"Soshyan, I didn't expect you to be an excellent swordsman."
"Instructor Saul."
Watching Thor walk step by step, Soshiyang just nodded, then reached out and picked up the wet towel handed by the little angel beside him, and wiped his face.
In the past, he had only respect and trust for Thor, but since he learned that he was actually a member of those people, his attitude towards Thor has become a bit complicated. This is why he has not looked for Thor alone for so long after he has been back.
If the other party has been acting from the beginning, then he really doesn't know how to face this ancient warrior who is both a teacher and a friend.
Thor smiled, then summoned the weapon stand and picked up two double swords.
"We haven't practiced correctly for a long time, have we?"
Soshiyang nodded.
"Yes."
"So, let's do it once and see what level you have reached."
Like Soshiyan, Thor was not wearing armor, but just wearing brown training uniforms, which made Soshiyan hesitate.
As if he saw his thoughts, Thor smiled:
"Are you afraid of hurting me? Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think."
Before he finished speaking, his sword was like a winding snake, attacking Soshiyang's neck.
Despite his surprise, Soshiyan still avoided the fatal blow at the last moment, and then he picked up the giant sword and rushed towards Thor.
Thor avoided this attack with a very fast pace. The two swords flashed out twice, and took Soshiyang's head as fast as mercury, forcing Soshiyang to change the direction of his sword to block the attack.
The next moment, he raised his arm suddenly, slapped Thor's sword, and then smashed it down.
Thor closed the blade above his head, blocked the downward sword, and then slid to the side.
"The terrible power, Soshiyan, seems to be of little significance to you now."
Although Thor said with a smile, his hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.
Soshiyang lifted the sword, the sword grid parallel to his face, staring at Thor.
"So you have to continue?"
Thor smiled without saying a word and rushed over again. Soshiyan set off, but the other party stretched out his left hand and stabbed the sword from a strange angle, so he blocked the right.
Missed a blow, Thor rotated wildly, stepped forward, turned around again, and the shiny sword blades of his hands drew silver arcs, gradually forming a net made of sword light.
At this moment, his swordsmanship was flawless, every movement was perfect, and every posture was absolutely balanced, cutting, stabbing, parrying and counterattacking were all handy, and the sword was like an extension of his body.
Soshiyang posed a defensive posture, stood firm, held the sword tightly with both hands, and blocked every blow from Thor with his heavy sword body.
Finally, he found an opportunity, rotated the hilt of the sword in his hand, drew a flashing arc, and a heavy blow knocked Thor out of balance.
When he stepped forward and was about to disarm his opponent with the hilt of the sword, Thor's right sword suddenly flew upwards with an arc of trajectory, pointing directly at Soshiyang, so fast that he almost caught him off guard.
Soshiyang quickly changed his posture, but his speed was not enough. The tip of the sword stroked his clothes and cut a hole in his clothes.
But it wasn't this that surprised him even more.
"Instructor Thor, you—"
At this time, Thor was covered in azure blue flame with a slight golden light, and even his eyes were burning, but his clothes were still intact, as if those flames were not the fire in reality.
"Soshyan, if you think your current power can ignore everything, then you are wrong."
After saying that, he rushed up suddenly, his feet almost turned into streams of light. Soshi raised his sword to block it, but he felt that every blow he was like a cannonball.
The opponent's strength has increased by more than ten times!
"This is......"
Suoshiyang retreated repeatedly, feeling that something had changed in Thor's body. Some things buried deep in the soul of the swordsman of the Emperor's son were released at this moment, completely stretched and reborn.
The next moment, the flames on Thor's body surged to the extreme, and then quickly converged, turning into a set of gorgeous black and purple power armor. The shoulder armor was carved into the shape of an eagle wing, the helmet was carved into the shape of an eagle skull, and the badge on the chest was also a double-headed eagle with a skeleton left.
But for some reason, the process of Thor's enchanting this armor made Soshiyan a little familiar.
"You have obtained Asuyan's power."
Thor whispered in Soshyang's ear. He turned around suddenly, two double swords heading straight to the door, so he swung his sword and then took a step back.
"I guess you know a lot, too."
Soshiyang stared at the other party and said in a deep voice:
"Instructor Thor, I still call you like this because when I was confused and ignorant when I took over the battle group, you gave me a lot of guidance. Without you, there would be no me now. I even regard you as my mentor, but I don't want all this to be just a scam."
Thor stood five meters away from Soshiyan, and the dark eye sockets in the skull helmet seemed to be staring at his soul.
Then, he made a sound without sorrow or joy.
"What if your life is a scam from beginning to end."
"Then I will live according to my own will."
"But if, if this scam is your mission? You are an Astate, shouldn't the mission be everything in your life? Is your love overriding your oath and mission?"
Soshiyang narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the Sky Eagle emblem hanging from the high place of the training ground.
"Then let the emperor tell me personally! Is this scam my mission?"
Thor shook his head and suddenly let go of his hand. His swords fell to the ground with two bangs, and then the armor on his body also dissipated like clouds.
"Didn't you see Him?"
Soshiyang was slightly stunned when he heard this, so Saul added:
"The confusing one."
"The confusing...He is really-"
"At least He can represent."
Soshiyan then inserted his sword into the floor and walked to Thor.
"Instructor Thor, are you... really Thor?"
Thor smiled and pinched his face.
"It's not wearing makeup, right? You haven't noticed any traces of psychic energy on me. I guess the change spirit is not that powerful."
“I mean—”
Thor closed his eyes slightly and nodded.
"I said when I first met you...Sol Tavitz is dead, dead in the flames of Eastwan."
At this moment, through Sor's turbid pupils like an old man, Soshiyang seemed to see something.
There were more than 100 soldiers in a very embarrassed and painful manner. They gathered in a broken temple, wearing armor of different colors - the son of Horus, the son of the emperor, and even several despairing world-devourers.
Thor stood silently in front of the team, the purple paint on his armor had peeled off, his face covered in mud looked extremely tired, and he was surrounded by soldiers who went to death with him with honor.
The flash of explosion bloomed in the distance, and the meteor pierced the black clouds above their heads, and bright stars could be seen from the holes they pulled open.
"Have we taught them a lesson, company commander?"
A warrior asked:
“Does this all make sense?”
"Yes, we taught them a lesson that they can't forget."
A bomb fell into the palace, and the loyal soldiers did not lie on the ground or ran towards the bunker - that didn't make any sense.
The pillar of flame rose into the sky everywhere in the palace and approached them unstoppably.
Chapter completed!