Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Sanchi Shui actually didn't have much confidence in his heart. His right wrist still hurt, and he had to hold it firmly with his left hand to stop it from trembling.

And it was the first time for him to assume this posture of holding a sword with both hands. The sword skills could indeed be used, but he didn't know what it would look like when used.

Sword move skills and Taoist skills are the two core skills of the Yunji Sword Sect. Taoist skills can be driven by formulas or talismans, and are very easy to use and do not require much detailed operation.

The expression of sword skills is convenient but not simple "moving at will".

The entry-level swordsmanship "Liangyi Swordsmanship" of Yunji Sword Sect only has sixteen positive and negative moves. Players can use them after learning these moves one by one. When using, the player only needs to think about it, and the body will automatically follow the sword moves.

The content is posed, and at the same time it explodes with speed and strength that normal people can never achieve.

This is also the most difficult part of learning sword skills. In the past games, whether it was keyboard and mouse operation or VR game server operation, the problem faced by players was that the body's reaction could not keep up with the consciousness: what the eyes saw,

I thought about what to do, but my body just wouldn't obey.

In this game, players will have a rare experience of what it means when consciousness cannot keep up with the body. The generation of an idea takes only one thousandth of a second, and the character's body composed of data only takes one thousandth of a second.

To deal with the content of this thought, but players may have to wait until this skill is used up before they can realize where the sword they just struck hit.

Although this kind of skill activated by thoughts has long been realized in some stand-alone games, this is an online game after all. In addition to NPC monsters, the opponents are also players who are also living people. It is no exaggeration to say that in

Every battle here is unrepeatable and a unique experience.

Therefore, players not only need to spend some extra time to become familiar with the posture, strength and speed of each move, so as to perform more precise operations, but also learn to control their thoughts, lest they just think about it casually and the body starts to

Dancing and waving and poking.

Once they became familiar with this method of operation, the sense of accomplishment as if they had learned a peerless martial arts, and the infinite flexibility in applying it to the enemy, made these swordsmen extremely excited.

Most players adapt according to their own habits when practicing these skills. Few people will deliberately try a sword-drawing method that they are not used to, just like right-handers rarely spend time learning to eat with their left hand.

The same is naturally true for Sanchi Shui. He is used to using one-handed swords, and his dominant hand is the same right hand as most people. Even because of some of his own personality, he does not hold the sword tightly with his right hand, but to ensure flexibility.

Leave some room.

This is also the reason why the sword in his hand would miss the target just after he received a single blow.

Sui Zai, who was watching the battle from the side, also frowned after seeing San Chi Shui's posture. He obviously knew that San Chi Shui was not in good condition at this time.

"Do you need help now?" Nian Nian held the bow and was eager to give it a try.

"Look again." Shisui pondered for a moment and replied.

Nian Nian shrugged, indicating that he listened to him, but he still took out a wooden arrow from the quiver on his waist and played with it in his hand.

"I said, why are you still fighting? Can you still fight?" Zimo looked at Sanchi Shui's posture, spread his hands helplessly and said.

"Whether you can fight or not, you'll know if you try it!" Sanchi Shui didn't want to talk nonsense. After gathering his composure, he changed to holding the sword with one hand, and clenched his right hand into a fist, tightly wrapping the hilt of the sword.

He still took one step forward, as if he was about to attack head-on. The sword in his hand changed from stabbing to sharpening, slashing straight towards Zimo's left shoulder.

Zi Mo took out his sword to block it. After the swords struck each other, the sword edge turned around and swept across Zi Mo's abdomen from right to left, leaving a trail of blood.

"Hey~ Not bad~" Zimo stepped back and touched his abdomen. The sword edge just swept past. Although the wound looked long, it was actually not deep and did not affect him much.

action.

Sanchi Shui didn't reply, and the next sword struck Zimo's left shoulder, as if he was going to repeat his old trick.

Zimo's eyes became more serious, and the sword in his right hand slashed at the incoming sword light, directly suppressing Sanchi Shui's sword edge. The blade bit the blade, and he followed the blade towards San Chi Shui's sword.

The hand slipped away, and just when Sanchishui thought he was going to attack his wrist again, the blade stopped, but an elbow hit Sanchishui hard on the chest.

San Chi Shui was pushed backwards, his body was unstable, and his steps were messed up. Before he could stand still, Zimo's knife struck him like a violent storm. Each knife was with the same force, even with the same force.

The knife came out at an angle, but the three feet of water did not dare not block it, because the knife came too fast.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clank, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, clang, asá," clang, clang, clang"",""""" clang"" for four swords later," Sanchishui's tiger's mouth after the shock was already numb, and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.

San Chi Shui gritted his teeth, this was the disgusting part of using force to overwhelm others. This Zi Mo was obviously of a higher level than him, and with the power bonus of his own sect, he was being bullied to the point of being helpless.

