The shoulder of the bone-splitter was covered with shoulder armor, and it blocked the falling phoenix attack intact. Asik landed firmly on the ground, stepped sideways to avoid the punch of the bone-striker, and stabbed upward with a flick of the long sword.
"Upper section sudden burst?" A guard officer said in shock, "It doesn't look like it."
"It's Chuan Yun." Mihail said, "When he sidestepped to dodge, he bent his knees downward, and then quickly bounced up when he drew his sword. This is the classic move of the Bavarian Lion's spearmanship of Chuan Yun."
"Is it the spear skills of Duke Henry the Lion?" The guard officer said he couldn't understand, "Can a straight sword also use spear skills?"
"If the user's understanding of swordsmanship and spearmanship can reach the ultimate level, it should be possible." Mihail said.
The long sword pierced the chin of the bone-striker's helmet, causing a small spark, leaving only a faint metallic white mark.
The bone-splitter swung the giant sword furiously, and the howling wind brought out an extremely sharp blow to the face. Even the barbarians and the bone-splitter's deputy who were fighting next to them had a strong sense of danger, and they quickly moved away in panic while fighting.
Ask squatted down suddenly, dodging the huge horizontal slash of the bone-striker, and swung the straight sword in his hand quickly and agilely, clanking on the bone-striker's greaves.
"The swordsmanship of ancient Solomon is as good as a bat." The guard officer complained, "This is too shameless. That Varangian is covered in armor and looks like a steel turtle. With Achilles's straight sword, no matter how good his swordsmanship is,
How can we get in?"
Ever since Michael found out Asker's status as a local noble, other guards officers who were also from imperial military aristocrats have naturally developed a good impression of Asker and are now completely on his side.
"He is testing." Mihail frowned and thought, "He should be testing the weakness of the bone-striker's armor to see if there is anything that can be attacked."
"Trying it out in front of an opponent of this level? It's too dangerous. Just being hit by a big sword will kill you! There's no way to save him." The guards officers started discussing.
"Danger? He has already fought the opponent four times. How can he look like he is in danger? He is obviously very comfortable."
"Look at him... Oops, Fei Yi + Lian Tu, this is the Ying Yang Sword. If the bone cutter on the opposite side had not been protected by armor, he would have died several times by now."
"It's a pity that we still suffer from weapons."
"Full Moon Slash? No, it's Full Moon Cross Slash! A straight sword can also be used as a big sword, I'm convinced."
"How many more times do you think the bone-splitter will be struck by his sword?"
"I understand!" Mihail suddenly slapped the table, attracting the attention of the surrounding guards. "He is irritating the other party! To induce him to reveal his flaws!"
In the arena, Asker dodged the giant sword again. The long sword flapped its wings and hit the guard between the legs of the bone-striker, making a sound of gold and iron hitting each other.
"Oh, protect the clang." He said with a chuckle.
The bone cutter had already swung his sword more than a dozen times, but he didn't even hit the corner of Asik's clothes. When he was panting, hearing the opponent's taunt, an unknown fire immediately rose in his heart.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" The bone-splitter roared, raising his extra-large sword and slashing hard at Asik in front of him with all his strength.
He's going to tear this jumping clown to pieces!
Asker rolled sideways, quickly fell to the ground and slid to the ground one after another, and used his extremely fast body skills to instantly dodge behind the opponent.
At this time, the bone cutter still maintained the posture of collapsing the mountain, leaning forward, lowering his head, and finally a gap was exposed at the connection between the helmet and the back armor at the back of the neck.
That's it now! Asker's long sword pierced the gap, pulling out a long string of blood flowers. The body of the bone cutter fell to the ground, and a pool of blood gradually formed under him.
"Beautiful!" In the audience box, the guards officers immediately clapped and cheered, even more excited than if they had killed their opponent in person.
The barbarian and the bone-striker's deputy were still fighting fiercely over there, both of them almost exhausted their energy.
The Asketi sword passed by, and the long sword charged forward. The deputy quickly blocked, and the long sword passed by his sword and stabbed into his throat.
"You're right." The barbarian who survived the disaster gasped, looked at the bone cutter lying next to him in a pool of blood, and smiled bitterly, "I am indeed no match for you. If we can get the gold cup in a single day,
The championship will definitely be yours."
"Excellent." Ask said, "Is it still a competition?"
"No more competition," said the barbarian, "but I want to take a few heads."
Carrying a pair of axes, he rushed towards the almost chaotic main battlefield. When he encountered a red gladiator, he would mercilessly knock him away. When he encountered a yellow gladiator, he would strike with an axe, and he would be killed on the spot if he hit him.
He didn't continue to chase, he just quickly looked for the next opponent.
Asker followed him to finish off the blows. The gladiators in yellow who were clearly able to dodge the barbarian's axes were all like mice scurrying in front of a cat in front of him, and were hacked to death in just a few blows.
These yellow-clothed Franks were also very tough. Even when the last person was killed, they did not drop their weapons and kneel down to beg for mercy. So the yellow team was completely wiped out. According to statistics, 3 barbarians and 3 Asker were killed (including
The leader of the team ("Bone-splitter"), the remaining people were divided equally between 3, and 2 of them were killed by Theotis.
Theotis stood in the middle of the corpse in yellow, his eyes full of confusion. A gladiator in red died in the battle just now, resulting in a shortage of places in the red team, so his brother can successfully join the team tomorrow. But...
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...Why is it full of aggrieved feeling? Am I not the leader of the red team? Why was the limelight stolen by those two people?
And the "Bone-splitter" of the Yellow Team, aren't you the famous "Bone-splitter", a steel mammoth covered in armor! Why did you die in the hands of that chicken!!!
