Chapter 534 Black Hawk

Gordon looked at the other party deeply and did not respond immediately.

Blackhawk?

This is obviously not a real name, but some kind of title or code name.

Just like "Ryuya's Hilda", some people will also call her "Ryuya" directly.

The middle-aged hunter who called himself Black Hawk was silent for a moment, and then took the initiative to put his weapon in front of Gordon, "You have been staring at this just now, right? This is a dragon-piercing stick made of tail crystal scorpion material, Major Wave The work of Ertan craftsmen.”

Gordon knew that the other party was trying to reassure him.

The two of them were strangers. Even if the other party was a guild knight, it was a bit strange to suddenly ask to take a closer look at his weapons.

However, the other party seemed to be an acquaintance of Master, and he showed enough sincerity.

After thinking for a moment, Gordon took off the jet sword from his back and handed it to the other party, "Dragon heat mechanism [Steel Wing] trial model, the name is a bit long, I am used to calling it the jet sword."

"Haha, that guy really did what he said as a joke at that time."

Black Eagle opened the hood of the armor, revealing a face full of wind and frost.

He gently stroked the pattern on the end of the sword, "Type 11? It has been modified so many times before it was made into a finished product. It seems that the guy really put all his energy into invention and creation after he retired."

Gordon was surprised.

It turns out that there is such a message hidden in that pattern?

Black Hawk looked at the Jet Sword carefully from beginning to end and kept mumbling to himself, "Arrange the center of gravity like this? Is the engine arranged in two parts? It's really clever."

As he spoke, he put his nose to the jet port on the back of the sword's head and sniffed, "The smell of fire dragon marrow. It's a bit wasteful to use this as consumable fuel."

Ah, I almost forgot, it’s still a trial version, no wonder. "

Gordon was a little distracted from looking at the dragon-piercing stick in front of him.

The chief engineer and master craftsman asked him to try out the jet sword and make some suggestions for modifications.

But to be honest, after practicing and using it these days, he only feels that this big sword is amazingly powerful. Although it is difficult to adapt to it, it is easy to use after getting familiar with it. He really can't offer any constructive suggestions.

Maybe this Black Hawk senior can come up with something?

Gordon did not ask immediately and continued to "eavesdrop" quietly.

As if he was very familiar with the master's design style, Black Hawk found the safety mechanism in a corner at the end of the sword hilt.

After turning on the safety, he stood up, walked to the open space in the center of the camp, swung the sword a few times in the air, and pulled the ignition trigger. Amidst the roar of "boom-boom-", he swung the sword again. Several swords.

"The center of gravity in the push state is perfectly adjusted, but it is only limited to vertical cuts. Horizontal cuts and pick cuts are a bit strange. Increase the number of triggers? Or set a progressive valve for the triggers?

No, that will increase the user's workload and cause unnecessary risks of errors. "

Black Eagle put down his sword and fell into deep thought.

Gordon looked at Pork Chop and didn't dare to disturb him.

After a few minutes passed, Black Eagle suddenly turned his head and said: "The pipe structure on the surface of the sword body is best modified to be embedded to avoid damage and malfunction during blocking and defense or other collision scenarios.

The key is the engine itself, which is too stiff in jet mode with only first gear.

A gyroscope can be added to the sword body and then adjusted repeatedly, so that the jet nozzle can automatically output a weak force under different movement postures of the sword, controlling inertia and adjusting the center of gravity.

"

"Ah, wait! Senior Black Hawk, let me write it down!" Gordon recorded it hurriedly.

The title of "Senior" awakened Black Eagle from his thoughts.

His body stiffened for a moment, and he inserted the jet sword into the ground in silence, and then roughly grabbed the dragon-piercing stick from Gordon's hand.

The hood he put on cast a shadow, covering his face, and his voice became gloomy and cold again, "Let's go, there is not so much time to waste, let's make a quick decision."

The battle to hunt and kill the dragon ended unexpectedly quickly.

The guild knight who calls himself Black Hawk shows amazing fighting skills.

The dragon-piercing stick, which was much heavier than a pair of swords, was incredibly light in his hands.

This weapon also seems to have a deformation mechanism. Although it is not as obvious as the shield axe, the attack method is slightly different in the long and short states. Sometimes it will ejectively extend, bursting out with amazing power, and can even be used for Displacement.

There were two other things that surprised Gordon the most.

The first is the astonishing ability to stay in the air. The senior waved the dragon-piercing stick into an afterimage, leaping in the air with his hands and feet together, as if he was stuck to Zhanlong's face, and his continuous attacks suppressed the latter to death.

