The Witch Lady Doesn't Want to Be a Diva

The 'cozy' daily work life of a witch lady in a cyberpunk interstellar era, occasionally also a passionate epic.

She is a timid girl growing up in a cyberpunk city.

She is a cry...

Chapter 308: Withering Sequence Combat Techniques

Chapter 308 Combat Skills of the Withering Sequence

For a period of time afterwards, Tilan would stay in the 'Death Rose Society' for several hours almost every day, on the one hand to help them improve their combat skills and the secret arts they practiced, and on the other hand to communicate and learn.

Because Tilan was taught by the ghost princess who had experienced several eras, she was particularly familiar with the knowledge books of the ancient Mercury Dynasty, but compared with the various subcategories and new technologies of the Withering Sequence today, she did not know much. This time, she took the opportunity of communication to gradually make up for her shortcomings.

"Has President Tilan learned the 'Fixed Soul Aiming Method'?" One day, when several people were discussing emergencies in modern life, a member asked.

"I have heard of it, but I don't know it in detail." Tilan shook his head.

"This kind of spell is generally not taught in high schools, but Edes Academy can teach students this kind of combat skills under the name of cooperative training with military academies." He pushed his glasses and smiled.

"Let me briefly explain this to Guild President Tilan."

"People who are often engaged in security and special work will understand better that in combat, firearms are the most widely used and most convenient weapons. Even an ordinary person with a powerful enough gun can pose a threat to a Transcendent."

"However, this is only theoretical. A Sequence 3 Transcendent, even if he does not have a gun, has many ways to defeat and kill ordinary people. For another ordinary person who has not trained in combat skills for a long time, even if he has a gun, it is extremely difficult to fight a Transcendent whose reaction speed is several times faster than his own, whose body flexibility is extremely high, and whose physical defense and impact resistance are strong."

"Because guns are convenient, today's extraordinary people have learned various defense methods. The most common ones are Dragon Sequence, Blood Eye Sequence, and Light Feather Sequence. They can rely on their enhanced bodies and various abilities to directly resist ordinary gun shooting. In addition, the Slashing Blade Sequence, Spirit Sequence, Tidal Sequence, and Primordial Sequence also have many ways to blur vision and create residual images to interfere with the opponent."

As he said, he turned on the stereo projection on one side of the training ground, and a record of a past battle appeared in the room.

One of the parties was the four police officers who were chasing. They were all wearing white exoskeleton close-fitting armor. There were several jet nozzles on the shoulders and waist of the armor, which could instantly speed up and accelerate flight for a short time. The four of them also held electromagnetic rifles that could automatically aim. The person they were chasing was a scarred man who looked embarrassed and wore a red jacket. The only weapons he had were a pistol and a modified beam blade dagger.

At first, the four police officers chased the man and made him flee in a hurry, because he was not wearing any protective clothing. If he was shot, he would lose the ability to escape.

Faced with the pursuit of the police, he hardly dared to stay in any position, and always looked for various obstacles to prevent himself from being exposed to the bullet trajectory of the police.

In this way, the five people chased for half a minute, and then the man in the red jacket fled into an abandoned building, and at the same time kicked away the debris on the side, blocking the few people behind for a few seconds to buy time for himself.

When the four police officers rushed into the building again, a red figure suddenly attacked from the side. At this time, the four immediately opened fire, but the continuous firing of several shots had no effect. The four police officers also reacted immediately, but the real attack had begun at this time. With the help of the gap in the afterimage to attract attention, the man jumped from the ceiling, and the beam blade dagger in his hand directly inserted into the neck of a police officer, piercing the solid exoskeleton armor.

After a successful shot, he did not linger on, and immediately turned around and fled, entering the complex building again.

At this time, the remaining three continued to search forward, and then encountered the same scene at a corner. However, this time the three police officers were already on guard. The three of them stood in a position to monitor each other and immediately shot the figure that attacked from the other side, but this time they still did not hit the real body.

Walking in the dim abandoned building, the three police officers realized that the situation was tricky, and they did not move forward. They were on guard on the spot, and released small reconnaissance units, scattered around and guarded, and then began to call for support.

They thought that the fugitive should continue to escape and would not take a huge risk to attack the three people. However, this time it was the opposite. After turning back, the other party took the electromagnetic rifle in the hands of the dead police officer, and then used the decoder bought on the black market to open the biometric code lock.

When the three police officers stayed in place to guard and arrange, he gradually found a good position corner, began to aim, and then suddenly fired a burst of shots, hitting a police officer in the face and breaking through the head shield.

The broken orange transparent metal and bloodstains exploded, and the police officer fell on the spot. Although he was not dead, he was in critical condition.

Considering that it was no longer advisable to stay where he was, the remaining two did not hesitate and chased after the source of the gunshot again.

