"Bang!" Under the duel between heavy swords and wooden staffs, Matt took three steps back. He almost lost his balance and his back hit the corner of the table!
"Ugh!!" The bearded Mark suddenly felt as if his heart had been hit by a heavy hammer. He was so embarrassed that he almost vomited blood on the spot!
"This boy is so strong!" Mark, as a swordsman, is also considered a discerning person. He saw that although Guan Heng's appearance was not amazing, he did not have any special clothes, and he only wore a simple leather armor, but The attack was fierce and the physical strength was extraordinary. Seeing this scene, Mark took a breath of air: "This kid is not an ordinary character!"
"Bah! I almost capsized in the creek!" Mark flipped his wrist and held the epee in front of him. He thought to himself: "It seems that this person is not easy to deal with, so I will also use the method of pressing the bottom of the box. !”
"Whoa!" A layer of incandescent light suddenly appeared on the heavy sword, and the sword suddenly became much more dazzling!
"Huh? This is the fighting spirit of a swordsman?!" Guan Heng had never seen such a thing before, so he couldn't help but be a little more cautious, and even the hand holding the wooden staff tightened!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The bearded swordsman Mark grasped the long handle of the heavy sword with both hands and shouted in a low voice: "Boy! Come and accept your life!"
"Swish!" Crossing each other, the two swords were like a violent wind, slashing fiercely at Guan Heng!
"Ah!" Guan Heng, facing the opponent's strong attack, also shouted: "Well done!" He immediately shook his hand and hit the wooden staff, not avoiding the sharp edge at all, he just glared and gritted his teeth, and went straight towards him!
"Bang - Huh -" Guan Heng suddenly collided with the opponent's sword that was filled with fighting spirit. Unexpectedly, the force was several times stronger than the first blow. Unexpectedly, Guan Heng's body retreated and fell. Your head is about to "meet" with the wall behind you!
"Melty!" Guan Hengqing shouted anxiously.
"Miscellaneous!" Three thorns intertwined and quickly blocked behind Guan Heng!
"Bang!!!" The net woven by thorns was able to stop Guan Heng from flying upside down.
"It was so dangerous, your head was almost smashed!" Although Melty said this, she still had a smile on her face.
"Uh!" Guan Heng shook his head, flicked the wooden stick in his palm to the ground, and then stood upright: "I didn't expect that this bearded fighting spirit also has two brushes, it doesn't look like he can only eat and drink. Wine sack and rice sack!”
"Guan Heng, you have to be more careful, what do you think? Do you want my help?" Melty said, grabbing the dagger at her waist, and wanted to come over to help.
"No need!" Guan Hengheng waved her hand: "This bearded idiot drinks too much on weekdays. You see, he just used a fighting spirit, but he didn't pursue the victory. He was still gasping for air!"
"If I need your help to deal with such a small character, then I am the one who loses face!" Guan Heng smiled slightly, and the wooden staff in his palm flew around in circles: "Look at me, I will solve the battle within a minute!"
"Asshole! How dare you look down on me!" The bearded Mark is indeed only a third-rate swordsman, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to a rural town to work as a bodyguard for a guy like Xincha, who only has a few rich and uneducated guys. .
But when Mark saw Guan Heng despising him, he was so angry that he said, "I'll kill you now!"
"I'm afraid you won't have that chance!" The wooden stick in Guan Heng's hand quickly turned half a circle and suddenly swept the table beside him. There happened to be a tall pile of dinner plates on it: "Swish, swish, swish -" one after another, in an endless stream. Absolutely, the dinner plates kept flying towards the bearded man’s face!
"Crack, click, click!" The bearded Mark waved his heavy sword, blocking and knocking down the flying plates. However, the heavy sword became heavier and heavier in his hand for two reasons: the horse But just now he used a big move called "Fighting Qi Jian Gang". This move was extremely powerful, but it consumed a lot of energy. It consumed 90% of his own fighting energy in one go!
In addition, Mark is a boy who usually indulges in drinking and drinking, almost soaking in the wine vat, and his body has long been weak and decayed. However, his weapon is still a five-foot-long epee. Now, he is so tired that he can hardly hold it. !
"Pah, pah!" Finally, there was a gap in Baimi, and the two dinner plates were shattered without mercy, completely destroying Mark's face. The pain immediately made him scream: "Uhhhhhhh-"
"Watch the move!" Guan Heng suddenly roared, ready to pounce!
"You little bastard, look at me slashing you with my sword!" Although his eyelids were scratched by the smashed dinner plate and he couldn't see clearly in front of him, the bearded Mark vaguely felt that a black shadow suddenly rushed towards him. He didn't stop doing anything, raised the heavy sword over his head with all his strength, and struck with a big wind blow!
"Crack--" The black shadow in front of him was suddenly split into two by the heavy sword! At this moment, Mark secretly screamed something bad: "Oh no! What was hit was not a person, it seemed to be a chair..."
"Hahaha - this is the legendary hat trick!"
At this time, Guan Heng had already strangely dodged behind Mark, "Hoo! Bang!" With a stick wrapped in strong wind, he hit Mark on the back of the head impartially! "Pfft!" The red and white contents in his head immediately splattered in all directions. Mark tilted his body and fell to the ground with a thud!
"Woo..." A black mist accidentally emerged from Mark's remains, which was his ghost!
Mark was a swordsman who learned how to use fighting energy during his lifetime. His mental strength and physical strength were much stronger than ordinary people, so the formation of his ghost is definitely not a problem!
"Swallow the ghost beast! Suck--" Guan Heng suddenly showed his right hand, and the beast-faced tattoo suddenly opened his mouth, sucking Mark's ghost into the strange space in his mouth!
"Ghost assimilation technique, activate!" Guan Heng said quickly in his mind: "Search all the memories of this swordsman!"
"Whoosh whoosh-" Mark's memories were like a fleeting moment, all of which poured into Guan Heng's mind!
"Huh? Knowledge about mainland weapons schools? Learning and application of primary fighting spirit?" Guan Heng read these memories, his eyes lit up involuntarily, and he was overjoyed: "Great! This is exactly what I need!"
"The effective time of the ghost assimilation technique depends on whether the soul is strong, ranging from seven to ten minutes!" Guan Heng thought to himself: "I estimate that I can use Mark's primary fighting spirit once or twice within seven minutes. This kind of fighting spirit is nothing more than borrowing the vitality and spirit of human beings and converting it into a huge attack effect!"
"I have all these things, using primary fighting spirit will not be a problem!" Guan Heng thought as he picked up the epee that Mark had thrown aside. He said to Melty: "Let's go, within ten minutes, quickly solve the remaining problems." The magician, I want to bring him some surprises!"
According to Mark's ghost's memory, Guan Heng easily led Melty to find the secret door in the secret basement where the treasure was hidden in the mansion. Mark's memory said that magicians would consciously fall into meditation at this time every day. This was a way of self-training the spirit and improving the power of spells.
——[Fifth update on 12.20, good evening everyone, Lao Sha continues to pray for some tips (⊙o⊙)]——
