Chapter 32 Uninvited Guests

"I admit that I underestimated you. Your talent in swordsmanship also surprised me."

Clown was in a good mood and said, "Father, come again! I feel I am even stronger."

During the sparring just now, his skill proficiency increased rapidly. He realized that real fighting was the best way to improve his swordsmanship skills.

He was excited about finding a more efficient way to kill the liver.

"I admit that you have made rapid progress, but that doesn't mean your swordsmanship is already strong. It's time to show you my true skills."

Nick bent down to pick up his weapon and hooked his finger at Crown.

The young man had a solid grasp of swordsmanship, and he decided to use his real skills in swordsmanship to put a good blow to the opponent's arrogance.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to control this servant once he is promoted to the extraordinary level!

The two began sparring again, and as soon as they started fighting, Nick felt uncomfortable.

It was as if there was a different person on the opposite side. The moves were no longer standard but rigid and inflexible. Instead, they had a kind of lively rhythm.

There are fewer and fewer obvious signs of the opponent's attacks. After close combat, the movements become faster and faster, like flowing clouds and water, without any trace.

It was becoming increasingly difficult for him to knock the opponent's weapons away.

Crown's condition at this time was excellent.

As I continued to attack, mysterious insights continued to rise in my heart.

It turns out that this is possible. He made this exclamation more than once. At the same time, his swordsmanship was also improving by leaps and bounds.

Nick's feeling was a different matter. At the beginning, when the two of them were practicing against each other, he was at ease; later, he was a little less calm.

Now, he just felt that he could barely suppress his opponent.

Beads of sweat kept dripping down Nick's forehead. He was now trying to keep his physical fitness at a similar level to his opponent's. He felt that he might not be a match for Crown in the near future.

Unless he did not hold back and directly crushed the opponent with his priestly qualities as a transcendent, but doing so would not be practicing swordsmanship but bullying a child.

'What a freak, he seems to be born for swords!'

As time went by, half an hour passed.

Crown pretended to raise his sword and waited for the priest to make a reactive block. Then he took a step forward, changed the attack to a thrust, and knocked Nick's weapon away.

The setting sun shone obliquely, and the orange-red light covered the entire training ground, casting spots on the two people's bodies.

The priest stared blankly at his empty hands, feeling unwilling but more relieved and happy.

His swordsmanship ability is only average among the exorcist priests, but he has also undergone a long period of rigorous training.

What does it mean that a man who had only been using a one-handed sword for five or six days defeated him? It means that the church in Zak Town is about to produce a talented Crusader!

[Basic Swordsmanship: 592/2000; Level 2]

In less than three hours, his proficiency increased by more than a quarter! The golden light in Crown's eyes, which only he could see, kept flashing, and his face flushed with excitement.

At this rate, it won’t be long before you can reach the third level of swordsmanship.

"Today's training is over. Your basic swordsmanship is now very solid. Tomorrow, I will teach you the swordsmanship of the Cross Sword to slay evil. This is the prerequisite swordsmanship for the church's extraordinary swordsmanship of the Flame Cross. You must learn it carefully."

"Ah", the only thing in Clown's mind just now was the sharp blade in his hand, and he had already ignored the time.

He looked up in astonishment and saw the red sun setting and the sky filled with red clouds.

. . . .

The bright moon peeked out from the treetops and shone on Clown's cheek.

He made the moonlight seal with his hands and bathed in the clear light.

The light of the jade pot turned, and the hour of You passed quickly.

He exhaled lightly, and the breath disappeared into the air like a wisp of white smoke.

The Golden Light Mantra became more and more magical. When he meditated at the hour of You, the breath he exhaled was like white frost. When he visualized under the morning sun, his whole body was like a steaming furnace, emitting light and heat in all directions.

He stood up and sat on a chair to rest.

He has been busy with servant training these days and has not found time to draw talismans. He has not yet drawn a single Qingxin Talisman or Jinguang Talisman.

However, he discovered many functions of the hourglass through experimentation.

The range of the ability to stop time is not large. The range of the ability is twenty centimeters extended outward from the body.

Beyond this distance, the effect of the ability will be greatly reduced. A little further away, it will lose its effect completely.

The best use of this ability is against small but powerful attacks, such as bullets.

When facing the impact of a large target, the Sand of Time is consumed greatly.

The last time he used his ability to stop time against the werewolf, all the sands of time were consumed.

He had a vague guess that the consumption of the Sands of Time was calculated based on the kinetic energy of the target he wanted to stop.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This speculation needs further verification.

Now, the sand of time in the hourglass has accumulated to one third of the conical bottle.

According to what we learned from Geralt, as the power of the evil spirit symbiotic with the soul master increases, there will be constant whispers of evil temptation in the soul master's mind.

He had never felt any whisper of temptation, not even in his dreams.

There is only one explanation: the Golden Light Mantra can eliminate this adverse effect.

In fact, his guess was close to the truth.

The functions of the Golden Light Mantra are divided into two aspects. One aspect is meditation.

When the mind is calm, wisdom arises. He feels that his condition is maintained at a relatively efficient peak state, and he rarely experiences declines or fluctuations.

The second is to sweep away evil spirits. The evil thoughts of evil spirits are a kind of inner demon, which is very susceptible to the Golden Light Mantra.

Clown persisted in practicing the Golden Light Mantra every day, and the evil thoughts that had accumulated in the hourglass of time were burned away before they were too much.

As a result, the evil spirit's true spirit is always suppressed and never gets any chance to grow stronger.

After Crown felt that he had rested enough, he picked up the sword by the wall and walked towards the door leading to the backyard.

. . . .

Under the cover of night and in the moonlight, a black monster was running on the street, moving nimbly in the shadows.

When it came to a yard, the monster jumped up, climbed over the wall, and landed steadily in the yard.

Its nose kept sniffing something, and then it lay on the stove and searched around, but there was nothing else on the stove, so the monster found nothing.

A low roar came out of his mouth, and the roar just sounded and stopped abruptly.

This is a werewolf. Its main purpose in coming to this house now is to swallow the guy who hit him on the head into his stomach to comfort his angry heart.

The werewolf covered his mouth as he was about to roar and approached the door cautiously.

It is very cunning and wants to hide in the dark to inflict a fatal blow.

When he reached the door, the werewolf leaned his head against it and listened to the movement inside.

The person inside was walking towards the door, and the werewolf was ecstatic. It kept listening secretly, with the sharp claw of its right hand raised high.

Whenever someone comes out, he is greeted by a big claw.

(End of this chapter)