"There is actually a legacy of swordsmanship in the new world?"
Swordsman Hou Gong felt something strange.
Deep down, Hou Gong felt that the sword was not a very popular weapon.
Although this weapon is highly respected in many cultures in the federal East Asia region.
But in actual combat, it can be seen from the proportion of players using weapons.
Although, players who chose swords in the early stage due to cultural influence will also switch to other weapons as their actual combat experience increases.
There are not many players who have always been obsessed with swords.
Maybe, but more often it is used as a "weapon of dignity".
After all, if mechanical crossbows and firearms cannot defeat the enemy.
With the current level of federation players, most players are unable to put up proper resistance due to their close combat capabilities.
For professions that do not have relevant weapons and melee proficiency, players basically have to find ways to improve them themselves.
For now, federal players who have not yet gone far in their career paths have naturally not yet carried out development in this area.
As for Hou Gong...
He tightened the swords at his waist.
He could no longer remember the origin of choosing this weapon.
Maybe it was because of a drunken chat with game teammates, or maybe it was because of a girl’s words.
Or maybe it's because of a movie or a novel...
In short, he chose this weapon.
Moreover, it extends from the virtual world to reality.
I'm not a pure swordsman...
Hou Gong thought this silently.
Compared to those swordsmen described in books who are extremely good at swordsmanship, he is obviously too philistine.
He was fascinated by the admiring looks in other people's eyes when he was dancing with his sword.
I will also feel happy when people are surprised by their own weapons.
But, I still long for stronger swordsmanship...
Hou Gong looked at his two swords. They were products of the Federation's cutting-edge alloy technology.
And a sword as sharp as this should not just slit the goblin's throat...
I, or they, long for more...
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New World - Thornham
In the silent night, the hustle and bustle of civilization has dispersed.
Where the moonlight fails to shine, darkness reigns.
In the darkness, many lives perform their quiet but unknown lives.
A huge black panther loomed in the shadows, traveling through the jungle.
Few people know of its existence, and more lives go to another place after learning of its existence.
An eternal place where there is no longer pain and despair, but only coldness and silence...
The black panther stared quietly at this mountain forest, which it knew was its territory.
It has been active in this forest since it gained wisdom.
There are no rivers that completely separate the forest, only small streams trickling through the forest.
The black panther didn't know how many years he had spent in this forest.
It knows the change of morning and dusk and the alternation of day and night, but it does not pay attention to the changes of the passing years.
After all, they are meaningless to it.
Whether it is a warm and bright spring or a frosty and freezing winter day, it can always find a full belly of food.
It is not bound by hunger, but retreats into deep caves only because of the appearance of the sun.
The black panther is not afraid of the sun, but it doesn't like the light.
Only in darkness can it possess the power of absolute domination and the confidence to deal with everything calmly.
Today's feeding was over, and the black panther decided to take a look at the small lake in the distance.
It likes to watch the bright moon falling into the lake. It is a scene that makes it feel peaceful.
However, at this moment, a flapping sound appeared.
The black panther did not stop, thinking that it might be a passing silly bird.
Many years ago, when it was still a cub, it ate flying birds.
There isn't much meat, but it's enough to lick its hungry stomach.
Later, it no longer needs to eat birds to survive.
But soon, the black panther discovered that this silly bird didn't seem to be just passing by.
It raised its head calmly and gracefully and glanced at the moon owl who was staring at it with its huge eyes.
Then, a trace of doubt appeared in Black Panther's eyes.
It has not seen a creature that feels strange to it for a long time.
This snow-white silly bird obviously came from an unfamiliar area.
The black panther is wondering whether to eat the other person:
In its cognition, the most thorough and simple way to understand another person is to feel it with its own claws and stomach.
At this moment, the moon owl flew down from the treetops.
Then, under the gaze of the black panther, the moon owl transformed into an orange cat.
Black Panther:???
"Meow……"
Yi Chun tried to say hello to the other party. He seemed to have good luck tonight.
Not long after he flew out of the town, he found traces of this suspected cat lord in the forest.
But it's obvious that the other party doesn't appreciate it.
In other words, given Yi Chun's size, the other party does not think he is qualified to communicate.
In an instant, the black panther who had been standing calmly suddenly pounced on Yi Chun!
The dark hair all over its body makes its sneak attack difficult to identify!
Only the rather sharp sound of breaking through the air seemed particularly harsh in the silent environment!
"call!"
However, when the black panther pounced on the enemy it thought with a dangerous roar.
However, it unexpectedly discovered that its sneak attack failed.
"Roar!"
At this time, the Black Panther began to face the enemy it encountered this time.
It stared at the orange cat that ran to the other side without knowing when with cold eyes, thinking about what this thing was.
Wild cats are not that rare in this forest, and they have naturally been hunted as prey.
Therefore, it knew that the orange cat in front of it was obviously not an ordinary orange cat.
"Meow……"
In the black panther's field of vision, the orange cat's eyes still looked so calm.
Feeling the goodwill and faintly dangerous atmosphere conveyed in the other party's cry, the black panther thought that the other party might be in the breeding season...
Well, for ordinary life in the wild, there is no time for idle talk.
Similar encounters often mean a bloody fight or a fierce battle.
After all, sometimes, suitable and fertile hunting grounds are also rare resources.
"Roar……"
The black panther let out a low growl, thinking that the guy opposite might have some cognitive impairment.
Of course, the term cognitive impairment does not exist in Black Panther's consciousness.
But this does not mean that it will not form this similar consciousness.
The emergence of words is not to create a certain concept, but to summarize it.
But before anything can be expressed in words, they already existed...
After a not so friendly start, the leopard and the cat finally communicated in a friendly manner.
And in the dark and silent forest, their dialogue obviously attracted many unknown gazes...
