Scene 37 Freya’s Sword Skills

readx(); Freya understands that she does not have that kind of talent for cooking. From the beginning in Butchi, she has used her unwillingness to admit defeat to make up for this gap. She has worked much more than others, little by little. Recover the differences between people.

But things are not as simple as imagined.

As time goes by, Freya gradually discovers that the gap between people sometimes does not seem to be bridged by hard work.

It was like there were too many capable people in this academy, and she was simply insignificant among such a crowd. Like a little firefly under the light of the bright moon, the little bit of pride that was left in Butchi disappeared completely.

In front of her was a knight student from a senior grade, with a middle-level silver strength, leading Brasen to the same level: In fact, if this game hadn't limited the highest strength to the peak of black iron, the two sides would have fought just based on their understanding of swordsmanship." Freya had already fallen to the ground, but that was it. At this moment, she felt that her hands holding the sword were trembling.

But the frowning senior student was also cautiously circling her. "The tenacious fighting style Freya showed earlier also made him suffer a lot. The annual championship competition of Wangli Cavalry Academy has been since its establishment. There was a rule that made everyone complain at the beginning - no one had time to rest between games, and everyone had to pay the price for the excessive energy wasted in the previous battle.

It is said that the founder of the academy set such rules to let the students understand that no enemy will give you reasonable rules on the battlefield. "You must learn to preserve your physical strength. Only in this way can you survive on the battlefield." longer.

The original intention of the establishment of the Wangli Cavalry Academy was to export the best military talents to this ancient kingdom. In peaceful times, all the students who came out of here were trained as mid-level and senior non-commissioned officers. Even those who graduate with honors may be selected to join the Royal Knights as soon as they walk out of the academy.

Therefore, there are many people who can reach the sky in one step.

Just like this annual championship competition, this knight competition is conducted in a points system. Students from different grades can gain corresponding points by fighting with each other and implement a cruel single-elimination elimination system. Only the person standing at the end Only in this way can one obtain the title of "Champion Knight", which represents the highest honor of the academy.

After the champion knight is determined, the best knight in each grade will be selected based on points.

Basically, these people can already bear the mark of honor.

I have to say that although this system is not very fair, it can more truly reflect the life-and-death struggle on the battlefield. Just like the famous saying of the original founder of the academy: Luck is not only your strength, but also one of your biggest supports. This sentence is the most appropriate to describe Anlea at this moment. As a black iron mid-level player, For her, of course, this rate of progress is extremely rare among ordinary people." It can be said to be the greatest recognition of the sweat she has put in these days. But here, it is not enough: Freya feels that she is simply not good enough. There is no extra strength to react to the other party's actions.

She could only barely keep up with the other person's movements in circles, and then pray that luck would favor her, or that a miracle would be more appropriate at this moment.

Her opponent seemed to have noticed this as well." After carefully confirming that the opponent was not deliberately deceiving, the senior student decisively launched an attack.

The sword came from behind on the right side, which was the hardest to defend against.

Freya didn't think too much at all, or she didn't have the energy to think too much. She raised her sword, which was almost a subconscious action." But as if she was blessed, in the next moment she let the opponent's blade pass through the hilt of the long sword in her hand.

There was a sharp tingling sensation in her hand." However, the other party was also slightly startled. Without even thinking about it, Freya twisted her backhand and put the opponent's sword blade on the cage handle and pulled it back. When the opponent was in a daze, she pressed close to her body. Go up and put your elbow on the guy's chest.

The student flew out directly, but when he got up again, the blade in Freya's hand was already pressed against his neck.

"What kind of swordsmanship is that?", the first thing the student said when he got up was to ask. "He saw bright red blood drops dripping down from the girl's hand, which was a bit dazzling.

"..." Freya didn't answer.

In fact, she was a little confused at this moment. The last move just now was clearly a sword move that Brando had used. She remembered that Brando had used it. She didn't think it was very subtle when she saw Brando use it, but now In retrospect, those tricks were really practical.

But she thought that if Brando used it, her hand would not be injured.

"I surrender..." The senior student sitting on the ground was stunned for a moment before finally raising his hand. Then Freya saw the black-haired female knight with hanging shoulders who was the referee outside the venue come in. The latter separated the two with a cold face as always, and then turned back to look at her.

"I heard that you have been on the battlefield..." Nimesis asked in a cold tone.

