The harsh crashing sounds were as dense as rain, and puffs of sparks continued to splash in the night sky, like fireworks exploding.
The heavy broadsword in the hands of the black warrior shows agility that is completely inconsistent with its weight and size. Sometimes it is like a spiritual snake coming out of its hole, and it is withdrawn with one stab; sometimes the wrist is turned, and the wide sword body brings up a double shadow like a giant shield;
Sometimes the broadsword seems to be welded to the red night frost blade, motionless.
Horace's swordsmanship has been honed over time, and the timing, angle, and strength of the sword are all just right.
Dragon City's swift and fierce attacks were often neutralized.
The figure of Red Rabbit flashed in Horace's field of vision and then disappeared. The Black Warrior suddenly leaned forward, using his left leg as the axis, and quickly rotated clockwise. His broad sword was like an axe, slashing diagonally behind him from bottom to top.
clang!
The broad sword and the red night frost blade collided without any tricks.
Red Rabbit was hit by this force and his body swayed, and the middle door opened wide. The Black Warrior, who had been prepared, moved his broad sword strangely to the left side of his body, like a poisonous snake scurrying out silently from a shadow corner.
Just as he was about to stab Chitu, Chitu leaned his upper body back to avoid the stabbing broadsword, and whipped his right leg hard at the Black Warrior's waist like a whip.
The Black Warrior did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to get closer, blocking with his left arm, shaking the broad sword in his right hand, bending the tip of the sword, and thrust it into the chest of the red rabbit.
However, to Horace's surprise, Red Rabbit did not flinch.
According to common sense, Chitu's kick might shatter Black Samurai's left arm, but Black Samurai's sword can make Chitu lose his combat effectiveness on the spot, and even kill Dragon City in the cockpit.
In the flash of lightning, there was not much time to think.
Red Rabbit's whip leg arrived first, but the touch from the Black Warrior's arm immediately made Horace realize that something was wrong.
The touch feels wrong!
The seemingly terrifying whip leg suddenly turned from hard to soft and hooked the left arm of the Black Warrior at the moment it hit him, and his body swayed.
The black warrior's center of gravity shifted, and his broadsword suddenly fell into the air.
The two figures separated again.
Long Cheng stared at the black warrior across from him, his heart pounding. The fight just now was extremely dangerous. Now that he had opened the distance again, he felt scared and sweat poured out.
What a powerful swordsmanship!
Longcheng can guarantee that even the instructor's swordsmanship cannot match that of Horace.
In the cockpit of the Black Warrior, Horace was also frightened and secretly said he was lucky.
Dragon City's approach is too wild, its tricks are unbelievable, and its cards are completely unreasonable. However, its reflexes are extremely strong, and even if it is at a disadvantage, it can get back through unreasonable methods.
Most of Horace's previous combat experience was ineffective against Long Cheng. He deliberately tried to show off his flaws several times, but Long Cheng remained indifferent. I don't know if he saw through the trap or just didn't understand it.
Long Cheng has never specifically learned swordsmanship. The sword in his hand is just a murder weapon, no different from other weapons.
Most of Dragon City's moves are simple and efficient, without any advanced skills. Sometimes they seem a bit like the shadow of a killer, vicious and fierce, pursuing the first kill. But more often than not, they are adaptable and unreasonable.
It can be seen that Dragon City should have gone through a lot of actual combat. Such a fierce and unreasonable fighting style can only be formed in actual combat.
Wild roads are really wild.
The talent is really terrifying!
Horace was amazed and felt pity at the same time.
The monitoring room of the equipment center was quiet. Everyone was frightened by the thrilling battle just now and subconsciously held their breath. It was not until the two light armors separated again that the tight invisible string in the monitoring room became a little looser.
"These two people... don't have any grudges, right?"
"Yeah, why does it look like a real beating? Do you want to report to the director?"
"Let's take a look first. The director seems to be in a meeting."
Listening to everyone's whispers, Yao Beisi also regained consciousness. He involuntarily loosened his clenched fists, his palms covered with sweat.
These two guys... are so strong!
Needless to say, the black light armor must be very powerful to serve as the leader of Akira Araki's guards. What surprised him was that Long Cheng was evenly matched with the opponent and did not fall behind.
Yao Beisi asked himself, can he do it?
He wasn't sure.
He involuntarily clenched his sweaty palms again.
And... I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chitu's fighting style always felt a bit familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere.
In the Red Rabbit cockpit, Long Cheng stared at the black warrior in the sky in front of him, concentrating entirely. Long Cheng, who was immersed in the battle, did not notice that the cockpit was now like a steaming boiling water room, with his sweat evaporating everywhere.
White mist.
He kept a cool head and couldn't compete with Horace on his skills. He had to change his tactics.
Red Rabbit started sprinting.
The red rabbit in mid-air, like a red phantom, pounces on the black warrior, the red night frost blade sword shining like lightning.
Horace, who was waiting attentively, responded immediately. He saw the broad sword in the black warrior's hand stabbing out at the same time. The moment the two swords intersected, they twisted it. Long Cheng felt his hand shake, as if he had been struck by an extremely powerful sword.
