Blue Sword

The second fight began soon, and the Weisbach family sent Henry to take charge.

The other party sent nobles as contestants, so the Wolfe family naturally couldn't neglect it, and Viscount Heinrich personally took part in the battle.

Both of them used one-handed straight swords, which were popular among nobles in duels because of their slender and elegant blades.

Judging from the fighting situation, both sides were almost competing in pure strength, reaction and swordsmanship skills, and did not use extraordinary abilities - it may be that they are not extraordinary people, but ordinary people who have absorbed extraordinary powers.

It may also be that they are deliberately hiding their own strength. After all, as nobles, there is no need to fight to the death in knight combat.

The girls stared down and made similar judgments one after another, but Asker could see clearly: these two people were really fighting to the death, but this was the level of ordinary people's fighting.

Insufficient strength, poor reflexes, and no special abilities. Fighting with all your strength is just like this. It cannot achieve the thrilling fight of extraordinary beings.

An unexpected thrust, Henry quickly turned his head to dodge, and the sword blade slashed across the side of his face, leaving a long and narrow wound.

His long sword slashed straight down, suppressing Heinrich's long sword, but the latter quickly hit him with a knee, making him stoop and bend over, and the sword blade was immediately placed on him. on the neck.

"You lose," Heinrich gasped, "but I forgive you, I forgive your life."

Henry spat aside and glared at him fiercely. In the Weisbach family's territory, he certainly wasn't worried that the Wolf Viscount would dare to kill him.

However, the two sides were evenly matched, but due to several mistakes of his own, he failed to defeat the other side, which made him feel a strong sense of loss.

Heinrich put away his sword, and the doctors on the sidelines swarmed over and took Henry to the nearby infirmary for treatment.

Returning to the top box, Heinrich calmly saluted the Duke of Bavaria, but the latter did not show any displeasure and just nodded slightly.

This old pretentious thing! Heinrich cursed in his mind.

In any case, the Wolf family finally got a win. As long as Meyer can defeat his opponent cleanly, the winner of this knight fight will be determined.

In the third battle, Meyer walked off the field early and leaned his sword on the ground.

Asker slowly walked off the field. At this time, he had removed most of his weapons, only keeping a long sword with him, and faced Meyer calmly.

"When did Cat and Dog become the leader of the Richard Turner Swordsmen?" Meyer was not in a hurry to take action, but just took the lead in taunting him, "Have all the other members of the Swordsmen lost their hands? "

"No way." Asker shrugged, "When they invited me, I said you should hire someone else. But Nuremberg told me that Richard Turner had already decided that you would be the swordsman. Chief of the regiment."

Meyer felt a little uncomfortable hearing these strange words and sneered: "Just you?"

"If I were still in the teacher's swordsman corps, do you think you could get to this position?"

"I heard that before Nuremberg," Asker said slowly, "you were the chief of the Swordsmen. What? The pressure is too much and you can't continue?"

"Haha." Meyer sneered contemptuously from under his mustache, "If I had known that someone like you could be the chief, I should have resigned earlier."

"The reason for leaving is because you can't improve your swordsmanship, right?" Ask suddenly said.

Just as Meyer was about to subconsciously refute, he suddenly became strangely silent.

That's right, as the leading swordsman genius in the swordsmen group, the reason why he left the Richard Turner Swordsmen Group in the first place was not because of being arrogant or having a falling out with his teacher, as other swordsmen suspected.

It was because his swordsmanship strength at that time did encounter a bottleneck that was difficult to break through.

Richard Turner said that he fell into some kind of "ideological shackles" and he believed the teacher at first. However, no matter how hard we try, we cannot break through that invisible and intangible bottleneck.

Coupled with the swordsman juniors who were not as good as him, their strength began to improve by leaps and bounds after joining the group. The swordsman who was originally unable to take one of his moves began to fight him back and forth a few months later, and he gradually couldn't help but suspect that the teacher was deliberately hiding his secrets, fearing that one day his strength would surpass him.

So Meyer left the team in anger. In the few years of his solo adventure, he summed up what he had learned throughout his life and created the "square swordsmanship" that incorporated all his experience, and even brought out a team of swordsmen of his own.

However, that bottleneck is still unbreakable, like an invisible glass ceiling, still restricting him from taking any further steps on the path of swordsmanship.

"Did the teacher tell you my question?" Meyer's voice was trembling.

"No, it's obvious." Asik said with a low smile, "You can see it from the square sword technique you invented. The specific sword path? The order of rotation? The trajectory of the move? You are too stubborn in those so-called rules and regulations. .”

"Swordsmanship is not an assembly line industrial production. How can there be any fixed steps? It requires not only thousands of practices and experiments, but more importantly, the inspiration that spurts out in a life-and-death fight."

"The more you concentrate on studying how to improve swordsmanship instead of trying to innovate, the easier it will be for you to fall into the huge shackles you have woven. If you continue like this, you will never be able to catch up with the old swordsman in front of you, but you will be able to catch up with the other swordsmen who join the group later. They are almost catching up with you, right?"

"Shut up!" These words touched Meyer's sore spot. His face was half green and half white. He finally suppressed the anger in his chest, raised his sword and sneered:

"I hope your sword can be as sharp as your tongue."

"Okay." Ask put down his sword.

The two bodies collided for an instant, and then separated in an instant. Meyer turned around and charged again, the sword in his hand spinning rapidly.

Square swordsmanship!

The so-called square swordsmanship does not mean that the path of the sword is like a square, but that the trajectory of the sword is composed of countless irregular ovals. These ovals are densely drawn within a square, so it is called square swordsmanship.

The same swordsmanship in the hands of Meyer, the founder, was much faster than that of the male swordsman who was defeated by Hildrifa before. He wielded the long sword so tightly that the spectators outside the venue could only see the silvery afterimages connected together. As Asker kept adjusting the position of the sword to block, it made a series of dense collision sounds.

The circle of the sword he waved became smaller and smaller, and Asik's defensive range was also quickly compressed. Suddenly, he stabbed forward with the sword in both hands, aiming at the position that Asik had no time to defend at this time.

Then he was shocked to find that the sword had penetrated the air. Even when he was preparing to thrust, Asik had already jumped back and left the range of his attack.