So Ural and Ella began to confront each other in the crowd. Ella grabbed the crowbar and made a few "swipe" gestures. Needless to say, her posture was really impressive. What worries Ural even more is that he has never seen such a weapon. He looked left and right and thought it was just an ordinary crowbar, and Ella herself said it was a crowbar. But the weapon that a king deliberately lets his subordinates take before a duel is definitely not that simple. Either there is some mechanism in the crowbar, or Ella has a special set of martial arts for using crowbars. Either way, it would be dangerous for him.
And Ella was still provoking over there: "Why don't you attack? Is the knife in your hand not suitable for you? Do you want me to ask my subordinates to get you a larger knife?"
What Ural is holding now is a small dagger. This is not because he is good at using daggers, but because knives and swords are not suitable for a little thief to carry around. It would definitely be a good thing for him if he could really change it to a longer knife. But he wasn't sure what the Swedish king was planning, so he didn't dare to say anything for a while.
"Come here!" Ella shouted, "Put some weapons on the ground and let him choose!"
So several weapons were brought over and placed on the ground behind Ural.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The duel had already started when I jumped off the carriage. If you want to change weapons, be quick, otherwise I won't wait for you!"
Ural turned his body slightly, as if turning around to pick up the weapon behind him. But when everyone was unprepared, he suddenly raised his left hand upward and sprinkled a stream of powder on Ella!
The dueling circle was filled with dust, and Ella coughed, covering her eyes and squatting down in pain. Amy, who was watching, exclaimed, Ural smiled evilly, and rushed towards Ella with a knife. As long as he can control Ella here, he can leave Gotland smoothly.
"Whoa-!"
A scream came, but it was not from Ella, but from Ural. His face was red, and he was jumping on the ground holding one of his own feet, but before jumping twice, he let out an even more tragic scream:
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"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After two screams, he could no longer stand still and fell to the ground. It was okay if he didn't fall, but when he fell, his screams immediately became heartbreaking: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! King of Sweden! You plotted against me!"
The dust fell and Ural was seen lying on the ground covered in blood. His feet were pierced straight by two nails, and his back, chest, arms, and even his head were all covered with nails.
"Spreading sand and dust are common methods in street fights, so before fighting, you should pay attention to whether the enemy may be carrying these things and be prepared." Dast explained to Amy, "If the enemy really spreads If you hit the sand, all his attention will be on your eyes. At this time, you can secretly throw a handful of nails on the ground, and you will definitely succeed!"
Amy even wanted to kill Dust. But Ella still raised the crowbar triumphantly and accepted the cheers of the pirates:
"You want to deceive me with this little trick? Leave them to Paracelsus for treatment. Remember to ask Paracelsus to charge more for the medical expenses!"
"Your Majesty!" Amy tugged at Ella's clothes angrily, "What are you going to do if the other side doesn't scatter sand? Do you really think you can beat such a strong man?"
"Then when the opponent turns around to pick up the weapon, hit him with the crowbar on the back of the head? I have already reminded him that the duel has already started when I jumped off the carriage. If he picks up the weapon without being prepared, what will happen? Who’s to blame?”
Dast echoed from the side: "This is the secret of my hundred sword skills!"
"Isn't this a duel?" Amy stamped her feet angrily, "What do you think a duel is?"
"A way to win by making the opponent lower their vigilance." Dast said, "A fair duel is meaningless. When the enemy attacks you, will they wait for you to find equivalent weapons and then call for an equal number of helpers? What? Similarly, when we attack others, we must choose an opportunity that is favorable to us. If there is no such opportunity, create such an opportunity. This is the real swordsmanship!"
"Let's go have a drink!" Ella waved to everyone onlookers in high spirits, "I'm treating you today!"
Looking at Ella happily walking towards the pub surrounded by the crowd, Amy felt her head hurt. After staying in the pirate kingdom for several years, Ella's behavior has become the same as that of these pirates. What is this? Fallen?
After several rounds of drinking, Ella held the wine glass and came to Dust's side, and asked drunkenly: "Master, master, when will you teach me the remaining moves of the hundred swordsmanship styles?"
"Teach me now." Daxter was drunk before coming to the tavern. Now he drank a few rounds, and his tongue was full of alcohol. "Actually, the rest are just some mental methods. Just remember them. It feels good. First of all, you have to remember that if the opponent is empty-handed, hit him with a weapon; if he has a shield, hit him with a flail; if he has a sword, hit him with a spear; if he has a spear with both hands, you can run far away Shoot him with a bow and arrow from a distance, this is the basic idea of 100 styles of swordsmanship, you must remember it!"
"Yes! Teacher, let me toast you!"
Ella gave Dust another glass of wine.
Dast drank it all in one gulp, and then said: "But sometimes, the battle begins before you are ready. If you are holding a sword, and the opponent is holding a big knife to chop you, what will happen? What to do? First of all, don’t let him get too close, and don’t let him hit your sword blade. If he plays all kinds of tricks, don’t stab him immediately. Just pay attention to his cutting and stabbing movements, and catch him. If you seize the opportunity to give him a long-distance thrust with your arm or fist, he will be unable to perform any tricks. This is...the ninety-seventh move!"
"Okay, teacher!" Ella filled another glass of wine for Dust.
"If two people come from the opposite side and want to fight one of you, what will you do? Just say, I don't fight two people, I only fight one person! Most enemies will look at their companions at this time and laugh. Just seize this short moment and stab one of them with your sword! The next step will be easy! This is the... ninety-eighth move!"
"Sounds great!" Ella happily filled Dast's glass of wine.
After a few glasses of wine, Dast's voice could no longer be heard clearly.
"What if you encounter four or five people attacking you? You, you just scatter a handful of sand first, then throw your sword into the crowd, and run away while they are in confusion! Don't fight with them , you are not that powerful! You must keep this in mind. This is...the ninety-ninth move!"
"Then teacher! What is the 100th form?"
"The 100th move is a unique skill...but everyone is different. You have to learn to develop it yourself..."
Before he finished speaking, Dast was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
