The wind and sand outside the boundary eroded the light curtain that was protecting the current without realizing it. It only caused ripples on it, and suddenly died in front of everyone's eyes like those stars that had dissipated.
Just now, there was still a quiet and leisurely atmosphere here. But now, that kind of leisurely fun has become easier.
What the absolute focus and unwavering gaze aim at is Mias's desire to win as before.
Just because becoming a Sword King is too far out of reach for a person, people who are eager to prove themselves regard a confrontation with the Sword King as their lifelong ideal.
The goal is clear, and the desire has not died down. The ideal of fighting the Sword King is right in front of him, but before that, there is still a threshold that he has to cross.
——Baron Bokar
Mias didn't know what the opponent's strength was, and in fact he didn't want to know. Thoughtful thinking has never been his area of expertise. Compared to ideological games, Mias is more willing to trust his sword.
After all, in his opinion, all he can and should do is just visually determine the outcome.
"Now that we are ready, let's start the war!"
"If you have the intention of attacking first, you don't need to remind me. Losing such an opportunity is not good for you." Facing the opponent's prodding gaze, Barong just responded calmly.
"What can you say now?" Mias had no intention of continuing to talk nonsense. After speaking, he immediately bowed down, like a cheetah keeping an eye on its prey and waiting for an opportunity to move, assuming a battle posture.
Similarly, it seemed that he was aware of Mias's determination. On the other side, Baron stopped teasing him, but he did not make a similar move. Instead, he skipped the starting stage, raised the blade and went straight forward. A step was taken.
But this step is extraordinary!
What surprised Mias was that even when he was concentrating on observing the opponent's actions with all his body and soul, the figure of the elf swordsman was still blurred in his eyes for a moment.
The next second when Mias noticed that his dynamic vision was abnormal, Barong's figure appeared in an instant, and the sharp green sword flashed with cold light, leading his leisurely gaze straight to Mias's eyebrows. And go.
However, although Baron's flash attack without raising his hand gesture was excellent enough, it could not escape Mias's discernment. In other words, although the hurricane-like speed was amazing, it was far from a true quick attack. insufficient.
"Qiang——" The two swords struck each other, forming an ancient requiem, causing waves in all directions.
If his reflexes hadn't kept up with Baron's speed, even if Mias hadn't been killed in this short moment, it would have been his defeat in a certain sense.
However, the result did not develop in that direction. The two collided for the first time, and Mias's almost perfect parry made it a success. As if Baron's strength was tested at this moment, the vigilance on Mias's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he was replaced by a confident smile.
Both are quick attack systems. Compared to Shuinen Ryu, Beichen Yin Ryu does not have sword skills. The founder of the system focuses more on physical skills. As the saying goes, martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed. Through actions and reactions that are far beyond ordinary people, he can make the most suitable judgment for the current battle situation. This is the key to Beichen Yinliu's ability to check and balance various martial arts!
The moment he parried with Baron's sword, Mias caught the fleeting look of surprise in the opponent's eyes. That was exactly what he wanted. The best way to prove himself to the Sword King was to give her the thing that he was proud of. The disciple felt frustrated. Thinking of this, the corners of Mias's mouth involuntarily formed an arc that even he had not noticed yet.
Seeing that Baron had missed the blow and wanted to continue to move closer, Mias suddenly stepped back. His body used the broad sword to drag out a series of sparks in the parry. As he drew out the sword, he let go of his hand, and immediately With a turn of his feet, his body spun around at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. He used his inertia to catch the falling sword hilt with his backhand, and then used his whole body to make a diagonal slash, forcing Barong to return to defense.
In the face of such a counterattack, although Barong quickly returned to defense, the heavy force brought by the broad sword still shook him back.
Seeing this, Mias certainly wouldn't let go of this opportunity. Before Baron could stand upright, he suddenly exerted force on his calf and turned into a shadow and quickly pursued him.
"Ding Dang Dang Dang~" He didn't give the opponent a chance to parry at all. Mias, who had seized the opportunity, held a sharp sword and launched a series of unstoppable attacks on Barong mercilessly. Its swift and violent posture was consistent with the hurricane. The repeated movements of its footsteps brought up a burst of wild sand, and it danced with a sharp blade and pressed forward step by step towards Barong who was retreating one after another.
At the same time, seeing that Mias had the advantage in the confrontation, his four partners cheered and cheered from the outside.
On the other hand, Artolis and the other two did not care about this. Although Mias's technique was indeed very stylish and his keen vision was indeed excellent, in Artolis' view, it was just like this. When it comes to facing Barong, even when facing himself, there is still a certain gap.
Even she and Elena were no match for that guy. If Baron would be defeated by Mias, Artolis would never believe it.
Mias's ability to occupy the top points is obviously due to Baron's intention. I'm afraid his real intention is...
While thinking, she noticed the strange look from beside her. Artolis turned around. After meeting Elena's gaze, the other party said: "You and I both practice swordsmanship, so what's the point of accepting other people's swordsmanship?" We should be very familiar with the gains and losses it brings.”
Artoris understands what Elena means, asking a person who is proficient in a certain kind of swordsmanship to forcibly practice another kind of swordsmanship, the result is often not the more the better. On the contrary, the contradictory and difficult-to-harmonize parts of the two different systems will also affect a person's swordsmanship.
That kind of biased idea is not so-called nourishment, but a complete scourge. It will dwell in the shadow of memory and turn into irreparable wounds deep in the soul. It will continue to trouble people's hearts for a long time, and even worse, it may even fall into A dangerous situation that goes too far.
But Baron is different. He is able to integrate many skills. His ability to control thousands of ancient legends is the reason why Elena is impressed by him.
And that guy really demonstrated his insatiable greed, actually showing such desire for Beichen Yinliu!
"It should be said that he deserves to be Baron." Seeing the battle situation that was tilting toward Mias little by little, Artolis couldn't help but feel helpless on her face.
It can be seen that everything is in his calculation.
"There's something wrong with that look!" Although it seemed that Mias had the absolute upper hand, the battle never came to a conclusion, which still made Celica who was watching feel strange.
The calm look in Baron's eyes didn't look like he was tired of dealing with Mias's attack. Moreover, the two people over there did not show any concern for Barong. Subverting the trend is not a manifestation of Shui Nianliu, right?
unless......
After realizing something, Celica's expression suddenly changed. Staring at Barong's every move on the battlefield, Celica's expression gradually became serious.
"That guy, could he...?!"
