Arad's Sword

Chapter 30 The Sword Doesn't Matter

"Just because I'm the seller." Midi smiled lightly.

The old team leader who was originally in charge of cooperating had already stood aside, as if Midi was the owner of the caravan, and the top-quality long sword "Blade of the Soul" had also arrived in Midi's hands. With the skillful skills of the young boy, he spun back and forth, like a windmill, dazzling people.

"What about the seller? After we negotiate, we will naturally decide who will buy it..." Beryl said coldly.

"The so-called seller is not just buying and selling goods, but more importantly, entrusting the right things to the right people." Midi waved his hand directly, glanced at the young elf, and then said eloquently, "I see Although this Mr. Dilling is only at level 19 and has not changed his job yet, his quality and potential are indeed excellent, no matter in terms of level, the timing of his upcoming job change, or his personal ability. The best destination for the Blade of the Heart Ripper, so I decided to sell the weapon to him."

Dilling was instantly moved—as an ordinary patrol member, how had he ever received such encouragement and praise?What's more, the other party is a human being who is not related to him, but he is so protective of himself who is on the weak side, which makes him have no doubts about Midi's words.

"What did you say?" Beryl laughed loudly. "Dillin has great potential? Are you delusional, or are you just joking?"

"This is a fact, and I can guarantee it with my vision as a top swordsman." Midi's voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated into the ears of everyone present. In contrast, Beidi Riel's laughter, on the contrary, seemed a little bluff.

"Just you? You're just a level 20 human swordsman." The anger of the captain of the Gale Squad has been completely aroused.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Midi asked with a smile.

A level 26 elf swordsman in the Gale Squad who also used a long sword stepped out immediately, ready to fight, but the next moment, Midi gestured to him to stop.

"It's just you and me, let's compete, how about it?" Midi looked at Beryl, so calm that the elves felt chills, "Don't tell me that a level 28 archer can't even deal with a level 20 swordsman. "

Level 20, melee swordsman, human, each of these words is a kind of provocation for Beryl, who is a wandering archer.

"Very good, very good!" Beryl laughed back angrily, "Human, let me teach you a good lesson. When the time comes and you will be permanently disabled, don't have any resentment. But even if you resent, It won't work, will it?"

Midi raised her eyebrows, her tone was very flat: "You really talk a lot of nonsense, come on."

There are no extra words, and there is no need for any special venues. As long as you walk a little outside the village, anywhere can be regarded as a battlefield.Stand still on an open ground, the two of them are 30 meters apart, and there are countless elves watching the excitement in the distance, and the preparations for this temporary discussion are ready.

Midi glanced at the crowd, and soon saw that the ordinary patrol member named Dillin was indeed among them.If the elf wasn't there, the fight would be meaningless, but fortunately, the other party was obviously aroused by his previous words, and his eyes were even more excited.

"The battle has already begun, where are you still looking!" The captain of the Storm Squad shouted angrily, instantly took the arrow, opened the bow, filled the string, nocked the arrow, and shot!

There was only a "whoosh", and a stream of light passed by. It was the roaming gunner's skill, a headshot.

The flying arrow spun and shot towards Midi at an extremely fast speed, aiming at his shoulder.When the bow was fired, many elves in the crowd had already recognized the shooting technique, and there was a burst of exclamation.

But in the next moment, only a soft sound of "Dang" was heard, and Midi suddenly raised his long sword, lightly slammed it on his right shoulder, and with a flick of the sword, he slapped the arrow down like a mosquito.

"What!" Beryl's smile faltered.Directly intercepting with a sword, only experienced fighters who have experienced hundreds of battles can do this skill.Didn't expect Midi to be able to do it.

Isn't this guy only level 20?

The elf's expression became solemn in an instant. In front of so many compatriots, he didn't dare to make any mistakes, and immediately restrained his underestimation of the enemy just now. Then he raised the longbow in his hand, and his right hand kept flying, taking the arrow, opening Stringing and shooting arrows were repeated in one go like flowing water. In an instant, dozens of arrow feathers hit Midi from different directions like a torrential rain.

Roaming Archer's skills, random shooting.Originally, this is a gunner's wide-range skill, but for elves who are good at using bows, they can control the trajectory of each arrow, so that the arrow feathers that are fired at different times can reach an end point at the same time. Form a dense encirclement.

For melee-type occupations, the elf's blow was undoubtedly fatal.

There was the sound of howling arrows in his ears, and the rain of arrows was overwhelming in front of his eyes, and Midi still looked calm.For him who had been reborn, this kind of formation was too small, and it couldn't arouse even the slightest fluctuation in his heart.The desperation he experienced in his previous life has tempered his calm to cold state of mind.

In the attack from all over the sky, he staggered lightly, his whole body was like gliding, his speed was not fast, but his movement was full of rhythm.

The long sword in his hand was pointed out from time to time, and every time the sword was drawn out, an arrow feather would fly away from the oncoming arrow.

In this way, one person and one sword, like dancing in an inaudible melody, easily defuse the indiscriminate attack of the leader of the Gale Squad.When the last arrow was dodged, Midi was still unharmed, but the ground where he was standing just now was full of arrow feathers pierced into the soil, or arrow feathers that were shattered after being picked up.

