I have countless protagonists and guardian spirits

Chapter 121
"Come on, watch me use it first."

Annabeth said something to Ding Gong, then took two steps to the side with a serious expression, and began to swing the sword again and again under the watchful eyes of Ding Gong.

Ding Gong watched 'seriously' from the side.

Well, what to say.

This swordsmanship does not look as elegant and cool as martial arts swordsmanship. It is more like the fighting technique of soldiers fighting in close quarters on the battlefield. They don't pay attention to good looks and just kill the enemy.

Of course, it doesn't mean that this sword technique is more powerful than martial arts sword technique.

It's just that kind, that kind of battlefield swordsmanship that is very suitable for mortal soldiers to learn. It pays attention to killing with one sword, clean and tidy without muddling.

If you simply look at the strength of the moves, it must be the martial arts swordsmanship that is more powerful, after all, it is used by warriors with internal strength.

If it is an ordinary person, even if he has learned swordsmanship, he will not be able to exert a little bit of power.

As the saying goes, from the great to the simple, Ding Gong will not underestimate this swordsmanship.

When reading novels before, Ding Gong had seen a kind of swordsmanship called "drawing swordsmanship", which pursued extreme speed and paid attention to killing with one blow.

Sword drawing, unsheathing and putting into the sheath, clean and neat, without muddling at all.

In terms of power, it is much stronger than some fancy swordsmanship.

...

Stab, chop, cut, tease...

One after another, clean and neat sword moves were swung by Annabeth.

Ding Gong narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly mastered the sword skills taught by Annabeth.

Don't forget that Ding Gong himself has mastered many martial arts and swordsmanship. After switching to the God of War Atlas, he even obtained the buff of martial arts.

What's more, in terms of subtlety, this swordsmanship is far inferior to martial arts swordsmanship.

After a few minutes.

Annabeth put away her sword and stood, looked at Ding Gong and asked:

"How about it, how much do you remember?"

Ding Gong smiled and said: "Fortunately, I should remember everything."

"I don't remember much... what!"

At first, Annabeth thought that Ding Gong didn't remember much, but she suddenly realized that she was slightly taken aback, and opened her mouth, with a look of surprise in her sapphire-like eyes:
"You said you remembered everything?"

"Yes."

Ding Gong nodded confidently, and saw that Annabeth was not convinced, so he said, "In that case, let me demonstrate it."

"This……"

Hearing this, Annabeth paused, blinked and took a deep look at Ding Gong. Seeing Ding Gong's confident and calm appearance, she nodded and said:

"Okay, show it off and let me see."

When the nearby people heard the conversation between Ding Gong and Annabeth, they were also surprised and suspicious, and couldn't help but stop their movements and look over.

Although the physical fitness of the descendants of the divine blood is extraordinary, and other aspects are stronger than ordinary people, it is still not easy to perform a set of swordsmanship a few times just by watching it once.

At least among so many descendants of the gods and blood, there are only a dozen people who can do it, and the fathers or mothers of these people are the top bosses in the gods.

And Annabeth is naturally one of them. As the daughter of Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, her talent is among the top batch of mixed blood.

Ding Gong naturally noticed the gazes around him, but he didn't pay attention. Instead, he put the round shield on the ground, took two steps with the iron sword and began to practice swordsmanship.

One chop, one cut.

One stab, one pick.

Move with the sword, circle around the body left and right.

...

After practicing a set of swordsmanship, everyone around looked at Ding Gong with different eyes, and some people even had a bit of respect and admiration in their eyes.

Because they found that Ding Gong used it very well after just reading it once, even a little more elegant than Annabeth, and there was nothing less decisive in it.

If they didn't know that Ding Gong is just a newcomer who just came here, they might think that Ding Gong has lived in the mixed blood camp for a long time.

And he is also the kind of master who has practiced swordsmanship to the point of being a master.

"Amazing……"

Annabeth looked at Ding Gong's perfect use of swordsmanship, and the brilliance appeared in her blue eyes, and she couldn't help admiring secretly in her heart.

Ding Gong's talent is beyond her imagination, even she can't match it, I really don't know what kind of god Ding Gong's father or mother is.

"Well, it's okay."

After the rehearsal, Ding Gong looked at Annabeth with a faint smile.

"Yes, you are basically ready for actual combat."

Annabeth also showed a smile on her face, she nodded and affirmed Ding Gong's standard, and her attitude seemed a little closer.

Most people don't hate good people.

Seeing the joyful emotions emerging in her heart, the smile on Annabeth's face faded away, her eyes intertwined with those of Ding Gong, and she sent an invitation to Ding Gong:
"Let's fight."

"no problem."

Facing the gracious invitation of the beautiful woman, Ding Gong did not refuse.

"Ha~"

As soon as the words finished, Annabeth uttered a soft shout, stepped out, and slashed down with the iron sword in her hand.

Facing Annabeth's attack, Ding Gong's expression remained unchanged. He swung his iron sword to block the incoming iron sword, then stepped forward, and the iron sword slashed towards Annabeth.

And Annabeth retreated, changed her moves, and then stabbed Ding Gong's arm with the iron sword.

The iron sword was blocked, and the two swords collided.

clang clang clang.

Clang clang.

Ding Gong and Annabeth fought back and forth, and even participated in close combat in addition to the swordsmanship competition.

"come on! Come on."

And those people on the side watched it wonderfully, and some were even shouting and cheering, the excitement on their faces was just like the melon-eating crowd.

Three or four minutes later, Ding Gong used a little force, caught the opening and knocked down the iron sword in Annabeth's hand, and then rushed forward, placing the iron sword on her shoulder.

Seeing the iron sword on her shoulder, Annabeth had a look of astonishment on her brows, as if she didn't expect that she would be defeated by Ding Gong.

"You are defeated."

Ding Gong smiled slightly, and then moved the iron sword away.

"not yet……"

However, Annabeth's astonishment dissipated suddenly, her eyes flashed, she stepped close to Ding Gong, raised her right hand and pressed her elbow to Ding Gong's chest.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

Seeing that Ding Gong's expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his left hand and grabbed Annabeth's arm, and put the iron sword in his hand on her shoulder again.

"You lost again."

Ding Gong looked at her with a smile.

Annabeth: "..."

She tried to draw her hand, but found that Ding Gong's hand was very strong, and there was an iron sword on her shoulder. Annabeth rolled her eyes and could only say:
"Okay, I lost."

Seeing Annabeth admitting defeat, Ding Gong smiled slightly, let go of her fist, then retracted the iron sword and took two steps back.

At this time, the two were a little close, and the distance was not more than fifty centimeters.

Seeing that Annabeth had conceded defeat, the surrounding melon-eaters immediately gasped in surprise:

"Annabeth actually lost, what is the origin of this newcomer?"

"It's amazing, and it's so handsome."

"Is he really new here? Why is he stronger than us?"

(End of this chapter)