Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 84 Soft Sword

No one would believe it if I told him that an unarmed mage who didn't even have a wand could chase down a warrior wearing a full set of magic armor.

With that set of magic armor and the enchanted long sword, Count Mujik was able to compete with a warrior with fourth-level fighting spirit, and had a great chance of winning.

Under Alphonse, he was like a mouse being played with by a cat, exhausted.

Count Wolf finally understood why Alphonse didn't need to borrow his sword.

The sharpness and sturdiness of the two lightsabers were no worse than the magic sword in Count Mujik's hand, and they looked even stronger.

Count Mujik could only parry and had no power to fight back. He was already complaining endlessly and felt extremely aggrieved.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat Mia, that's a level of fighting spirit that can't be compared.

But against Alphonse, who was constantly using various strange moves, he had no resistance at all and could only retreat again and again.

I saw ripples on the armor being hit continuously, and the light contained in it kept flickering and extinguishing.

Count Mujik knew that this was a sign that the magic circle on the armor had been excessively consumed. If it continued to be worn like this, the attached 'shock-absorbing' magic circle would probably collapse.

With a fierce attack, he immediately activated the 'Wind Speed' enchanted on the armored boots.

The body brought out an afterimage and quickly dodged out.

He turned around like lightning, approached Alphonse from the side again, and struck his neck with a sword.

"I thought you wanted to escape."

Alphonse smiled lightly, turned around lightly, pointed his tail finger towards the edge of the sword.

But before he could touch it, a thin stream of bright silver sword energy shot out from his tail finger.

Like a spiritual snake, it wrapped around the blade of the sword and coiled up with incomparable speed.

The harsh cutting sound sounded sharply, and the strong tremor made it impossible for the blade to advance even an inch.

Not only that, the huge force caused by the vibration also made Count Mujik unable to hold the sword in his hand.

Seeing that the strange sword energy was about to wrap around his palm, Count Mujik hurriedly let go, abandoned his sword, and quickly retreated back.

But how could Alphonse allow him to come and leave as he pleased? With a swipe of his tail finger, another agile and elegant sword energy quickly pursued him.

Count Mujik retreated quickly, but the sword energy was faster.

It immediately wrapped around his body like a rope.

The teeth-piercing cutting sound could not be stopped, and the surface of the armor was like water, with ripples rippling in circles.

Count Mujik staggered and roared repeatedly, but he was unable to break free from the restraint formed by the sword energy.

The trembling force made it impossible for him to maintain normal running.

These two light sword energies are also one of the moves of the Xiantian Wuxiang Sword, called Soft Sword.

As the name suggests, the sword energy is gentle and erratic, and can be used to slash and cut the opponent.

Like the main sword, there are two sword styles.

One style is called the ten-sided front flow, which covers a larger area. The sword energy will fly out and attack the enemy.

The other style is a soft edge that corrodes the bones, just like a maggot on the tarsal bone. It will not let go until the sword energy dies.

Alphonse was not sure what the extra attributes obtained by the soft sword were, but he found that the sword energy had changed color. It should have been white, but turned into silver.

Other changes appear to be minor and require further exploration.

The brilliance of Count Mujik's armor suddenly dimmed.

Sparks flew.

The sword energy of the soft sword has already cut through the magic circle on the armor, causing iron filings to fly.

Alphonse chased after him like a gust of wind. However, the method used is no longer the Spiritual Monkey's 100-Change Body Technique.

The speed is faster, but also more elegant.

Like a feather blown by the wind.

Mia was stunned for a moment. She could clearly see that a faint sky-blue light shone under Alphonse's feet. The light looked very much like a sword.

Footwork propelled by wind-type airflow?

Count Mujik could no longer restrain himself from howling miserably.

The sparks splashed on the armor turned into blood flowers.

But his life should not be cut off. The sword energy of the soft sword cut through the armor and was almost gone.

But Alphonse appeared behind him like a ghost, pressing out his palm lightly, as if there was no force at all.

Just like gently caressing a lover, he pressed extremely softly on Count Mujik's back.

puff!

Count Mujik's blood spurted out from the gap in the knight's helmet. He could no longer stand still and staggered forward.

"Stop! The duel is over! That's it!" Count Aosta shouted loudly.

Although he had his own little thoughts, he couldn't just watch Count Mujik die in front of him.

Alphonse did not pursue any further, and stood calmly on the spot.

The attendant who followed Count Mujik quickly ran forward and helped him up.

Earl Wolfe also breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps Alphonse came with only Mia, the escort knight, because he had the intention of compromising.

If he really kills Count Mujik in public, it will definitely be a fight to the death with the Mujik family.

That was a scene Count Wolf didn't want to see.

The other earls watching the battle definitely didn't have a good impression of him either.

At this time, the powerful power displayed by Alphonse was enough to make people fearful.

Little did he know that Alphonse had already secretly killed him.

The other party holds deep malice towards him, so of course he must be completely destroyed.

Only death can block all variables.

Killing Count Mujik in a duel was not a good idea, but it did not mean that Alphonse had no other ways to achieve his goal.

The one he used was the Moon Eclipse Floating Soul Hand, which had been able to cause damage to Faerun through magic armor before he had fully mastered the second level of the innate formless magic skill.

Now that he has advanced to the third level of Xiantian Wuxiang Divine Skill, his skill has greatly improved, and it is not just as simple as making Count Mujik vomit blood.

The dark energy has penetrated into his heart, and Count Mujik will die in at least seven days.

"I hereby declare that Baron Tartarus wins!" Count Aosta announced the result, then turned to the panting Count Mujik and said, "Count Mujik, your heir has tainted the Tartarus family. He deserves the honor of acknowledging his guilt and making compensation!”

Count Mujik only felt a tightness in his chest and shortness of breath. He was very lucky to have saved his life in the duel.

Hearing what Count Aosta said, although he was unwilling, he could not give up his precious son, who was his only bloodline. "Faerun is indeed an unforgivable sin, but I am willing to pay a ransom of 20,000 gold coins to redeem his Life, after he wakes up, I will also take him to the Cold Wind Territory and ask him to kneel down and apologize to Baron Tartarus!"

Had he not been defeated in the duel, Count Mujik would never have been willing to pay such a high amount of compensation.

Unfortunately, it is no longer his turn to have the final say.

Count Aosta turned to Alphonse, "Baron Tartarus, are you satisfied with this solution?"

Alphonse smiled calmly, "Okay."

The goal has been achieved, it doesn't matter how you compensate.

　Well, I borrowed Qi Ye’s picture, thank you Qi Ye for your kind demonstration~~~~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)