Chapter 612: Out of the Corner of the Eye
The Viking warriors burst into laughter, and suddenly attacked, raised their axes and pounced on them like wild beasts.
Ji Aojian hurriedly picked up the heavy spear and pointed at the figure opposite.
As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. The Viking warrior suddenly found that the tip of the opponent's spear was aimed at the center line of his body, and if he rushed forward regardless of it, he would inevitably be stabbed in the chest and lungs, and then nailed through the vertebrae.
He immediately swayed from side to side, with all sorts of chaotic steps under his feet, trying to bypass the eighteen-foot spear from the side and deliver a close blow to the enemy.
But no matter how he changed his position, the spear seemed to lock him, always moving with the median line of his body, blocking the front, and the relative height did not change.
The Viking warriors finally felt the heavy pressure.
An archer is not scary, but if you see an archer hit the heart every time, when you face him and pull the bow, a deep shadow will inevitably arise in your heart, associating yourself with the target.
Similarly, a Macedonian spearman is not terrible to point his spear at you, but if he always aims his spear at you at exactly the same angle and height, the spear is like a cannon on a launch pad with automatic aiming equipment, giving people a sense of powerlessness that cannot be escaped.
Ji Aojian also felt very uncomfortable.
The weight of this spear was so outrageous that it could only be swung slowly and reluctantly, and if it weren't for the fact that he was holding an eighteen-foot spear like a compass, and a small amount of movement in his hand would have allowed the tip of the spear to draw a long distance, and he would not have had time to keep up with the opponent's nimble figure.
And luckily, I once had a subordinate of Viking descent. He has a good understanding of the axe methods of this clan, with excellent prediction and sensitive reactions. in order to accurately grasp the trajectory of the other party's actions,
As for launching a counterattack. In this state where you can only be a compass, you don't have to think about it. As long as the enemy does not break through his weak defenses, then the situation is stabilized.
No wonder the third sister said that she should use a steady fighting style, fight steadily, step by step, be cautious, guard against arrogance and rashness, and do not seek merit. But there is no fault, no leakage, and no airtightness......
This tactic couldn't be more correct!
Of course, this kind of dog-biting hedgehog situation is very dull, and Ji Aojian is also considering the possibility of abandoning the spear and entering the white blade empty-handed.
This Viking warrior's body skills and axe skills are very deep and solid, and the fighting ability embodied is completely above the first-class masters, compared to Harold and the like, it is not at the same level at all. However, it seems that it is the foundation of pirates after all, and it seems that there has been no pattern of superior martial arts for hundreds of years. Ji Aojian felt that the probability of beating him empty-handed was at least seventy percent, and he couldn't help but feel very itchy in his heart.
However, the advantage of "fist one sword three" is not trivial, and the other party is an old bird who has participated in three competitions, and the real strength may not be easily guessed. Who knows if he is clumsy? If he fights empty-handed, and the opponent suddenly uses a set of mysterious god-level axe techniques, wouldn't that be self-defeating?
Wu Xueyun: If you don't die, you won't die. Ji Aojian silently thought in his heart: This is the first battle. We must be steady and conservative, and we must not be impulsive. As long as I don't make mistakes, the situation won't get worse at least.
After a while. The Viking warriors' martial arts were never able to change the situation.
Ji Aojian felt that he couldn't see his details more clearly, and the spear movement was more casual in defense, and he couldn't spend much thought on himself, so he couldn't help but be a little bored. I simply raised my head and looked at the "LCD screens" on the surrounding stone pillars to watch the other events.
Under this look, it is really wonderful, all kinds of excellent troops, strange weapons, advanced martial arts, and sharp tactics in European history are dazzling and feasting the eyes.
There was a Frankish heavy cavalryman, like a tank, who trampled his opponent straight over. Oh, so you can fight with your mount?
A Swiss halberd soldier dragged the cavalry off his horse with a hook on his head, and then the heavy blade chiseled down and pierced through the helm of the dismounter. Hey, this is also a heavy weapon, why does he make it so handy?
