Chapter 33: The Swift Sword
Qi Lian's opponent Jiang Han also came to the stage at the same time as him.
Qi Lin looked at the weapon in the opponent's hand, which was a swift sword shaped like a fencing competition stabbing sword, this weapon was a large category of Nordic weapons of war.
This sword has a slender blade and intricate gauntlets, which can protect the hand while attacking. At the same time, most of these swords are bladed on both sides, and can theoretically be used for slashing, but it is clear from the shape of the weapon that its main attack method must be stabbing.
It is said that the Nordic sword saint Oz majored in weapons is the swift sword, and it is rumored that he wore a mask in his youth, traveled around the Nordic countries with a swift sword in his hand, and fought chivalrous battles, hundreds of large and small duels, and did not taste a defeat, this experience was processed and beautified by various rumors, forming a variety of ranger stories.
Far from it.
Qi Lin and Jiang Han saluted each other, and then put on their own posture against the enemy.
Jiang Han put on the first of the four postures commonly used by the swift sword, lowered his back lunge, raised the sword in his right hand to the front of his head, pointed the tip of the sword at Qi Lian, and then he asked solemnly: "At this level, you still plan to fight me with one hand?" ”
Jiang Han's meaning is obvious - he is not at the same level as the previous miscellaneous fish players.
Qi Lin turned sideways, posed with a knife in one hand, and smiled lightly: "Try it first, if I can't stand it, I will naturally change my hands back." ”
Jiang Han was stunned, and the sword blade in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was forcibly holding back his anger.
When the referee gave the order for the game to start, Jiang Han couldn't wait to rush to Qi Lian.
His body was like a compressed slingshot, first shrunk slightly, and then lungeed forward, his posture was elegant, and the blade of the sword in his hand was sent, quickly stabbing into Qi Lian's chest.
As mentioned earlier, two-handed weapons tend to be faster than one-handed weapons, but this rule does not apply to swift swords.
As a specialized weapon for street duels that was once popular in Northern Europe, the Swift Sword weighs as much as a regular sword, but its body is slender and lightweight, and its center of gravity is almost concentrated in the gauntlet, making it extremely flexible to use.
In addition, one hand can stretch the body, borrowing a part of the distance, and the attack distance is longer.
Under the combined factors, the weapon sword of the swift sword is as its name suggests, and it is very fast.
At the same level, normal players often have a headache in the face of swift sword players, and they feel uncomfortable with "single knife into the gun".
But Qi Lin didn't feel this way, at least the opponent in front of him didn't make him feel tricky.
Under the suppression of the five-stage to the fourth-stage, the monotonous swift sword path of the attack method is too straightforward and simple.
Even if the opponent's sword is as fast as the wind, if it misses the stab, it will be blind.
Qi Lin didn't make a knife to block, and slightly sideways to avoid his opponent's stabbing, the blade of the sword stabbing into the air close to his left side.
The opponent was not discouraged, and with anger, he attacked more than a dozen times in a row.
Qi Lin faced it indifferently, most of the attacks were lightly flashed by him, and the moves that were too extreme were gently pushed away by him with his knife.
Although Qi Lin knows that he is very calm, the actual scene is very thrilling in the eyes of the audience, Qi Lin is like a flat boat in a storm, and it seems that he is about to lose points at any time.
Gradually, some viewers were a little disappointed with Qi Lone.
That's it?
In the first two games, he was so cool to kill his opponent with flying weapons, but when he met a real seeded player, he directly pulled his crotch.
Everywhere in the audience, dissatisfied complaints gradually began to emerge, and before they could spread, they saw a sudden change in the situation in the venue.
Jiang Han's continuous stabbing attacks could not work, and the irritability that had gradually accumulated reached its peak, and suddenly the sword momentum changed, intending to attack Qi Lin with more sword paths.
He quickly retracted the move, turned his wrist, and slashed directly to the side.
At this moment, Qi Lin suddenly changed his previous passive posture, and instantly bullied forward, slashing heavily above the gauntlet of the swift sword in Jiang Han's hand!
This is where the Swift Sword comes in at the center of gravity!
Boom!
Jiang Han was shocked to feel the huge force transmitted from the tiger's mouth, so that he could no longer hold the swift sword in his hand!
With a loud bang, Jiang Han's swift sword flew out of his hand and fell to the ground, and its sword body was even slashed to the bend by Qi Lian's straight knife.
In the next moment, in Jiang Han's frightened eyes, Qi Lian's blade turned around and slashed lightly at his helmet.
"Shoot down the weapon! 4 points! ”
"Hit the head! 6 points! ”
"Ten points in total! Congratulations to the players who have made the cut! ”
The referee's voice announcing the result sounded, and the audience was in an uproar!
Qi Lin took off his helmet, smiled slightly, and said to Jiang Han: "If you keep using stabbing attacks, I really can't hit the center of gravity of your weapon, so I will give in." ”
Typical murder is still punishable, I hope our yellow-haired little ginger can bear it.
In Jiang Han's dull gaze behind him, Qi Lin turned around, waved to the audience, and left the stage with a smile.
In the stands, the audience shouted frantically to cheer for Qi Lian, and many light signs that had been put down because of disappointment waved quickly again.
Although Qi Lin was an outsider before, he was also young, and he was also an enthusiastic college student, and he fully understood what kind of player an audience wanted to see, that is, a player who has always won.
In sports competition, food is the original sin, as long as Qi Lin can keep winning, these spectators will always be his iron fans.
No longer entangled in the game, Qi Lin now has more important things.
went down to the bottom of the stage, Qi Lin found Zhang Zizi and proposed a thing that he wanted the other party to help him in the morning.
"Let me find you two five-stage embroidered spring knife masters?" Zhang Zizai heard Qi Lian's request and felt a little confused.
"Yes." Qi Lin nodded slightly: "I want to invite two embroidered spring knives, or not embroidered spring knives, find two five-stage sword masters, and then conduct one-on-two sparring." ”
Zhang Zizi frowned: "Why do you have this idea?" ”
Then he said: "It's very simple to find two five-dan sword masters, but if you ask for a one-on-two sparring method, I can't understand that any official competition in the world will not require a player to play one-on-two." ”
"Lao Zhang, you can help me find it, I want to exercise my reflexes and ability to resist pressure in this way." Qi Lin didn't bother to think of other excuses, as long as he could say it reasonably anyway.
Zhang Zizi thought about it, this is probably the genius's unique self-training method.
So he was no longer entangled, and happily agreed to Qi Lian's request: "Okay, I'll call the headquarters immediately and ask the headquarters to arrange it for you, when do you want to train?" ”
See, as long as he is a genius, there will always be people who make up for his various reasons for doing things.
Qi Lin smiled: "I will practice like this for one to two hours every night, thank you Lao Zhang!" ”
Zhang Zizi frowned again: "The intensity is too great, if you practice like this, it will affect the state of the game in the future!" ”
"It's okay Lao Zhang, I'm as strong as a cow, can you still believe me?" Qi Lin replied.
After all, under Qi Lian's stubborn stalking, Zhang Zizai still agreed, but he only had one request - not to be injured.