Be flexible, you must be flexible, Sanchi Shui thought silently in his heart, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

But, it didn’t happen!?

Zimo's knife style is very simple, with a black blade and handle, a straight blade and a single edge. The knife is sharp and has a thick back. It is a knife suitable for chopping.

Zimo's moves with the sword are also very simple. He slashes horizontally and vertically, opens and closes widely, and cuts and presses continuously. This fully demonstrates the domineering and fierceness of the sword. Pressing down three feet of water, there is no way to avoid it, so he can only do it.

Let's go head-to-head with him.

After several blows, Sanchi Shui seemed to be a little exhausted. When dealing with one of the blows, not only was his arm bent, but he also took an extra step back.

Zimo took the opportunity and took a step forward. The knife moved with the person, and with the cold wind, the sword light struck Sanchi Shui again.

However, after taking a step back, Sanchi Shui shifted his center of gravity directly, stepped quickly with his feet, turned around at the same time, and stabbed Zimo's ribs diagonally with his sword.

Zimo naturally saw the sword, but he remained unmoved. He even moved his chest directly to the tip of the sword, and the sword he slashed just changed its direction. It originally struck Sanchi Shui's shoulder directly.

The blade was aimed directly at his head.

Sanchi Shui felt a chill in his heart when he saw the light of the sword, but he didn't want to retreat just like that. He simply gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck and faced Zimo's blade. At the same time, he stabbed Zimo's chest fiercely with the sword in his hand.

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Seeing that both sides would suffer losses, a ray of green light suddenly flew over and hit Zimo's blade with a "ding" sound. The shock made Zimo's right hand go numb, and the sword barely scratched his scalp with three feet of water.

Pass.

Zi Mo's sword missed, but Sanchi Shui's sword didn't miss, and it went into Zi Mo's chest with a pop.

Zimo simply stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the sword blade of Sanchi Shui as he was about to pull it out. He was about to pull out the sword again, but was hit by Nian Nian's arrow again, but still failed to hit San Chi Shui who was facing him.

"Hey!" Zimo turned his head to look at Nian Nian dissatisfied. His left hand still held the edge of San Chi Shui's sword firmly, preventing him from pulling out the Yun Ji sword.

"Can the onlookers please stop making sneak attacks?" Zimo shouted to Nian Nian, "Are you still talking about morality?"

Niannian was too lazy to answer. The tip of the arrow pointed at Zimo's right hand moved towards his head, obviously saying to him, "If I wanted to attack you by surprise, you would have died long ago."

Zimo looked at Sanchishui helplessly: "Let's not fight now, right? If I beat you again, it will be a beating. Do you think it's interesting?"

Sanchi Shui hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Then we won't fight. Just let go."

Zimo didn't doubt that there was fraud in this. Sanchishui told him to let go, so he simply let go.

Sanchi Shui really didn't mean to deceive him. When he saw that Zimo had loosened his grip on Yun Jiujian, he quickly retracted his sword and stepped back, keeping distance from Zimo.

Zimo sighed and looked at his bloody chest, raised his head and asked Sanchi Shui: "Friend, do you still have the blood medicine? Share it."

Sanchishui took out the blood medicine with a strange look on his face, threw it to Zimo along with the small porcelain bottle containing the medicine, and then said, "My name is Sanchishui, I am not your friend."

"We don't know each other without fighting! Friends, right?" Zimo threw the medicine into his mouth and looked at Sui and Niannian who were approaching.

"I'm not your friend either." Niannian rejected Zi Mo Tao's approach and replied rudely.

"Whether we are friends or not depends on what you plan to do." Shi Sui smiled lightly, raised his hand and threw another small porcelain bottle to Zimo, and then said: "This should have a better effect."

"Thank you." Zimo took one and poured one into his mouth, then threw back the porcelain bottle he got from Sanchishui.

"Aren't you afraid that this is poison?" Shi Sui raised his eyebrows.

"You have no reason to kill me." Zimo smiled, "At least you won't kill me yet, because you still have many questions to ask."

"Then please try your best to answer our questions." Shi Sui nodded and smiled.

"I can answer questions, but there's no rush." ​​Zimo shook his head and looked at Nian Nian, "How about we discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter?" Nian Nian asked calmly, watching as the tit that was frightened by the battle landed back on Zimo's shoulder.

"Work together inside and outside to help us get rid of the flower demon's barrier."

Nian Nian's face darkened and he flatly refused: "Impossible."

"Then take a step back, how about we cooperate inside and outside and open a gap?" Zimo said with a smile.

"What on earth are you going to do?" Nian Nian asked, frowning.

"My purpose is the same as yours," Zimo said with a solemn expression, looking into Nian Nian's eyes, "We also want to get the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer out of that valley, and to do this, the barrier must

It’s going to break!”