That kind of posture like a bird of prey flying in the air and swooping down, maybe that's where the name "Black Hawk" comes from?

The second is that this weapon seems to have some kind of "detonation" ability. Through repeated attacks, the fighting spirit is driven into the monster's body, and then the fighting spirit is detonated in one breath, which is astonishingly powerful.

Without a tacit understanding of cooperation, and not even understanding the opponent's attack moves, Gordon and Pig Chop did not "add chaos" to the front.

Instead, run and attack the legs.

As a result, it seemed that one person and one cat had not been fighting for long, and Zhanlong fell down amidst a burst of miserable howls.

Did the whole battle last half an hour?

This senior Black Hawk is also a seven-star hunter at base, right? Is there a chance he will be eight-star?

Nine stars are unlikely.

Unless it's a "has-been" character like the mysterious dragon-human proprietress of Ryūliyuan who has retired for many years.

The current nine-star hunters should be very famous among the upper-level hunter groups.

Senior Black Eagle is obviously a human being. Judging from his age, he is over fifty years old? If it was true that the Nine-Star Hunter was respected as the "Master" by the world, he should not have never heard of it at all.

"I'm too embarrassed to strip the material." Gordon muttered, put away the jet sword, and walked towards Black Hawk with the pork chop.

"Senior Black Hawk, you give priority to stripping it." Gordon said with a smile: "We have no need for dragon-slaying materials, and we can't help much."

Black Eagle stood silently and did not respond.

The presence of the hood prevented Gordon from seeing his expression clearly, which made him feel a little strange.

"Senior Black Hawk? Are you okay?" Gordon continued to approach.

Suddenly, Gordon caught a sense of crisis that made his scalp numb. The combat intuition he had cultivated in countless life-and-death encounters with monsters made him pull out his sword as a reflex and block it in front of him.

"Bang!"

A huge force came along the sword. Gordon barely managed to steady his center of gravity, but was still knocked back two steps by this force.

"Meow meow meow?!" Pig Chop exclaimed.

Throwing away the sword, Gordon stared forward with a stunned look on his face.

Black Eagle did not hide his hostility and attack intentions at all. He turned the dragon-piercing stick in his hand, assumed an offensive posture, and rushed forward the next second.

Gordon immediately raised his sword to fight.

At this time, it is meaningless to waste energy on questioning the purpose of the opponent's behavior. Judging from the strength of the attack just now, Black Hawk did not hold back.

If that stick hits a vital part, it can kill someone.

"Qiang!"

The big sword and the dragon-piercing stick are put together. In terms of attack power, there is no doubt that the heavy big sword is superior.

But there are two left and right sticks.

Black Hawk used a force-relieving method to deflect Gordon's slash, and then swung another dragon-piercing stick toward Gordon's face like a poisonous snake.

Relying on his strong core strength, Gordon exerted force, withdrew the sword, and knocked the dragon-piercing stick away with the back of the sword.

The Blackhawks' first wave of offense was defused by Gordon, but this was only the first wave.

As he continued to swing, the two dragon-piercing sticks rotated faster and faster, mixed with sharp kicks. The weapons were heavy, making it difficult for Gordon to fight closely. Gordon gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Meow!"

Pork Chop, which turned into a beast, charged diagonally, and its claw blades slammed into Black Eagle, who was constantly attacking.

Black Eagle also seemed to know that the power of Elu's attack in this state should not be underestimated, so he allocated some energy to deal with it.

He turned back with his stick, deflected the claw blade of the pork chop, and then struck the whip leg, sending the pork chop flying away.

Gordon seized on this hard-won flaw, suddenly opened the sword, used the shoulder armor full of sharp teeth as an angle of attack, and pushed forward with all his strength.

Damn it!

Black Eagle immediately retracted his hands and crossed the two dragon-piercing sticks in front of him.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Black Hawk, who was more than a circle smaller than Gordon, was pushed back by the former and slid back several meters.

Black Eagle, who stabilized his body, twisted his neck and let out a low laugh of unknown meaning.

"hehe."

Gordon's face was solemn. He held the sword in front of him with his left hand, and with his right hand he pulled out a stripping knife that could be used as a dagger from behind his waist.

Be ready for the next round of offensive at any time.

At this moment, two black double-edged blades that resembled darts flew out from between the shadows of the dark forest.

Drawing a sharp arc, he attacked the "guild knight" holding the dragon-piercing stick.