In the face of Lance's counterattack, Eric hurriedly made a sideways jump and dodged.

It's just that he has just adjusted his center of gravity, and Lance's attacks actually come one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three times in a row, Eric could only passively use his defensive sword moves to block and counteract Lance's unhurried attacks.

"What a smooth rhythm!" Eric became more and more frightened, Lance's swordsmanship was far beyond his imagination!

The people watching the battle on the side couldn't imagine the shock in Eric's heart at this time, and they thought that Eric was deliberately releasing water and cooperating with Lance, so they let the other party play a series of combos. Erin, in particular, had been looking at Lance worriedly.

Only Eric, who faced Lance's steady but increasingly stressful attack, could truly feel that Lance's proficiency in the use of basic swordsmanship seemed to be hidden above him!

With his strong physical fitness, he finally opened a gap, but was quickly blocked by Lance's ordinary sword move.

didn't even form a decent counterattack, and continued to fall into a passive beating situation.

Eric didn't expect this to happen! He was being pressed and beaten by Lance!

"This can't be!" Eric roared inwardly, and he suddenly increased the force of the block in his hand.

The two wooden swords collided together, making a louder sound, but Lance's eyes lit up, and Eric used too much force this time, but the door was wide open.

So without hesitation, he gave it a light and pressed the wooden sword against Eric's chest.

The martial arts arena was completely silent, and everyone watched this scene in amazement.

Eric looked in disbelief at the wooden sword against his chest, his mind in disarray.

"What the hell is going on? My eyes are right?"

"Boss Eric...... Actually lost?"

"Why does Young Master Lance seem to be very proficient in basic swordsmanship, isn't his body not suitable for sword practice?"

The group of teenagers were dumbfounded and couldn't help muttering.

Eric stood there, suddenly not knowing what to say, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lance withdrew his wooden sword and squinted at him, "You're too inattentive. ”

Eric: "......"

What if you don't concentrate!? With my swordsmanship talent, shouldn't I be able to pick up a piece of waste?

Eric looked at the sword in his hand depressedly and hissed, "Come again!"

Lance didn't refuse: "Good. ”

The two fought together again.

This time, Eric was unreserved and made the most of his physical strength. He attacked frantically, and with all his strength, physique, and agility superior, he couldn't believe that his basic swordsmanship couldn't beat Lance!

"I'll see how you hide!"

Eric raised his wooden sword fiercely, and just wanted to make a powerful vertical slash, but who knew that the other party was passing a light sword to his waist.

Eric burst into tears: "That's it again!"

He had to withdraw his previous sword move and block it instead.

Next, nature entered the rhythm of Reims. Every movement of Eric is full of flaws in Lance's eyes, which is of course related to Eric's cultivation of advanced swordsmanship for a long time and has not practiced basic swordsmanship, but more, it comes from the help of the fox.

"Note that the opponent has an 86% chance of using a diagonal block that protects the chest to the lower waist, and the best countermeasure: use a vertical split on the shoulder!"

Hearing the fox's voice, Lance smiled slightly and followed the fox's advice without hesitation.

The wooden sword seemed to turn into a hideous weapon in Lance's hand, whizzing through the air and hitting Eric's shoulder.

The latter's eyes widened, and he could only take a few steps back helplessly.

Every attack of Lance seemed to hit the place where he least wanted the other party to attack, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

His movements are so standard, and his consciousness is so strong, even if he is completely inferior in physical fitness, but limited to the scope of basic swordsmanship, Eric finds that he is not Lance's opponent at all!

This is the third ability of the main chip fox - analysis!

By processing and analyzing the data collected using systems such as Reims Vision, it is possible to make a certain judgment on the enemy's attack method.

Of course, there are errors in this judgment, and the accuracy is not very high. This kind of prediction is relatively rough, because prediction is only a branch of the analytical ability, and it is naturally difficult to be perfect. However, Lance knew that among those sub-chips at the end of his gene chain, there was a sub-chip that could provide a more powerful battle prediction function than the fox, but he couldn't unlock it yet.

Rao is so, the prediction ability provided by the main chip is enough in low-level battles.

......

"Ahh

Fighting, Eric was accidentally forced into a corner by Lance, and accidentally hit the stone wall behind his back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lance did not hesitate to slash his sword at Eric's wrist, and the latter's wooden sword was knocked out by Lance.

Eric's mouth was dry and his face was as dry as ashes.

