Sword Master is not common in the world of Ashe. He is not even a level, but just an honorable title.
Elf Sword Master, Human Sword Master, orc Sword Master, this honorary title transcends levels and is given to those swordsmen who specialize in martial arts training, and their symbol is the ability to release detached sword energy at will.
Ashe is not some fantasy world where fighting spirit is rampant and shock waves are everywhere. The training of warriors is based on tempering the physical body and increasing the physical strength step by step. If they are not exposed to elemental power or have supernatural bloodline, even if they practice
At the end of the day, it's still just a powerful melee unit.
In other words, they are always just melee units who cannot release their sword energy. Therefore, for high-level spellcasters, they are still just relatively hard sandbags. Therefore, regardless of the outward release of their sword energy, they may seem inconspicuous, but to pure warriors
In many cases, it is the difference between life and death.
And only the sword masters themselves know that entering the realm of sword masters actually breaks the barrier between themselves and the outside world, and establishes a special connection. The will and killing intent are turned into real power, and the body's
The power of the sword can be turned into sword energy to hurt people, and it is also possible to master the secrets of swordsmanship for large-scale destruction, making the impossible possible.
Does it sound familiar? There are also so-called saint-level beings in the Ashe world. They are realms above legends and powerful men who have reached the level of sainthood. Their characteristics are also the ability to communicate externally and turn their will into a power that interferes with reality.
Everything comes from the soul, and the obsession of the soul is strong enough to bend the rules and interfere with the world. If you can do this, there is nothing wrong with being called an otherworldly saint.
And only the sword masters themselves know that the realm of sword masters is just the beginning...
"The gap is too big."
The flat martial arts field was already full of people, with the mercenaries lying helplessly on the ground. Roland's spiritual clone stood there bored.
This was not the result of a three-day and three-night battle, but the outcome of just ten minutes. The mercenaries followed Timiret's instructions and went into battle one by one to consume the opponent's physical strength. However, they found that if they fell down instantly, they might not even consume their physical strength.
Neither can be done.
Finally, I was forced to panic. Everyone still went up together...
"Twelve seconds? Or eleven seconds? Forget it, it's completely meaningless. It's just an adult bullying a child. He's not serious at all."
The mercenaries have finally seen what the Great Sword Master looks like when he attacks with all his strength. Even if his arms are so weak that he can only pick up a wooden stick, the storm of sword energy that he swings casually is comparable to a real tornado. If you draw the sword quickly, you will
He was hit by the sword first, and then he noticed his action of drawing the sword.
Twelve people went up. Twelve sword energies were sent down, but the secret was not shaken because the opponents in front of them were not worthy.
This was open contempt, and the incarnation didn't even have to use venomous words, but the look in his eyes as he squatted and yawned in boredom, then watched the children playing with water guns, hurt the warriors who had been bleeding from the edge of their swords all their lives.
But they were also secretly rejoicing. If it weren't for the restriction that spirit incarnations could not kill in this training ground, I'm afraid there would be no living people here.
But in the chaos, Patton himself was the most seriously injured. Every time he rushed forward with all his strength, he was pulled by his opponent and injured by his own strength.
Even if the setting cannot maliciously hurt people, Roland's incarnation cannot be too cautious when facing another sword master. The result of not being cautious will be more serious injuries.
But he didn't slack off, bandaged the wound a little, rushed up again, and then flew back at an even faster speed.
This was not because he suddenly awakened to some special hobbies, but because it was his responsibility as a team leader. There was no room for retreat at this time, and Timiret silently gave him a compliment behind his back...
"You are stupid. A great swordsman will accompany you to practice swordsmanship, and you don't have to worry about accidentally dying. Where can you find such a good thing!"
Well, it seems that he didn't think so much. Is it just a simple warrior mentality? But Timiret could tell from the strange curve of the corner of the man's mouth that he looked like a rough man, maybe he was not as simple as he appeared.
It is better to motivate the generals than to ask for help, and it is better to pay wages than to work voluntarily. The team leader's roar has paid off. With Patton, the sword master, taking the lead, the others have regained their strength. At least this is indeed a rare opportunity.
On the other side, Timiret was busy in front of the instrument.
"... Something is wrong. The martial arts arena is locked in the activated state."
"Of course not. This place will not be used normally, and since that Roland has stopped us, there is no way the tower spirit will not seize the time to take action."
Compared with before, the strange color in Catalina's eyes was much less, but her tone and temperament were getting further and further away from the simple bar girl back then.
"This calmness is wrong. We need to break through here immediately. Sister Wen Lair...brother, please..."
"I don't have any martial arts skills, can I do magic?"
"There is nothing we can do. Every minute we waste in this way adds to the danger."
Originally worried that using magic in the martial arts arena would cause new troubles, Dragon Lich Wen Lair had not taken action. But just when he gathered his magic power and locked onto the incarnation of Roland, there was a series of strange sounds in the sky above the entire martial arts arena.
reverberating.
"A malicious magic reaction is detected, and the presence of an intruder is determined. The alert self-defense mode is automatically replaced by the counterattack mode. The spirit clone is canceled and is not allowed to hurt people. The upper limit of replication is cancelled. It enters free mode and begins to eliminate the intruders."
Timiret's simultaneous translation was very timely, but everyone was fooled again.
At this moment, Timiret figured out the ins and outs of the matter. This area was probably a very special independent area. Since it was not under the jurisdiction of the tower spirit, there was no need to take into account the restrictions of the masters and slaves, so the tower spirit planned to
Kill someone with a borrowed knife.
"Careful, back off! Don't let it replicate and cause more trouble."
Before the mercenaries had time to retreat, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the center of the field. The owner here was not satisfied with the strongest rookie in the eyes of these outsiders.
"Stupid carbon-based creatures, your doom has come. Meet the strongest warrior of our civilization!"
The function of the martial arts field was activated again, and the scan was repeatedly targeted at the phantom that had just appeared, and new spiritual warriors were born one after another.
"Sophie the Flyer, Gilwell the Flesh Butcher...damn, they are all epic heroes of that era!"
At a glance, even Timiret was a little desperate. Those spiritual beings were actually powerful warriors from the heyday of the sage civilization! ——
When Timiret and Barton's teams encountered a crisis, the frontal battlefield fell into an eerie calm.
The new reinforcements of the Undead Natural Disaster were still on the way, and Heng was trying her best to absorb the power of death to restore herself. At this time, she found that the scene around her had changed again, and the strange scene appeared in front of her again.
Even though it was invaded by the terrible explosion, this dark world still existed, but the ground collapsed a lot. There was actually crystallized ore in the deep pit that was blasted, and there was still slow flow in many areas.
The lava and flames, the thick smoke billowing in the sky, and the high-temperature oven on the ground are obviously not a good place to treat people.
But such an environment is meaningless to Heng, and she also knows that this world cannot prevent people from coming in and out normally.
"Want to block my vision and use the opportunity to play tricks? Or take the opportunity to dispel the power of death?"
She was just about to leave this area, but suddenly stopped. She found that the death aura around her became more intense and... delicious?
"This should not be natural. It may be an area more suitable for the undead to live in than the plane of death. Is this the place where Yongye keeps his servants in captivity? This time he miscalculated. With such a land of death, my recovery will be
