The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

In a sense, the opponent in front of me is probably the most troublesome opponent in this world.

Take a deep breath and turn around... just run!

What? Good for nothing? If you can't fight but don't run, do you wait to die?

But under his pursuit, even escaping was not easy. What brushed the back of his neck was the sharp sword aura whistling past, and following the roar came the real killing intent and storm of sword aura.

There is no magical power on the black giant sword, but pure brute force is enough to tear apart the strongest tower shield. The violent swing of the sword seems reckless, but in fact blocks all possibilities of dodging.

"Can't escape."

Battle-tested instincts came to a conclusion in one split second, and I turned around and swung my sword the next.

"clang!"

The ice sword and the black giant sword collided violently, and while I was flying upside down, I was delighted to see the opponent's epee shattered into slag. The difference in the texture of the weapons seemed to make me win the favor of the goddess of victory.

"Ha, is it fun to chase me down? Eat me..."

The presumptuous words were swallowed halfway through, and the horn of counterattack fell silent as soon as it blew. In front of me, two black swords beheaded one's head and the other's feet, and they all followed.

I could only lower my head and roll, but suddenly there was a broken broken sword in front of me, the broken blade went straight into my left eye, but the owner of the broken sword looked indifferent.

"stop!"

The roaring command was instantly accepted by the management system, and the three spirit creatures stopped suddenly, and I could take a breather.

"Sure enough, is two cards my limit now? Three cards is too dangerous, let's practice more with two cards."

In front of me are three identical spirit creatures. Maybe the faces are the same as mine, but no one will mistake us. The facial features are obviously the same, but his eyes always contain ambition and vitality, as if they are always in Burning was fighting, and I... I suddenly knew why Cavens was so popular back then.

"Dead cat, what's in my eyes?"

"Eye shit. You forgot to wash your face today."

Tsk, I really can't count on this stupid cat, so I looked at Amyla.

"Although they look the same.

But your brother just seems to be more energetic and decent than you..."

Hmph, even if she didn't say it, I still know the previous evaluation. My father always said "Roland, you're still awake." But to Cavens, it was "You kid hooked up with the daughter of that family again."

Yes. The spirit creature in front of me is a copy of Cavens, and the so-called two-card and three-card refers to a copy that can deal with several Cavens.

The Martial arts arena that can generate spirit body replicas is really a surprise. It is super troublesome to find someone to practice swordsmanship on this map. Now you only need to press a few buttons and provide a little energy to find the opponent. It is simply amazing. good thing.

As for why using Cavens's copy to kill him, it's better than cutting Roland's copy.

The equipment has limits, at least the sword skill of the Roland clone is at most half of mine, and the more familiar the person, the more similar the imitation will be. But at most it seems to be 70% to 80% of the way, but the simulated style is very similar, especially suitable for training.

I have experimented with the replicas of the Juggernauts in my memory, and most Juggernauts including Adam (too familiar) are not difficult to deal with, because most of their swordsmanship routines are based on their own unique abilities. It's enough for the swordsmanship to reach the standard of a swordsman who exudes sword energy. If you only look at the swordsmanship, it's not strong.

The replica Abyss God of War is very powerful, but the simulated size is too large to be suitable. In the end, after trying it out, it turned out to be a copy of that bastard.

The experience gained by Cavens's swordsmanship replica is mainly from the two wars, the Northland War and the Underworld War, and the number of shots he made is not too many. But it also simulated Qiqibaba. In a sense, I lack the experience of fighting him, and his swordsmanship style also shocked me.

"Obviously brothers, your swordsmanship styles are completely opposite, aren't you taught by a master?"

have to. It happened to be taught by a master, who was enlightened by the royal sword master of Lan Kingdom, laying the foundation for basic swordsmanship, and added the wild way of "Wo Liu" in the long battle.

If the same seed grows, if you want to get to the bottom of it, then I'm afraid it can only be traced back to different understandings of swordsmanship.

For me, there is no essential difference between swordsmanship and other body arts. It is just the skill of using the body. It is a pure skill. It may be sublimated into philosophy, but in the end it is still a skill of killing people.

