Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The heart was beating violently, but the spirit was unprecedentedly clear and peaceful.

This is the first time she has successfully entered the state of courage in actual combat.

The so-called sword qi, refining qi (trough), imposing manner, fighting qi, and qi blade all refer to the same thing in the final analysis, and they are also the absolute core of the practice of Taisaoshi.

Master Amos once told her that her sword spirit was extraordinary.

Bitter, sharper, more destructive, but also more difficult to control.

The "Red Blade Frenzy" back then was the negative effect brought about by the impact on one's sanity when Qi refining reached its peak.

Later, through long-term practice, improving concentration and control, coupled with the "weight-bearing training" infected with kuanglong disease, he finally managed to control the craze of the red blade.

But it is only control, not a complete solution.

When the momentum (qi refining tank) is condensed to its peak, she still has that desperate, frenzied urge to slash and kill in the bottom of her heart.

It's just that this impulse is firmly suppressed by reason and will not affect actions and judgments.

But when he really entered the state of courage, everything seemed to be different.

Gordon once said to her that the state of courage means absolute control, the spirit, the body, and even the imaginary momentum and energy will be fully under control.

She couldn't understand this feeling at first, but now, she understood.

The sword energy is still as cold as a blizzard, but it no longer has the feeling of being out of control and affecting emotions. Instead, it has become like a body, like an arm, taking it for granted.

The blue air blade that had never appeared before appeared on the blade of the night sword [Moon Shadow]. (The gas refining tank in the state of courage)

However, as the piercing sword energy continued to pour in, the blue blade of air collapsed and was replaced by a dazzling scarlet.

It is very similar to the Red Blade when its aura reached its peak in the past, but it is more controllable and more stable, as if the fiercely churning water vapor has turned into hard ice.

A trace of doubt flashed in Hayatta's heart.

Since Gordon perfected and created the "Courage Style", there are not a few Taisaoshi who practice this way among the hunters of Longliyuan, and there are also many who have achieved success in practice.

They did mention that when in Valor State, the Air Blade becomes calm and solid, a steady "pale blue".

How did you become popular here?

It should be fine, eh.

"Gee -!"

The mantis, who had been chased by Gordon several times, let out an angry scream.

The knife arm swung repeatedly, forcing Gordon back temporarily, and the thick abdominal segment was thrown forward, and several large balls of semi-coagulated sticky thread enveloped the hunters in front in a fan shape.

Gordon immediately slid to avoid it. This kind of attack is generally not very powerful, but if it gets on it, it will be tightly entangled by the thread ball, which is very dangerous.

Just when he was about to move forward and continue to attack, he suddenly caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye that Hayata did not choose to retreat, but swung his sword to meet the ball of thread.

How can such a semi-liquid attack be hacked with a sword? ! The blade will be stuck!

Gordon opened his mouth to remind.

Anshir stopped to cover and shoot, and Pandan, who was wandering around, also took out the cancel fruit, and Meow screamed and wanted to rush over to help.

However, with a flash of red sword light, the big ball of sticky string that flew towards Hayata was cut in half neatly.

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Gordon couldn't help but "tsk tsk" twice when he let go of the raised heart.

It may be exaggerated to describe it like this, but at that moment, he seemed to see some shadows of Master Puxian cutting the breath of Thunder God Dragon from Hayata.

"what is that?"

Relieved, Gordon asked loudly while continuing to attack.

He was really curious.

Staying together every day, he knows exactly how strong Hayatta is.

It is true that she can split such a sticky ball of thread with a sword of Qi Ren Zhan, but it seems impossible to say that it is so agile that the armor and the blade of the sword will not stick to the silk thread mucus.

"Courage!" Hayata simply replied.

"I see." Gordon said hesitantly.

The courageous style he created on the basis of his predecessors has become one of the most popular hunting styles among the hunters of Longliyuan. Naturally, Yinbian's companions are also following this path.

An Xier, who has a calm personality, is the fastest to get started. He explained the key points of "courage" to him. This guy figured it out after a while of thinking and practicing. He laid the foundation for the courageous style.

Fengying is progressing at a slow pace, this guy has a strong personality, brave enough, but he still can't take the step of completely calming down and refining his courage, and his courage, shield and axe are still as elusive as ever.

As for Hayatta, he had expected that Hayatta's progress on the Courage style would be quick.

After all, the many practices and efforts she has made in order to solve the problem of "red blade fanaticism" have a great overlap with the refinement of courage.

Unexpectedly, half a year later, she finally crossed this last hurdle.

Fortunately, it's not too late.

"Suppress it in one go!"

While Yinbian was fighting fiercely with Ge Mantis, the elite hunters led by President Zheluo finally arrived near the mill.

The fire in the middle of the road was billowing with thick smoke, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and sulfur in the air made people almost cry.

Jerome looked up.

After chasing after the Dragon Knowledge Ship, the mysterious ancient dragon that flew around the smoke column for a long time spewed out the last mouthful of hot dragon flames, and finally felt a little impatient.

Lured by the aroma of the food, it finally gave up on the slippery opponent who had never really attacked him, and lowered its head to focus on the mill.

There is food buried there, a lot of food.

Flying with such a huge body for a long time consumes a lot of energy. Coupled with the continuous breathing of oil and fire, it is already hungry.

After uttering a deterrent roar at the coiled and climbing dragon consciousness ship, the mysterious ancient dragon waved its wings and slowly lowered its height.

It can't dive. With its size and weight, the only result of folding its wings and diving is that it hits the ground like a giant meteorite.

The wing membrane of the blue-black ancient dragon was as tattered as rotten cloth, full of holes, but its wings were wide enough, and the strong wind caused the hunters below to stand unsteadily.

This is almost beyond the scope of the so-called "wind pressure". Not to mention free movement, the only thing the hunters can do is to lie on the ground and hold on to the grass roots firmly to prevent themselves from being blown away by the strong wind.

"It's coming down!" a hunter shouted.

Everyone knew this, and he was just venting the fear in his heart.

"Steady, hide!" Probably because of the short body and the sledgehammer behind him, President Jerome lay down quite firmly, "After that guy lands, don't rush to get up and attack.

It should be aimed at enjoying a big meal. How can we not let the guests have a good meal when we come all the way to Metabeta? "

"Hahahaha!" Asa took the lead in laughing, "Let it eat well! Eat more!"

The hunters laughed together, and the laughter became louder and louder, even though President Jerome's joke was not very funny, even though everyone felt more like crying than laughing at this time.

But anyone with a little experience knows that this is the best way to relieve fear and tension.

"What the hell are you laughing at?!" Piggy got its head out of the ground.

"Have the condiments for the delicious meal been served to the guests?" the old hunter asked loudly.

Pig Chop scratched his ears, and followed the analogy: "It's ready, meow, and the customer will have diarrhea in half an hour, meow."

"That's good, diarrhea, hahahaha!"