A Different World That Started as a Slave

The scene in front of him was full of astonishment, and he seemed to want to show his inner shock.

The play for Alger was over, but the play for others needed some ending.

Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting.

"I... did I win?"

Rians said in astonishment, with doubts and a little surprise in his tone, as if he didn't expect that he would win, and in this way.

The guard on the side was also shocked by this sudden scene.

So after hearing Reans' voice, he realized what he should do.

"The left side wins, the right side loses."

The guard announced the result loudly.

And Ben, who had been waiting outside the field for a long time, quickly walked to Reans' side.

Compared with the previous one, Ben had some new wounds, but there was no wound as deep as the one on his left arm, so it looked like nothing serious.

Ben patted Reens' shoulder with his right hand to bring Reens back to his senses.

After being patted on the shoulder, Reens turned to face Ben.

Of course, he had already noticed Ben's approach, but he still pretended to be just awakened.

The details must be done well, so that the image can make others believe it.

"Okay! Reens! You can actually beat that Alger, amazing."

Ben praised Reens.

He did not care about Reens' injuries at the first time, but praised Reens in a slightly exaggerated tone.

Judging others by himself, Ben felt that Reens would be a little uncomfortable with his first murder.

So he wanted to distract Reens' attention in this way.

But how could Ben think that his friend was just acting.

Reens would not feel uncomfortable with his first murder.

Or rather, he had already passed this stage.

However, Reans was neither a god nor a mind reader.

So he did not react to Ben's intention, but felt a little uncomfortable with his praise in this tone.

Although Ben's appearance was somewhat unexpected, Reans continued to act according to the script he had prepared in his mind.

"I didn't expect to win, and in such a sudden way."

"At that moment, I almost thought I was going to be killed by Alger, but I didn't expect..."

"I never expected that a hastily swung sword would produce such a result."

"Is this a stroke of genius, or is Alger too careless?"

"Yes, my strength is far inferior to his, and it's normal for him to look down on me."

"It's just that he probably didn't expect that his carelessness would lead to his death."

Reans said to Ben with a tone of fear and relief.

He also deliberately raised his voice a little to explain it to the people around him.

"Winning is winning, luck is also part of strength."

"Don't think too much, he wants to kill you, and it's a normal counterattack for you to kill him."

Ben comforted Reans.

Ben regarded Reans's raising of his voice as a fear of the situation just now, so he continued to comfort him.

Ben also understood Reans's fear.

After all, who knows that he was only one step away from death just now, and will have a fear of the emotions.

Hearing Ben's comfort, Reans also understood what his friend meant this time.

This is because he thought he would feel uncomfortable with killing Alger, so he came to persuade him.

Just like he persuaded and comforted his friend before.

Reans was a little amused for a while, and quickly changed the subject and said: "Let's not talk about this, how was your duel?"

The people around him have dispersed, indicating that the ending of the play is over.

"I lost. The opponent I met was very strong. Of course, my opponent was not as good as Alger."

"But you are really unlucky to meet Alger."

"Fortunately, the final result is good."

"Back to my side, both of us are more rational, so although I lost, it's not a big deal."

Ben responded.

"That's good. I wanted to admit defeat at that time, but Alger's attack was too fierce and I didn't have a chance to speak."

"He is like a mad dog, biting people."

Rians said, and he explained to Ben why he didn't admit defeat just now.

"Forget it, everything is over. Did you get medicine from the instructor?"

Rians continued.

"I have

I've already gone to get it. My head almost delayed your treatment. You're already covered in blood."

"Let's go, let's get the medicine quickly."

Ben looked a little embarrassed, and then urged Reans.

"It's okay, don't worry. Although there are many wounds, they are all minor injuries. It's nothing serious."

Reans smiled and responded.

However, he still followed Ben and walked quickly to the place to collect the medicine.

...

After drinking the water version of [Healing Potion], Reans and Ben also found a place to rest.

Then, Reans said that he was a little sleepy after drinking the medicine and hoped to take care of him who was sleeping.

After getting Ben's consent, Reans also entered the dungeon.

He had some ideas that he wanted to verify.

"People have weaknesses, swordsmanship has flaws, and everything has its strengths and weaknesses. "

"Just like Alger's arrogance, Ben's softness, and my... arrogance, these are the weaknesses of our respective characters."

"This is also reflected in the swordsmanship to a certain extent."

"Because Alger is arrogant, he only attacks and does not defend; and because I am conceited, I always take risky moves in pursuit of a one-shot kill."

"Will weakness... be the key to my swordsmanship improvement?"

Rians muttered to himself in the white space, and then chose to enter a copy.

The scene in front of him changed.

Rians stared at Alger, who was holding a long sword and attacking him, and whispered to himself:

"Will you help me verify this problem? Alger."

Rians defended and dodged Alger's attacks while carefully observing Alger's slashing movements.

"He uses attack instead of defense, which seems to be continuous, but it can't be comprehensive."

"There is still a large gap between the slashes, and go straight to the weakness along the gap. "

Riens whispered.

Then, Reens dodged Alger's long sword and thrust it straight, piercing his heart, and then put away the sword.

Reens stood there with his head down, thinking about his actions just now.

He completely ignored Alger's fall and the large amount of blood spurting out of his body.

"No, I still haven't found that special connection between people and swordsmanship."

"Come again..."

Reens said to himself.

Personality affects swordsmanship, this is the swordsmanship tendency.

What about style? Reens didn't know, so he kept looking for it.

Next, Reens slaughtered Alger over and over again.

He wanted to peek into the secret of "swordsmanship style" from the so-called "weakness".