Jiappar, the swordsman, is the name of the senior whom Leon became a disciple of. Decades ago, Gapar's strength had reached the holy extreme. No one knows how strong he is now and whether he has touched the realm of legend. Because - he retired. The reason for his retirement is: he wants to be a magician. According to Gapar himself, every battle of swordsmanship has to be rushed to the front, and he is always covered in sweat, blood and unknown liquid after the fight. He also has to sweat profusely in training at other times, which is too undignified! Or the magician is elegant enough. As long as he chants the spell in the back, he can release the magic of destroying the world in the blink of an eye. After the magic power is exhausted, he has a reason to lie on the ground openly. Even if he does not exercise, no one will despise him. After all, the magician should be weak. Is there any more elegant profession than this? No! No one understands the magician better than me, Gapar! Whenever he was sweating in close combat, he thought about how good it would be if he had chosen to become a magician. Why didn't he practice magic earlier? It's a bit difficult to say, because his wife doesn't like magicians.
His wife liked his heroic figure when he swung the sword very much, and had a prejudice against magicians, thinking that they were not manly enough. It was not until she died that Gapar showed his ambition to practice magic! However, a tragic thing happened. Because of "professional adaptation", his body had turned into the shape of swordsmanship, unable to accommodate even a trace of magic power, and he couldn't even learn the most basic ignition technique. As a result, the sword saint Gapar lived in seclusion in the mountains in despair. Someone once asked him, your wife is just an ordinary person, your strength is far greater than hers, can't you be tough and not care about her thoughts? You are strong and you are the sky! If she dares to oppose, beat her! Gapar's answer was: "Get out, if I didn't care about her, how could I get married? Do you really think I'm afraid of women?" Later, the questioner was beaten, and it is said that he looked quite miserable. In any case, when Leon came with the teardrop larvae, Japar was so excited that he burst into tears and personally trained the strategy team for seven days and seven nights. Leon was unwilling to recall what happened in those seven days, and only his tougher body and superb swordsmanship proved that he had indeed survived the training. Japar did not accept the teardrop larvae, because that thing was limited to the first pass, and only those who cleared the dungeon for the first time could use it. He wanted to brush it himself and brush a teardrop larvae of his own! Originally, Japar planned to come back with Leon and the others, but he encountered an emergency before leaving, so he had to postpone this matter. This delay lasted for so many days, and it has not come until now, but no one is worried about him, after all, he is very strong. Leon stared at the incarnation opposite with a burning gaze, and then made an unexpected move. He actually bowed to the incarnation of Soul Five! The training with the Sword Saint taught him to be humble and respect his opponent. He would bow to show respect before fighting, even if... Even if the incarnation of Soul Five was rushing towards him while he was bowing! Leon's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and a trace of anger arose. He really didn't practice well enough and couldn't suppress his temper. "Forget it, it's useless to talk to you about etiquette," He casually slashed out a sword energy, which was shaped like a crescent moon and was quite solid. It could even cut through hard stone!
The incarnation rolled over and dodged. However, when he stood up, Leon's sword was already shining above his head! Leon actually crossed a distance of nearly ten steps in an instant? "Bang!" Sparks flashed, and the incarnation quickly raised his left hand shield to block the attack. When his right hand was about to attack, he was kicked in the stomach, and the whole person kept stumbling backwards. "I won't give you a chance to fight back," Leon pursued the victory, and the straight sword danced vigorously, really not giving the incarnation a chance to fight back. When he first met the ring tormentor, he was beaten at a loss, and then he kept reviewing the scene at that time in his mind. Now he will not make such a low-level mistake again. Since we are going to fight, we should fight the incarnation to death with one set! However, the armor worn by the soul five incarnation is fat enough, and the defense is naturally good. He forcibly used the set of combat skills that are regarded as taboos - ring tormentor under Leon's attack! Just like he killed the magician Drew first under the attack of the strategy group, now he is using the same trick again. "Humph," Leon retreated and dodged the attack dangerously. In a regular battle, he should take advantage of the opponent's attack and rush forward at this moment. However, with the ring tormentor, can it really be called a battle? Absolutely not, absolutely not. Seeing the avatar slashing more than a dozen swords in just a short moment, Leon tried to resist with his advanced swordsmanship at first, but it was in vain. The swordsmanship skills accumulated over the years were like chickens and pottery dogs in front of Huanqu. After realizing this, the unwillingness emerged in Leon's eyes. He turned around suddenly and made a decisive choice - run! He ran away without fighting at all, and quickly ran to the edge of the prison and ran around the avatar. This operation stunned the avatar for a second. This is not right, why did he steal my signature moves? You should actively learn the opponent's tactics, don't have any shame, when you defeat the enemy with the enemy's signature skills, he is the one who should be ashamed! —— Sword Saint Japar. The avatar naturally had to chase after him, and the two began to run around the circular sealed prison. "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--" Flying knives kept attacking Leon, but he seemed to have eyes on his back, and he could always pick up the flying knives that could hit him, and he didn't care about the rest. No matter how the avatar provoked him, he just ignored it and ran away. If the avatar had more self-awareness, he would be trembling with anger at this moment, but what made him even more angry was still to come. Perhaps he wanted to change his strategy, the avatar of Soul Five suddenly stopped and shook his shield at Leon, and Leon's answer was.
