"Now you probably understand why the battle is a ladder for us, not the end. ”

With that, Finrod rushed forward for the first time, waving his greatsword. Ashrufat wanted to swing his sword to block the blow, but in his eyes, Finrod was not moving fast, in fact, he could see the opponent's sword path clearly. But for some reason, it was such a blow that was neither fast nor dangerous, but it gave people a feeling that it was difficult to resist. Ashrufat chose to avoid backwards rather than fend head-on.

"If you sharpen your skills purely by fighting, you will fall into this trap. Finrod continued to attack, and said. "Hone your instincts, but you're easily deceived by them. ”

The same feeling I had just now came again. Ashrufat clearly felt a killing force coming from behind. His intellect struggled to tell himself that it wasn't true, but uncontrollably departed a considerable portion of his mind to counteract the effect. In this way, whether it is reaction or speed, he has slowed down a lot, and he can only be on par with the other party.

"Sure enough, the arm strength is outstanding. Finrod's barrage of blows was blocked by Ashrufat, and he turned back. "But you can't win by brute force. ”

He struck again, and Ashrufat swung his sword to parry this time, but the moment the two swords touched, he suddenly felt that the opponent's sword had no strength at all, which was a false move. It was the first time that Ashrufat had felt this technique from his opponent, and then he understood how dangerous it was. He parried with a sword and struck the air, and just before he could catch it, Finrod's sword slashed through the gap.

Ashrufat made the right judgment and narrowly avoided the blow, but the clothes on his chest were still cut with a huge cut. Finrod's sword was going a few minutes in advance, and he was about to see blood.

No, in this case, you can't exert your strength at all. Strictly speaking, Finrod wasn't the most dangerous opponent he faced. But this feeling of feeling the enemy coming from another position from time to time was really terrible, and he couldn't concentrate on Finrod in front of him. It was as if an invisible shackle had trapped his hands and feet, leaving him with empty power but unable to exert it.

"No way, Carrie, tell me what's going on? Why do I always feel like an enemy is sneaking up from behind?"

"What's the matter? But master, I don't feel it at all. In her mind, Carrie said with some innocence.

"But I felt it...... What is always ...... for the sake of the Can you sense danger coming from different positions?" Ashrufat must now distance himself from Finrod. He desperately focused on Finrod, but even so, the sense of danger from the side, from behind, and everywhere else always lingered. There were no enemies around, but he felt that he was surrounded by many enemies, and countless sharp blades were waiting for an opportunity to strike. His "sanity" did its best to tell himself that there were no other enemies around, but his "instinct" repeatedly warned him. It's an indescribable feeling.

"Confused, Prince?" said Finrod, smiling, as he approached. "Because I used my 'qi' to mislead you. This technique makes no sense to ordinary fighters, because they don't have that kind of intuition. But it's very useful for a warrior of your type, an opponent who has developed an unusually sharp and intuitive instinct in countless battles of life and death. Prince, the stronger your instincts are, the less likely you are to win against me. The attack from behind came. ”

Ashrufat immediately felt a powerful sense of oppression in the back of his head, and instinctively told him that there was an enemy attacking from behind him at this moment. He struggled to suppress his urge to dodge. It's just a feeling, there are no enemies behind it.

"The enemy on the left. Finrod continued. The sense of crisis in the back of the head is gone, replaced by a sense of threat on the left. Ashrufat tried his best not to pay attention, but he still glanced in that direction. Of course, there was nothing to his left.

"Master, I guess it might be a hint. In her mind, Carrie said. "It should be more than just a hint, but there must be an element of hint in it. ”

"Tell me what the hell is going on!"

"Well, in martial arts, you deduce your opponent's next move based on the subtle movements of their limbs. It is a natural accumulation of experience, which is done and mastered unconsciously. And now this Finrod is using this to influence you. He deliberately made some subtle movements that made you miscalculate. ”

"How do you deal with this technique?"

"Even if I wanted to teach you, I wouldn't be able to teach you in this case. Carrie said. "Thankfully, it's a test, not a duel. Throw in the towel from him. Today is only the first day, and even according to your original plan, it will take three days. ”

"Prince, do you want to give up? Oh, it's human nature to want to retreat when the battle is not good. Finrod said as he pressed in. "But you know, big failures are often made up of small failures. Your expedition is destined to be lonely, without any backup. You're counting on turning the tide of battle next time, but the next opening is destined to be worse than this one. Will you make the same wise and cowardly decision next time? You want to share the pressure of the Phoenix King, but a retreat, and the pressure is over. ”

"He's talking to you, master, let's hurry up and throw in the towel. In her head, Carrie urged.

