Black sail

Chapter 553 CLXXXVII. Amatras

There are large and colorful celestial bodies hanging across the night sky, and with the reflection of multiple bright moons, the light intensity is still abundant in the wilderness in the heart of Mulong at night.

There were simply too many curious people watching, and a one-on-one duel of this intensity was harder to find than Gillian's videos. The key was the incredible reversal.

After talking with Fafner, Lister pushed aside the pirates one by one and came to the front line of the battle between the two.

In the ring surrounded by everyone, although Magnus was still unharmed, he was no longer as comfortable as at the beginning. On the other hand, Archer was ragged and chopped like a homeless man, but his liver had metabolized all the alcohol and he was not shaking much.

As soon as Lister arrived, he saw Archer being knocked down again.

But Magnus' breathing was disordered and his eyes were bigger than copper bells!

He has completely confirmed that the man in front of him was indeed a reckless man who had not received any systematic training more than an hour ago. All his moves were based on his feelings, relying purely on muscle memory and instinctive reaction.

But what exactly is going on?

Magnus felt like... he was fighting with himself!
"I've seen through your moves completely, come on. I'm just getting ready now, so the previous ones don't count, only this one will work."

Archer said this extremely shamelessly.

Everyone was stunned. How shameless! They had completely forgotten that they had just been beaten for more than an hour!
"it is good……"

Magnus was ready for battle, his knees at shoulder level, his horse sinking down, his strength rising from the ground, his blade raised and his grip reversed, carefully watching Archer's every move.

Grandpa's right arm was drooping down, and he was holding the knife with his left hand, with the blade gripped backwards. His red-hot condition had not yet been resolved. If I didn't take care of this cripple today, how the hell would I survive in the future?
Magnus' throat rolled. He was not imitating himself, it felt like... fighting against his own mirror image.

Archer does not use his right arm to stabilize his center of gravity, and even exceeds it, with his body completely relaxed. The King of Fighters 97 Runaway Yagami, commonly known as Little Archer, hunches his back in an extremely weird posture.

"The market is open! I'm betting on Master A to win this time, five silver coins."

"Don't let yourself be defeated by the villain, big brother with a broken hand."

“We should be able to turn defeat into victory this time.”

Some people have seen with their own eyes that Archer is becoming more powerful with every second. He is really a fucking 999-level sword master. He is the kind of genius who only needs others to demonstrate the Tai Shuang 985 flipping spoon and various sword-wielding flowers and familiarize himself with the buttons, and he can succeed in one try and use it in actual combat.

The current situation seems to be that a fool who just finished the novice tutorial practiced in the knife room for an hour and couldn't even beat Kled.

Walman was sweating profusely. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he saw Archer sparring with others. He didn't have the time for that before and was not interested in fighting at all. Even someone as stubborn as Old Weitou had wanted to take in a disciple before, which showed his extraordinary qualities, but Master Zeon did nothing but drink and play.

"I was really afraid that you would shout out Amatras, Master!"

Ryan has never been convinced by anyone, but now he really is. The blind man makes the steel adapt, the experience value doubles, the Kamui can't hide his tears, and Kakashi is useless.

A strong wind swept across the wilderness.

At the touch of a hair.

Like a gust of wind sweeping away fallen leaves, Archer continued to kick the cripple's good leg and attacked Magnus's unprotected right arm without any defense. His strange hunched attack posture was like a tiger leaping forward. The old man said nothing, but just kept chopping wildly.

The sword whistled and sparks flew like waterfalls.

There is nothing in the world that a knife cannot solve. The only thing to consider is whether the knife is fast enough.

Magnus was carrying too much, he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders when he drew his sword.

As for Archer, he was too light, and his mass seemed to be negative. It seemed that the universe could not bear the stench of this man and tried its best to expel him.

Now it has reached a speed that ordinary people cannot see with the naked eye.

It was impossible to tell who had the faster sword, Magnus or Archer, but it was clear that they both wanted to be faster than the other.

The air currents that were shaken out in circles crushed the surrounding bushes, and the onlookers also took a few steps back. The sound of metal clashing was deafening and dizzying. During the fight, the positions of the bodies kept changing, and the sword techniques were all winding and tricky, coming and going without a trace, as fast as ghosts and phantoms.

Magnus moves as fast as the wind, and the blade moves like a dragon or snake, fast and fierce, cutting tendons and severing bones with a single cut. This is somewhat beyond the scope of sparring. With more than twenty years of skills, can Archer block him?
The same despair!
Magnus had experienced it twice in a short period of time, the first time from the insurmountable deputy chief of the Old Alan Violence Agency, and now... from an unknown rogue pirate.

There were insects chirping in the grass within a radius of hundreds of meters, but it suddenly fell into deathly silence. The insects seemed to have sensed the approaching of their natural enemies and their instinctive death response was to enter into stress-induced suspended animation.

Because I was beaten all the time, the alcohol withdrawal reaction was eliminated under the red temperature. After more than ten years, I entered the ZONE flow state and no longer felt blushing and swollen.

Archer's weird offensive posture was stimulated to the highest level in the white-hot situation. His crazy forward dive that almost made him fall to the ground seemed like he was walking madly on the ground. All his flying sword skills were chopped to pieces. At the same time, he imitated Magnus's characteristic of having no center of gravity and relying only on inertia to return the sword. His sword spun rapidly and directly destroyed Magnus's sword within a second. He cut dozens of gaps in an instant, and finally made a fierce upward strike like a rising dragon.

There was a deafening bang.

The knife flew to a height of five or six meters and finally stuck vertically into the soil.

Magnus felt a numbness in his palm and stared at Archer in a daze.

The master's red-temperature condition was finally relieved.

"Go get me a full bottle of wine, damn it."

Archer had to open a bottle of champagne. He was used to using his position to order people around, so a group of knowledgeable pirates immediately brought him a bottle of wine.

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Magnus wanted to say something else, "Please let me..."

Before he could finish his words about making Archer a teacher.

Xia Di couldn't hold it in any longer. This was too unreasonable! Was this right? You're a drunken pirate who dropped pearls every day, and now you're telling me that you're a one-in-a-million genius?
"We'll talk later. You're awesome, Archer."

Zahak's sword was broken when he hit Joshua. Shadi came to the battle circle with his scimitar, ready to fight with Archer.

Chiyo Sakai, who had traveled thousands of miles to pursue her husband, asked Xia Di not to go up, fearing that Xia Di would smell like the drunkard.

Just because I am a 3D person who hates both humans and dogs doesn’t mean I am not a god of war.

It was done in seconds.

"Tonic medicine, if you keep fighting, I'm really going to release Amaterasu, Susanoo is going to be activated!"

Ryan admonished Shadi.

"Haha, you are no match for me. You are too ugly."

Archer looked at his appearance against the blade. He was so damn handsome. He grinned and looked at his teeth. The wine stains and cavities were so unique.

He did have the look of a spitting man from the hard-core cowboy movies in Hollywood in the 1960s, but because he was too smelly and spoke in vulgar language as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't leave a good impression at all.

"You know Qigong, so it's not strange that I use some magic."

Archer instantly cast a fire elemental magic, although it was only the lowest level of Flame Tongue, but...

It's so fucking explosive!

As for the arcane, I often see Yan Jinger using it. I ponder over it when I'm drunk, and look at some A books on the arcane in Maika's drawer. Liu Bei's descriptions of magic are quite professional, because they are all copied from serious textbooks in graduate school.

It really made him understand the most basic things.

"Fuck you! If you're so awesome, what were you doing every day?"

Everyone in List was dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)