Chapter 252 251. The real Nanman
“You didn’t say just now that there is such a person in Xianfeng Temple, Heili.”
Lan En’s brows wrinkled slightly, his eyes tightened Staring at the huge figure walking slowly and unhurriedly.
The former leader of the Luanbo crowd, the black iron hat was lifted up, revealing his open mouth.
“No, no. I have never seen him!”
He was a man about 2.23 meters tall. This kind of stature would not be shocking in Japan, which has extraordinary power. But his outfit.
The full-metal armor is not Japanese-style, but similar to the attire of a seventeenth-century European knight.
A full-face helmet, large link plate armor, knee armor, greaves, iron boots, iron gloves, and a European-style giant sword with a width of one and a half palms and a length of nearly 1.8 meters!
Lan En almost thought that this was when he passed through the rift between the heavenly spheres, and there was a knight following him.
It is completely different from Japan, which has compromised on protection due to the lack of iron in the environment.
"You guys, get out of here. Leave the knife."
But before Lan En could ask him if he knew who Foltest was, the heavily armed knight across from him came out with a stiff and stumbling sword. Several words popped out in Japanese.
"For the promise of Senbon Sword, I hope the blessing of change comes to Robert."
It's like praying, praying.
But a Western knight speaks a Western prayer pattern, but the object of his prayer is "change like" in an Eastern context. It feels so strange.
Lan En's left hand was already on the handle of the knife at his waist.
This person is not from his side, but a serious Nanman according to the Japanese saying!
I actually met a Nanman!
A sense of dissonance between Li Gui and Li Kui filled Lan En's heart.
"You're not the type I can't handle at all. I'll leave it to you, samurai from a foreign country. I'll go ahead and clean up the ninjas for you first."
At first, Kurokasa no Tanuki was surprised that there was a menacing Nanman in the temple.
But then I thought, with the current mental state of the monks, it is not impossible to find a 'watchdog' to close the temple.
As for Lan En's combat effectiveness, Kurokasa no Tanuki doesn't think the opponent might cause him any trouble.
Lan En nodded slightly without moving his eyes. After receiving the approved instructions, Kurokasa no Raccoon used the [Light Body Technique] to take a few steps, flew up to a nearby branch seven or eight meters high, and wandered into the temple.
"I will not leave and I will not put down my knife. I am here to kill. But you"
Lan En took out the clear blade from his waist and hung it by his side with a puzzled look on his face.
“What is your situation?”
Come all the way from Europe to work as a janitor in a temple? Are mercenaries so profitable?
The Witcher's experience of 'reasoning' with Madame Butterfly and Owl in this world has taught him that when talking to someone whose position is temporarily unclear and whose enemy or friend is unclear, you'd better defeat him. Talk to him again.
So even though Lan En didn't think that the mess in Xianfeng Temple had anything to do with this European knight, he still drew his sword and was ready to attack.
It turns out that Lan En is very wise.
The moment he finished speaking, the knight opposite let out an angry war cry.
Then he directly held the extraordinary giant sword and smashed it towards Lan En!
“Bang!”
Sparks flew between the steel, and the air waves squeezed out by the force formed a circle.
The sound was completely different from the crisp sound made by samurai swords. It was almost the level of a hammer hitting! Lan En's eyes widened slightly, and his body posture was not affected at all, but a huge force pushed him back half a meter!
His current weight plus armor is basically close to 250 kilograms, and his feet are not slippery mud, but dry wooden boards with good friction!
He was pushed half a meter flat!
"The power is very fierce. He doesn't have anything like magic accessories on him. Does that mean it's all his own power?"
"Is this the real southern barbarian swordsmanship in this world?"
The other party's power is basically the same as the current one, or even slightly exceeds it.
But unlike the sophisticated biological surgery coordinated by gene seeds, the opponent seems to have had to increase his size for this power. In other words, in terms of body density and power, the other party cannot.
But this is shocking enough. In Arya's world, only the two talented Clegane brothers can compete with Lan, who has not yet transplanted the [Second Heart].
Even if the man in front of him wears armor, his figure is not as bloated as Gregor Clegane, who is 2.45 meters tall and muscular.
Is the Nanman swordsmanship in this world a long-term, minimally invasive biological training and transformation technique?
Mentos' real-time analysis went online, and in the upper right corner of Lan En's retina, a crude human model of the opponent began to be displayed in three dimensions.
Mentos specially marked the positions of several bones in red.
"Sir, your guess is correct. Some bones in his body have abnormal angles, and there are some extra bone grooves."
The changes to the body don't seem to be big, But the effect is outstanding.
In Lan En's home world, human skeleton fossils were discovered that had been eliminated by nature tens of thousands of years ago.
The difference in leg bone structure between them and modern humans is only a bone groove behind the calf bone.
But it is this subtle change that laymen cannot even detect, which allows their race to basically reach the level of sprinting Olympics when they reach adulthood.
Outstanding individuals among human races can even crush existing world records.
This is simply because of a bone groove in the lower leg bone.
The opponent's attack was very fast and violent. There was no rigorous and cautious move like the Eastern swordsmanship. Instead, it was like a ferocious beast, smashing the super-sized sword in his hand like a hammer hitting a mole!
If the wooden bridge under his feet was not made of solid materials, hard and tough, Lan En would have to find a way to move the battlefield now.
But even so, the big sword left ferocious sword marks on the wooden bridge and scattered a lot of wood chips.
The sword in the demon hunter's hand is like a toothpick in front of the sword. Every time it hits, the sword can't help but fall back. This is due to the disadvantages of the weapon's shape and weight.
The giant sword can exert force more smoothly, and its power when pressed down is stronger.
But every time he leaned back a little while striking the sword, the giant sword on the opposite side that should have the advantage would be bounced high into the air.
The strength performance is the same, but the technology is crushing!
Under the opponent's hammer-like offensive, Lan En calmly looked at the opponent through the gap of sword light.
"The knife in your hand can't hurt my armor at all! Give up! Put down the knife!"
The other side doesn't seem to want to hurt anyone, but just keeps emphasizing on abandoning the knife and urging them to return. .
What was beyond his imagination was that Lan En was not discouraged after slashing his armor with a machete and confirming that he could not break through the defense.
Instead he tilted his head.
It seems that he has figured out the bottom of the battle, so he feels bored and has an absolute chance of winning.
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(End of this chapter)