NOVEL NEXT Chapter 117: Chapter 116
He retained the tactical layout from his first battle with Allen two years ago, refined his magical abilities, and condensed all his elementary and intermediate magic tricks to create more obstacles for Allen and deceive more of his senses.
Even magic has changed from magic such as ice blades shooting out from the palms to more difficult to detect ground spike magic.
The venue was also moved from the foot of the hill to a more open wilderness.
However.
To no avail.
Alan's "sensory flow" is becoming increasingly difficult to understand.
He could even completely lift up the ground in front of him the moment before the quagmire formed, leaving the rock layer underneath to prevent Rudy's quagmire from forming.
Then he strolled through the various magic 'obstacles' that were set up, and after Rudy's ten-minute death struggle, he slowly slid in front of Rudy with a smile in a strolling posture.
Then he raised his hand under Rudy's desperate gaze.
Give him a loud smack on the head.
Announce the end of the competition again.
"Your head fell off."
It's just so outrageous.
Because he can 'see' the 'flow of magic'.
This is the "Sense Flow", the most difficult to master among the five mysteries of the Water God Flow.
Alan...
Start with the most difficult one to learn first.
At this moment, Rudy came back to his senses, looked at the neatly laid brick floor beside him, and the grass beneath him that was obviously carefully groomed every day, and thought of the scene when Alan used his fighting spirit to lift up the ground during the competition.
"Is Allen going to destroy his own house? Wait, the opponent is Gilena, if it's her, she should stop Allen, right?"
He quickly looked at Gileno.
Into the eyes.
The latter's facial expression
Very close to Alan.
Full of the joy of hunting.
The desire to swing the sword!
Rudy opened his mouth in surprise, looked around, and found that Sylphy, who was usually responsible for petting Alan's hair, had not returned yet and her face was pale.
Heart.
Something terrible has happened, Sylphy, please come back soon!!
"That's great! Why hasn't Sylphy come back yet?!"
Alice didn't care whether she was wearing a skirt or not. She raised her legs high and jumped up nimbly from the ground.
His steps were a little weak because of the exhaustion of magic power, but he was full of energy!
"Alan, do you want to wait for her? Or should we start now?"
Alan soothed Rudy with his eyes and waved his hand.
"Now, it just so happens that I am very interested in the strength of the long-famous Sword King like Gilenu."
"Also, I'm curious as to how long I can last against her with my current Water God Style swordsmanship skills."
Yes, it's about persistence, not how long you fight, because…
Alan looked up at Gileno, who was swinging his tail and also touching the hilt of the knife on his waist.
she.
Gilenu.
The only sword king of the Sword God School.
He is a swordsman emperor-level goalkeeper.
"Most importantly, I want to see it, too."
"What is the Hikari no Tachi?"
After saying that, Alan stood up from the ground and walked towards the open space in the atrium.
Gileno held the knife, looked at Alan's back, and his dark golden pupils shrank.
She smiled and followed him.
The two stood facing each other.
Gilenu has not forgotten his duties as a teacher.
"Since we are in a swordsmanship class, how about we conduct a demonstration of moves in the form of teaching? I will attack with the Light Sword, and you will defend with the Water God Style. This will also allow Alice to more directly recognize the difference between the Sword God Style and the Water God Style."
"Okay." Alan nodded.
As he finished speaking, Gileno slowly drew his sword.
The slender buzzing sound of the sword blade rubbing against the scabbard vibrated the air.
The blade with a beautiful handle was pulled out of the scabbard, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.
Thin blade, long knife.
A bloody blade.
One of the Seven Swords of the Sword God - Ping Zong.
"The Holy Land of Swords - Sword King Gilenu. Please teach me."
Gilena tensed his back and waist, stepped on the ground with force, and the strength came from the soles of his feet.
The blade cuts through the air.
Stop.
An ordinary midsection, with the tip of the knife pointing straight forward.
But it is extremely oppressive.
because.
This is one of the three opening moves of the Hikari no Tachi.
Alan listened to the self-introductions before the sword fight, which he hadn't heard for a long time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Draw the sword.
Raise your hand.
The blade vibrates the air!
"Suijinryu Sodojo--Alan. Please teach me."
Gileno stared at the common thin-blade straight knife in Allen's hand.
"Why don't you say you are the Sword Saint?"
"Sword Saint doesn't sound impressive, and this title wasn't given to me in front of me, so what's there to report? Besides, next time I return to the main dojo, this title will be given to me."
Alan leaned forward with a knife on his back, and his smile disappeared.
"It's time to change."
Alice, who was standing under a tree nearby, had her eyes wide open and was jumping around excitedly!
"That sounds amazing!"
Rudy shook his head.
But at this time Alice frowned.
"I seem to have heard of the Mizugami-ryu Dojo somewhere before."
Her eyes widened.
"That's not the one in the capital!"
"Yes!" Rudy interrupted her.
"Most of the outstanding swordsmen of the Water God Style in the Asura Kingdom come from the Royal Capital, which is also the headquarters of the Water God Style."
Alice blinked, "Didn't Allen learn swordsmanship with Allen in the capital?!"
Rudy shrugged his shoulders and began to be glad that Alice was simple-minded.
"Who knows? Maybe it was the same period?"
Alice frowned, seeming very dissatisfied.
"Huh? At the same time? Then who is stronger?!"
Rudy smiled.
"Of course."
"'Alan' is stronger."
Alice was about to say something, but was interrupted by Gileno in the field.
Just listen to her say.
"Alan defends, I attack, so I'll make the distinction with this knife."
"It's a sword master level sword - the sword of light."
"Alice."
"Watch it."
Chapter 141: Under the King, I am the Strongest
Upon hearing this, Alice quickly looked towards the field.
Gileno landed silently and took a step forward.
"A reasonable pace."
The sword does not move, and the wrist is as hard as iron.
"Reasonable sword moves."
Eyes like knives, pupils like lightning.
"Reasonable"
She looked at Alan, who was five meters in front of her.
"desire."
The sound was calm, coming from the solidified black rocks on top of the lava.
State the facts.
"Using the foundation of the Sword God Style accumulated over the years as the cornerstone of 'rationality', the postures and steps of exerting strength day and night are built on it, and finally driven by 'desire', at the most appropriate position, with the most appropriate posture, to swing the most suitable slash for oneself."
"That's it."
"Light Sword."
It seems like a teaching to Alice.
It also seemed like a teaching to Allen.
"When I learned the sword of light."
"It will be the day I am named Sword Saint!"
The words fell.
The next moment, the blade disappeared.
Disappeared with the blade
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