Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

After saying goodbye to his companions, Gordon was a little depressed, especially the pig chop, with his little ears drooping.

But when they returned to the studio used as a training ground, the two of them immediately cheered up again.

Parting is normal for hunters. Loss and sentimentality are the most useless emotions. According to some hardcore hunters, they will only dull the blade.

"It seems that there is no need to give you extra time to adjust your emotions." The master leaned on a cane and said with a smile.

Gordon raised his training sword in one breath, "No need, I am at my best right now!"

"I'm also meow!"

"Well, today, I will teach you the profound meaning of the true power slash." The master's face gradually became serious and serious, "I hope you can master it smoothly."

After finishing speaking, the master didn't say anything more, but picked up the umbrella and started the demonstration.

He came to the stake and raised his hands in a posture of accumulating strength.

However, as soon as he started charging, he interrupted the charging with a shoulder-pumping action similar to Tieshan's, and then directly entered the charging posture of strong charging chop.

The action made Gordon's eyes widen.

Interrupting the power storage cut can also directly enter the strong power storage stage?

This was obviously a special skill, and since the master was willing to demonstrate it to him, he would definitely teach him, which made Gordon even more excited and serious.

Master's demonstration continues.

The master craftsman repeated the old trick in the strong charging posture, and once again pushed the shoulder to interrupt the charging movement.

Then he waved the umbrella half a circle above his head, performing a power-storage movement that was 70% similar to a normal power-storage slash, but with a larger range of motion and more tension.

"drink."

With a low shout from the master, the umbrella was split out.

The blow was much lighter than Gordon had expected, and it didn't hit the stake, but hit the ground in front of the stake.

Just when he thought it was because of the lack of strength of the master, the master turned over and jumped up using the umbrella on the ground as a support point, and used his body as a lever to pry the "big sword". Split the umbrella forward.

"Snapped!"

The umbrella that performed well in the previous few days of training was completely shattered by this blow, but at the same time it also left a white mark on the stake wrapped in monster leather.

This is obviously just an ordinary bamboo bone umbrella.

"Huh, huh, cough, cough," the master took a few breaths, coughed for a while, and then straightened up with Gordon's support.

"This is the profound meaning of the great sword. It is really charged. It not only superimposes the power of the strong charged slash, but also condenses the strength of the user's whole body muscles, and even cleverly borrows the user's weight.

The power is astonishing, if used at the right time, it will be a blow that decides the victory. "

Gordon kept recalling the details of the previous master's movements in his mind, and asked: "Master, I noticed that the true charge cut made a total of two swords.

The power of the first sword is relatively average. Does that sword exist purely to support the second movement, or does it have some special effect? "

Gradually panting for breath, the master smiled and replied: "Of course it's not just support. The first sword is very important. If it successfully hits the monster, it can greatly increase the damage of the second sword."

Gordon thought thoughtfully: "Is it because the first sword broke the monster's carapace?"

The master smiled and nodded, "It's almost like that."

"There is another question, Master, what was the action you used to interrupt the charge before?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, it's also one of the skills that a high-level swordsman must master. It aims to give up the damage of the power-charged slash and the strong-charged slash, in exchange for time, and to slash out the amazingly powerful true power faster. Force cut.

In addition, I will also teach you some small skills. Let’s practice the real power cut first. After you master the real power cut, these will not be difficult. "

"yes!"

Gordon originally thought that it would only take three or four days at most to practice with the master, just like Fengying learned the shield ax back then.

But I didn't expect the teacher to teach me very meticulously.

From basic sword moves, power storage stance, to strong power slash, strong sweeping slash and flying horizontal slash, to the real power slash and the Tieshangan that interrupts the power storage, as well as various bits and pieces of experience and skills, the master craftsman has mastered all of them. Taught him without reservation, and supervised him to practice and consolidate step by step.

The whole practice process lasted nearly half a month.

During this period, not only Gordon has made rapid progress, but even pork chops have received many pointers.

For example, how to mix gunpowder suitable for different situations, the structure and design of explosives, the coordination of explosives and traps, etc.

The pork chops that have completed their training have already been reborn!

Gordon felt that if it was given enough materials and time, it might be a bit exaggerated to hunt the flying dragon alone, but it might be no problem to slowly torture a big monster bird to death.

This kind of teaching grace can no longer be repaid simply by saying thank you.

With the consent of the master, Gordon and pork chop changed their names.

Gordon, like Julius, respectfully calls him a master, while Pig Chop respectfully calls him a teacher.

This is not a simple matter of changing the name, but more like a promise - to accept his kindness, and if there is a need, he will never turn back.

evening.

Gordon and Pork Chop returned to their residence after finishing all their practice.

They are going to rest for a few days.

While practicing for a long time, his strength has improved rapidly, but he has also accumulated considerable fatigue.

If you don't relax, although it won't be as serious as a certain underage girl, it is not a good thing.

Lying in the hot tub, Gordon said to the pork chop floating on the water, "Pig chop, it's just the two of us again."

"It's meow.

"Anxier Fengying and the others don't know where they are."

"According to the time, it should have just crossed the land bridge meow."

Gordon suddenly sat up in the bathtub, and the waves of the water unbalanced the pork chop, causing it to flip into the water.

"Meow!" Shrieked dissatisfiedly as he swung the pork chop with its head out of the water.

"Pig Chop, after a few days of rest, let's take the assessment task and get promoted to five stars!"

"Meow? Gordon sure meow?"

Gordon grinned, and said to himself, "I've seen five-star monsters a few times. Before practicing with Master, I was 60 to 70% sure. Now, I'm 100% sure!"

An oasis on the edge of the desert, an unknown village shrouded in darkness.

The one-horned monster rampaged, and the tents used by desert residents were lifted one by one, and the few rammed-earth buildings also collapsed under the tyrannical impact of the giant horn.

The giant bonfires that drive away ordinary beasts cannot stop its footsteps, and the scattered sparks ignite the dry tent cloth.

The roar of the giant beast, the panicked screams of the crowd, and the rising smoke and black smoke enveloped the originally peaceful village.

When the crazy monster left leisurely, only the villagers whose homes were destroyed were left crying without tears.

In the temporary hut, several clan elders were discussing with wistful faces.

"What should I do, can I only migrate?"

"But this is the only oasis within a few hundred miles. The attack suffered heavy losses and many wounded. How can we move long distances?"

"Send someone to Baru Barre to hire a hunter, hunt that guy!"

A man with a bandage on his head said angrily: "Since it came here, it has attacked the village frequently, and we can't live a good day!"

"But Balu Balei just left this area not long ago, and is now wandering in the desert. Before they re-campaign, who will find them?"

Several people fell silent.

The desert is huge, and the mobile base of Barubare has to keep moving in order to take care of the villages in various places.

In the end, the oldest old man gave a plan.

"Write a letter and send it to East Doruma with a peregrine falcon, and they will send someone."