Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

Taking in the fierce power of the kurta, Victor only dared to murmur a few times, and then walked off the stage dejectedly.

When only the two fighting men were left in the field, Kurta turned his attention to Qia Ya and said as a cold uncle:

"You are quite worthy of my sister now. But to prevent you from feeling sorry for my sister in the future, I, as the brother, want to show you what real power is today!"

Looking at the madman protecting his sister in front of him, the boy Saki forced a smile, and then without saying a word, he drew out the Western sword "Garcia" from his waist.

In the face of real power, all harsh words are like paper walls that can be broken with a poke.

If you really have something to say, it might as well be done after you defeat your opponent.

Seeing that Qi Ya was so disrespectful to his future uncle, Kurta lifted the heavy hammer on the table with a dark face, shook it a few times, and then smashed it directly towards the opponent's position.

"Boom...!"

The heavy hammer hit the ground, and a small spiderweb-like crack appeared on the table made of thick stone slabs. The young swordsman easily dodged the attack, stepped forward, and made an unpretentious slashing motion.

After obtaining [Basic Swordsmanship], he mainly practiced the three movements of chopping, horizontal slashing and forward stabbing;

After upgrading it to [Basic Sword Skills], his own sword control level was greatly enhanced, and he also unlocked a lot of basic sword moves;

But if we say what is the biggest gain, Qiya thinks it is the top-down spiritual baptism after being promoted to [Intermediate Swordsmanship].

Now, not only can he pick up all the basic swords at his fingertips, he can also understand the breath of all things and cut off most things that ordinary people find difficult to cut.

Therefore, this chop carried an indomitable momentum, and the black and gray texture on the blade shone with a sharp sheen.

Today was different from the past. Kurta felt that no matter how hard-headed he was, he would not dare to use his fist to catch the opponent's sword blade.

He decisively chose to give up the heavy hammer in his hand, giving himself the opportunity to retreat.At the same time, he clenched his left fist until the veins in his arm were exposed, and then it shot towards Qiya's head like a cannonball.

Noticing the threat on the right, the young swordsman instantly made a choice between raising his sword to block or ducking.

He half-bowed, leaned forward, exerted force on his feet, and struck out with his second sword: forward thrust.

At this point where Kurta's old strength was not exhausted and new strength was not yet generated, he had no choice but to dodge sideways while retreating. At the same time, he stretched out his right hand to grasp the opponent's sword-holding wrist.

Qi Ya suddenly sheathed his sword and retreated. He did not stop until he retreated to the position where the heavy hammer was discarded. His breathing was long and melodious, and he did not look like he had been in a fierce battle at all.

Kurta stopped and looked at the Saki boy in confusion, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

Qi Ya picked up the heavy hammer with his free left hand. The force transmitted from his hand was very heavy, roughly estimated to be no less than two hundred kilograms.

To be able to carry this thing and use it as a weapon, Kurta and his grandfather Saint Zachary in front of him were probably the only ones in the whole Qishan Village who could do it.

After trying the heavy hammer around, Qia threw it back to Kurta.

The audience behind the other party saw the heavy object flying in the air. They were frightened for a moment and fled in all directions. It was not until the two-meter-tall man caught it steadily that they finally calmed down.But no one dared to come closer than two meters to the ring.

"Why don't you just defeat me? Is it because of my sister that you showed mercy?" Kurta asked doubtfully.

"...A little bit." Qi Ya made nonsense.

After a pause, he then said seriously: "I don't have much practical experience in sword training so far, and you are a very good opponent. This is the main reason. Therefore, I hope this fight can last longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the familiar system mechanical sound sounded:

"Ding~ Trigger mission: Extreme Explosion."

"Mission introduction: The opponent in front of you is a strong person among ten thousand people. You need to unleash all your strength within 1 minute to defeat the opponent! If the mission is successful, you will receive 10 mission points. If the mission fails, you will be weakened. Three days.”

Qiya: "..."

If he could turn back time, he would definitely not throw the weapon back to the opponent so quickly.

Kurta, who was now holding the heavy hammer again, became energetic again after hearing what Qiya said. When he was about to say something, the young swordsman on the opposite side had already attacked.

"Qi Ya, I find that I appreciate you a little." Kurta said cheerfully while avoiding the opponent's fierce attacks.

Qi Ya paid attention to the change of time, pursed his lips tightly, and without saying a word, he used [Thousand Flashes].

Facing the dense sword screen, Kurta did not retreat but advanced. Taking advantage of his long hand and long weapon, he blasted the heavy hammer straight away, intending to exchange for the victory of this battle with an injured arm.

Qiya retracted [Thousands of Flashes] and dodge sideways at the same time.

When the heavy hammer passed across his chest, in order to prevent the opponent from changing his attack midway and attacking again, he took the first step and used his free left hand to press the hammer handle to fly it away.

After stabilizing his body, Qi Ya cast another [Swift].

The Western sword in his hand seemed to become a long line visually. One end of the line was in Qia's hand, and the other end was Kurta's left arm. In just a moment, he stabbed the opponent's left arm. A small hole emerged.

This is the result of not fully restraining your strength after retaining your strength.

At this time, the system's timing has just reached 46 seconds, and it is still beating firmly.

"Do you want the other party to admit defeat in person?" Qi Ya thought to himself, looked at the remaining time, and said to Kurta with his usual expression: "You lost."

Kurta looked at his stabbed arm, but had no intention of refuting. Since the opponent could stab his arm without him reacting, it would be better to change the target to fatal parts such as the heart, throat, and brain. Same.

But didn't you just say "I hope this fight can last longer"?Forgot so quickly?

With doubts, Kurta muttered: "I lost!"

The timer is set at 53 seconds.

Qi Ya breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He found that after this broken system had been silent for a period of time, it was increasingly looking for trouble for him!

He doesn't know how to figure out the host's thoughts at all! !

"Ding~ The mission is completed, you will get the reward, 10 mission points."

"Swordsman, as a profession that can explode all its strength in an instant, explosive skills are indispensable. It is the product of accumulated experience. I hope the host can hone his own real explosive skills as soon as possible."

When the mechanical sound of the system died down, the uproar in the audience was no longer as lively as it was at the beginning. Qi Ya looked at the somewhat shocked "uncle brother", thought for a moment, and said:

"Kurta, do you know what your problem is?"

"Where?" Kurta asked doubtfully, not paying any attention to the bleeding wound on his left arm.

"Explosive skills!" Qi Ya said seriously, "You lack your own explosive skills!"

Kurta thought for a while, and then asked: "Why do you say that?"

Qi Ya put the "Garcia" in his hand back on his waist and said with a normal expression: "Think about it, do you have all your strength but can't seem to use it?"

Kurta thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Qi Ya: "This is a manifestation of the lack of explosive skills. I once saw such a character in a book. Like you, he has physical strength that ordinary people don't have, but he was taught a set of ax skills. When he encountered The opponent only needs three axes to determine the outcome."

Kurta couldn't help but feel envious when thinking about that scene, and asked quickly: "Then what should I do?"

Qi Ya rubbed his chin and said:

"Create your own explosive skills. No one on this island can help you. But I can provide you with some ideas, provided you agree to one condition."