At this time, the man in the red jacket no longer dodged blindly, but continued to fight with the remaining two people with the help of the terrain. In just a few minutes, sparks and bullet marks from the three people's shooting were everywhere, and flashes of light continued to come from the abandoned building.

Just as the two police officers were slowly tense, sensitive and reacted violently, he once again used the same trick, attracted the attention of one of them from the afterimage, and took advantage of the gap to shoot the other police officer.

This time, a good result was achieved, causing a police officer to be slightly injured. Unfortunately, because the police officers were wearing exoskeleton armor with excellent protection, it was difficult to kill them instantly with just a few shots.

After injuring one pursuer, the fugitive hid again, and the only remaining intact police officer became more cautious and chased after him.

This time he was still teased by the clone afterimage, but he had already decided to fight with injuries. Facing the sudden clone afterimage, he only fired symbolic shots, and was highly aware of the surrounding situation, keeping himself in a safe position in the corner or behind the back, making it difficult for the opponent to attack him.

This iron turtle method undoubtedly made Red Jacket feel very difficult, and he didn't have much time to waste. After all, the police had support coming, and he had to make a quick decision.

Since the surprise attack failed, he had to force it. After finding the right position, he walked out with a gun, aimed at the police officer and kept approaching.

Faced with this kind of fighting method, the police officers also shot at each other. The two sides exchanged fire fiercely. After five seconds, the police officer wearing exoskeleton armor slowly fell down with white smoke and bloody debris, while the red jacket opposite him wiped the blood and wounds on his body and walked over to take away the remaining things on the police officer.

The screen ends here.

"After watching this, are you a little curious about why the police officer wearing exoskeleton protective armor lost the close-range shootout?"

"This is because, although the two were shooting at close range, the fugitive in the red jacket used deception. His revealed figure was different from his actual position, which resulted in a large number of bullets not hitting him but just passing by. In the fierce exchange of fire, the police officer had no time to distinguish and this led to a completely different result."

"Many seemingly useless skills can be very useful in real combat. Just a few seconds of misleading and disrupting the opponent can change the outcome." He explained the situation of urban street fighting.

"So, it is necessary to introduce the 'Soul-Fixing Aiming Method' here. What we, the Withering Sequence, are best at is the secret arts related to soul consciousness, and this is also difficult to hide and conceal in most illusions."

"The essence of the 'Soul-Fixing Aiming Method' is that when you remember the special features of the opponent's soul consciousness, and match it with the firearms with engraved marks, you can let your wrists, fingers, and the firearms in your hands follow the consciousness and directly aim at the opponent without thinking. This is extremely convenient in high-speed and tense battles, just like automatic locking, and this automatic locking is difficult to interfere with misleading."

"In the same situation, with the assistance of this method, you can also spare energy to display other abilities to interfere with the opponent, such as suddenly impacting the opponent's consciousness, making the opponent temporarily unconscious and dizzy, and instantly killing the enemy in the battle. This is also the advantage of the Withering Sequence."

"The number of people who practice the Withering Sequence in the Federation is less than 2% of the total number, and even fewer are at a high level. Most opponents have little experience and means to deal with the Withering Sequence, so we often have a lot of advantages in battle."

So that's how it is. The girl nodded thoughtfully. It seems that when the Edes Academy split up, it specifically supported the Withering Sequence, which was not favored by Saint Ingo, and also wanted to take a different approach to form differentiation and gain a certain advantage in competition.

"Then can the 'Spiritual Aim Method' be learned in the academy?" She suddenly became interested.

"If it is an ordinary student, it usually has to enter the military academy before it can learn it, but if President Tilan applies, it is actually very easy to do. It is probably just a matter of going through the process."

Whether it is the connection background of the Edes Academy or Tilan's identity as a singer, she can easily pass certain audits and inspections in the Federation, so everyone is not worried about this.

Just when Tilan decided to write down several special Withering Sequence secrets in her notebook and prepare to study them in the future, a member of the 'Death Rose Society' came out. He took off his hat to reveal his short black hair and a pair of clear black eyes.

"Hello, President Tilan, can I have a duel with you?" His voice was enthusiastic, his hands were bandaged, and some calluses and scars were revealed.

"Sure, what's your name?"

"Sissen Trey."

After saying that, he walked into the venue, took off the obstructing black robe, revealing the vest and trousers inside, took out a straight spear, and held it in his palm. The muscles on his body were not exaggerated, but there was an exceptionally tough and healthy feeling, like a copper-colored metal block, thick and powerful.

Facing the young man who challenged him, Tilan also pulled out a black-bladed long sword in the battlefield, waved it twice, and got used to the weight and length, and then walked into the venue.

"Let's start." The other party reminded, and then stepped forward.

Sissen's speed was not fast, but it did not mean that it was easy to deal with. The steel spear waved in his hand, pumping the air and making a whistling sound. When it hit Tilan's sword blade, the girl's tiger's mouth was shaken, and the sword body almost slipped out of her hand. The heavy force almost bounced Tilan's whole body away.

