Chapter 1616 Spear and Sword (Ⅱ)

"Sluder, let's get started."

Qiao An opened his posture with his sword, and stared intently at the slender-waisted and long-legged gun-wielding girl on the opposite side.

The corners of Slude's lips curled up, his eyes became extraordinarily sharp, as if he was looking for a flaw in his defense, suddenly with a flick of his wrist, the spear pierced his chest like a large silver python.

Joan swung his sword almost instinctively to block.

The rune sword hit the steel gun, trembling and buzzing. Although it successfully deflected the lightning-fast blow, Joan's wrist was slightly numb from the force transmitted through the hilt.

In human form, Qiao An has 16 points of strength and 18 points of agility including the strengthening of the "high-end gorgeous belt".

In melee combat, if the "software" factors such as the martial arts level of both parties, fighting experience and on-the-spot response are not considered, the strength attribute and the agility attribute are the two indicators that best reflect the hard power.

Through this round of head-to-head offense and defense, Joan estimated that Slude's strength attribute is slightly higher than his own, around 18 points, and his agility attribute is slightly lower than his own, which should be around 16 points. After a comprehensive calculation, the physical fitness of the two almost.

Of course, Joan's real strength and agility attributes are far inferior to Slude's, and they are all brought up by magic tools.

However, in actual combat, there is no difference between the physical attributes that rely on foreign objects to improve, and the orthopedic fighters like Slude who have spent years of hard work and trained bit by bit.

Besides, apart from this belt and the rune sword in his hand, Joan didn't use any other magic or supernatural abilities, otherwise it would be too easy to defeat Slude, and he would not receive the effect of training martial skills at all.

Slude also realized at this time that he could not overwhelm Joan with strength alone, and incorporated more skills into the next offensive. A long spear transformed into infinite lights and shadows that were difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, sweeping past like a violent storm.

Joan was dazzled by this wild offensive, and was in a hurry to fight.

After barely holding on for two minutes, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to back up again and again to make more space to dodge the erratic spearhead.

Slude suddenly took a big step forward, and then twisted his waist. The long spear that was thrust out just now was like a lever. With the girl's flexible and explosive waist as the fulcrum, accompanied by the thrilling roar of the wind, it shot towards Joan. Sweep past.

This attack was too fast, Qiao An had just avoided the thrust of the spear tip, and the spear swept over in the next moment, and he couldn't block it in a hurry, so he could only turn around and tense his back muscles, and gritted his teeth to bear the blow.

boom!

The steel gun hit his back, and the force of the impact was not as heavy as Joan expected. He staggered forward and stood firm. There was a faint burning pain in his back, but it was not serious. There were at most a little bruises. Not to the point of hurting muscles and bones.

Qiao An knew in his heart that it was not because of his strong body, but because of Slude's mercy, otherwise he would have been lying on the ground and unable to get up.

He looked back at Slude, only to see the girl put away her gun and stood upright, with a smile on her lips, and she didn't intend to continue chasing.

Slude took out a handkerchief, came over to help him wipe the sweat off his face, and gently touched his back with concern in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter to me, it doesn't hurt anymore." Joan shook his head and replied.

Slude smiled in relief, and used the handkerchief that had just wiped his sweat off, and wiped it twice on his sweaty forehead.

"Joan, your swordsmanship skills, as well as your experience and reactions in actual combat, are much better than I expected. It seems that you are not only an arcane genius, but also have a good talent in martial arts."

Joan was praised face-to-face by her, both happy and a little embarrassed, his cheeks couldn't help but feel slightly hot, he lowered his head and pondered how to respond to Slude's praise, trying to think of a few words of flattery that were not so explicit, so as to "commercially brag" with Slude "A wave.

While he was pondering his words, there was sudden applause behind him.

Joan raised his head and looked at Slude with surprise on his face, and then turned around to look at the place where the applause came from.

Lord Custis stood not far away with a smile, Heimdall supported his frail master, and held the ebony cane in his left hand so that he could free his hand to applaud the young man.

Joan hurried forward to salute.

"My lord, Mr. Heimdall, why are you here?"

"Wake up for a walk in the morning, and I heard the sound of fighting by accident. I thought someone was having a private fight, so I hurried over to try to persuade it. It turned out that it was you two little fellows competing in martial arts, which made me a false alarm."

Lord Custis said half-jokingly.

Slude made an embarrassing grimace, and explained to Lord Custis: "Joan needs a swordsmanship partner. I am not good at swordsmanship, so I used a spear to accompany him to fight. Unexpectedly, I disturbed the Lord. I am really sorry. .”

Lord Custis shook his head and smiled: "You don't blame me for running to spoil the scenery. When it comes to swordsmanship, I was considered a master when I was young. Although my health is failing now and my martial arts have long been abandoned, I still have a little vision."

"Let's not talk about Slude. Your grandfather Elder Zigmun has already passed on his spear skills. What really surprised me is Joan, whose sword skills are quite good."

"When it comes to arcane spellcasters, people often think that such people are nerds who are not good at wielding swords. In fact, this is a prejudice."

"There are many types of arcane spellcasters, such as 'bard' and 'swordsinger'. The level of swordsmanship is not necessarily inferior to the level of arcane spellcasting. Even professional arcane spellcasters such as warlocks and mages also focus on melee combat. Genre, it is not surprising that he is good at swordsmanship.”

"But as far as I know, Joan doesn't belong to the special schools I mentioned just now. He just uses his limited spare time to practice swordsmanship. There is no obvious inheritance in the style of swordsmanship. It is rare to have such a level. gone."

Joan was quite embarrassed by Lord Custis's appreciation, and quickly humbled himself, admitting that he had learned some simple martial arts from his grandfather since he was a child, which was considered to have laid a good foundation.

During her study at Leiden College two years ago, Joan began to learn fencing systematically under the influence of her classmate Edward Gates.

After coming to Midgard University, due to the busy studies, I abandoned my swordsmanship practice. I didn’t pick up this skill until last summer. I was lucky to get guidance from many masters, but I mainly relied on my own exploration, so I can’t talk about any genre. .

"I learn swordsmanship, on the one hand, to exercise my body, and another purpose, which is to cooperate with certain special magic and supernatural abilities." Joan smiled a little embarrassedly, and then said to Sir Custis: " Your lord mentioned just now that some spellcasters prefer to cast melee spells, and I probably belong to the type you mentioned."