Chapter 160 Swordsmanship is full
"Oh Taiyang! He actually split the bullets with his sword?!"
Someone among the onlookers exclaimed.
"Damn! How is that possible?!"
Ford backed away angrily, and hurriedly took out the ammunition and stuffed it into the musket magazine.
Wood rushed forward with a lunge, raised his sword, and slashed it down.
Clang! !
There was a harsh metallic clang.
Wood looked stunned.
He felt his hands go numb, and when he lowered his head, he saw an ordinary dagger that had appeared at some point, holding his long sword.
"Okay, let's stop here."
came a calm voice.
"Mr. Charles, you..."
Wood looked at the person in shock, it was Charles, the owner of the club.
Although he knew in his heart that Mr. Charles was a master of swordsmanship, he did not expect that the other party could come to him without a trace, and then use only one hand to stop the angry sword that he had struck with both hands.
"Asshole!"
Ford finally loaded the ammunition, raised his musket with a ferocious face, pointed it at Wood, and was about to pull the trigger.
That sword blow just now really scared him.
He thought he was going to be killed with a sword!
It must be returned!
Cang——!
A flash of sword light flashed, and Ford was shocked to see that the musket in his hand broke into two pieces, and his index finger disappeared as well.
"Ah! Ahh!!"
Pain hit, Ford clutched his severed finger and fell to his knees.
Blood sprayed all over the ground, his face flushed and he howled loudly.
Snap!
Byers swung his hand casually, and the dagger blade slapped his face, making a muffled sound.
Ford fell down and passed out.
"Find someone to notify him and throw him out."
Byers ordered softly, and Wood nodded in agreement.
"And Marlowe, you can pack your things and leave."
The thin man was startled for a moment, then showed a look of regret. Before he could speak, Wood pushed him away.
The farce stopped, but the onlookers did not disperse.
"Hey, Mr. Charles is indeed a master of swordsmanship... Did you see it? He easily withstood Teacher Wood's slash, split the guy's musket, and knocked him unconscious. The speed was too fast, I didn’t even see it clearly!”
Sibert chattered beside Chen Lun, his eyes full of admiration.
Immediately, he spoke again in a tentative tone:
"Just now, Mr. Jack... did you block the bullet with your cane?"
Chen Lun showed a hint of surprise and shook his head with a smile.
"You are mistaken, Mr. Siebert."
"Really...?"
Siebert frowned, but in his heart he firmly believed that he was right.
This black-haired young man is definitely not simple!
"Mr. Charles! Since you are here, why not teach us some sword skills!"
One of the guests spoke.
Most of the club's guests know that the owner, Charles, is good at swordsmanship.
As someone spoke, more voices asking for advice appeared:
"Yes, Mr. Charles, I am your admirer! It's such a pity that you didn't take action at the last sword exchange meeting!"
"...Why don't you just teach me a few tricks! Mr. Charles!"
There were more and more echoes, and Byers gave them a calm look.
Then he thought of something and nodded slightly.
"Well, that's fine..."
The crowd started cheering.
Byers glanced around and finally focused on a tall young man in black dress.
"Why don't you let this gentleman serve as your guide and sparring partner?"
"Mr. Jack, I'll lend you the sword!"
Sibert on the side looked very happy and immediately handed over his long sword.
He also wanted to see if Mr. Jack was hiding something.
Chen Lun glanced at Byers, wondering what he wanted to do. But since it was the boss of the "Black Knight" who spoke in person, he still had to give him some face.
"Thank you, Mr. Siebert."
Chen Lun took the sword and responded with a polite smile.
Then, with everyone's envious eyes on him, he slowly walked forward with his long sword in hand.
Leaning the silver cane gently against the wall, Chen Lun turned to face Byers.
"Mr. Charles, what do you need me to do?"
he spoke.
Byers looked at him calmly, and then answered:
"It's very simple, you just need to attack me."
"Oh?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.
Although Byers is [Sequence 5], after all, he is using the body of an ordinary person. Why is he confident that he can withstand his own attack?
"Okay, Mr. Charles, be careful."
Chen Lun took off his black hat and hung it on his silver cane.
The others laughed softly at his words.
Let Mr. Charles be careful, as this young man can speak out...
Clang! !
A loud noise came and everyone was startled.
The voices of those who were whispering jokes suddenly stopped. Looking up, they suddenly looked stunned.
The scene on the field shocked the onlookers.
I saw the dark-haired young man who didn't look strong, holding a long sword with one hand and slashing at Mr. Charles. Mr. Charles raised his hand to parry with his short sword, and sparks burst out.
The force of this sword seemed to be surprisingly strong. Even Mr. Charles couldn't resist it completely. He took a few steps back and almost lost his balance.
"!!"
Everyone was shocked.
Immediately, the black-haired young man launched another fierce attack.
Clang! Clang, clang, clang, clang...! !
The sword light was swung as fast as lightning, and with the eyesight of people like them, they couldn't see it clearly.
