Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf

Hearing this, Arestor was stunned.

The training ground suddenly became noisy.

The apprentices whispered, mostly about whether they were optimistic or pessimistic, and who would win or lose.

Erni, Kral and the other seven members of the Demon Hunting Corps suddenly changed from negative to excited.

In Kaer Morhen, except for a few people like Vesemir, they were the only ones who knew about the magic and power of Aylin.

Even at some levels of Aylin's true strength, even Vesemir had never understood.

For example.

As if it were a divine revelation, the perception of skills suddenly rose to a higher level, which they named the special phenomenon of "the gaze of the demon hunter's eyes".

This is closely related to Aylin, the leader.

In the first half of this year, the seven people tried countless times to trigger this effect when Aylin was not in Kaer Morhen.

They even joined together to ask Master Arestor to take them to hunt rare monsters such as the demon spirit and the small fog demon around Kaer Morhen.

They didn't know how many common monsters like water ghosts were killed by them.

But not once!

No matter how advanced the monsters they hunted were, they never triggered the "eye of the demon hunter's gaze" again.

This made the image of Ailin in their hearts more mysterious and powerful in the past six months, with repeated failures.

If it weren't for this self-attack.

How could a leader of the same age as them, who had been away for much longer than he had stayed, make them believe so much.

They were even willing to defend him and speak for him spontaneously at that embarrassing moment just now.

Therefore.

When the other demon hunter apprentices were still doubting, Erni, Klar and the other seven people had firmly believed that the final winner must be their leader Ailin.

However, they didn't rush to refute the doubtful voices coming from all around.

Instead, with a sense of superiority like a prophet, they watched the commotion among the apprentices with a cold eye and memorized some of their faces.

Of course.

These faces only accounted for a very small number of apprentices.

The effect of the water ghost's heart essence on the survival rate of the grass trial, the reform of the high mountain trial with a very high mortality rate, and the superior effects of sword oil, new magic signs and potions in actual combat, etc., there are too many traces of Aylin in Kaer Morhen.

Since that batch of demon hunter apprentices, all the later ones have benefited from Aylin's existence.

It's just more or less.

It is precisely because of these traces.

Although most apprentices have not enjoyed the "gaze of the demon hunter's eyes", they also have a good impression and gratitude for Aylin, a senior who has never met.

Otherwise.

The apprentices who are only two or three years older than Aylin are all at the age of competing for strength.

When they heard the words that slandered Aylin just now, it was impossible to avoid them deliberately, but they just communicated with each other through eye contact.

Of course.

There must be voices of deliberate denial, instigation, and jealousy.

There are all kinds of people.

As long as the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds.

After hearing Arlin's declaration of counterattack, Vesemir felt relieved.

"Yes, it's not enough to drink the giant ghoul decoction and blizzard now. As long as Arlin asks, Arestor will definitely not refuse." He thought.

But after waiting for several seconds.

Vesemir found that Arlin had no intention of walking to the sidelines.

"What's going on?"

"What is Arlin thinking about?"

After being stunned, Arestor was also thinking about this question.

Could it be that when fighting with him, the young and immature junior on the opposite side actually had the mind to preserve his strength?

Thinking of this, the anger of being underestimated rushed from the heart to the brain.

"Humph~" Arestor snorted coldly, "Then let's try..."

Before the voice fell.

Arestor stomped on the ground suddenly, like a tiger enraged by prey, rushing down the mountain again with the whistling mountain wind.

The ferocious and angry face quickly enlarged in Arlin's azure pupils.

This speed was much faster than what Arestor showed in the last round.

The distance between the two demon hunters was at least 20 meters, which was almost quickly passed in the blink of an eye.

Although he looked extremely angry, Arestor was extremely calm in his heart.

Although Ailin's words were too arrogant.

But from his past experience, he was not without the ability to surprise Arestor.

Potions, props, signs, swordsmanship...

Where is his confidence?

The brain was working quickly and thinking.

The dark golden cat pupils observed back and forth at the knees, abdomen, wrists, and shoulders, unwilling to miss any changes.

