Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 4 4. The swords of the two "bears"

The idea of ​​​​fighting a single person against a swarm is to transform one-on-one into several one-on-one battles.

Evil ghosts are not very powerful monsters. A farmer with a long manure fork in his hand can escape with his life from a single evil ghost if he is calm and brave.

Their claws are indeed sharp enough to dig into the ground, but the dung fork has a greater advantage in attack distance than the claws.

However, Lan En has experienced several battles in this magical medieval world.

He knew very well that in sword fights, enemies that could be easily defeated one-on-one could only be defeated one-on-two.

The one who will be "easily solved" is you!

The reality is: for humans, even witchers, blood vessels and tendons are only a few millimeters to a few centimeters beneath the skin.

For claws or weapons, a few millimeters of flesh is no different than non-existence.

Scratching is a wound, and a wound will affect movement.

Then, without relying on one's own will, the disadvantage will become greater and greater, and eventually one's throat will be cut off as a matter of course.

Lan En has never experienced this situation before, and he doesn't want to experience it at all.

Therefore, even though the Bear School's witcher mutation formula emphasizes physical fitness and strength, the Bear School's swordsmanship style is tough and solid.

He still frequently shifts his footing.

Seventeen evil ghosts roared towards them, and the instructor's eyes behind him were cold and without any warmth.

Young people can only move laterally.

In order not to be surrounded by the evil ghosts, he must be twice as fast as the evil ghosts!

Is this possible for a young man who is hungry?

——Not only possible! Lan En did better!

"Bang!"

The thin cowhide boots stepped on the ground with the joint force of muscles and bones, and the soft valley soil was kicked up and a burst of dust flew up.

There were even a few weed roots mixed in among the splashing earth and rocks.

The young man, who was not strong in stature, rushed towards the side gap like a crazy bear!

After a few screams and claws, the scavenging creature immediately turned to follow.

The explosive power of scavengers is certainly not as powerful as that of witchers.

He was quickly thrown away in a straight-line contest.

However, among the evil ghosts that were originally in a long line, the few at the end of the team had the opportunity to take the shortest route and get in front of Lan En.

In the stinky mouth, there were shreds of rotten meat hanging from the twisted and hideous teeth.

The five evil ghosts have already taken over Lan En's path, and are now hunching their waists in anticipation, stroking their paws.

The young man's expression did not change at all.

It was as if what he was wearing was not some cheap cotton armor, but the family heirloom armor of knights and knights. Or maybe the five pairs of claws in front of him that can dig tunnels underground don't exist.

He watched as the mouths of the five evil ghosts opened wider and wider as the fresh flesh and blood approached, until they could no longer bear the temptation.

Following his hunting instinct, he jumped up. His short body used his own weight in mid-air and thrust his claws downwards.

And Lan En's cat eyes were slightly enlarged at this moment!

"Quen!"

The seal that can build a physical protective shield lights up with the aura of magic.

Under normal circumstances, this seal will be directly invisible. It will only take effect the moment the witcher is attacked, swing away from the attack and then shatter.

But with the knowledge of the Bear School, it will generate an orange-yellow spherical protective shield.

This is not a profound usage. In fact, the entire witcher's seal system is considered a trick in the eyes of a real wizard.

Even if it is a mere attack from evil ghosts, this seal can at most block the first one, and then it will be overloaded and broken.

But Lan En, this young man who was thrown from a stable era to a barbaric era, would of course make full use of all the power he had access to when he was in a sense of crisis.

Spherical protective shields are very common, and it is also common to generate them from the soles of the feet and close up on the top of the head, but.

If, I mean if.

An enemy jumped down from mid-air. At a very coincidental moment in time and space, during the process of generating the protective shield, the protective shield that had not yet closed into a ball tripped its feet. What would happen?

You may have never experienced what it feels like to go downstairs and step into the air, or what it feels like to go upstairs and lift your legs not high enough.

Today, it was experienced.

The center of gravity is an extremely important factor in any fight or martial arts. There are many ways to play it in the magical world.

