Chapter 4: 4The swords of two "bears"
Chapter 4 4. The swords of the two bears
The idea of combating a single player against a swarm is to transform one-on-one into several one-on-one battles.
Evil ghosts are not very powerful monsters. A farmer with a long manure fork in his hand can escape with his life from a single evil ghost if he is calm and brave.
Their claws are indeed sharp enough to dig into the ground, but the dung fork has a greater advantage in attack distance than the claws.
However, Lan En has experienced several battles in this magical medieval world.
He knows very well that in sword fights, enemies that can be easily defeated one-on-one can only be defeated one-on-two.
The one who will be "easily solved" is you!
The reality is: for humans, even witchers, blood vessels and tendons are only a few millimeters to a few centimeters beneath the skin.
As for claws or weapons, a few millimeters of flesh is no different than non-existence.
Scratching is a wound, and a wound will affect movement.
Then if one does not rely on personal will, the disadvantage will become greater and greater, and eventually one's throat will be cut off as a matter of course.
Lan has not experienced this situation yet, nor does he want to experience it at all.
So, even though the Bear School's witcher mutation formula emphasizes physical fitness and strength, the Bear School's swordsmanship style is tough and solid.
He still frequently shifts his footing.
Seventeen demons roared toward them, and the instructors eyes behind him were cold and without any warmth.nove(l)bi(n.)com
Young people can only move laterally.
In order not to be surrounded by evil ghosts, he must be twice as fast as the evil ghosts!
Is this possible for a young man who is hungry?
Not only possible! Lan En did better!
Bang!
The thin cowhide boots stepped on the ground with the joint force of the muscles and bones, and the soft valley soil was kicked up and a burst of dust flew up.
There were even a few weed roots mixed in the splashing earth and rocks.
The young man, who was not strong in stature, rushed straight into the side gap like a crazy bear!
With a few screams, the scavenging creatures with claws and teeth immediately turned to follow.
The explosive power of scavengers is certainly not as powerful as that of witchers.
He was quickly thrown away in the straight-line distance contest.
However, the evil ghosts that originally ran in a long line, now the few at the end of the team had the opportunity to take the shortest route and block Lan En's front.
In his mouth that was full of stench, there were shreds of rotten meat hanging from his twisted and hideous teeth.
Five demons have already taken over Lan En's route, and are now hunching their waists in anticipation, stroking their paws.
But the young man's expression did not change at all.
It was as if what he was wearing was not some cheap cotton armor, but the family heirloom armor of a knight or a knight. Or maybe the five pairs of claws in front of him that can dig tunnels underground don't exist.
He watched as the mouths of the five evil ghosts opened wider and wider as the fresh flesh and blood approached, until they could no longer bear the temptation.
Following his hunting instinct, he jumped up. His short body used his own weight in mid-air and thrust his claws downwards.
Stabbing through the stomach of the first evil ghost, as if by coincidence, the tip of the sword just hit the second evil ghost's jaw covered with excess skin.
From the lower jaw directly into the brain!
Looking like a panicked swordsman, he got lucky after the adrenaline surge, so by some strange combination of circumstances, he failed to kill the first one in front, but instead killed the second one.
But beneath this surface, Lan En's accuracy, power, and control of the blade's tendrils are all impeccable.
Only at the last moment, his tiger's mouth seemed to accidentally hit the cross sword grid in front of the sword hilt.
The force of the thrust was so great, and the resistance from the evil ghost's body was so strong that the cross sword grid actually came loose with the "click" sound.
Under this squeezing, the wooden handle of the sword also cracked.
The tiger's mouth cracked open and blood spattered.
But whats more serious is that a long sword with a loose sword frame can still be used when facing ordinary people.
But facing monsters, even evil spirits, is seeking death!
Lan is equivalent to losing his only weapon.
At the same time, the fifteen evil ghosts behind him had gotten up again and rushed towards him.
But Lan En relaxed the muscles in his arms as if he had finished his work.
He put down the mutton skewer-like long sword and the evil ghost.
He didn't look behind him, but among the noisy footsteps of the evil spirits, he already heard the voice he wanted to hear.
It is a kind of light step that will happen naturally when you have achieved some achievements in the art of fighting, like a cat.
In the mist behind the fifteen evil ghosts, a tall and strong black figure emerged in the silence.
Cold and silent.
For Bordong, safety has been confirmed, there are no fog monsters here.
The silver sword light flashed suddenly.
Different from Lan Ens precise and ruthless swordsmanship, Bordons swordsmanship adheres to the consistent characteristics of the Bear School.
A solid sense of strength!
Puff!
The sound of blood was mixed with the sound of bones being broken.
Bordong's silver sword, carrying the stinky blood of evil spirits, drew a sad arc.
The four evil ghosts were cut off directly from the chest because they were stationed closely together.
The chest of the fifth one was cut in half, and the silver sword was stuck on the sternum. The huge force drove the thin body away.
The tip of the sword protruding from its chest sliced off half of the sixth evil ghost's head.
Fifteen evil spirits were gathered together with their backs exposed.
For Bordon, just a few swings of the sword were enough.
This "use" of Lan En - excellent value for money.
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