Chapter 101

When they were resting and alert, no one came to arrange work for Zhao Mai. It is reasonable to say that in the natural environment of the wild, the force of the Druids can better help you to get supplies and recover, at least much better than that of the paladins. However, as you can see, during the whole journey, Zhao Mai exercised in an overloaded way, using two legs to catch up with four legs, which was very difficult for his physical fitness. Now that he has stopped, he will naturally give him a chance to rest.

But Bucher didn't think so. He tied the horse and mule together, and then came to Zhao Mai: "boy, I don't know what you did, but you should be tired by this time. Dishonesty is not a good quality, so now lift your ass up, take up the sword and let's practice. "

Herr was far away, but she heard it. "Hey, let him be quiet. He needs a rest."

Bucher gave the paladin a fierce look and said with disdain, "rest? Are you his man? Do you need him to save energy for the night? Shut your pretty mouth. If he doesn't want to, he'll say, "don't use your tongue!"

As soon as Hai rou'er frowned, he was about to get angry. Zhao Mai quickly stretched out his hand, "don't make a noise. I'm ok. The legs are a little tired, but the arms are OK. They don't delay practice. " He got up on his knees and picked up the toothed beast. "I don't need a sword. I'll use this."

"Is this the thing that rings?" Bucher came to have a look. Suddenly he took the gun from Zhao Mai and kicked him over. The grain reserves rush up, and Bucher reaches over his wrist for it to bite. An iron wrist guard is hidden under the leather sleeve, and the teeth of the grain reserve do not pose any threat.

With a wave of his left hand, Bucher threw out the grain reserve. "We can't relax our vigilance all the time, including to the people around you, stupid boy. You should know that a knife is a knife, not because it's not fatal to your partner."

The pistol hit his chest and it hurt, but Bucher didn't move any further. Zhao Mai called to reserve grain and kneaded his chest to get up from the ground. At this time, without warning, Bucher flew up and kicked Zhao Mai's calf. Zhao Mai jumped back and barely dodged.

"A little bit better, stinky boy." "Don't pick weapons now, pick up your blunt sword," Bucher said! If you use a spear, I have to use the same quality weapon, and the only result is that you die. "

Zhao Mai carefully observed Bucher's movements and picked up the practicing sword on the ground. I didn't expect that this ferocious strong man had prepared these things in his backpack. I really don't know how to evaluate them. The blunt sword is a little light in hand. The handle is short and thin, and the length is not enough. Obviously, it is not for adults. So Zhao Mai put forward his own question.

Bucher snorted coldly, obviously a little impatient, and said, "you are a child's standard now. It's just right to use this!"

After that, with a swing of the arm, the sword came up.

There was no routine at all. It was all a stormy attack. The long sword launched a continuous attack from all directions. Zhao had nowhere to hide. Even if the weapon is not bladed, it will be very painful to hit the body. Zhao Mai, who didn't want to suffer this crime, could only cheer up and try to counteract Bucher's attack with the blocking method taught by Rangers.

"Do you think I'm powerful and fast? Do you want me to reduce the difficulty?" As he beat, Bucher spat: "dream, stinky boy. All the enemies you meet in your life are stronger than you, faster than you, and better than you in technology. Even their luck will be better than you! Whether it's a small pit on the ground, a flowing arrow on the battlefield or support, you'll always be at a disadvantage, forever

Zhao Mai blocked eight swords in a row, and his arm was already a little off. He quickly changed his hand and tried to take out the sword with his left hand. But in combat, it takes a certain level to change hands and use weapons. Bucher seizes this opportunity, hits Zhao Mai's left face with a straight fist and knocks him to the ground.

"Get up, vomit some blood at most, and your teeth won't fall off. Don't lie on the ground like a girl." Bucher rubbed his nose and said to Zhao Mai with a smile, "if you want to stop, just cry. Then I will love you. You can rest assured!"

Zhao Mai licked his teeth, spat blood on Bucher's feet, and stood up without saying a word. Being beaten is nothing. It's important to learn how to fight back. He moved his right wrist and tied the sword and hand together with a strap to prevent him from losing his grip due to fatigue.

The two men then fought again.

Bucher was tall and strong, and had the agility that was rare in his stature. Although he can't see any rules, his attacks are full of threats every time. Zhao Mai tried his best to support him, but he was always defeated within 15 moves. But he hasn't been attacked by the long sword once, and it's all fists, soles of feet or hammers that beat him down.

A strong man, nearly two meters tall, used a hammer to Zhao Mai, who was less than one meter eight, and he had the grace of a pile driver. Zhao Mai only felt that the shadow came and the sky and earth became dark, and then he fell to the ground with stars in his eyes. "You've done a good job in blocking. It seems that someone has taught you." Bucher's voice was hazy and seemed to be far away. "But blocking won't win. You have to know that you are always at a disadvantage in numbers. The longer you stay, the more enemies there will be. ""Hard can't last long, soft can't keep." Zhao Mai muttered.

"What did you say?" Bucher heard this sentence, but because it was Mandarin, it was a foreign language to him, so he couldn't understand it at all. So he said, "hum, boy, you must be scolding me. Come on, I'll give you a chance to vent. I'll give you one hand this time. "

Zhao Mai gasped and stood up, shaking his head: "I won't be fooled by you. After a while, you must hit me with that hand, and then tell me something about the enemy that you can't trust. Don't worry, you can't play with me! "

"Ha ha! I'm starting to like you. " Bucher's mouth was forced to open to his earlobe, and his two rows of teeth were like sharks. "You're very smart. I'm very ashamed that you're right. So I'll beat you up, or I won't be happy. I can't be unhappy! "

Zhao Mai continued to be beaten, but he began to try to seize the opportunity to counterattack in defense. Of course, his idea is right, but his ability to seize the opportunity is far from enough, and his offensive technique is too naive to achieve the desired effect. He always shows his flaws. He is caught by Bucher and then knocked over. As he satirized him, Bucher pointed out his mistake: "the dog's eye reveals the idea!" "I haven't got a firm foothold yet, so I want to charge. I'm going to bite the dog's excrement!" "The dog can't keep his body forward like that!" "Clip your tail, or you'll kick your dog."

Grain reserves lying on the ground, ears drooping, with claws covering the eyes. It really wants to see and hear if it's not polite. Only by his side, the little flower in the flowerpot swayed hard, trying to reserve the natural force, so as to restore the Druid's body for a while.