Chok~poof!"

The steel staggered, and the one-handed sword was directly pressed down by the Valyrian Gang Sword of the Wolf Faction!

And the blade of the sword, which was like water waves and smoke, had already slashed into the opponent's shoulder.

The depth is about half of the sword's surface, about three centimeters.

This depth is enough to hurt the bones, and it is equivalent to making the opponent withdraw from this sword fight.

But Geralt's eyes widened in the clashing victory.

The depth of this slash is wrong, and in terms of feel, this resistance is far greater than it should be!

The silver pendant on his chest began to shake slightly.

"Your fucking magic gear?!"

"Gede, be careful!"

Geralt shouted at his companion as he slammed the blade down and pulled it out, resulting in a drag cut.

The move, which has a more damaging effect than a slash, instantly makes the blade slash diagonally from the opponent's shoulder blade to the neck!

The body of the double-sword Herris slammed backwards into the wall, and then bounced back, blood spilled in the filthy mud that had been spit out a lot.

Geralt's reminder was timely, because Gerd had just felt a little tingling in his body because of a sword confrontation with the man in the cloth hat.

After hearing the word 'magic equipment', he immediately held up a [Quinn Law Seal] without hesitation.

The magic of the witcher washes away the magic effect of the magic equipment in the form of a shield, and it returns to normal.

However, the pendant vibrations of the bear and the wolf grew stronger and stronger at this time.

A 'crackling' sound, followed by an unnatural blue light, appeared not far away.

It was the mixed-race woman who had been cut on her head with a razor, drenched in blood, but still smiling.

She's a warlock!

And it seems that he has taken advantage of the fact that he has prepared a powerful thunderbolt magic just now!

The magic of the witcher is as weak as a candle flame in the face of the most lame warlock.

It stands to reason that the demon hunters, who were shocked when faced with magical equipment, should be as desperate as if they had seen a ghost at this time.

But the half-breed woman found out very unexpectedly that the two witchers present were not panicked at all.

After the initial surprise, their emotions quickly stopped there, and there were no feelings of panic, fear, etc.

On the contrary, they didn't even bother to look at it again.

The half-blood sorceress held the thunderbolt on her head, slightly dazed.

And the next moment, "Bang! ”

The plank exploded, and something seemed invisible, smashing directly into the barber's tool cart behind the half-blood sorceress, and then swept past the hand she held above her head.

She was stunned for nearly half a second before she suddenly felt a heart-rending pain in her elbow!

(End of chapter)