However, Freya noticed a trace of deep suspicion in the other person's eyes. She rarely saw unnecessary emotions in those dark eyes, as if the female knight was wearing a cold mask all the time. But the mask was a little loose at this moment.

The girl was a little strange, but she nodded. In the Wangli Cavalry Academy, there is no one who dares to confront this senior senior student.

"Is it with Madara's undead?"

"yes……"

Can "the swordsmanship you used just now" be used again? ", Freya concentrated for a moment, she felt like she was about to faint.

But Nymesis also saw her embarrassment and no longer insisted. Instead, she said: "The sword just now had the shadow of Eruin's military swordsmanship." It is not the same as the knight swordsmanship taught in the academy. I have heard that You were a militiaman..."

Freya nodded again.

"But neither the militia's swordsmanship nor the guard's swordsmanship is this straight-forward killing swordsmanship. It is more like the real Eruin battle formation swordsmanship..." The black-haired female knight frowned deeply. He looked at her and said: "Are you from Butchi? Do you know anyone in the White Mane Legion?" Freya was suffocated. She didn't know why this senior who usually took care of her was here one after another today. Force yourself to ask these strange questions.

Of course she shook her head.

But today Freya is no longer the country girl from Butcher who knew nothing." She has gained a lot of knowledge during the few months of study. She recalled the sword before and Brando's use of it. Many of the swordsmanship "seem to have one thing in common, to put it in simpler terms, simplicity.

An extremely concise swordsmanship, as if no extra tricks are needed, as if it is purely a swordsmanship used to achieve victory. Freya could imagine the effect this kind of swordsmanship would have on the battlefield. No wonder Senior Nymesis called it a murderous swordsmanship.

She recalled that when Brando went into battle, every shot he took was indeed clean and "astonishingly fast."

But when she came back to her senses, she saw a pair of dark eyes of Nimesis staring at her. She was startled. She had never seen this senior sister like this before, but after a while, the other party just said to her: "Actually, that is not pure Eruin battle formation swordsmanship..."

Freya was stunned, her heart skipped a beat and she asked, "What do you mean?"

"Are you hiding something, Freya..."

The girl quickly shook her head, and the ponytail behind her head swayed accordingly.

"Okay, that's an improved Eruin battle sword..." Nimesis straightened up, with a strange look on her face: "I've seen this kind of swordsmanship..."

Freya watched Nymesis turn around after saying this and walked towards another venue. But a trace of paleness gradually appeared on her face, and she suddenly thought of the possibility that this woman Mou knew Brando.

"Who is that?", the half-elf princess turned around, "Who?", "The student who won before", Magdal looked at the crowded competition field below: "I saw Sister Nimesis saying to her After talking for a while, it seemed that it was a girl. Griffin followed her gaze and looked over, and then he suddenly understood.

"That's Everton's daughter." The silver-haired girl immediately sighed: "Unfortunately, it seems that she did not inherit her father's talent. Although she is already very good, she is not the best among this batch of students. Excellent, but far behind her father..."

"Griffin, that's because the quality of this batch of students is so good." Although the nun princess is not good at swordsmanship, her wisdom and knowledge are enough to make up for this gap: "That young man named Brayson, There are two other people, I have heard you mention them more than once..."

The silver-haired girl smiled: "Yes, Mrs. Martha still protects Eruin." She then said: "I am going to select the best few from the upper and lower grades to go to Ampere with you. Hey, Tini; among the students in this period, Mr. Afverwell and I both think it is necessary to focus on training them and let them leave here for training. This is my idea.", "So you have taken a fancy to that Brayson , Griffin?" Magdale turned around and asked: "He is indeed a very calm young man. There are very few young people like him among the nobility..."

"Not necessarily, Di..." The silver-haired girl's eyes flashed: "I knew there was another one." He let me know that the blood of Eruin's ancestors and nobles has not been drained yet, so there is still hope for this ancient kingdom... "

"It's rare to hear you praise someone like this, Griffin..."

The half-elf ram rarely answered her friend's words. What she was thinking of was the young man mentioned by Alfwell. She had already confirmed that the young man did not come here with Freya - he was really a mysterious guy.

She didn't know where the other person was or what he was doing, but she had a vague hunch in her heart: "The young man may not be willing to be lonely, and he will soon appear in everyone's sight again."

As for what kind of posture?

The silver-haired girl smiled slightly in her heart and threw away this weird idea.