"Eat my pot!" Leon swung his waist bag, and a ball of round props hit the avatar directly. This attack was too obvious, and anyone could dodge it, and the avatar was no exception. However, the prop hit the ground with a crisp sound, and a large ball of shit-yellow smoke suddenly exploded, and the indescribable smell raped everyone's nose! It's a feces pot! The avatar was stunned again. This was the second time he was stunned, and this time he was so angry that he trembled all over. You dared to throw a feces pot at me! He immediately chased after him with his sword and shield, and this move was exactly what Leon wanted. "Sure enough, this feces pot can attract hatred in addition to being disgusting," he smiled. When Leon got the method of making a feces pot after clearing the Sion dungeon, he was really upset for a long time. He couldn't understand why a jar full of history could be regarded as a rare purple light spot like the great Kalia? However, when he was encouraged by his companions to make one, he instantly understood. This feces pot is disgusting enough! If an enemy throws this thing, even a saint will be so angry that his beard will shake, let alone an ordinary person? In this world, the hidden mechanism of the feces pot is to attract a lot of hatred! How should the degree of this "large amount" be defined? It's probably about the same as killing the opponent's entire family. If the opponent has no family, it's not easy to define. Look, the incarnation of Soul Five is furious because he has no family. "Kill you!" The incarnation blurted out a sentence, and ran with all his strength. The speed he burst out was even faster than Leon after special training, and he closed the distance between the two in just a few seconds. Ring-taking, I'm going to use the ring-taking on him! The incarnation's eyes were full of murderous intent, and at this moment, Leon suddenly turned around. His empty left hand was holding a scattering crossbow that had been strung. The arrowheads of each crossbow arrow were emitting a faint purple powder, and their identities were already known - they were the rewards that Stellan received, animal bone hypnotic arrows! The incarnation quickly raised the shield, but it was too late! "Bang--" The powerful penetrating power made the hypnotic arrow penetrate his armor, and the hypnotic substance on the arrowhead took effect immediately, and the incarnation felt a sense of fatigue. However, just one shot was not enough to make the incarnation of Soul Five fall asleep. Instead, Leon delayed the marathon because of shooting, and was chased by the angry incarnation and chopped more than a dozen times, scars and blood immediately appeared on his body. The horror of the ring-take is not that it can cut dozens of times in a second, because swordsmen who surpass high-level can also do the same. Its real horror lies in the stiffness.
As long as it takes ten attacks, the body of the attacker will definitely stiffen, unable to escape, unable to counterattack, and unable to perform any actions. This is the performance of the game mechanism in the other world. It is unreasonable, but... it is interesting enough. Isn't it good to be interesting, who cares about whether it is reasonable or not! Even though he was chopped and covered in blood, Leon still seized the gap of the ring-take, and "flopped" to kneel on the ground before taking ten attacks to produce stiffness, avoiding the next attack. The attack failed, and when the incarnation wanted to adjust the direction of the attack, Leon had already run, loading arrows on the scattering crossbow while running. It's broken! A sense of danger arose in the weak consciousness of the avatar, and he felt that he might have missed the only chance. But he felt something was wrong. Why did Leon run so far? At such a long distance, even if he could successfully use the hypnotic crossbow to make the avatar fall asleep, it would be too late when he ran over. However, a few minutes later, all the problems were revealed. After countless hypnotic crossbows hit him, the avatar of Soul Five successfully fell into a short deep sleep, and the distance between Leon and him required at least five seconds of running at full speed. Hypnosis will be lifted in three seconds! What should he do? "I knew from the beginning that it would not work to fight you with swordsmanship," The smile of the winner appeared on Leon's face. He threw away the straight sword and pulled out two strangely shaped swords from his back. The blade is curved and needs to be held with the backhand when using it, which is inconsistent with his fighting style. Why did he choose to change weapons at the critical moment? Because this weapon is called a backhand sword. "This battle is a game. Your fighting skills are far better than mine. If I am caught, I will definitely die. My swordsmanship, which I am proud of, is powerless in front of you." Leon lowered his body and took a familiar posture, as if he had seen it somewhere. "The Sword Saint taught me to embrace victory by any means in battle, so I have to choose another path," Finally I remembered that his current posture was exactly the same as the "Incarnation of Swift Slash" that I had encountered at the campfire. "Battle skill, Swift Slash." He whispered the battle ash attached to the backhand sword. When Swift Slash was launched, Leon instantly crossed the distance of five seconds and even appeared behind the incarnation. The surging sword energy exploded on the path he passed! Soon after, the incarnation fell at Leon's feet, and his body gradually turned into ashes, but the ring-marked knight's straight sword and the black knight's shield in his hand remained in place.
Leon was not in a hurry to harvest his spoils. He looked at the ashes on the ground and said to himself: "I finally understand that if I want to survive in Sean, I have to use Sean's things," He seemed to have realized the ultimate answer to the universe, and a smile appeared on his face. Since we have come to the unreasonable place of Sean Dungeon, then insisting on common sense will only lead to explosion and death. Ring grab, Swift Slash, Sleeping Crossbow. These things from Sion are the ultimate answer to conquering this dungeon. He bent down to pick up the straight sword and shield, and a message flooded into his mind, teaching him how to use the power of cancellation. Swing the sword, raise the shield, swing the sword, raise the shield. Although it is still a little rusty, after hundreds of times of practice. Finally, Leon finally used the first cancellation in his life. "I learned to cancel!" Now it's time to cut everything off.