The mess all over the floor was just like Beryl's mood.The elves around watching the battle were even more stunned.

It's not that they haven't seen someone who can resist random shots head-on, but it's either those knights in heavy armor in the human army who rely on shields and armor to receive attacks.Either it is an elemental mage with powerful firepower, who can directly destroy the arrow rain in mid-air with a range attack.

However, I have never seen someone like Midi who flashed by while strolling in the courtyard.

"It's my turn." Midi said, before she finished speaking, she rushed forward like a gust of wind.

Beryl turned around and immediately prepared to continue attacking. However, before letting go of the bowstring, he was surprised to find that Midi could see through his attacking intention!As soon as the bow was pointed, the black-haired boy had already avoided the shooting line simply and skillfully. In this way, Beryl's shot would be a miss, but if he didn't shoot, it would be impossible to stop Midi's approach.

To cum or not to cum?
This tangled thought lingered in Beryl's mind, but Midi had already arrived.

The bright long sword held by the black-haired boy exuded a chilling aura, like a fierce tiger rushing down from the top of a snow-capped mountain with sharp claws, blowing a terrifying icy wind, wanting to kill anyone it chooses. .

Beryl couldn't help shaking in his heart, and finally gave up shooting and began to retreat.The elf shuttled through the dense forest he was familiar with, using the elasticity of the branches to jump up on the canopy, using the dense leaves to cover up the traces, and shooting arrow feathers one after another from the gaps in the green leaves.

However, even if Beryl tried his best to use advanced skills such as continuous shooting in the air, he still couldn't help Midi.

None of the arrows could hit him. Most of the time, the elf's proud aim had no effect at all, and a few times, in order to save time, Midi would not choose to dodge, but used the long sword in his hand to attack him. To poke the arrow feathers of the elves.

It's as simple as picking apart leaves.

The attack had no interference effect, and soon, Midi narrowed the distance with the elf again, and this time, Beryl, who had been bouncing around in the forest for a long time, was not physically strong enough. .

This is also a common problem of elves, poor physical strength.

"Where should I hide?" Midi shouted loudly, adding more psychological pressure to the opponent, and at the same time advancing with the sword, the speed increased sharply again. to Beryl.

Beryl couldn't help his heart beating wildly. Only when he faced Midi did he know how powerful Midi was.

Although the speed and strength displayed by the skills used by the opponent so far are all at level 20, how many battles does it take to achieve this kind of skill, experience, and realm?
"It's just a mere human swordsman, how is this possible!" Beryl felt a sense of powerlessness and frustration in front of Midi's offensive, and his mind was seized by it.

But this is also a matter of course, one is just a flower who has shot and killed wild beasts and monsters, and is in the peaceful forest controlled by the Witch of Mist, while the other has experienced countless bloody battles of life and death, and has been reborn with persistent belief Ghost Swordsman.

The gap between the two is really a world of difference.

The next moment, Midi had already arrived at Beryl's side.Before the wandering archer could use his resistance skills like stepping and shooting, he had already flew forward, turned the long sword in his hand upside down, and the extremely hard hilt directly hit Beryl's handsome nose bridge, and instantly smashed The bridge of his nose collapsed, and blood gushed out from his nose, bringing up two lines of blood.

Beryl felt his eyes go dark, and then he felt dizzy for a while. It turned out that Midi kicked out again, directly kicking Beryl into the air.

The proud captain of the Gale Squad flew out in midair like a kite with a broken string, and then rolled to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.He was dizzy, staring at his eyes, his fine scales were already covered with dirt, his handsome face was twitching, his body seemed to be falling apart, everything hurt so much that he could only gasp!
"I'll sell this sword to you." The winner was already decided, and Midi didn't even look at Beryl again, and went directly to the crowd, to Dilin who was in an extremely emotional state, and then took the heart-breaking sword The blade was handed to him.

Dillin looked at the long sword he just got, feeling the coldness of the metal and the weight of the sword, and couldn't say a word.

The concentrated gazes and whispers from the onlookers around him put him under a lot of pressure.

And the angry gazes of Beryl and the Storm Team piercing from a distance made his whole body tense up even more.

But now Dilling is neither panic nor afraid, all he thinks about is Midi's overwhelming attack just now.

This is the real strong swordsman!The more Dillin thought about it, the more excited he became, and suddenly felt that the top-quality long sword in his hand was nothing.

"This is indeed a good weapon, don't let it down. But in my opinion, the sword is not important, what is important is how to make the hand holding the sword stronger." Midi patted him on the shoulder , leaving here, leaving only a mysterious and powerful figure in the eyes of the elves.

　It’s been a long time since I wrote about this kind of pretense of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in a calm and breezy way, but actually has a noble purpose and doesn’t even bother to communicate with the person who is slapped in the face. If you think it’s good, how about some recommendation tickets? O(∩_∩)O
　　By the way, by the way, in addition, congratulations in advance, Merry Christmas, all book lovers, whether you are going to the movies or burning people, please do your best tonight!
　　


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