Under the hazy night, a series of clashing sounds of weapons came one after another.
The two figures were fighting together, and countless swords and sword shadows created cold light. Every time they stepped on the ground, cracks would open and gravel would fly up. Every time the swords collided and sparks shot out, the atmosphere would be shaken.
The cry of endurance.
When Wuming actually launched an attack, Saber realized that she had basically no power to fight back except being passively beaten.
Whoosh~
Renn took another step forward and got close to her like a ghost. Along with Taotao's murderous intent, the magic knife slashed down with a whistling sound!
clang!
The swords clashed, creating a turbulent wave of air. Saber clenched her silver teeth to withstand the powerful and heavy blow, and took half a step back.
Ren's face was indifferent, his arm muscles bulged, and he injected the energy of the stars into the magic sword, and the sword's power changed instantly.
‘Soul Blade──Blood Slash’
Surrounded by boundless evil energy, the bright sword light tore through the night, blooming with deadly murderous intent. Like a falling meteorite, the magic sword carried a huge force and chopped at her head!
Before it even reached her body, the blade stung her skin.
clang!
Sparks flew out, and she raised her sword to intercept the fierce blow, but the huge impact made her body sink, and her boots sank into the soil.
The blade pressed down hard on the holy sword and slashed into her shoulder. With a swish sound, it brought up a stream of bright red blood!
When his strength was gone, Saber's eyes narrowed, and she endured the pain of the blade cutting into her shoulder muscles. She gritted her teeth and swung the magic knife away with her sword, and quickly retreated.
After quickly pulling away, she took a breath, with some doubts in her green eyes.
Ren raised the knife and looked at her with a smile on his lips:
"I have to say, your intuition is really useful. I just had three opportunities to chop off your head and pierce your heart twice, but you avoided them all in advance."
"Hmph, Knight Karen, don't underestimate people!" King Da Mao snorted, her swordsmanship was suppressed, and she was very unconvinced.
There was just one round of fighting, almost twenty rounds.
She was stabbed twice, one shallow and one deep. There was a blood mark on her left arm. It was just a small injury, but the one on her shoulder was more serious and had affected the strength of her arm.
Wu Ming didn't lie. He was generally used to her swordsmanship. He blocked every blow she struck with ease.
This is an exaggeration, but what really shocked Saber was that the other party's strength was about the same as hers, but when he actually moved his hands...
"With the same strength and magic release, the power of the slash is much stronger than mine. Why is this happening?" King Da Mao couldn't help but ask. This is not reasonable at all.
"It's just a little knife skills, not worth mentioning."
"Hmph, what little trick?"
"The form and spirit are unified, the sword and the mind are gathered in one place, the sword's movement and moves are integrated, and the force-generating techniques are coordinated... Forget it, you probably won't understand it even if I say it."
Seeing the confused look on her face, Ren said no more and raised the blood-stained blue-purple magic knife.
Whoosh~
He raised his sword and charged, leaping ten meters in a few steps. The magic sword and the holy sword clashed again, and the two fought together.
clang!
The sharp blades collided, and there was a clang of gold and iron.
Saber felt a sudden numbness in her arm, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She just thought that the injury to her shoulder affected her strength.
Clang, Clang, Clang~
After several more fierce exchanges, an invisible wave passed through the magic knife to her holy sword, and then vibrated her wrist muscles again and again.
Saber's wrist was slightly numb, but the symptom was so mild that she ignored it.
Ren's gaze was as deep as a pool of water. The magic sword struck the center of the holy sword's body continuously with a unique rhythm. The holy sword trembled slightly.
Finally, after a crisp clash of weapons.
Saber's face suddenly changed due to a sudden warning. Her wrist trembled slightly, and her tendons were temporarily paralyzed, making her unable to exert her strength.
‘Soul Blade──Onikiri”
At the moment when Daimao Wang's muscles were paralyzed, a ghostly sword suddenly appeared and slashed towards her neck.
Damn it, she endured the discomfort, tried her best to raise the holy sword, tried to block the sword, and subconsciously tilted her head back.
Swish──chi!
The sharp blade passed by the holy sword, and with a flash of light, a coquettish blood flower bloomed in the night.
