The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 469 Scarier Than You Think

"Why do you think I am stronger than you? Wulfgar. To be honest, if you and I have the same conditions, I will never be your opponent!" The opening sentence is true, the story is all made up, and William feels like his childhood confidant Like a young lady, she warms the hearts of lost teenagers with professional mouth work.

Chicken soup for the soul is always the sweetest, because it can always satisfy the illusion you crave most, such as: I can do it too!I can fight back!She likes me too!So Wulfgar's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at William full of hope, longing for him to give him a fig leaf that could cover the wound in his heart.

William didn't do what he wanted directly, but asked about Wulfgar's experience in learning combat skills.The defensive barbarian did not refuse, and talked about his growth experience in a low tone.

There is nothing to say about Wolfe's youth. Although his father, Beornegar, was the leader of a certain barbarian tribe, Wulfgar did not receive preferential treatment because of this. He was just like most barbarians in the Northland. Like the boys in my life, he grew up fighting with boys his age or even older than him since he was sensible.

It wasn't until the 12-year-old Wulfgar was able to defeat a full-grown barbarian in a brawl that his father gave him an ax and a broken shield, and took the fledgling Wulfgar onto the battlefield, becoming A recruit of the Barbarian Marauders.

Later, Wulfgar's father died in the internal strife between the tribes, and he also became Bruenor's prisoner and adopted son in a failed plundering battle. Wulfgar learned to forge iron and wield a hammer from Bruenor.

To put it bluntly, Wulfgar's combat skills are almost all bought from the battlefield (or the brawling arena) with blood and pain, wild and ferocious, just like a beast of prey.

William nodded pretending to listen carefully and said, "Look! Wulfgar, this is the gap between you, me and Drizzt." He waved to the drow who had just returned with the camel team Well, Drizzt didn't come back alone, there was also their guide Salidalib, a bad guy from Memnon.

Wulfgar was a little unconvinced, he pointed at Drizzt who was running over, and said, "I know Drizzt is very strong, but you want to say that I am not as good as him? Humph—" he gestured Take a look at his big elbows, which are almost as thick as Drizzt's waist.

Drizzt, who leaned forward, only had time to hear Wulfgar's last words, and was immediately stunned, what are you two talking about, why are you targeting me, an honest man?

William smiled and motioned Drizzt to sit down as well, and join in the fun together.Then he said with a grin, "Drizzt, tell me about how you learned combat skills, so that Wulfgar can also open his eyes."

Drizzt was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, because he really didn't want to talk about his experience in the Do'Urden family of Menzoberranzan, especially when it involved one of the most important relatives of his boyhood.But at the instigation of curious melon-eating crowd Catti-brie (and, of course, the encouragement of Bruno's honesty), the drow finally revealed his little-known teenage apprenticeship.

"Since I was 16 years old, I have followed my teacher and my father, Zaknavan Do'Urden, to learn fighting skills for five years, and then I have studied fighting skills for ten years at the Fighting Wu Tower, um, basically follow Zaknafein is studying. What follows is some adventure and fighting process." Drizzt said something lightly, which greatly disappointed Catti-brie, who was full of expectations, including Wulfgar and Bruno.

William sneered and said, "Drizzt, tell me how your father taught you how to fight."

The four of them were stunned for a moment. Is there a need to talk about this kind of thing?However, under William's unquestionable gaze, Drizzt said dryly: "Zaknafein taught me how to hold a sword, how to swing a sword, the standard postures of various sword techniques, and the steps. Then he fought me , Teach me how to attack and defend, every time you defeat me, tell me my shortcomings and deficiencies.”

After listening to Drizzt's learning process, Bruno laughed and laughed directly: "Drow, I didn't expect you to have such a good baby experience! Hahaha! Reliable fighters are like rocks and iron ore Like stones, real steel can only be tempered through collisions! Sure enough, they are weak elves, so their swords are as weak as girls!"

That last sentence caused Catti-brie to roll her eyes quite a bit.

Drizzt also felt that he shouldn't have listened to William. Wasn't this deliberately causing him to be laughed at by his friends? !
William was about to be laughed at by these stupid birds, he said angrily: "A bunch of idiots! They are so stupid and hopelessly stupid! Don't you realize that Drizzt is the most powerful of you? Bruenor Warhammer, you are a king, and you are older than Drizzt, but Drizzt is enough to kill two Bruenors. I think you are as old as a dog!"