This is also the understanding of most sword masters, so when they obtain immortal bodies and special abilities, they often develop a set of sword skills to exert their special abilities, and become magic swordsmen in another sense.

It is precisely because of this understanding that I use swords most of the time, and sometimes I can play with hammers and guns. Perhaps I was touched by the Eastern philosophy of putting love into the sword, and my sword skills are full of In my understanding of various things, there are "reasons" everywhere, and every sword and every set of sword skills has a goal.

Therefore, my sword skills do not conform to the emotion-driven esoteric truth and philosophy, but more of various traps and deceptions. Sometimes it is a kingly attack, sometimes it is a tricky curve, and sometimes it is a violent burst of speed sword , but the ultimate goal is to confuse the opponent, spy on the opponent's intelligence, find the opponent's weakness, exhaust the opponent, paralyze the opponent, and then find an opportunity to kill the opponent.

And Cavens's swordsmanship seems to be straight and unfancy, the straight and straight sword path is full of wildness and killing intent, and... random!

Yes, it's incredible. He obviously grew up in the abyss through killing, but his swordsmanship seems to come from instinct. He is very wise and stupid. He never deliberately pursues lethality and efficiency, but he will never miss any chance to kill his opponent. .

The way of swordsmanship is unconstrained, there is no way to cut and stab, it seems to be done randomly, but it always appears in the most important place.

"Cavens' swordsmanship is perfect. The sword light is fast, but it is not gorgeous at all. The most troublesome thing is that it always appears in the key position at the critical moment, just like an instinct."

Perhaps, only the endless long-term killing can evolve swordsmanship into an instinct, a fighting instinct that can kill with a sword at any time.

But this kind of instinct can actually see through my deception. He is fast when you are fast, and he is also fast when you are slow.

Maybe the swordsmanship is not the same, but it always cuts at the most uncomfortable place for me, and the timing is extremely accurate, just like my natural enemy.

Therefore, when we first played against each other, I suffered a bit.

But after getting used to it, after all, it's just a replica body without a soul, and it doesn't have complete local sword skills, and it can't copy top-level weapons, so it's much easier to win.

"That's great, I haven't passed a card yet."

And not far away, Renee, who was forced to run around and jump up and down by a Cavens, finally couldn't bear to make a fool of herself, and summoned the fist of evil to kill the clone.

Then she looked at me enviously, and summoned another one, and they huddled together again.

In a sense, Renee is indeed much more mature than she was back then, at least if she was a little girl before, she would probably start to be lazy and run around.

"Come on, it's the man who survived thirty seconds."

Barton was much worse. He didn't have a messy territory. Even though his grandfather kept cheering him on and lost the state of bless and magic, he still fought very hard and only had the strength to recruit.

But it also lost many times to stop in time, at least no one was killed.

All the sword masters, including Renee and Barton, still have no way to get a copy. Of course, if they only use swordsmanship, they still can't defeat Yiluo.

In my plan for the future, even though there are many concepts that can be used as weapons, "swordsmanship" is the core element in the power system. Now it is rare to encounter an opportunity to improve swordsmanship, so how can I be willing to let it go.

What happened to the natural enemy? Mice can still eat cats when they grow up. If they have more opportunities to practice with natural enemies, they should grow faster.

And considering that only Juggernauts can accept this kind of test and need such duel training, I am afraid that this is also the most extravagant martial arts arena.

"not necessarily."

Then, the dead cat threw a clone, and the cat clone summoned a Jingba, and fought with Jingba...

You can still play like this, probably in the memory of the slime cat avatar, Jingba is the natural enemy.

"You will die if you don't tear down the stage?"

"No, then can you tell me that you practice day and night, really to improve your swordsmanship, not to deal with the clone's body?"

I am speechless, maybe even if I don't say it, everyone will know that the most dangerous person in this trip to the abyss is probably my ineffective younger brother.

"Don't worry, I'm confident."

"Confidence to win or confidence to run away?"

I glared at her, sure enough, word games are no longer effective for her, but you can't always disrupt the stage and affect the morale of the army, right?

"...have the confidence to outrun you when it comes to escaping!" (To be continued.)