Saber groaned and fought back Wu Ming with one sword.
She immediately took a few steps back and covered her right arm holding the sword with her left palm. The silver-white wrist guard there cracked, a knife wound was deep enough to show the bone, and blood seeped out from it.
"Miss Knight King, your swordsmanship is not bad. I thought I could knock out your weapon with one blow, but I didn't expect you to hold on to it reluctantly. Keep up the good work."
"Knight Karen, what did you just do?"
Saber looked confused. She was not beheaded by a knife because of her intuitive warning. However, in order to block this fatal blow, her arm was inevitably cut by the knife.
She didn't know what just happened.
Ren shook the magic knife, and a few drops of blood dripped from the blade.
Under the bright moonlight, he stood holding a knife, his temperament seemed indifferent, and there was a trace of smile on his face:
"The frequency, vibration... are accumulated to a certain level and then released. In short, it's just a little trick."
"Little tricks?"
Saber stared at him intently, frowning slightly. She felt that Wuming's sword skills were strange and did not resemble Western skills.
The opponent's sword skills were ferocious and fierce, with astonishing evil aura. Every move carried a majestic bloody murderous intention, which was extremely domineering.
But even though he was fighting to the death, fighting bloody battles, his eyes were still extremely clear, without a trace of ferocity. No matter how ferocious and brutal the moves on his hands were, his spirit was as pure and flawless as a blade or a bright mirror.
This was so strange, Saber's emerald eyes stared at him:
"Karen... you don't look like a Western knight at all. In terms of sword intent and moves, you look like an Eastern swordsman or a wandering swordsman."
"Oh, I was discovered by you, so what? It's true that I was once a knight, but I do know some Eastern skills."
Ren's dark pupils were extremely deep, with a faint smile on his face. He gently raised the blade with his arm, and the blade glowed with a cold light under the moonlight.
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When he was learning swordsmanship in White Tower City, the old knight who taught him said that his sword intention and ideas about moves were very special and completely different from others.
After joining the Knights of Thorns, the leader was also surprised when he discussed with him, and even specially corrected and gave him pointers.
But until now, Ren's sword intention and moves are still the core of the East.
"Blood Slash" attacks frontally and overwhelms people with force; "Crescent Moon" sweeps through thousands of armies and copes with the siege of many people; "Onikiri" is unpredictable and specializes in the enemy's weak points, and "Shadow Kill" can only be broken quickly...
Not a single move in his current sword skills is superfluous, and all the fancy skills have been discarded, leaving only the most practical moves.
These moves have integrated the essence of many worlds in terms of technique, but the sword intention still has typical oriental characteristics and is incompatible with the ideas of Western swordsmanship.
"How much identity do you have, this guy?"
Saber couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes. The longer they stayed together, not only did she not understand him better, but she became even less understanding of him.
"Not many, just a few. But your tenacity surprised me a little." Renn looked at her with burning eyes.
He realized that he had underestimated her before.
King Dumao was a little more difficult to deal with than he thought. With his skillful swordsmanship and keen intuition, he had plenty of ways to defeat him if they were used alone.
But when the two are combined into one, it is really difficult to win with one blow.
Arturia's swordsmanship was apparently learned from a retired knight, her adoptive father Ector.
But in fact, it was Merlin who taught her. The flower magician taught King Daimao the swordsmanship and the knowledge of being a king in his dream every night.
Merlin is a first-rate mage.
As we all know, mages have very strong swordsmanship, such as the dual-wielding mad battle with Gandalf. Merlin often bites his own tongue when chanting spells and casting spells, so his swordsmanship is superb.
Learning swordsmanship from him, Artoria's basic swordsmanship skills are very solid and she has rich combat experience.
The only disadvantage is that she is a king and cannot devote herself to studying swordsmanship. She has many things to do every day and distracts her energy. Her skills are not as good as those of some powerful swordsmen.
"Awesome, Miss Knight King, you are worthy of being a disciple of the famous Sword Master of Avalon. You really have two skills." Renn couldn't help but sigh.
King Da Mao was confused and asked very puzzledly: "Karen, Avalon... Sword Master? Who is it?"