All the teenagers looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Their eyes were full of shock, if the first time Eric lost to Lance because of carelessness, then how to explain the second time?

"Young Master Lance's movements are not fast, why is Eric going to lose?" a thin young man asked the person next to him stupidly.

The man suddenly looked at Eric, sweating profusely, and hurriedly covered the thin boy's mouth.

Lance put the wooden sword away and said to Eric, "You're focused this time. ”

Eric: "......"

The blonde boy wanted to cry without tears, he would rather not concentrate and be defeated by Lance, so that he felt better. Obviously, he has done his best, but he still can't beat the other party, this kind of taste Eric hasn't experienced for a long time.

What's more, in front of Lance, a recognized swordsmanship waste, Eric has the heart to die.

"Don't go, fight again. ”

Seeing that Lance was about to leave the arena, Eric suddenly woke up from a dream and shouted anxiously.

Lance shook his head: "Don't fight." ”

Eric hurriedly said, "For what?"

"Because the result is the same. Lance said lightly.

Eric was completely stunned.

Lance walked past the group of teenagers, pulled the stunned Erin, and walked into the depths of the castle. There was awe and shock in the eyes of all the teenagers who looked at Lance.

Only Lance himself quietly pinched the wrist of the sword, and from there it went up, until the half of the forearm of the elbow began to ache faintly.

"Brother is really an acting school......" Lance couldn't help but praise his performance, in fact, he really couldn't fight, Eric's physical fitness was too much stronger than him after all, and Lance's arm was sore after a few casual fights. What's more, Lance's physical strength has also begun to be a little exhausted, is it really someone who abuses him if he doesn't see a good situation at this time? Lance is not one of those stunned youths.

If you continue to fight, the result will definitely be different.

Fortunately, Eric didn't seem to think of this at all, and in the blink of an eye, Lance walked into the castle gate with Erin and disappeared from the boys' eyes.

......

"Brother Lance, you're amazing. ”

After entering the castle, it took a long time for the stunned Erin to react.

Looking at her dirty little face and adoring expression, Lance couldn't help but snort, "What are you doing with those boys?"

Erin suddenly said with some embarrassment: "People...... People want to practice swords!"

"What kind of sword do you practice as a girl?" Lance frowned.

Erin suddenly disagreed: "Brother Lance, why is your tone the same as my father now? He won't let me practice swords, won't you let me either?"

Langston had a big head. It was clearly clear that Erin was hanging out with Eric's gang just to secretly teach her how to practice swords.

"What do you want to practice swords for?" asked Lance seriously.

Erin thought for a moment and replied, "Only by practicing swordsmanship can you protect the people around you...... Just like my father. ”

"Girls are protected by others. Lance said.

Erin shook her head and said, "Girls can also be protective of others." At this, she suddenly thought of something, and a hint of crimson crossed her face.

Lance looked at her a little strangely, and he naturally couldn't guess the little girl's thoughts. Although Irene is the adopted daughter of the Viscount, she grew up in the castle and is said to be the daughter of a close friend of Viscount Lane, so the Viscount basically treats her as his own, and she has never suffered any losses since she was a child.

How could such a girl want to practice swords?

Lance thought for a moment and could only say, "Then you can't mix with those boys!"

"No one in the castle will teach me sword training but them!" Irene begged, "Brother Lance, I just asked Eric to promise to teach me how to practice swords, and you agreed." ”

"No, I can't. Resolutely no. Of course, Lance wouldn't let her hang out with a bunch of teenage furry kids, and it would be fun if something happened.

Erin looked at Lance pitifully, but the latter didn't eat it at all.

Erin grabbed Lance's sleeve with some annoyance, and said unrelentingly: "I just want to practice swords! Anyway, my father is not in the castle, even if you are my brother, you can't care about me." ”

As she spoke, she unconsciously rubbed Lance's arm with her well-developed small breasts, and the soft touch made Lance's heart flutter.

Somehow, this guy suddenly came out of nowhere: "Okay, okay, practice sword." But instead of following them, I'll teach you, how about it?"

Erin was stunned for a moment, rolled her eyes, and grinned, "Brother Lance is the best! Even Eric is not your opponent, you must be the best to teach me!"

Lance was shocked, why did he agree?

Before he could react, Erin scurried back to her room, her dirty clothes that she had to change immediately.

"Sister or something, it's really the most troublesome!" Lance touched his forehead with a little headache, he has so much time every day, where can he squeeze out a separate time to teach Erin to practice swords?

That's it, I can only take one step at a time.