Lan En's cat eyes calmly met the evil ghost's suddenly widened and panicked eyes for a brief moment.

While rolling in mid-air, three of the five evil ghosts were tripped up by the protective shield that "happened" to form.

They jumped directly over the young man's head and smashed into the group of evil ghosts chasing the flesh and blood.

Suddenly a crowd of people stood on their backs.

The sound of the shield shattering was heard. Even if there was no direct attack, the force of the impact of the three evil ghosts was enough to break Quen.

In the midair in front of Lan En, there were two scavengers roaring towards him with their claws straightened.

They don't care how the same kind in front of them flew out, they are just anxious to eat the first bite of meat!

But Lan En, who had lost his shield, looked at them with eyes that were no different from them.

It's like looking at a piece of meat already lying on the chopping board.

The Quen seal just now was not used for protection, idiot.

With a "bang", the orange-yellow shield collapsed into fragments with real kinetic energy!

"Whoa?"

Before the two demons in mid-air could react to what was happening, the outward explosion of the fragments distorted their postures.

Then there was a flash of cold light.

"bass!"

The sound of the sharp blade piercing the air is cold to the bone!

Lan En held the cheap Willen sword to the side of his face, with the sword tip pointing directly at the evil ghost's body.

This dusty long sword was deliberately placed at a weird angle.

As Lan En thrust forward, his hand felt as laborious as digging into cooked leather.

If it's a silver weapon, it's almost like cutting meat normally.

Although it took a lot of effort, the thin body of the evil ghost could not stop the thrust with momentum and center of gravity.

It was stabbed through the belly of the first evil ghost. As if by coincidence, the tip of the sword hit the second evil ghost's jaw covered with excess skin.

Directly from the jaw to the brain!

It looked like a panicked swordsman, who got lucky after the adrenaline surge, so by some strange combination of circumstances, he failed to kill the first one in front of him, but instead killed the second one.

But beneath this surface, Lan En's accuracy, power, and control of the blade's tendons were all impeccable.

Only at the last moment, his tiger's mouth seemed to accidentally hit the cross sword grid in front of the sword hilt.

The force of the thrust was so great that the resistance of the evil ghost's body was so strong that the cross sword grid actually loosened amidst the "clicking" sound.

Under this squeeze, the wooden handle of the sword also cracked.

The tiger's mouth cracked open and blood spattered.

But what's more serious is that a long sword with a loose sword frame can still be used when facing ordinary people.

But facing monsters, even evil spirits, is seeking death!

Lan En is equivalent to losing his only weapon.

At the same time, the fifteen evil ghosts behind him had gotten up again and rushed towards him.

But Lan En relaxed his arm muscles as if he had finished his work.

Put down the mutton skewer-like long sword and the evil ghost.

He didn't look behind him, but in the noisy footsteps of the evil ghosts, he already heard the voice he wanted to hear.

It is a kind of light step like a cat that will naturally occur when you have achieved some achievements in the art of combat.

In the mist behind the fifteen evil ghosts, a tall and strong black figure emerged in the silence.

Cold and silent.

For Bordong, safety has been confirmed, there are no fog monsters here.

Silver sword light flashed suddenly.

Unlike Lan En's precise and ruthless swordsmanship, Bordon's swordsmanship adheres to the consistent characteristics of the Bear School.

——A solid sense of strength!

"Pfft!"

The sound of blood was mixed with the sound of bones being broken.

Bordon's silver sword, carrying the stinky blood of evil spirits, drew a sad arc.

The four evil ghosts were cut off directly from the chest because they were stationed closely together.

The chest of the fifth one was cut in half, and the silver sword was stuck on the sternum. The huge force drove the thin body away.

The tip of the sword protruding from its chest sliced ​​off half of the sixth evil ghost's head.

Fifteen evil ghosts were gathered together, with their backs exposed.

Just a few sword swings were enough for Bordon.

This "use" of Lan En - excellent value for money.

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