Chapter 5 Extraordinary Power

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 5 Extraordinary Power

Jon Snow looked at the boy holding the sword unsteadily, but finally raised the sword. Sir Rodrik, the trainer of Winterfell, said, "If someone salutes you and invites you to fight, then it would be cowardly to refuse."

Performance."

Although he knew that the person in front of him was not a knight, and his salute was neither fish nor fowl, he did not want to show any cowardice here. He wanted to tell everyone that he was a strong man, a strong man who could serve as a ranger.

Snow gave him a formal knightly salute, and soon the recruits opened a small clearing for them.

Cole looked at Snow quietly, hoping to learn something from him. He saw him moving slowly with his sword in hand, while watching Cole's every move.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and they were sure that Cole would not attack. Snow took the lead and swung his sword. He feigned a sword attack, hoping to test Cole's flaw. It was rumored that he had lived on the Great Wall since he was a child.

Thinking about it, he should have good martial arts skills.

Jon Snow is proud. He thinks he is not inferior to any of his peers. At least except for Robb, no one has beaten him. After coming to the Great Wall, he is even more convinced of his pride. These sneaky people are not worthy of competing with him.

His enemy.

When Cole saw the sword blade coming, he naturally swung his sword to meet it. In the hope that strong force would work wonders, unexpectedly, before the two swords touched each other, the sword changed its trajectory and hit Cole's ankle.

He secretly said "No", and the sword was already slashing at him. Although the blade was not unsealed, it was very painful when it hit his body. What's more, he didn't even wear armor, so he was too careless.

His eyes were fixed on the sword, and suddenly the things in his pupils began to slow down, and the same was true for the sword. The blade was no more than half a foot away from the ribs under his arm. It moved slowly in Cole's eyes, and time seemed to slow down.

It's like ten times slower.

Cole pulled away his body and found that his movements had also slowed down.

In an instant, he thought of something. Maybe this is the so-called welfare for time travellers. Although it is good, it is not too unnatural in this world of monsters and monsters.

He moved his body and dodged the sword. When he slowed down his tightly compressed pupils, the world came to life again, and his eyes were also throbbing with pain, as if he had been staring at the computer all day, and his eyes were sore.

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The blow was in the air, making Snow frightened. Sure enough, Cole was different from these people. Although his plan seemed to be full of loopholes, he could easily dodge his own sword.

After swinging the sword, there was a large vacuum left in front of Snow. If he took this opportunity to strike, he could be caught off guard, but how could a rookie with a sword seize such an opportunity? Cole's heart skipped a beat.

Kai, was so frightened by Snow's sword that he broke into a cold sweat.

Snow quickly returned the sword to protect himself, but secretly cursed himself for being too careless. Since he knew that the enemy was not an easy person, he should have been more cautious. However, the sword he imagined did not strike, and he looked at the opposite side with some confusion.

Cole was seen holding the sword on his back, looking leisurely. He had experienced this look from Sir Rodrik, it was a kind of calmness and confidence.

It seems that his swordsmanship is far better than mine, Snow thought to herself.

So Snow's movements became more cautious. He kept in mind the footwork taught by his instructor and swung freely, but there was a certain pattern in the chaos.

Even if the battle-hardened Ser Alliser dislikes this bastard son of the Stark family, he has to admit that he is a good warrior.

Cole, on the other hand, was motionless, as if he was keeping the same in response to all changes.

He was also annoyed at his sluggishness, but he really didn't know how to fight. Should he kill the old master with a bastard punch? It seemed that there was no other way.

So this time when Cole took action, he slashed fiercely, like a hurricane coming, bringing with it waves of roaring. The trajectory of the sword was not difficult to predict, and even a person knew where he was going to attack, but Snow was twice as likely to attack.

His scalp was numb, and anyone could see how powerful this sword was.

He bit the bullet and pushed it forward with his sword. In an instant, his entire arm was numb, and his wrist was even slightly dislocated. What kind of monster is this? Snow couldn't help but curse.

Of course, Cole didn't feel comfortable either. After all, the effects of force are reciprocal. He frowned and took back the sword. It was really a way of killing one thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred. He handed the sword to his left hand and shook it.

Some soreness in my right wrist.

Seeing him holding a sword in his left hand, Snow's heart was filled with shock. This is a balance monster. Damn it, I won't fight him anymore.

It's true that Cole was left-handed in this life, but he was right-handed in the previous life, so he no longer had a reverse palm, so he could shoot the bow from left to right, even if he could hold two swords.

It is impossible for Snow to admit defeat. He has the stubborn blood of the North, and he will not bow his head to you even if you let him die.

He put down the dislocated hand, and the attentive Ser Alliser still saw that his hand was shaking, so he smiled disdainfully. He was just a little kid who didn't know how to relieve his strength, and he had such ridiculous arrogance.

I imitated Cole to hold the sword with his left hand, but this hand could not swing it flexibly.

Cole's sword was also very wet, and the fight looked like two children fighting. Snow looked at him in confusion, and saw Cole smiling at him. He couldn't help but feel grateful. It turned out that he didn't want to take advantage of others.

?

Maybe he should admit that Cole is a man with chivalry, at least better than that kid Robb. If Robb seizes such an opportunity, he must humiliate himself, of course there is no harm in it.

It's shameful to lose to such a person, Snow thought.

Unexpectedly, the other person spoke first, "Sir Alliser, I feel that I am no match for Jon Snow. Maybe you should hire someone else. As for the training, I won't bother with it."

That's right, even if Snow holds a sword in his left hand, Cole will be overwhelmed by it. Sure enough, he is far from a person who has been truly trained.

He turned around and saw Snow with a grateful face. He was a little confused, but he still said, "You are a powerful warrior, Jon Snow."

"You too, Cole."

It seems that he is not as arrogant as the legend says. He is indeed the protagonist and remains humble even when facing the weak.

He took this opportunity to see his own strength clearly, and he would try not to conflict with others in the future. As for the knights, screw him.

Handing back the sword, he walked up the spiral staircase a little lonely. It was a lie to say that he didn't want to become a master. No matter which world he was in, there was always the pursuit of fame and wealth, and the so-called game of power was exactly what he wanted.

The fight for these vulgar things?

This is a troubled world, and human lives are like nothing. But it is also an opportunity, and there are countless people who can take advantage of it to rise thousands of miles upward.

"Hey, it's not bad, little cook." A short man holding a wine bag came out from behind a wooden post.

"Lannister?"
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