"There are countless kinds of bravery. On the battlefield, it is one to admit that one's plan is wrong and retreat, and it is also one to fight desperately to the last soldier, and there are many more. But among all the bravery, your Royal Highness, which one are you?" continued Finrod, methodically closing in on Ashrufat. His steps didn't look fast, but they were so clever that Ashrufat had to step backwards, and he was gradually forced into the corner of the room.

This is a damn feeling!Ashruphat was pretty sure that he could easily defeat this sword master as long as he could do his best, but he was distracted by these inexplicable threats and couldn't concentrate.

This situation may cause the other person to despair and give up - because after all, this is not a real life-and-death fight, it is just a competition. But Ashrufat felt a burst of excitement in his heart, a pride, a feeling of not wanting to lose. He looked at the smile on Finrod's face, but to overcome this opponent, everything had to be left behind. He ignores Carrie's warning, and this impulse, excitement, and pleasure that comes from the warrior's instinct trumps everything else.

Is it a hint? I unconsciously observe the subtle movements of the other person's body and use this to predict the other person's next move?

Well, it's better not to observe each other.

Ashruphat looked at the other party's footsteps and found that the movements made in front of the Sword Master were very regular. Every step he takes is rhythmic and fixed. There has never been a step more, and never a step less.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, do you want to become a sword master? But among the sword masters, in addition to weapons, there are also some skills that go beyond weapons. I'm using one of them now. Do you really understand what a Juggernaut is pursuing, or do you simply need us as an elite force?"

Ashrufat stopped, his gaze turned to the ground instead of looking at his opponent in front of him. The sense of crisis that arose anytime and anywhere was gone, or at least diluted.

"What is it that we Juggernauts are after, and if you can answer that question, then maybe you can win over me. But can you answer that question?"

One-step...... Two-step ......

"There are many princes who have tried to become a Juggernaut and then as a Juggernaut and get our following. But no one ever succeeded. ”

...... Three-step ...... Four Steps......

"This is because they are not Juggernauts, so they are destined not to pass the test. Your Royal Highness, can you do it? What are we pursuing after many years of training and countless battles? Can you answer this question?"

...... Five-step ...... Six Steps......

"You're looking at your feet. You want to entrust everything to your hearing? But it's useless, my sword can be silent as long as I want. Finrod pulled a sword flower, but the movement was swift but there was no normal sound of breaking the sky. But Ashrufat was unmoved.

...... Seven Steps...... Eight Steps...... It's here!

Ashrufat struck with his sword. It was the first time he had unleashed his sword with all his might, and his speed, agility, and strength were all at their peak. Finrod also drew his sword, blocking it in the second moment after Ashrufat hit his own worst. The two swords clashed, sparks flew out, and there was a stalemate. Feeling the power of his sword being unloaded by the other party, Ashrufar tightened his grip on the sword and adjusted the angle of force in time, forcing Finrod to wrestle with him. Then he found that although his strength had the upper hand, he could not completely overwhelm Finrod.

"If you don't use force in key positions, no amount of strength will be able to exert itself. Finrod kept smiling. "You're only relying on the strength of your wrist right now, and I'm using all my strength. ”

Ashrufat was silent, he felt a threat coming from the back of his head, as if a dangerous enemy was attacking from behind. But this time it couldn't stop Ashrufat from continuing to push harder. Ashruphat tightened his grip on his sword and stepped forward, pressing Finrod backwards. Perhaps, as Finrod said, he now only relies on his wrists, but even then he still has the upper hand in terms of strength. He has far more strength than elves.

In the blink of an eye, Finrod was pressed back. If he jumped backwards, he would inevitably be pursued by Ashrufat for a brief moment, and it would be equally dangerous if he continued to be pushed backwards like this. Exclamations of exclamation have already emerged from the audience watching the battle from a distance.

Ashrufat sensed danger coming from behind, left, and right. But this time, he controlled his instinctive impulses to distract. Let them stab him!, his reason and instinct combined to let out a roar deep inside, and then desperately continued to press the momentum towards the enemy in front of him.

Finrod ventured backwards, and then, of course, was struck hard by Ashrufate's full force. The Juggernaut Master barely parried this move, unloading the force of the sword, but was kicked in the leg by Ashrufat in the middle of a stumble. By the time he tried to regain his balance again, Ashruphat had already knocked his sword away and sent him to the ground.

"It looks like I'm losing. Finrod's neat clothes were disheveled, but he still smiled, looking at the blade of the sword in Eshurufat's hand. "Your strength is almost beyond the ...... The scope of common sense. ”

"For me, being brave is giving it my all. As long as there is a glimmer of hope for victory, it must not be given up. Ashrufat said calmly. Finrod smiled slightly, but did not answer.

"I know your answer. Ashrufat said.

"Oh?"

"The pursuit of the Juggernaut is to have great power, absolute control over the body and spirit, and freedom. ”