Avalon was her lost scabbard, but she had never heard of the "Sword Master of Avalon".
"You don't know this? The Sword Master of Avalon is that old pervert Merlin... well, that old man." The truth almost blurted out, but Ren immediately changed his mind.
Merlin is not dead, he is just autistic. He also has EX level clairvoyance and is very good at spying. It is best not to say bad things about him.
What the hell???
"What sword master? Don't call me random names. Merlin is obviously a magician." King Da Mao couldn't help but explain.
"Yes, he is a first-class magician, and his swordsmanship is of course extraordinary. Otherwise, how could he be a knight with just one sword?
Unlike a second-rate mage like me, it would be difficult to defeat a knight like you in close combat."
King Da Mao: “…………”
Have no idea what he is talking about.
"Knight Karen, let's continue!"
The Daimao King stopped thinking about it and shouted. Even though he was injured in many places, he still looked full of energy.
"You still haven't given up? Your blood has been spilled all over the floor. I really can't bear to continue killing you." Renn smiled.
"Huh, don't be so proud, I'm almost used to your sword skills!"
"Yeah?"
Saber raised the holy sword, took a deep breath, and suppressed all the pain on her body. Her whole body was like a divine sword unsheathed, exuding a clear sword intent.
She knew that she had been badly hurt, and she could not continue to waste her life like this, otherwise she would definitely lose.
She happened to have a rough understanding of the opponent's sword skills. This time, she mustered up her energy, got rid of all distracting thoughts, and gave it a try with all her strength!
Huhu~
The wind howled, and the holy sword in Saber's hand bloomed with golden light in the whirlwind. The breeze gradually dispersed, revealing the gorgeous and noble true appearance of the King's Sword.
Wu Ming had dispelled the Wind King barrier on the magic knife before, and she made a last ditch effort. She didn't want to take advantage of him!
"Knight Karen, let's show off!"
"King of Knights, let me show you what a real magic sword is."
Renn also suppressed his smile, his gaze was as high as the night sky, and the magic knife in his hand emitted wisps of cold light.
The two looked at each other, the fighting spirit in their eyes becoming more and more intense, and the invisible sharp energy stirred between each other, echoing the chilling cold wind in early winter.
The onlookers also held their breath, and they also knew that the winner would be determined between the two at this moment.
The next moment, the two of them ran towards each other at the same time.
Two figures passed through the forest clearing like lightning. In an instant, the strong wind blew back, the holy sword roared softly, the magic sword trembled slightly, and the swords clashed together in an instant!
boom!
The awe-inspiring fighting spirit collided brazenly, the sharp sword light and sharp sword energy were rampant, and bursts of dazzling sparks flashed in the void!
The figures intertwined, forming a storm that stirred the atmosphere, swords slashed and slashed, and the bright blade lights intertwined.
A touching look flashed in Saber's eyes, and she felt as if her blood was burning. The heart of the red dragon continuously transmitted magic power to her limbs and bones, giving her endless power to wield the holy sword.
The ever-victorious king has displayed his swordsmanship in the battlefield for more than ten years vividly.
She struck out with one sword after another, with incomparable skill, like dancing in a storm. Her condition was unprecedentedly good, and she even suppressed him for a time.
But the good times didn't last long. In her perception, Wuming's sword skills and sword intent changed, and they changed again and again.
Sometimes the swordsmanship is smart and elegant, with each move appearing full of vigor and vitality; sometimes it is unbridled and wanton, giving people a feeling of passion; sometimes it is ferocious and brutal, full of violence...
In the sword's will, there is firm protection, venting of resentment, determination to pursue freedom, pride to dominate the world, and tyranny to slaughter all living beings...
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It's as if he has had many identities, each one his own.
She began to fall into disadvantage.
She had just become familiar with his sword skills, and now it was changing again and again, which naturally made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Saber also wanted to defeat him in one go, but it was useless. No matter how hard she swung her sword, what moves she used, or even exchanged injuries for injuries, she could not defeat him.
No matter how his sword skills and intentions changed, he always maintained a clear and tranquil heart, and his eyes were as calm as the stars in the sky.
The transparent heart is content and motionless.