But they could clearly see that Mr. Charles was at a disadvantage!
"It's unbelievable!"
Siebert was secretly speechless.
"Mr. Jack is indeed a low-key swordsman who hides his secrets!"
The swordsmanship teacher Wood, who had returned to the open-air training room, stood still when he saw this scene. His eyes were fixed on the figure in black dress and the sword light he waved.
"How is it possible...?!"
he murmured.
"Even Mr. Charles...!"
Byers made another extremely clever parry, deflecting Chen Lun's powerful and heavy slash.
He took a few steps back again to relieve his strength. When he lowered his head, he saw that the blade of the dagger was already pitted.
"I didn't expect that your physical fitness is so strong..."
Byers' tone was a bit surprised.
"It seems that I underestimated you, Mr. Jack."
He swung a sword flower and felt that his wrists, arms, shoulders and other parts had been damaged.
After all, it was just an ordinary person's body. Facing Chen Lun's many fierce attacks, even with superb force-relieving skills, it still inevitably suffered some impacts.
"But you can rest assured that you will not die easily under the curse of the 'same history'..."
Byers said.
His voice was so low that only Chen Lun, who was closest to him, could hear it.
"Same history...?"
Chen Lun continued to attack, and stabbed straight with the long sword in his hand. Byers chuckled, slashed the dagger horizontally, and knocked down the thrust. Then he used the hilt to twist the long sword's body, rotate it, and push it away.
"One day seven years ago, a musket duel took place in this club. Two men had a quarrel and finally chose to resolve the conflict with a duel... But in the end, neither of them was okay. Instead, a stray bullet killed a bystander. .”
Byers counterattacked. His sword was not fast, but it was quite tricky, and Chen Lun had to take it seriously.
"What you just encountered is a 'repeat' of 'history'... but the intensity of the curse is not high at the moment, so it is not a big threat to you."
Clang! Clang Clang...!
Chen Lun's sharp eyes saw through Byers's move, and he swung his sword to neutralize the attack.
‘No wonder...my divination was wrong. Is it because the weight of the [Poison of History] curse is too high...? It turns out that this is the threat of 'same history', and it is indeed difficult to prevent! ’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
"Your physical fitness is very strong, but your skills are too crude."
Byers said.
"Yes, you are right."
Chen Lun admitted this frankly.
Although he did not exert all his strength, his attribute points in all aspects had almost reached the threshold of a low-sequence transcendent.
Byers only used the body of an ordinary person to fight with him for more than ten moves. Before he lost, it was already clear how good his swordsmanship was.
In particular, every time the sword slashed or stabbed, Byers used a clever technique to transfer and remove most of the force. He can even incorporate some counterattacks into the process.
"Although I am not the original owner of the body, I still have my own understanding of swordsmanship...perhaps I can give you a little help."
Byers said, carrying the broken dagger and attacking again.
[Bairswolf will teach you the skill [Knight Swordsmanship (Passive)]! The current progress is 5%! 】
A prompt box popped up in Chen Lun's sight.
He raised an eyebrow.
‘Skill transfer? ! ’
This kind of thing is rare, but he didn't expect Byers to be willing to teach him skills.
What puzzled Chen Lun was that the goodwill between the two was far from reaching this level.
'However, this does not prevent me from learning the skills...'
Clang!
The sword in Byers' hand struck Chen Lun again. While pressing down on the sword, he took the opportunity to step forward, turned sideways, and hit him with his shoulder.
The whole movement was smooth and smooth. Chen Lun reacted in time and resisted, but the offensive rhythm was still interrupted by this shoulder collision.
This isn't over yet.
Byers then used techniques such as sword hilt tapping, side-stepping knee kicks, swinging swords and jumping back, and staggered pullbacks to demonstrate to Chen Lun one by one the dodges and counterattacks during sword fighting.
[Knight Swordsmanship (Passive) is currently at 30% progress! 】
[Knight Swordsmanship (Passive) is currently at 55% progress! 】
【……】
[Knight Swordsmanship (Passive) is currently at 100% progress! 】
[You have successfully mastered the skill [Knight Swordsmanship (Passive)] through Baierswolf's swordsmanship instruction! 】
[Knight Swordsmanship LV1 (Passive)]
Skill description: Baierswolf's combat skills learned through years of fighting, coupled with superb swordsmanship with sword weapons. It includes various techniques such as offensive swordsmanship, defensive swordsmanship, counterattack swordsmanship and combat steps.
As the Black Knight of Moonlight, one person can form an army with one sword, and his extremely powerful fighting skills can make enemies tremble in fear!
‘This passive skill is a bit strong... In this way, when I use the silver sword form of [Gift of the Stars], my regular combat capabilities will be greatly improved! ’
Chen Lun's eyes narrowed.
‘Add points to your skills and upgrade [Knight’s Swordsmanship] to the max! ’(End of this chapter)