"Shua——"

The sound of the wind was like a ghost, whistling in the ears.

Arestor had rushed half of the way and had not found anything special.

His opponent faced his unstoppable charge, just like a demon hunter who had just come down the mountain and was scared by the demon spirit, and stood still.

"Is this kid Alin bragging?"

A thought flashed through his mind and disappeared quickly.

He didn't believe that the demon hunter praised by Vesemir would be as useless as his apprentice Sally.

Countless guesses and countermeasures were selected in his mind in a very short time.

At a certain moment.

Aristo had a flash of inspiration.

"Could it be that this kid needs time to accumulate confidence?"

When this idea came to him, Aristo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes.

Thinking of the long chanting steps of the Ice Spear Curse compared to ordinary seals, Aristo consciously found the key.

The force under his feet increased again, and the speed that was already like an afterimage accelerated again.

Due to this huge force, the sandy ground of the training ground was lifted up.

Small pieces shot out to the rear, and then quickly turned into misty smoke due to uneven air resistance in mid-air.

Extraordinary momentum.

Although I really wanted to see what Ailin's confidence was, he acted too arrogant.

He even thought about saving a hand for him.

Thinking of the casual expression on Aylin's face after his reminder, Aristo became furious.

At this moment.

He had rushed within five steps of Aelin.

"You lose, Aelin!"

Taking advantage of the huge inertia of rushing forward, Aristo's front toe just lightly tapped the ground.

The whole person was like a tornado full of energy, whistling and spinning with the fierce wind.

Just during the first rotation.

"Bang!"

The tip of the steel sword had pierced the air and emitted a sonic boom, and the chaotic air flow wrapped around the sword body.

Look past.

It was as if the hard steel was twisting due to the difficulty of supporting such force.

And this is only the first time he spins.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two consecutive steps and two spins.

Due to the fierce friction with the air, the tip of the sword even glowed faintly red, like a soldering iron heated red by a blazing flame.

This is Aristo's proud special skill - Spin Slash, which he mastered from the Wolf School's two-handed sword.

once.

He relied on this unique skill to kill his first large monster, the Fork-tailed Dragon.

But at that time, he could only take one step and spin twice.

Now as we grow older, our physical fitness is no longer as fast as it was when we were young, but the improvement in skills brought by time is immeasurable.

Actually.

Even the current three-step and three-turn body is still not his limit.

But he couldn't raise it any higher. The normal Quinn shield couldn't block his attack, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold it back.

Although the demon hunter in front of him was a little unhappy now, Aristo had no intention of killing him.

"call out--"

Amid the explosion, the tip of the long sword was already covered in a layer of hazy white mist that glowed red.

Cutting through the air, he suddenly chopped off his head.

Aristo turned around at the last moment and quickly looked into Aylin's eyes, ready to control his strength and deflect the sword's direction at any time.

He originally thought that when Aylin saw this sword strike, not to mention fear, at least he would be subconsciously panicked.

but.

When his eyes touched those blue cat eyes, he found that it was calmer than the Killer Lake under the majestic snow-capped mountains. Gu Bo was not surprised.

Why?

Aristo was stunned for a moment, feeling strange.

But the slashing sword did not stop.

The misty wind wrapped in the sword had already taken the first step, blowing Aylin's hair away and scattering it behind him.

Then……

Just when the tip of the long sword was less than one meter away from Aylin...

Aristo saw a red light suddenly light up in the blue pupils.

When he thought it was some kind of illusion and was ready to deflect the sword tip...

"boom--"

A coercion stronger than that of the Fork-tailed Dragon suddenly burst out from in front of him. The strong sense of crisis made Aristo's hair stand on end. Adrenaline secreted and his heart subconsciously pumped a large amount of blood.

The strength of the long sword held in both hands suddenly increased a bit.

not good!

When Aristo came back to his senses, he had no time to think about where the sudden strong pressure came from.

The long sword that made a roaring sound was unstoppable and hit the childish demon hunter in front of him at a speed that even he could not control, as if he was desperately trying to destroy everything in front of the sword.

