Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 59 The Defects of Oneself

Ding!
You have cultivated through unremitting efforts:

Gain experience points: 300 points!
Obtain practice points: 50 points!
……

Along with the heat in the body spreading to the whole body, it instantly dissipated the coldness accumulated in Thorne's body overnight.

Thorne slowly opened his bright eyes, showing a state of full energy.

As a potion for treating serious injuries worth 500 gold coins, its effect has been perfectly demonstrated on Thorn's body.

The stitches on his shoulder and chest had healed, but left two scars on his slightly emaciated body.

Thorn looked at the experience points and practice points he had gained. Although there were not many, it was better than a steady flow of water. As long as he practiced unremittingly every day, the amount accumulated in a year should not be underestimated.

The only thing that puzzled him was that night, when he said goodbye to the old man in the stone house, the other party gave him a sword intent.

Sword Intent: Comprehension progress is 0%!

Thorne tried many methods but couldn't drive him at all. At the same time, he recalled the faint smile that the other party showed that night, and a sentence: You will understand later.

So I stopped trying again and again, maybe after I took a part-time job as a swordsman, I would make new discoveries.

Thorne wiped the dew from his forehead, lifted the long sword stuck beside him, and stood up to look at the white sky.

Then he walked towards the entrance of the village. After the great battle last night, apart from the cremated corpses of the players, the corpses of gnolls and wargs still remained in the ruins of Talan village.

But fortunately, Toril's world is much colder than the real world. The cold air eroded all night, and the corpses were covered with a thin layer of frost. The smell of blood was no longer that serious.

Tweet!
Suddenly, a loud scream pierced the sky, and the black shadow hovering in the sky swooped down.

Hearing the familiar call, Thorne smiled slightly, his shoulders moved slightly, and amidst a slight sound of breaking through the air, his animal partner, the Dire Eagle, stood up firmly.

The dire eagle flashed its spiritual eyes, and gently rubbed Thorne's face with its furry head. It had a cute appearance, and it didn't deserve the word ferocity at all.

Thorne stroked the eagle's head, and with a scream, the dire eagle rushed to the sky again.

He glanced up at the sky and continued walking.

When Thorne walked to the entrance of the village with his long sword in hand, he stopped suddenly.

Because at the moment just now, his keen intuition made him feel a feeling of being spied on secretly.

Although it seemed to pass away in a flash, Thorne still didn't dare to be careless.

So he pretended to be casually looking at the environment at the entrance of the village.

The only passage in Talan Village is about 2 meters wide, and both sides are composed of dense bushes and sparse woods.

At this time, it was just dawn, and the bushes were still filled with drifting mist, and the withered and yellow weeds and leaves were covered with a thin layer of frost.

As the temperature gradually began to rise, drops of crystal dew flowed out.

Thorn's eyes were narrowed, and he glanced lightly at a shallow footprint left on a branch of a big tree about 2 meters away from him, and a few slightly wrinkled weeds in the bushes not far from the big tree.

However, even though he concentrated all his energy on detection, he still didn't find any hidden life fluctuations.

So Thorne thought for a while, then turned to look at the ruins in Taran Village, and in the dark, a wooden holy emblem slipped from his sleeve to the palm of his left hand.

Beneath a whispered whisper, the holy emblem emitted a faint light.

Then Thorne turned around casually, and pointed towards the bush with his left hand inadvertently.

——"One ring of magic: [Strength] Entanglement!"

Under the guidance of natural energy, the dense bushes swayed gently, turning into countless thorny vines, tangle crazily in place.

At this time, a solitary cold light flashed in the bushes, and the bushes and thorny vines were all cut off in the middle.

Immediately afterwards, a vigorous black figure jumped out, appearing not far from Thorn.

"Little guy, your vigilance is pretty good. You must be Thorne." Hei Ying glanced at Thorne and said in a hoarse voice.

"Who are you?" Thorne asked vigilantly, looking at the black figure in front of him dressed in black, with a hood covering his face and holding two sharp scimitars.

Although he didn't feel the invisible murderous aura and hostility from Sombra, he still didn't dare to be careless. After all, some powerful high-level professionals hide their aura just like they play.

"Want to ask about the origin? First take a few tricks from the old man." As soon as the black shadow's hoarse voice fell, the scimitar in his hand slashed at Thorne's head with a piercing sound.