On a tough spring.
sharp!
The sword-swinging movements of the Black Warrior reveal the beauty of refinement, exquisiteness and precision, which is an eye-opener for Dragon City.
He didn't entangle, and used the force of the impact to distance himself again.
Sprint with all your strength again! Slash with all your strength!
Horace's exquisite swordsmanship reappeared again, but the impact of the two swords was louder than before.
Dragon City seemed to be going crazy, sprinting and slashing repeatedly without getting tired of it!
However, the Black Warrior in front of him was like a spider web floating in the air, soft and tough. No matter how sharp the red rabbit's sword light was, it was parried and resolved by the Black Warrior one by one.
However, the sound of the two swords clashing became louder and louder.
In the cockpit of the Black Warrior, Horace's face turned red, his body was soaked with sweat, and his breathing became heavier. He was very experienced, and he could see through Long Cheng's intentions in a few rounds.
only……
Looking at the red rabbit rushing towards him tirelessly, Horace's eyes were complicated.
Facing Dragon City in person, the experience is completely different from the perspective of a bystander.
The biggest feeling that Dragon City gave Horace was that it was fierce!
Horace has fought against many people, many of them with illustrious reputations, but there are only a handful of them who are as fierce and fierce as Dragon City in advancing and retreating.
The Red Rabbit driven by Dragon City is like an unreasonable prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Chitu's previous attack was an unreasonable talent, full of strange changes that went against the rules. But now Chitu's attack has become even more unreasonable, abandoning all complex moves and techniques, only using speed and
Maximize your strength.
A lightning-fast short dash, coupled with a powerful slash or thrust.
Hit and go, never sloppy.
Constantly pulling away, constantly sprinting, constantly slashing or stabbing. These seemingly simple attack methods are exquisitely combined, one after another, like a violent storm, making people breathless.
Longcheng was naturally sensitive to the choice of offensive routes, and Horace couldn't help but marvel again.
Dragon City can always find the simplest and most efficient offensive route among thousands of offensive routes.
Dragon City's idea is very simple, force the opponent to engage in physical confrontation!
In a head-to-head battle, it is a test for the bodies of the warriors on both sides. The high-speed impact and the instantaneous impact are amazing. Although there is a hydraulic buffer system, the load on the warriors' bodies is still very heavy.
Not only that, the master controls the light armor battle through the brain control device. The light armor is like the master's body. The collision of the light armor will also be fed back to the master's brain through the brain control device, and then transmitted to the whole body through the central nervous system.
These "false" nerve signals will cause the body to react accordingly to resist the "shock", which will also consume a lot of body energy.
Once a master's body energy is excessively consumed, the negative effects produced by the body will in turn affect the master's brain wave control.
The current situation is very unfavorable to Horace.
After the serious injury, his skills were not affected and his physical fitness declined drastically.
Today's medicine is very advanced. As long as someone doesn't die on the spot, he can basically be saved, and his physiological functions can always be restored. However, teachers are constantly facing high-intensity battles, which place more stringent demands on the body. Simply restoring physiological functions is not enough.
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Horace began to feel powerless.
In comparison, Long Cheng's physical fitness is very amazing. Thinking that the Wanshen Group's evaluation of Long Cheng's physical fitness is only level seven, Horace scoffed. This guy's physical fitness is definitely more than level seven.
The current competition seems to have once again confirmed Longcheng's smart mind. He is always good at using his own advantages and is good at tactics.
But Horace was a little disappointed.
Horace had long noticed that Dragon City's path was too wild. The reason why he was willing to come to inspect Dragon City in person was because he had a ten thousandth chance. But the facts before him told him that Dragon City's fighting style was beginning to take shape.
, the prototype has been vaguely visible.
This is the result that Horace least wants to get. Dragon City, which has begun to mature, seems to him to be too premature. And premature maturity often means that the potential is consumed early and the successor is weak.
Horace was in a very complicated mood at this time. He was amazed at the talent of Longcheng, but also regretted that fate did not favor Longcheng. Fate was always so elusive. It gave Longcheng a coveted treasure, but forgot to open the door to the treasure.
key.
If Long Cheng had experienced professional training since childhood, played steadily, and had terrifying talents, he would surely shine even more dazzlingly.
In comparison, his talent is far less than Long Cheng's, but his fate is much more generous to him.
Maybe, this is fate.
Horace raised his sword and admitted defeat: "I admit defeat."
Long Cheng, who was about to continue the next round of attack, was stunned. He looked at the Black Warrior, not sure whether the other party was pretending to surrender.
Horace noticed Chitu's alertness. He had experienced it in his childhood, which was marked by the struggle to survive in the lower class society. In the body of every precocious child, there is a soul that has been scarred all over by suffering and wind and frost.
He couldn't help but feel a love for talent: "You seem to have never learned swordsmanship?"
"I haven't learned anything."
"If you don't mind, I have some swordsmanship videos here that you can take a look at."
"Thanks."
"There were a few things you didn't handle well just now. Let me demonstrate them to you."
