Chapter 141: Sword Master Civil War 3

In view of the gap in strength and the fact that the entrustment has been completed.

Ethan didn't want to be entangled with that cat anymore.

He glanced at [Dance of Death], and in front of the opponent, he slowly put away his sword and prepared to leave.

But during the battle, he suddenly put away his sword and left.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to provocation and even more humiliating in the eyes of the Great Sword Master.

[Dance of Death]'s face instantly turned gloomy, his lips twitched from time to time, and two sharp fangs were faintly exposed.

Sudden,

It half-crouched, then kicked its right foot back hard.

"Bang"

With a loud noise, [Dance of Death] disappeared instantly, leaving only a large pit behind it and snowflakes rising and falling.

The next moment, it appeared behind Ethan and stabbed directly at the back of Ethan's neck.

Ethan regretted his behavior just now.

After all, there is something wrong with putting away your sword in front of the opponent.

But I really can’t blame myself.

The reason can be understood when you think about why those heroes in the world always say a few harsh words when they are defeated and fleeing.

And he was not defeated, he just wanted to leave gracefully.

What's wrong?

Of course, regret is regret, and Ethan is not afraid of it.

After all, you dodge and I block.

If the fight really continues, there's nothing anyone can do, it's just a waste of time.

Since the opponent wanted to fight, Ethan immediately turned around and drew his sword to block, followed by a counterattack in return.

The [Dance of Death] will naturally not show weakness. After turning around to dodge, it will hit an evasive slash with its backhand.

The moment the two bodies intertwined, one blocked and counterattacked, the other dodged and counterattacked, changing hands several times.

For a moment, sparks flew everywhere and sword energy danced wildly.

The two of them passed each other and just separated the distance, [Dance of Death] kicked the ground violently and fought back again.

The previous scene happened again.

And this scene keeps happening as the two keep intertwining and separating.

once.

twice.

three times.

…

The sword energy centered on the two of them spread out in all directions like fireworks.

Wherever it passed, snowflakes surged and rocks collapsed.

In a radius of one kilometer, snowflakes and mud were flying all over the sky, covering people's eyesight, making it almost impossible to see anything.

But even so, the two of them still didn't stop.

The sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sound of sword energy whistling, constantly came from the haze.

The voice also seemed to declare that the dignity of the sword master was inviolable.

Faced with [Dance of Death]’s unrelenting attitude, Ethan also got angry without knowing it.

Even if he knew that there would be no results if he continued to fight, he was still willing to keep fighting, and even took the initiative to launch an attack.

But the more he fought, the more Ethan could feel the gap between himself and [Dance of Death].

The opponent's application of the rules of dodge has reached a state of perfection.

Every move, every connection between style and dodge is like mountain spring water meandering on the surface of the earth. It seems to be twists and turns, but in fact it is coherent and natural.

Just like Dove, you can enjoy the silky smoothness, so that no one can tell that it is the power of rules.

Looking back at myself, the connection between moves and blocks is like constipation, stuck and not smooth.

In particular, the use of blocking and counter-attacking cuts is like a seabird falling in love with a fish. It is a pure accident, and what stands out is that it is unreasonable.

This kind of unreasonableness may have a surprising effect when fighting against an opponent who is weaker than oneself, because one move may end the battle.

However, when encountering a well-matched opponent, it will become quite uncomfortable once the moves are inconsistent due to the need to continuously move quickly.

Because of this, it was clear that neither of them could hurt the other, but Ethan felt like he was being suppressed and beaten.

Especially when seeing the other person strolling and dancing in front of him.

Ethan is so angry!

I was so angry that I was about to vomit blood.

Fortunately, he was angry and Ethan didn't lose his mind.

After all, he has been famous for a long time. Not only has he experienced hundreds of battles, but he also fought against all kinds of great sword masters. He must have rich skills and experience.

And he just relied on the talent tree to rise to the strength of the Great Sword Master in a short period of time.

Before this, I had never fought anyone at the level of a Great Sword Master, so it was normal for me to not be able to compete with them.

Ethan reluctantly gave himself some psychological comfort.

But somehow, with this thought of comfort, Ethan felt particularly painful.

A sense of reluctance and a sense of shame that his skills are inferior to others.

Like gasoline poured on the fire in your heart.

Not only did it not provide comfort, it actually made the nameless evil fire burn brighter and stronger.

Ethan knew he couldn't get angry, but he was powerless to stop it.

This feeling of powerlessness reminded Ethan of his original nightmare.

Due to his unfortunate childhood experiences, Ethan had nightmares every day when he was in school.

It took him many years to accept that unbearable memory, accept himself, forget the past, work hard and achieve himself, and finally get rid of it.

"No, Ethan, you can't make excuses."

"Only the weak keep making excuses for themselves."

"You don't need comfort either."

"Only women and children need comfort."

"You are a man, a grown man, a man named after the Great Sword Master!"

"Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, you have to fight for this!"

…

Ethan suddenly woke up and kept cheering himself up.

The nameless evil fire in his chest gradually turned into hot blood, rushing along the blood vessels throughout his body.

Ethan felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he no longer only focused on blocking.

Instead, he began to carefully observe his opponent, study his opponent's offensive ideas, learn his opponent's relaxed mentality, and understand the core of his opponent's changes in skills...

The change in thinking also led to a change in action.

When he felt uncomfortable, Ethan no longer blocked and counterattacked blindly, but stopped on his own initiative, pulled away, and looked for the next confrontation.

He began to charge actively, and also began to try to dodge...

He kept seeking changes in order to find a way that suited him.

Finally, after a long period of attempts, his efforts paid off.

When he slashed at the opponent with a charge, the opponent still dodged and counterattacked as usual, and a sword energy rushed straight to Ethan's face.

Facing the oncoming sword energy, this time Ethan did not retract his sword to block as usual.

Because at that moment, he suddenly felt that he did not need to deliberately block this tilted sword energy. As long as he followed up with a charge and slash, he could avoid most of the sword energy by rotating his body.

Although some of the sword energy would still pass through his body, the route of the charge and slash would just collide with this part of the sword energy.

At that time, he could smash the sword energy along the way.

In this way, while not changing his combo, he also broke the opponent's counterattack.

This thought flashed through his mind, and Ethan did it as he wished.

At that moment, Ethan's smooth charge slash and charge combo not only broke the opponent's counterattack, but also forced the opponent to have a rare lag.

In such a long confrontation, [Dance of Death] only fought back once for the first time and was forced to pull away.

And Ethan was even more ecstatic, because when he just broke the opponent's sword energy, he clearly saw that two sword energies burst out from his sword almost at the same time.

One belonged to himself, and the other belonged to the power of rules.

It was also these two sudden sword energies, one on the left and one on the right, that blocked the opponent's possibility of dodging and counterattacking, forcing the opponent to pull away.

Ethan suddenly realized that blocking was not just passively taking a beating.

Active attack can also trigger blocking.

As long as the opponent's offensive can be broken, even if it is blocked, it can also trigger a blocking counterattack, and it is more unexpected.

"Wow! I understand!"

"It turns out that attacking is the best block!"

"Come again, little kitty!"

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