Clang!
Thorn took a deep breath, raised the sword in his right hand, and drew out the dagger with his left hand to meet him.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The two black shadows collided, and the scimitar and the blade kept colliding, emitting dazzling sparks and piercing metallic sounds.

"That's right, at such a young age, you can master two-weapon combat so flexibly. It's just that the strength is still lacking, little guy, just attack."

The black shadow said easily while resisting Thorne's continuous onslaught.

Seeing that each of his fatal attacks could be easily resolved by the opponent, Thorn's eyes froze.

——"Steel Soul School (Stance Skill): Clear Body!"

Immediately switching to the Steel Soul faction's stance technique, the opponent's dodge speed began to drop significantly, so he took the opportunity to launch continuous onslaughts.

Dangdang Dangdang!
"Huh? It's interesting. The attack suddenly became fiercer. It's really not skillful." Sombra felt Thorn's attack rhythm suddenly accelerated.

Slightly stunned and flustered for a moment, he quickly adjusted his state and easily resolved all Thorne's offensives again.

Following the continuous attacks, the black shadow easily resisted Thorne's attack, but his mouth was not forgiving, and he kept pointing out the flaws in Thorne's attack.

Thorne probably understood that the other party did not have any hostility, but he did not intend to relax in the slightest.

Thorne slashed hard with his long sword, but was parried by the opponent's crossed scimitar.

——"Desert Wind School (Strike Skill): Flame Star!"

Then the dagger in his left hand shook slightly, a flame emerged on the blade, and when Thorn faced the shadow, it burst suddenly, bursting out with dazzling white light.

Seeing the other party lost his mind for a moment, Thorne secretly said a good opportunity, and the two blades attacked his abdomen and chest respectively.

clang clang!

But just as it was about to approach, it was easily resisted by the opponent again.

Blind combat expertise?

Seeing that the other party could easily parry his weapon even with his eyes closed, Thorne guessed roughly.

In addition to the blinding effect of the desert wind faction's flame star, the most notable effect is the sudden burst of dazzling white light, which instantly creates loopholes in the defense of the unprepared enemy.

Then Thorne took advantage of this opportunity to launch a surprise attack. This tried and tested move failed for the first time.

bump!
The two scimitars of the black shadow suddenly pushed violently, and Thorne suddenly felt an amazing force from the parrying long sword, which directly forced him to back again and again.

"You young people don't follow the rules at all. The old man is teaching you swordsmanship, but you use magic to sneak attack."

After the black shadow forced Thorn back, he twirled the two scimitars in his hand, quickly put them into their sheaths, glanced at Thorn, and casually complained.

"May I ask who is Your Excellency?" Thorne calmed down and asked.

"The old man's name is Ward, don't worry about this, I'm just here to follow orders." Ward waved his hand, then took out a book from his clothes and threw it to Thorne:

"Although your attack is very fierce, and your moves are aimed at the vital points, but when you are caught by an agile enemy, you lack certain skills to counterattack. This book is a wandering swordsman's sword skills. I give it to you. Maybe it can help you a little."

Thorne did not refute when he heard the words. His sword skills were practiced in the militia training camp in Waterfall Town, and he practiced some of the most basic sword skills, such as chopping, chopping, swinging, and stabbing.

As for the complex and changeable swordsmanship, I have never learned from others. After a long period of training, I have developed the simplest and deadly fighting skills without so many bells and whistles.

After all, how many skilled agile fighters do you expect humanoids in the wilderness to have.

If he encounters that kind of flexible and skillful professional, if his strength is not far behind him, it is indeed the most difficult for him to deal with. He has a deep experience in the bloody arena.

So he took Ward's book and flipped through it casually, then closed it and put it away, planning to study it later when he had time.

"Thank you for your gift, I would like to ask who sent you here?" Thorne asked Ward after thanking him.

"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank you, you can thank Brant Ironhand, the young city lord of Winter City. You wait here for a while, and he will be here soon."

After Ward finished speaking, he turned around and jumped lightly, disappearing on the branch of the big tree.

　Thanks to the book friends: Lost money, the wind blows thousands of miles without asking the return date, Tian Zhifei, book friends 20200303191941349, for the rewards, thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
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