I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 119 Start training! (Part 1)

Lancelot followed Boru obediently, and the two of them walked through the narrow corridor, followed the path that Mokre had walked, and soon arrived at the entrance of the Blackthorn Arena.

Although it was already close to five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun hanging in the blue sky was still fierce and scorching the chaotic and disordered land.

"drink!"

"kill!"

"Dry!"

As soon as Lancelot stepped into the arena, there was a noise in his ears. Looking around, it turned out that there were already hundreds of gladiators undergoing daily training in the arena.

He squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the auditorium. There was no one on the steps. However, there were a few men in rich clothes standing under the blue area. One of the men in red caught the boy's attention. That man was eight out of ten.

Nine is Harvey.

The boy followed Boru to a deserted corner of the arena, and they decided to start training here.

"Teacher Bolu, shall we start now?" Lancelot asked, stretching his body gracefully.

Boru grinned and responded; "Lancelot, don't you think something is missing?"

"Uh." Lancelot didn't react for a moment. He looked around. Everyone was focused on training, and the weapons in their hands reflected dazzling light in the sun.

"By the way, I don't have a weapon yet."

"Did you see the weapon rack over there?" Boru said and pointed to the center of the arena, where there were five huge wooden racks filled with all kinds of weapons.

"Let's go, I have to choose a suitable weapon for you first."

Lancelot nodded, and the two of them walked towards the weapons rack.

However, in the process, Lancelot discovered something that surprised him: he passed the place where Mocre and Eusebio fought in the afternoon, but found that there was no trace of blood on the ground, not even any footprints.

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Lancelot was astonished. He witnessed with his own eyes the whole process from Mokre's appearance to his death. He could still vividly see the trajectory of the giant sword dragging on the ground, the long sword piercing into the deep pit of the loess, and the blood splattering everywhere.

In the head.

If Lancelot remembered correctly, after the end of Mokre, there was another duel in the gladiatorial arena. How on earth could the venue be cleaned up in such a short period of time?

"Lancelot, are you okay?" Boru couldn't help asking when he saw the boy's confused expression.

"No, it's okay." Lancelot shook his head to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Choose for yourself."

"Okay." Lancelot glanced from left to right at the dazzling array of weapons on the weapons rack, including daggers, long knives, fist blades, double-edged axes, maces, spears, and many other weapons that he couldn't name.

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The boy took out a thin sword with a round handle of about one meter from the weapon rack, and asked Boru on the side: "Teacher Boru, what do you think of this?"

“You’ll know if you try it.”

Lancelot took a deep breath, held the rapier with both hands and swung it forward vigorously.

"The strength is very average, and can even be described as poor. Judging from the sword just swung, any gladiator can chop off your head instantly." Boru said and took a long gun from the weapon rack.

, turned back and said to Lancelot.

"Lancelot, I think you should stick to your original idea. Half-heartedness will only make you stagnate."

Lancelot was stunned for a moment and said, "Teacher, is this war gun too long for me?"

"Although your physical strength is not good, your agility is pretty good. The spear is probably the only weapon suitable for you."

Lancelot took the spear from Boru's hand, which was much heavier than the Black Thorn Spear he originally used.

At this moment, the boy was holding the two-meter-long gun body with both hands, and the touch in his palm made him very uncomfortable.

Upon seeing this, Bolu chuckled and said: "If you want to master the skills of using a spear, excellent body flexibility is a necessary prerequisite."

Lancelot also knew something about this. From the action movies and games he saw in his previous life, spear users often used their own body movements to enhance their lethality.

"Lancelot, I know you have not trained in martial arts. But don't worry, I will start from the most basic. You must concentrate on it to quickly improve your strength in a short period of time." Boru said, patting Lan.

Slott's shoulder, signaling the other person to relax their body.

The characteristics of the spear's combat tactics are mainly "fast", focusing on both virtuality and reality, and the balance between hardness and softness.

When you make a move, you are extremely sharp, and the reality and reality are intertwined.

The retracement is as fast as the wind and steady.

Boru took down another long gun from the weapon rack, and after briefly moving his body, he began to give formal instruction.

Lancelot stared intently at Boru's dark hands: his left hand was holding one third of the gun body, and his right hand was holding the tail of the spear.

Bolu shouted loudly and turned sideways to get into a posture.

"There are three basic spear skills - upward thrust, thrusting, and sweeping." As soon as he finished speaking, Bolu moved, and saw the tip of the spear flying out of his hand, suddenly stopping in mid-air, and then he lifted up, Bolu

The whole person jumped into the air!

"Drink!" Boru roared angrily. He slightly retracted the spear in his hand, and then stabbed diagonally downward at an incredible speed, blasting a big hole in the sand!

The noble men in the stands were startled when they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the arena, and turned to look in the direction of the two of them.

Boru did not stop, but stabilized his body, quickly pulled out the spear, and swung forward with all his strength in a sweeping motion!

"Sweep!" This blow was very powerful, and dust suddenly flew around. The gun whirred as it moved at high speed, and the dust was cut open by this blow, and it immediately dissipated.

Lancelot saw that the area in front of Bolu had been drawn into a deep arc by the tip of the spear.

Lunge, then lift up, thrust from top to bottom, and then swipe.

Boru's three-style combo seems to be ordinary, but it is as smooth as flowing water. He also fully demonstrates the characteristics of the spear's strong explosive power and large attack range.

Lancelot stood there blankly, completely dumbfounded.

Since time traveling, he has seen the power and wonder of magic more than once, but he never thought that martial arts could also cause such amazing destructive power!

You know, this is just the most basic combo move, but it makes Lancelot feel like he has opened a door to a new world.

Magic is cool, but becoming a warrior with strong martial arts seems to be a very good choice.

Who makes it impossible for him to learn black magic? Lancelot thought helplessly, and he would shed tears even if he talked about it too much.

"Practice it yourself first. Remember not to be impatient. Start with the most basic thrust."

Boru said as he walked towards the stands of the arena, while the red-robed mage Harvey was leaning on the railing. He had just been watching the training of the two.

(End of chapter)