Chapter 21 A move that cannot be shouted is not a good move
"Sword Skill·Mountain Breeze!"
Chai Anping has never heard of any sword skills that have special effects when you shout out the name. Of course, it may be that other people are ashamed to shout out the name of the move.
In order to embolden himself, he did not hesitate to shout: "Star Explosion Abandoned Healing!"
"Snapped!"
Hicks, who rushed in with all his strength, was like a speeding carriage, slashing Chai Anping away in one fell swoop.
However, Chai Anping had anticipated it, and his center of gravity was stable in the air without losing his balance, and he landed steadily.
The tilt of the sword removed most of the huge force exerted by Hicks.
"Hold on!"
Chai Anping's eyes were bright, and the "sword skills" displayed by Hicks were not exaggerated to the point of summoning a hurricane, but more like... a flexible technique?
The violent fight did not make Hicks freeze, and he did not resist the force fed back from the sword.
The wooden sword held his hand and moved backward, while his body was already facing Chai Anping and continued to charge.
The bald man took the lead, and Hicks's stern expression made Chai Anping subconsciously fall into the battle with the Freljord berserkers on the battlefield.
Hicks' hand that had been "flew away" had been readjusted at this time. The wooden sword in his hand was like a poisonous needle shot by a poisonous bee, and the tip of the sword stabbed Chai Anping's head fiercely.
He clenched the wooden sword tightly with his slightly numb palm, and a technique suddenly flashed in Chai Anping's mind.
This comes from Giles!
"Sword Skill·Iron Shield!"
Of course, there was no shame in shouting out the name of the move, but Chai Anping got the optimal solution for Hicks' attack.
Hicks' muscles bulged, the wooden sword behind him came first, and there was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
The most powerful thing about the sword skill Shanfeng is to take advantage of the moment of stiffness after a violent collision. Before others can recharge their energy, you have already delivered a more ferocious and faster blow.
Rookie Gracie can't be stopped!
The rookie in front of him suddenly made a very weird move.
He raised the hand holding the sword slightly, and the slender blade rose high with his movements, and then slowly swung it down in the direction of his attack.
The wooden sword did not move forward in the air, but drew a semicircle on the plane.
If Taoist Master Sanfeng took a look at it, he might say, "It's so round."
As soon as the sword that Hicks reached touched the circle in the air, Chai Anping immediately put his other hand on the sword.
"Snapped!"
With a late impact, Chai Anping actually withstood Hicks' attack!
Giles, who was watching in the audience, stood up suddenly. He was very familiar with Gracie's move.
Because this is his own creation!
How could Gracie know this trick? And be so skilled at it!
And after parrying, you can make a very sharp change of attack... Giles felt like he could even guess what Gracie would do next.
"Turn around...attack...victory!"
"……Huh?"
"Why...why doesn't he move?"
Giles, who could not see the foresight scene, was stunned for a moment.
After Chai Anping withstood Hicks' attack, he was momentarily confused... What should he do next?
Inspiration came suddenly and died very suddenly.
The one-fifth of Giles's fencing experience he got didn't include what to do next.
What a cheat!
The two were in a stalemate for a while, and Chai Anping had no choice but to sweep down the wooden sword he was holding, get close to Giles and give him a hard kick.
"How can it be!"
Hicks couldn't hold on and was kicked to the ground, with a look of disbelief on his face. His attack was actually broken!
And it was still done by rookie Gracie.
He immediately turned over and jumped up, unable to accept it, he continued to attack Chai Anping with his sword.
"Papa...papa!"
In an instant, the sound of clashing wooden swords could be heard.
Everyone on the court was stunned. Although Gracie was a little embarrassed most of the time when receiving moves, he was so stable!
Is this still Gracie?
The continuous attacks made Chai Anping's blood boil, and he automatically imagined the image of Hicks as an ugly, stinky berserker.
The familiar feeling comes again...
"ah!"
With the help of a block, he reached out and grabbed Hicks' collar, then put his face in front of Hicks and let out a loud roar.
"Fuck..."
"So fierce!"
"Who messed with Gracie today?"
Francis was even shocked by Chai Anping.
Damn it, let's compete... Why are you shouting so loudly?!
Hicks' face was sprayed with spittle, and his ears were buzzing from the roar. On the other side, Chai Anping had already subconsciously withdrawn his sword, and then turned around and slashed horizontally.
"Snapped!"
The wooden sword wrapped in cloth obviously hit the arm with a "snap".
But it's crisper and looks more painful.
…
Chai Anping swore that he really didn't mean to use the force that he used to chop down the berserker in the illusion!
"Send Hicks to the medical class quickly!!!"
Francis, who was furious on the side, looked at the scene with his face distorted and Hicks, who was crying, had already taken the lead in shouting.
"...my hand!" Hicks screamed as if he was belatedly aware of it.
"broken!"
"broken!"
Chai Anping glanced at the arm that was broken by him, and his skin immediately broke out with goosebumps. He just wanted to teach the bald man a lesson, but he didn't want to break his hand.
He stood aside uneasily, his lips starting to tremble a little.
Was that...what I did?
I broke someone's hand in real life?!
Several of Hicks' friends rushed to the stage, carefully knocked out the screaming Hicks, and then carried him off the ring.
No one cared about Gracie, a rookie who took the initiative to hurt others for the first time and succeeded.
Even Giles, who was full of doubts, panicked.
Look, Hicks’ arm is crooked!
A girl's ponytail would be prickly when swung, let alone a solid wooden stick.
Giles couldn't help but shudder when he thought about the last time he and Chai Anping had a sparring match. This girl's attack was either light or heavy!
Several people escorted Hicks away, but Chai Anping, who was still standing on the field blankly, finally caught everyone's attention.
On the one hand, everyone was complaining about how hard he struck, and on the other hand, they couldn't help but laugh when they saw this rookie shaking all over and the wooden sword in his hand starting to fidget...
Gan!
Francis was angry and annoyed and pulled Chai Anping down. He wanted to curse... but he held it back.
What else?
It seems like this is not intentional.
Galen's fearlessness obviously could not eliminate the guilt in Chai Anping's heart. He replied in a tone that almost made him cry: "I really didn't mean it, captain of the guard..."
The melancholy captain of the guard knew that this was when a new recruit was confused, and he suddenly said seriously: "Gracie... after you improve your swordsmanship, you should think more about how much effort you should contribute, you know?"
"When we face our compatriots and comrades-in-arms, we cannot be so harsh even if we are competing."
"I understand, guard captain..."
You know it too late!!!
Francis actually wanted to stuff Chai Anping's guilty and aggrieved face into the toilet.