By the time Aristo wanted to take control, it was already too late.

But……

Do you really need him to control it?

"Buzz~"

The school badge on his chest trembled crazily.

A giant giant monster with golden hair suddenly appeared in front of him.

Compared to this, Aristo felt like he was just an ant.

"Yir..."

The moment he saw the giant monster, everything in the world seemed to resonate with a strange roar.

Majestic.

The next moment.

The illusion is not over yet.

A huge force like an avalanche twisted the air and suddenly rolled over in front of him.

Aristo only subconsciously resisted for a moment before he was instantly ejected and rushed back into the smoke and dust he brought with him.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After two consecutive steps and another spin, he released the force and the inertia of his own spin attack.

Aristo waved away the smoke before he could see clearly what was happening.

"...ulr..."

Another weird roar sounded from very close.

Furious and barbaric.

The strong pressure also suddenly disappeared at the same time as the roar appeared.

But Aristo felt creepy instead, and a chill penetrated directly from his tailbone to his scalp.

The huge smoke and dust in front of me covered the sky and rolled up like waves, as if there was some terrible monster hiding in the fog that was about to appear.

"Damn it!" Feeling his heart trembling slightly, Aristo cursed in his heart, "Am I afraid?"

He wanted to deny this idea, but he had to face the strong sense of fragmentation and strangeness coming from everywhere in his body.

It seems that I have returned to the time when I was an ordinary demon hunter apprentice. The demon hunter order fell apart, and only a few people in the entire school were looking for a place to stay under the leadership of Chief Soy.

But he didn't expect to encounter a terrifying and bloody dragon on the road.

Under the power of the dragon.

All the limbs and bones seemed to have their own thoughts, and the shame of not listening to his control was still fresh in his memory even after hundreds of years.

For many days after the red dragon was killed by the chief, he forced himself to stand in front of the dragon's terrifying head, which was twice as tall as himself, and looked directly into its damned dragon eyes that exuded coercion.

Only then did he recover from the panic.

And now.

The disappearing pressure actually gave him a different feeling of fear.

"Aelin, what did you do?"

An idea flashed through my mind.

Aristo's nerves were tense to the extreme, and he could no longer bear the faint fear of confronting the unknown terror.

The magic power in the body flows rapidly.

Bend the middle finger of your right hand and push forward suddenly.

Seal of Alder.

The strong fluctuations directly blew away the churning smoke and dust in front of him, revealing the empty brown ground, as well as the witcher apprentice who was caught off guard and had sand blown into his face in the distance, but still tried his best to open his eyes and look at the training ground.

Vesemir also stood there, looking at him in surprise.

"Where's Aylin?" Aristo was stunned for a moment.

The next moment.

"call out!"

A violent sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

When did you run behind you?

Why can't I feel any movement?

…

The moment he heard the sound of breaking through the air, countless thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, but his body had no time to react, so he could only try his best to turn his head and look.

But before he could fully look back.

"Bang!"

The irresistible force directly hit the quadratus femoris muscle, shattering Aristo's Kun shield.

The light golden magic glow flickers.

"Chi~"

Before the shield-shattering shock wave could erupt, Aristo was directly pulled out of the field by the force, piercing the whistling air and shooting straight towards the wide-eyed Visser on the sidelines like a sharp arrow. Mir.

The scenery on both sides passed quickly, forming afterimages.

When the force hit Quen's seal, it had actually retained its force and did not destroy Aristo's control of his body.

Therefore, he had the opportunity to adjust his body shape in mid-air and stop.

But the stubborn Aristo did not seize this opportunity. Instead, he adjusted his posture and tried his best to look back even if his center of gravity was completely unbalanced.

He wanted to know who had defeated him.

Without relying on any simple logical reasoning or subsequent inquiries, at this moment, he used his own eyes to see "him" for the first time——

The one who left him unaware, unable to fight back, and was defeated off guard.

then.

He saw it.

Under the thicker smoke and dust, it is difficult to distinguish the gray areas...

Sapphire, shining with an ominous red light of coquettish rage...