Just one blow made the girl realize that the opponent was not easy to deal with, so she retreated and attacked from the side again.

There were no fancy techniques or moves. Facing Tilan's attack, he used a simple and unpretentious frame, sweeping, slashing, stabbing, and each move was fierce and tough. Every time the opponent's weapon collided, Tilan's wrist felt like it was hit hard. After a few times, her shoulders were sore, her arms were numb, and her reaction slowed down.

It seemed that she was not at an advantage in terms of strength and endurance. After realizing this, Tilan jumped up again, and as her fingertips brushed the blade, a burst of dark blue patterns were plated, and then she attacked the opponent again.

The blade with the magic of the Withering Sequence became much sharper than before. Even if it was blocked, the sword light attached to the weapon would continue to sweep down, making it difficult to resist. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably feel a sharp pain in his brain, as if a knife was cutting his head, and lose his ability to move and kneel on the ground. But the young man in front of him was different. Facing all kinds of spells of Tilan, such as the penetration of "Ghost Night" and the direct gaze of "Shock Eye", he had no reaction. His mental consciousness was as hard to shake as steel.

Ordinary swordsmanship and spells could not beat him, but if the ability of the singer and her own talent of the Crystal of Bridging were used to fight, it would be too bullying.

Thinking of this, Tilan became a little serious. She simply threw away the long sword full of gaps, and then stretched her hand to the side, and a crystal cross sword constructed by ghost blue magic took shape.

Holding the hilt with both hands, Tilan rushed forward again. This time, she did not dodge, but directly used the azure broadsword in her hand to resist and block. In the constant collision, the blue crystal cross sword dropped various debris and traces, and broke directly after several times, but it also absorbed a lot of power, making the recoil in the girl's hand less strong.

In the subsequent battles, Tilan became more and more familiar with the moves of this young man, and she appreciated him more and more. The skilled techniques displayed by the opponent, the amazing control of physical strength, and the hard body all showed that he had put a lot of effort into this, and was also extremely hardworking and solid, with very few flaws.

After another series of battles, Tilan tapped her toes lightly, jumped her body, dodged the sweeping gun below, and then swung the crystal long sword in her hand and stabbed the opponent's face.

Bang, the long spear swept in the air, making a thunderous sound, smashing the thrown crystal long sword to pieces, and at this time Tilan's figure also disappeared from the opponent's sight.

A few seconds later, Xisen felt the change in magic power, and then he found that Tilan was right above his head. Then he saw the black-haired girl's figure flashing, and she split into figures that looked exactly like her. Each 'Tilan' held a dark blue long sword in her hand, with light flowing on it, and then clear white veins emerged, outlining a gorgeous butterfly shape, and its edge also became dark, as if it was coated with black light.

"Withering Secret Art: Annihilation Instant Butterfly Sword"

combined with the ability of clone transformation, four black-haired girls attacked from four directions respectively. The dark blade just touched the spear slightly, and it directly cut it off and cut it off. In an instant, the young man was in danger. He almost dodged by the dangerous blade. Even if Tilan stopped, she was cut into more than a dozen large and small cuts in an instant.

Back to the original place, the four black-haired Tilan's figures gathered together again. She lightly shook off the remaining blood on the blade, and then let it go, letting the blade turn into a faint magical light sand and dissipate in the air.

"Strength, skills, endurance, etc., you have done very well, but the means and attack methods are a bit too monotonous." The girl commented simply.

"In general, you can score 85 points." This is also the highest score she has scored in the past few days of guiding training.

"Thank you for the guidance of the president." Covering the wound, he bowed his head to thank him, then took out the hemostatic spray and skillfully applied medicine to the wound. He will go to the school hospital to lie down for a night later. It is estimated that it will be enough. After all, Tilan did not swing the sword at his internal organs and bones, so the injury is not serious.

In fact, he has also thought about learning some other ways and means of attack, but unfortunately his talent is not in spells, and his progress is far less than various melee skills. In addition, the common withering sequence combat methods are mostly various spells. He has no good learning and imitation objects, so he can only explore on his own. If he uses the ability of the withering sequence to fight in close range, it will not only delay a lot of time, but also make slow progress.

It was rare for him to meet a genius who was far superior to him, and he was also a Transcendent who was also in the Withering Sequence and good at both close combat and long-range combat. This was also the reason why he took the initiative to ask for advice today. In the past, with his dull and taciturn personality, he would probably still be groping in the training room by himself and not wanting to trouble others.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you a little." She couldn't teach a lot. It wasn't that Tilan was partial, but that she really didn't have much time and energy to teach. After all, she was also a student and had a lot to learn.

"Thank you, President Tilan!" Hearing these words, the young man looked up with great gratitude.

(End of this chapter)