Unhappy as he was, he no longer had the motivation to kill Aske, so he just told everyone to leave in a dull voice.
"Um..." the host's cautious voice came from the loudspeaker, "Can I speak?"
"Long story short," another voice urged.
"Okay, then..." the host took a deep breath, "The winner is ours, the red team! Everyone cheers for the winner!"
The audience cheered and screamed.
Returning to the underground training ground, Asik threw the Caucasian straight sword on the weapons shelf and found a futon to sit down.
"Good kill." The barbarian walked up to him and leaned against the wall with his arms folded. "By the way, I thought I heard just now... Are you trying to recruit that bone-splitter? Become a companion?"
"Yes." Ask said with a wry smile, "It was rejected."
"It's natural to be rejected," the barbarian said. "He is the boss in the yellow team, and if you suddenly ask him to come to the red team to be your younger brother, of course he will think it is a taunt on the battlefield."
Ask's mouth was half-opened, and he suddenly patted his head. It turns out that he didn't make it clear.
"Actually, I want to invite him to join my team." Asker explained, "The gladiator is just a temporary guest appearance. My actual occupation outside is the leader of a mercenary group."
"Oh, no respect," the barbarian said, "Is your team still short of people?"
"Are you interested in mercenaries?" Ask asked with a smile.
"To be honest, as long as there is a war, I don't care whether it's a mercenary or a gladiator." The barbarian said, "But if it's your mercenary group, I think I'm still interested."
"You are really discerning." Asker took out a contract and said, "Here, sign this contract and join my team. The benefits are all written on it."
The barbarian still crossed his arms, but looked at the contract in silence, and then said after a long time:
"I can't read."
"It's easy, just press your fingerprints." Ask said, "Would you like me to read it to you again?"
"No need. I believe you." The barbarian said this, taking off the arm armor of his left hand, using his index finger to open a slit on the edge of the weapon next to him, and then smearing the blood on the pad of his thumb.
After smoothing it out, click on the end of the contract.
This guy is a bit tough...Asker couldn't laugh or cry, and expressed his sincere admiration for this guy who directly used blood as ink pad. Hey, the skin of this guy's left arm seems to be very delicate when he takes off his arm armor.
A bit like a woman?
"Ahem." Asker suddenly had a bad premonition and quickly introduced himself, "My name is Asker Lepios Achilles. What's yours?"
"What a long name." The barbarian said, "I can't remember, so I'll call you Ask. Well. My name is Hidlifa, Hidlifa of Helsingør."
He took off his helmet, revealing his beautiful face.
This guy has beautiful, almost pure white, pale golden hair, which was cut short and broken by a sharp weapon such as a dagger.
The skin is also extremely white, unique to the Northlanders, but not as rough as the mercenaries who have been traveling all year round. It is as smooth as milk.
His pupils are nearly transparent sky blue, lighter than Eleanor's sea blue irises. His nose is slender and straight, and his lips are extremely thin. He is a handsome guy with an extremely androgynous appearance.
...or beauty? Asker noticed with horror that he didn't have an Adam's apple.
"Are you a woman?" he asked cautiously.
"Yeah." Hidley Fa, now Hidley Fa, responded through her nose and nodded, "I never said I was a man."
Without the shield of the helmet, her voice was clear now - it was indeed a clear female voice.
"But..." Asik didn't know what to say, "You are 1.9 meters tall, wearing heavy plate armor, and using a powerful armor-breaking weapon like a battle ax..."
"So?" Sidrifa tilted her head, showing a cute and confused expression.
"It's okay." Asik burst into tears in his heart. He can't say that he already has enough girls in the team. This time he plans to recruit a man to join the team... The only thing to blame is that he didn't make it clear at the beginning.
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"I've already thought about it." Sidrifa sat cross-legged next to him, supported her knees with one hand, and said carelessly, "With our strength, we will definitely be able to form a mercenary group to conquer the world and shock all countries.
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"When the time comes, the kingdom's nobles will come to recruit you, and we can also become Earl Dangdang. The territory is best near the North Sea. When the time comes, I will take you out to sea to fish. Have you seen a whale?"
"I've seen them." Ask asked, does it count that I've seen them online in my previous life? "Well, in fact, there are already four of them in my mercenary group."
"Oh, if they can join your mercenary group, they must be very powerful warriors." Hidrifa showed a yearning expression.
"Including me, there are probably only three warrior professions." Asker said, "There are two left, one is a healer and the other is a mage... We have a chat group. Do you have a mobile phone?"
"No." Hidrifa said.
Asik felt that this was a bit difficult to handle. How can we communicate with NPCs who don’t even have mobile phones?
"By the way, are you a transcendent?" he asked in a low voice.
"What is a transcendent?" Hidrifa was confused.
"I understand." Ask nodded. It turned out that she was a silly girl who knew nothing but killing people, so it would be easier to deal with. "Have you considered becoming a transcendent? Becoming a transcendent will make you better at fighting.
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"More powerful than the Power Armor Knight?" Sidliefa asked.
"Well, these two are not from the same system. The power armor knight is on the technological side, and the extraordinary power is on the mysterious side. There is no way to compare the systems. Do you understand?"
"I don't understand." Hidrifa said.
"Okay." Asik could only say against his will, "Compared to this, extraordinary beings are better."
"Okay." Hidrifa nodded vigorously, "In that case, I want to become a transcendent."
"Great." Asik breathed a sigh of relief. If she was a pure-blooded person and didn't plan to enter the supernatural world, then he really couldn't take her to fly. If she was willing to take the magic potion, it would be much easier.