There was a Bolgar archer, who kept galloping and shooting arrows, shooting to death the opponent on foot who was not maneuverable. This, how do I fight?
There was a Grand Druid, who summoned a large group of rock monsters, and the army group charged forward, and then, there was no more......
Well, the Great Druid really crushed everything.
Ji Aojian watched it with relish, but his opponent felt very unpleasant, "Boy, be serious, you are fighting with Uncle and I!"
"I know, I know. Ji Aojian replied casually, "I'm watching you out of the corner of my eye, and it won't affect the game between us." ”
"Out of the corner of your eye!?" the Vikings burst into a rage, "Boy, if you are a real warrior, you can have a good fight with the uncle, and you can only defend with a spear, what kind of ability is it?"
"Let's have a fight? Ji Aojian responded positively, "I have a better proposal, why don't we throw down our weapons and have an empty-handed duel, isn't it more enjoyable?"
The Viking warrior was alert and did not immediately agree, "Why fight empty-handed, the axe is our glory!"
"If you don't want to, forget it. Ji Aojian replied indispensably, and looked up to watch the other games.
His slow performance, it doesn't matter if it is delayed until next year, which provokes the opponent to be even more angry, "Okay, empty-handed, let's meet each other!"
"Then it's decided, I'll shout one, two, three, and let go of the weapon together. ”
The Viking man clenched his casserole-sized fist, the muscles of his whole body undulating like mountains, and sneered, "Boy, now you are dead." ”
Ping Pong was beaten indiscriminately, Ji Ao Sword Tiger Fist Leopard Leg didn't use a few moves, he let go of the Viking, stepped on his back, and said in high spirits, "My big cat fist is invincible in the world! Mighty and unparalleled! Tested for a long time! Recognized by the world! A guy like you, I can fight ten with my bare hands!"
"Mean, you are so mean!" shouted the Viking warrior, "you can't win with weapons, but trick me into laying down my weapons!"
"I can't win you with weapons?" Ji Aojian snorted, "I'll use your axe, you use my spear, let's fight again." ”
"How can I fight, the weapon gap is too big, it's too unfair!"
"So this is not fair?" Ji Aojian shouted angrily, "Then why do I use a spear and you use an axe, and I am not convinced if you can't win?"
The Vikings were slurking, they really had nothing to say, and suddenly burst into tears, "I'm not reconciled, I still haven't broken the record of a round of tours this time, and I have no face to see my fellow fathers!"
"So you've always been a round tour?" Ji Aojian said in surprise, "Big brother, this competition is once in a hundred years, you have participated in three competitions before, and you haven't made any progress in three hundred years?"
The Vikings said dejectedly, "There is no way, there are geniuses in the country, and my ability is always at the bottom, but I can't break through." ”
"Well, you know that you are poor, why do you have to participate again and again, wouldn't it be nice to be a spectator quietly?"
"It's all about participation. ”
Ji Aojian was surprised, "Since the focus is on participation, why complain about being eliminated in one round?"
"Because this time, I lost to the Macedonian spearmen, it's really humiliating!"
"I'll go!" Ji Aojian couldn't bear it anymore, raised his foot and stepped on it hard, "What's wrong with losing to the spearman, does the spearman have no human rights, can't he be a winner, can't he be a respectable opponent...... Hey, this guy's body actually disappeared, is it considered that he was trampled to death by me?"
With a flash of white light, Ji Aojian suddenly found that he had returned to the center of Stonehenge, the spear was standing by his hand again, and the fatigue of the battle just now had all disappeared, as if he had returned to his initial state.
The opponent of the second game also appeared in front of him, still a fierce and strong warrior, holding a bronze short sword in his right hand, a round shield in his left hand, a chain mail on his body, and two javelins, obviously more balanced in attack and defense than the Vikings.
This is a Roman hoplite. (To be continued.) )