Rurik saw Dast slashing at him with his sword, and hurriedly retreated to dodge. Dast pursued him, and several swords grazed Rurik's body. But Rurik quickly seized the opportunity and took advantage of it.
When Dast missed a thrust, he suddenly approached Dast and punched Dast in the heart!
He thought that he could knock Dast down with this punch, but unexpectedly the punch hit him like hitting an iron plate, making Rurik's fist hurt. After Dast received the punch, he immediately
He retreated, intending to return to a distance suitable for fighting with a sword. After reacting, Rurik was not willing to give him a chance. He immediately reached out with his left hand and grabbed Dast's arm. His right hand followed suit and grabbed Dast's arm.
The same arm, followed by a side body!
Dast knew that he could not break free from Rurik's grasp. Seeing that Rurik was about to grab his hand and throw him over his shoulder, Dast suddenly lowered his head, put his mouth deep into his collar and took a sip of something.
He raised his head and puffed out his mouth and spit it out at Rurik. In an instant, a flame flew out of Dast's mouth!
Rurik felt a heat in the back of his head, and hurriedly shook off Dast and took a few steps back. Fortunately, the temperature of the flame was not high, and only part of Rurik's hair was slightly burned. But Dast had already passed through this ball of fire.
He successfully pushed back Rurik and continued to attack aggressively with his sword.
"What's going on with this fire?"
"It's just a trick I learned while traveling around. Take it!"
Rurik clenched his fist in panic, and several fast but inaccurate lightning bolts fell from his front, back, left and right at the same time.
Dast had to take a few steps back and covered his eyes with his hands to block the dazzling light. When the lightning passed, he immediately attacked again with his sword, but Rurik had already taken this opportunity to grab the person he threw.
The giant hammer on the ground struck Dast's sword.
Under Rurik's astonishing strength, Dast's right hand went numb, and the sword in his hand was blown away on the spot.
Rurik seized the opportunity and got close, and the hammer hit Dast's head!
Dast's left hand was cut by himself, and his right hand was numbed by the hammer just now. Rurik expected that Dast had no way to block the hammer, so he used the hammer for ten times.
The force was so strong. If the blow was solid, Dast's skull would be smashed flat in an instant.
And even if Dast wants to retreat and dodge, this hammer will trigger a bolt of lightning, hitting Dast's retreating position and turning it into powder.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword in Dast's right hand was knocked off, his mouth immediately bit the cloth wrapped around his left hand. Rurik raised the hammer high. Not only did he not retreat, but he rushed towards Rurik's arms.
While rushing, he tilted his head and pulled the end of the cloth with his mouth. The bandage immediately fell apart, and a small dagger actually fell from it!
Rurik was completely unprepared for the dagger that suddenly appeared. He was holding the hammer in his right hand and was unable to hold it back, but the edge of Dast's dagger happened to be lying across the position where his right hand fell.
A huge lightning fell behind Dast, and what fell with the lightning was the hammer in Rurik's hand - his right hand had been cut by Dast and was dripping with blood, and he could no longer hold the weapon.
Dast threw the dagger to his right hand, whose numbness had receded, and stabbed at the vital points around Rurik's body aggressively.
"What happened to your left hand! Didn't you destroy it yourself?" Rurik shouted angrily while dodging Dast's attack.
"I have a good left hand, but I can't use it at all. That's just another trick I learned when I was wandering around!"
Rurik was almost angered by Dast. In anger, he once again used magic to trigger thunder. Dast heard the unprecedented thunder in the sky and hurriedly stepped back, only to see lightning.
Like raindrops falling from the sky, many houses were on fire due to Rurik's attack without distinguishing between friend and foe. The pirates and Dast scuttled together.
When the lightning stopped, Rurik had already wrapped up the wound on his left hand, grabbed the giant hammer that fell on the ground with his left hand, and approached Dast step by step with his big eyes wide open.
A gust of wind blew up, blowing Dust and Rurik's hair.
"I've had enough of you, I'm going to smash you to pieces now -"
Das silently waved his left hand forward, and a pile of white powder flew towards Rurik along the wind. Rurik threw away the hammer, covered his eyes and let out a scream.
"Who asked you to open your eyes so wide - don't move around, this is not an ordinary powder. Do you feel your eyes are burning? Just one mistake in handling, and you will go blind immediately!"
But Rurik didn't care what Dast said. As he screamed, a more violent rain of lightning fell on the street than before!
"Rurik, stop! If you want to save your eyes, you don't have much time. Hurry up and admit defeat!"
"Who would admit defeat to you! You lying bastard!"
"Yes, I'm just a liar. But there's one thing I didn't lie about."
Dast held his head and hid under the lightning rain, but pretended to be calm and said:
"All the tricks I used to defeat you were actually taught by the Antilia Sword Master Hunter Mistertin. I have mediocre qualifications and cannot get a glimpse of the ultimate secret of the sword clan's swordsmanship, so he taught me
My "Hundred Sword Skills" that ordinary people can learn is just like the moves you just saw!"
Rurik stopped for a moment: "This... was really taught to you by the Sword Master of Antilia?"
"'The sword is a thing used to win, and swordsmanship is a technique used to win. There is no need to stick to marks.' This is the secret of swordsmanship taught to me by the Antilia Sword Master. Rurik, I ask again,
Who won this duel?"
"……Been taught a lesson."
The lightning stopped. Rurik took a few deep breaths to calm down his rapid breathing.
"Dust, you win. Take your princess and go."
Dast breathed a long sigh of relief. He put a small bottle into Rurik's hand: "Don't use water, use the liquid in this bottle to clean your eyes. After washing, you will be fine."
"What's in this bottle?"
Dast shrugged: "It's just ordinary oil. The powder I sprinkled on you is quicklime. Quicklime will be very hot when it touches water, so it needs to be cleaned with oil."
After doing this, Dast gently kissed the material tied to Anna's chest, and then waved to greet Anna on the balcony like a champion in a tournament:
"Princess! I win! In your name!"
"Don't casually put this kind of duel in my name, okay?"
Anna covered her face in shame and squatted down slowly on the balcony.
"This is nothing like the scene in the novel! Scipio's face will be completely humiliated... How could I let such a person be my knight!"
