Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 36 Punching and kicking
Swordsman.

It is not without reason that this combat specialty is used to refer to a Guards soldier.

The moment the swordsman approached him, Qin Xia suddenly had a passive prediction.

The swordsman rushed in front of him and swung six swords at an extremely fast speed in less than a second.

First he cut the Achilles tendon, then the wrist, and each joint was stabbed with a sword.

This is obviously not the combat speed and accuracy that a normal human should have, and in the prophecy scene, Qin Xia analyzed that the swordsman must have used an implant.

Those implants would allow the swordsman to move with incredible speed and accuracy, and even analyze information about the weaknesses of the opponent he was fighting.

Just like the swordsman's father, the captain of the slave-hunting team, he clearly didn't react, but was able to passively raise his hand and shoot a tranquilizer dart at Qin Xia.

The prophecy ended and the swordsman came to the front.

Qin Xia, who already knew the opponent's movements, grabbed the swordsman's throat. This move instantly disintegrated the swordsman's offensive, making every action of the swordsman in the prophecy impossible to achieve.

After lifting the swordsman up by the throat, Qin Xia reached out and tore off the swordsman's right arm, then threw the man ten meters away.

The audience's cheers reached their highest point at this moment.

The moment the swordsman landed and stirred up dust, Qin Xia had already rushed in front of him.

He put his right arm around the swordsman's neck with both hands, and then exerted force...

The swordsman was strangled to death by his own arms.

The silver vine flew towards Qin Xia, but was easily dodged.

The swordsman's companions had witnessed this man's death. They reacted and were extremely surprised.

The swordsman will be killed by witchcraft, and the way he dies will be different depending on the witchcraft used by the wizard Qin Xia...

The guards who came with him had thought of this, but they never expected that a famous warrior in the army would die from the physical attack of a wizard, who didn't even take any weapons into the battlefield.

"Don't worry, I don't know how to use witchcraft." Qin Xia grabbed a finger on the swordsman's right arm and swung the entire arm like a windmill. "People like you should be brutally executed. Witchcraft without any warning will make your death too easy."

The guards immediately distanced themselves from the surviving gladiators and prepared to deal with Qin Xia with all their strength.

But at some point, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the arena, blowing up red sand all over the sky.

Qin Xia's entire figure was obscured by the overwhelming dust.

The observer integrated into the Guards' armor couldn't even see Qin Xia's figure.

Qin Xia used his spiritual power to shield himself instead of being shielded by the red sand by chance.

"Come out and help us!" a gladiator shouted towards where Qin Xia disappeared.

Just when Qin Xia grabbed the swordsman's throat, tore off his arm, and then strangled the swordsman with his arm, the gladiators were fighting with several other guards, and now only four people were dead.

Naturally, these four people were targeted by the guards who had lost their top priority target.

Silver vines gushed out of a person's seven orifices.

A person's body was pierced by a spear transformed from silver vine.

Another person was wrapped in silver vines and crushed alive.

The last person was stabbed through the neck by a sword from the guards.

The ten gladiators who chose not to follow the no-killing rule died.

Those who failed to pass even the simplest screening would lie on the red sand forever, and would no longer have the slightest chance of killing the gladiators that Qin Xia cared about and thought could at least cooperate.

When the guards gathered together and were alert to their surroundings, a strong wind blew, dispersing the red sand in the sky, and Qin Xia's figure was exposed in front of them.

The swordsman's right arm was still in Qin Xia's hand, and was still being swung like a windmill.

"Together?" Qin Xia raised his head.

The guards immediately released the silver vines. Qin Xia dodged through the silver vines and came in front of one of the guards in one breath. He smashed the other's head with the swordsman's armored right arm.

Qin Xia squatted down to avoid the silver vine sweeping from behind his neck, and turned around the instant the body fell to the ground and used his swordsman's right arm to pierce the chest of another guard.

Flying armor fragments flew in all directions.

The force Qin Xia applied to the swordsman's arm that pierced his chest pulled him backwards.

At this moment, Qin Xia felt a cool breeze blowing from behind him. He turned around and raised his hand to block the coming knife with his palm.

The guard who wielded the sword was stunned at first, and then saw a piece of breastplate fragment between Qin Xia's palm and the blade... This was the last thing he saw before he died, because Qin Xia's hand pierced his head.

After Qin Xia's punches and kicks, the only person left alive on the field besides him was a guard soldier.

"Someone hired me to encourage the swordsmen to seek revenge!" The guard raised his hands, "Otherwise I really don't want to come!"

When Qin Xia was puzzled by this sentence, the silver vine of the Guards turned into a shield, and he ran out of the arena at a rapid speed.

Qin Xia watched the other person's fleeing back indifferently, and simply threw the broken arm in his hand, which could no longer be used as a weapon, to the ground.

After the survivors had run for nearly a thousand meters, Qin Xia finally walked to a stone on the ground.

The tall body took two steps back, then quickly ran up and kicked the stone.

The stone drew a perfect arc in the air, eventually piercing through the guard's helmet and embedding into his skull.

"This stone is really hard." Qin Xia muttered, "No wonder Angron can kill people with the stone of Nukeria."

Even the Maggot Eye, which was approaching quickly, did not hear what Qin Xia muttered. The wild cheers from the audience drowned out all other sounds except the cheers.

Qin Xia turned his body and looked around the entire audience seats in the Colosseum, and finally his eyes fell on the corpse of a guard nearby.

When he was young, the White Scars had a company commander, and the company commander was called Khan in the regiment.

Seeing that Qin Xia was too thin, the company commander decided to teach him some hand-to-hand combat martial arts.

His martial arts weren't that strong, but with a body implanted with the Grey Knight's gene seeds and various superhuman organs, it was too easy for him to kill an opponent of the Guards' level with his bare hands.

"You may be wealthy and high-ranking, and you may have trained hard and fought for the High Knights for decades."

"But I can still kill you easily, not to mention that I'm less than sixteen years old and it's only been less than a week since I was 'reborn' after the transformation surgery."

"Give the Nuceria a little Astartes shock."

These two sentences emerged in Qin Xia's mind.

No... How old should my soul be...

Qin Xia began to think seriously about this sudden question. He remembered that after traveling to the Warhammer universe, he found that his body had reversed back to the state of nine years old, so counting all the years before coming to this universe and traveling to the present for the second time... probably less than forty.

After coming up with the answer, Qin Xia turned around, and amid the cheers of the audience and the questions from Maggot Eye about his feelings after the war, he made a very obvious gesture of covering his ears.

Although this cannot block out the cheers.

The audience just watched as Qin Xia refused to listen to their cheers and turned to walk towards the gate leading to the cave.

When passing the corner of the energy stand that separated Qin Xia from the audience, Qin Xia saw a ragged woman and a boy standing beside her legs.

The woman's face showed the pain of spending all her savings to buy the tickets, but also a smile of fulfilling her son's birthday wish.

And the child cheered.

Qin Xia hesitated for a moment. He saw admiration in the child's eyes, not a cruel look of appreciation for killing.

The child's mother immediately squatted down, grabbed the child's hand, and waved to Qin Xia with a smile.

Qin Xia smiled, nodded, and left the battle area.

(End of this chapter)