While Saber was surprised, she also gradually felt helpless.
His whole person blends into nature like an invisible breeze, or is as high and unreachable as the blue sky.
Even if her sword can kill thousands of troops, how can it kill a breeze or a piece of sky?
Moreover, as the number of her attacks increased, he seemed to see through everything and could block her attacks with a single slash.
No matter how she changed her tactics, he seemed to be able to detect it in advance and resolve it easily.
By now, Wu Ming no longer seemed to be blocking her, but rather guiding her on how to draw the sword.
Every change is under his control.
Her biggest achievement was that she scratched him twice with her sword at the beginning. The blade could barely break through his armor, leaving only superficial wounds.
"you……"
Saber finally realized what a powerful swordsman the knight in front of her was. No wonder Lancer was almost beaten by him and was unable to fight back.
The mind, body, skills, energy, momentum, and sword skills are at their peak, and the moves are seamlessly connected without a single flaw.
This is so ridiculous. Such a guy, such a powerful swordsman, is actually Caster. She has doubts about life.
After one burst of strength, it weakened again and again, and finally exhausted, blood seeped out from the previous wounds, and her breath and condition inevitably began to decline.
when it drops to a certain critical point.
‘Soul Blade──Killing Shadows’
Time and space seemed to have stagnated, a knife cut through the void, and three bright knife lights suddenly appeared at the same time, like bright flowers blooming in the night, with deadly grace!
Crazy warning.
Saber's pupils shrank, and the hair on her body stood on end. Of course she knew this move, and was careful to guard against it.
But when she really faced it, she knew what despair was.
So what if she knew, three knives were slashing at her at the same time, from three directions, one slashing her head, one slashing her neck, and one slashing her waist. How could she stop them all?
It's not an illusion, it's all real.
This multi-dimensional twisting phenomenon involves the realm of second magic and is a veritable magic knife!
She only had one sword, and it was in poor condition, so she couldn't block it all.
Poof~
The sword flashed and blood spurted out. Saber knelt on the ground with one knee, covering her belly that was almost disemboweled.
"Saber!" Irisviel on the side couldn't help but exclaimed.
She held herself up with her sword, with a painful expression on her face. Before she could react, the magic knife was already placed on her white neck, and the sharp blade made her body stiffen.
"Miss Knight King, you are defeated."
A clear voice rang in her ears. Saber stooped for a while, then raised her head stubbornly and stared at him.
Ren's breathing was very steady, his eyes were clear, and there was no trace of fatigue at all, but a sense of exuberance.
It's like the state after exercising moderately for a while.
Saber bit her red lips subconsciously, sighed, looked at him with complicated eyes, and said softly:
"Knight Karen, you win."
This was the first time in her life that she was defeated miserably after she pulled out the sword in the stone, and she lost completely.
In a competition between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, except for the auxiliary skills of intuition and eye, neither party used any other means, but she lost.
Ren just nodded slightly and put away the magic knife. The two of them still looked at each other and neither of them spoke.
After a long time, Saber finally asked:
"Knight Karen, no, swordsman Wu Ming, do you have any inherent skills related to swordsmanship?"
She was also belatedly aware that the opponent's slashing power was not only stronger than hers under the same conditions, but also that his moves could not be adapted to her, and his mental state was also very strange.
"Yes, it's called Master of Swordsmanship." Renn grinned. In fact, this was his real core ability.
Sword Master (A), a composite ability.
1. Skills honed over time (B): Able to swing the sword from any position without taking any stance, and greatly increase the power of cutting.
2. Experience along the way (B): No matter how many times you repeat the same moves against the same opponent, the opponent will not be able to fully adapt to it. On the contrary, you can quickly become familiar with most of the opponent's sword skills.
3. Indestructible Will (B): Clarifies the quiet heart of the swordsman, and is immune to or significantly weakened by illusions, charms, dizziness and other mental side attacks or negative states.
4. Sublimation of the clear mind and nature (B): Through meditation, sitting still, etc., you can improve your own knowledge of sword skills and recover your mental and physical strength quickly.
This is also the only ability that the original system gave an evaluation for:
After six years of ups and downs, his sword skills have become successful.