The dwarf was so angry that he jumped up, blowing his beard and staring, and said angrily: "Boy! You are insulting a king!"

William sneered and said, "Fart king! A bandit leader hiding in a small bunker has the guts to call himself king?! What a shameless boast!" As an outsider, William was one of the things that he disliked most about Faerun. It's just that in any place with big boogers, there are people who dare to call themselves kings with arrogance, but in fact they can't even be called grass-headed kings.

If he wasn't worried about Wulfgar, Bruenor would definitely have had a good fight with this annoying human kid, and let him know that King Warhammer is not a vegetarian.

William turned to Wulfgar after scolding the mindless Bruno, "Drizzt is stronger than all of you, there is no doubt about it. He is even stronger than the three of you combined, there is no doubt about it. There is a reason for this, Wulfgar."

"You should know that when a warrior is young, due to lack of experience, he can only fight with superior strength and physical strength. Wulfgar, you are the best proof of this. But when the warrior is old , his physical strength will decline sharply, and at this time he can only rely on experience and skills to fight."

Wulfgar said unconvinced: "But I can still kill those old warriors!"

William said angrily: "Idiot! If you replace those old fighters with young men with similar physical strength, you can even kill a group of them with your eyes closed. But when facing those old guys, do you dare to be careless?"

Wulfgar was dumbfounded. Indeed, when he faced those old fellows, he always had to be careful of their tricks. If he didn't pay attention, he might suffer a big loss.

William continued with a sinister smile: "Think again, a young man as strong as you, but with the wisdom and experience of an old man, how terrifying he would be? Do you dare to face him?"

Wulfgar really imagined this in his mind. In fact, this barbarian is not stupid. He has a better brain than most people, but his life experience is too poor.

Wulfgar thought for a while, but he broke out in a cold sweat. He said with lingering fear: "Are you kidding! Mr. William, where in this world would there be such a monster?!"

William pointed at Drizzt with a sneer, and then at himself.This time it wasn't just Wulfgar, Bruenor and Catti-brie also exclaimed that it was impossible, they were most familiar with Drizzt, but the drow couldn't be that kind of monster that defies common sense.

These elm heads are too stupid!
William said angrily: "You all know that learning spells needs to be under the strict guidance of an instructor to make progress. Don't you think about it, fighters also need the experience of their predecessors to guide them in combat?"

Bruno once again showed his stone-headed talent, and said without thinking: "Is it necessary? Isn't combat experience acquired after a few more fights?"

William felt that he could not continue to offend the dwarf, otherwise he would probably be angry, well, really angry, not an adjective.He continued: "If a young man wants to grow into a qualified fighter, he needs at least five years to hone his fighting instincts. And if he wants to become a master in the same way, he needs to continue to grow for at least 20 years. The premise is that he doesn't die halfway.

As a human being, how many 25 years do you have to consume? "

William's rhetorical question left Wulfgar speechless, including Catti-brie who also felt sympathetic, but Bruno muttered in a low voice: "I am a dwarf, and a dwarf can live for 400 years." ignore him.

William continued to ask: "Dizzy, what level is your father Zaknafein's martial arts in your hometown?"

Drizzt said proudly: "Zaknafein is the strongest warrior in Menzoberranzan, no one can match him in swordsmanship!"

"What about you? What was your level when you left?"

Drizzt was a little shy this time, and he whispered: "Except for Zaknafein, none of my compatriots is my opponent. I should be regarded as the second martial arts fighter in Menzoberranzan."

William said with emotion: "As expected! Your father spent hundreds of years growing up to be the number one expert in Menzoberranzan (this is just a casual trick of Wulfgar and others, don't take it seriously) , but it only took him 15 years to cultivate another Zaknafein, namely Drizzt!

Don't you understand?Drizzt's father gave Drizzt the condensed essence of his hundreds of years of combat experience in what the dwarves called a sissy way, allowing him to grow into a real man in a very short time. master.This is why Drizzt is stronger than all his brethren, and all of you! "

Wulfgar couldn't help being shocked when he heard this, and he asked eagerly: "What about you? Mr. William, you seem to be more terrifying than Drizzt, right?"

William smiled reservedly: "It's scarier than you imagined! Mr. Wulfgar, my heritage is even more legendary!"

(End of this chapter)