Shaman from Afar

Waving the knight's sword in his hand, Loren's eyes continued to glance at Lu Wen who was standing beside the open space. The young earl had a sword in his hand, and the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious, completely absent easy going.

Although the incident happened suddenly, Loren was not really unprepared-at least when Lu Wen suddenly said that he would duel, he already knew what was going on.

That's right, the Earl's young master was very carefree, inconspicuous, and did not take his identity as a wizard seriously. But this does not mean that he really has no intentions and will not have his own plans.

And the gossip of the knights under his command, he could not really be unaware, just pretended not to be clear.

This was a chance he gave Loren-if Loren could prove himself in front of Sir Aaron, then he would win the respect of the Cavaliers, and no one would ever object to Loren being so valued .

And if Loren loses too decently, or simply does not have the courage to face up, the result is naturally obvious, and Lu Wen will not give him a second chance, just as an optional wizard around Lu Wen, more No need to talk about status or anything.

Although it is too simple and crude to judge a person by a duel, but there are not many ways to get respect from the knights, and Lu Wen, who is also a knight, does not feel anything wrong.

This battle will really determine your status in the future, so it is obviously not possible to use magic or some small means. You must win the righteousness.

This is really ... a little more difficult.

Raised his head slightly, and his sharp eyes did not avoid looking at Sir Aaron in front of him. The long-handed sword with a little unruly elegance, like the beast's fangs, pointed straight ahead.

Sir Aaron raised his sword with both hands, squinting slightly. There was no cowardice in the eyes of the dark-haired wizard in front of him, but he was full of confidence, as if victory had already been hiss.

Crazy boy, you will get a lesson!

Although he is a little older, Sir Aaron is still very young and middle-aged, and his energy and physical strength are at his peak. He is not afraid of any opponent at all-let alone a wizard who is full of lies!

Sure enough, Loren chose to grab the advanced attack, and the long sword in his hand pierced his chest unabashedly. The slightly surprised Aaron's eyes shed a trace of disdain.

Sure enough, the opponent wants to take advantage of light armor and consume his physical strength with a fast break. This is a mistake that only young people who are full of energy make, thinking that wearing heavy armor will make them lose their physical advantage.

Just turned around, Sir Aaron took off the blade from Loren, and the burly figure seemed to have never moved, standing like a tower.

Lorren didn't seem to take it seriously, with a smile, he took the initiative to attack again, such as the tip of the poisonous snake spitting the letter. This time the target was his face.

The disdainful Sir Aaron stepped forward once again, took up his sword and unloaded Loren's attack again.

But this time Loren did not flash away, the sword blade of the long sword slipped along the spine of the two-handed sword, his wrists were horizontal, and he slashed to his waist with the inertia removed!

In a flash of light, Aaron's expression was severe, and he held down the hilt of his sword and slammed it down, blocking Loren's cleavage.

While the sword front was bounced, Loren turned around and took the long sword with both hands, and chopped from the upper right that was just opposite!

Mentioning the great sword, Sir Aaron did not hesitate to pierce his chin with the handle, and the two of them flashed off to resolve the attack. But Loren still did not follow the stab, and did not converge because he was almost pierced in the throat.

The fierce blades were chopping each other back and forth between the offensive and anti-reversal, the violent collision of the blades flew into the fleeting cremation, and the notes of Ding Dang Dang sounded an exciting movement.

Sir Aaron couldn't calm down anymore. Loren's continuous offensive and backhanded blows left him so dazzled that he couldn't fully see even if he was fully absorbed, where would the fierce long sword fall next time.

The fierce battle continued, and Sir Aaron's breathing became more and more rapid-the black hair wizard's almost desperate killing had made it difficult for him to control, as if at any time the blood of any party would be on the spot, and the armor began to change. Has become a drag, delaying his actions.

At this step, he finally saw Loren's tactics. This wizard is not trying to consume his physical strength, but to force himself to make mistakes with an uninterrupted attack!

For this reason, he even committed the dangerous situation again and again, exposing his weakness to his range of attack-but that was not to seek death, but to trap him to be fooled!

Looking at the other person's increasingly serious expression, Loren's mouth slightly tickled.

I just found out now, don't you think it's a little late?

He was never a desperate man. On the contrary, Loren valued his life very much-so he generally didn't believe in instinctive things like this.

That's right. In many cases, this subconscious "blink of aura" is really useful, and it saves itself several times. But this concept of not knowing when to expect is absolutely not as reliable as elaborate tactics.

Extensive experience is indeed very important, but the key to being able to adapt to everything is to develop and continuously change tactics according to different situations.

As for the victory, that was another matter ... The sword swept across, and Loren, who was blocked, immediately thrust his throat against the arm of Sir Aaron, completely exposing half of his body.

With a sword, he can open this arrogant wizard!

The sudden thought flashed from Sir Aaron's heart, but cautiously he immediately dismissed the idea and pulled himself to defend against the sword piercing the neck.

This makes Loren a little bit regretful-Sure enough, the other party's experience is really too rich, it is difficult to win by oneself only by swordsmanship.

In fact, to maintain the current stalemate, I have already tried my best, and my physical strength has been exhausted quickly, and I may not be able to persevere after a few more rounds.

What should I do. Show the flaw to let the other party hook? No ... The other party is no longer fooled. It is likely to be self-defeating to continue to do so, but the situation will be more dangerous.

Breathing more and more quickly, the blade of his right hand began to tremble, and Loren was still trying to test Sir Aaron's flaws. The increasingly fierce fighting between the two sides also made the surrounding knights nervous.

Just as the killing intentions of the two sides emerged, a long roar broke the surrounding silence, and the black feather eagle with an arc line chased down from the air and landed lightly on Loren's shoulder.

"What's wrong ..." A confused expression flashed across the face of the dark-haired wizard, UU reading www.uukanshu.com. When Asriel finished talking, his dark pupil shrunk suddenly.

"What's the matter, why stopped suddenly?" Some unhappy Lu Wen frowned: "It hasn't been decided yet, continue!"

"Please wait, here is very dangerous now!" Loren, who recovered from the surprise, hurriedly shouted: "Please leave with the knights, there may be ..."

"boom--!!!!!"

The roar from the depths of the forest interrupted the conversation directly, and the knights who finally showed a panic expression immediately began to spread out and looked around.

"Aaron, take the knights with vigilance around!" Lu Wenmeng, a composure, waved his hand and glanced at Loren: "Follow me to the camp, our horse is still there."

"and many more……"

Was just about to call out to Loren, the Earl's young master, and there was a slight cracking sound in his ear. He decisively ran two steps and directly fell Lu Wen to the ground!

"What are you doing ?!" Lu Wen, who had not yet figured out what was going on, was angrily prepared to blame a few words, and a black shadow flew across his line of sight, smashing heavily with the roar of the tearing air. Not far from the boulder.

Not even the screams before death, I do n’t know where he was thrown away, and the horses broke into pieces and became a piece of ground meat and blood plasma.

The young count who had almost passed away from death was too late to be shocked. The vibration of the ground underneath was heard again, causing everyone to turn their eyes subconsciously.

Is four meters high, covered with brown and black beasts with fangs, as if hitting the railing, the ancient wood in front of it was uprooted, roaring and appeared in everyone's vision.

Ogre!