Ryan's Sword

Chapter 135 Chapter 130 Act [-] Inheritance Secret Realm (Ⅴ)

This kind of collision result is not unrelated to Phil's clever use of momentum to increase the strength of his sword swing, but it is still enough to see that there is an obvious gap in strength between the two.

According to Ian's preliminary estimate, Phil's strength attribute is at least one or two points higher than himself.After all, as an elder brother, the advantage of Ferdinand's eating for one more year is not in vain.

In the period when the total amount of attributes is less, a difference of one or two attributes is sometimes enough to change the outcome of the battle.Especially Ian's current strength attribute is only four points. If Phil's strength reaches six points, it will almost form a crushing situation.

Can't fight recklessly, wander to win.

Ian stopped the sword under the defensive bonus of blocking, and then rolled on the spot without hesitation, and got up smoothly and quickly at a safe enough distance.

"Tactical roll?"

The unexpected performance of his younger brother made Phil grit his teeth.He especially remembered how hard it was for him to learn when Instructor Aksar taught the two of them the essentials of tactical rolling on the muddy ground.Although it seems to be just a simple roll, it can only be regarded as a qualified tactical roll if you complete all the movements in the shortest time and quickly get up and re-enter the fighting posture.

For Master Phil, who has been pampered before and has just received sword training, this is not only not an easy task, it is even very difficult.

Especially at the moment when they were standing on the hard slate-paved field dedicated to actual combat, Phil just looked at the bloodstains on Ian's delicate shoulders being worn by the ground, and could imagine how painful the standard rolling action was just now!

"This guy..." The little lion's fighting spirit began to burn at the thought that he might be compared to his younger brother who was always lazy.He changed to a more flexible one-handed sword, and began to approach Ian cautiously.

Fight again.

Ian, who had analyzed the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy and himself, no longer directly blocked the attack of his brother Phil. He mobilized the muscles that had not been tempered much in this small body, and continued to parry and unload according to the opponent's sword path.

Under Phil's continuous attack, which refused to admit defeat, in an instant, the battle between the two children became a hot topic.

The blond girl Fronia, who was sitting in the shade of a tree enjoying the coolness and summer heat, couldn't help opening her eyes wide, holding a white porcelain teacup with her mouth slightly open, and closely watching the two people who were constantly colliding with each other on the field. It was dizzying.

At this time, another spectator, Instructor Exa, was also watching this small battlefield in shock. He did not expect the two young masters to fight like this for the first time in their lives.The eldest master Phil's swordplay is quite satisfactory, showing the discipline of military swordsmanship; the younger master Ian's fighting style is even more exaggerated, no matter whether he is tossing around or blocking and unloading force, it is just right without exception!Although his strength was obviously completely suppressed by his brother Phil, he managed to achieve an evenly matched result, and faintly revealed a sense of ease in controlling the situation.

If it weren't for his size clearly placed there, Exa would always feel that this is a veteran fighting on the battlefield.

As Ian's swordsmanship instructor, Exa clearly knew that this young master was a little unstable even holding a sword before today.In the past, he didn't believe in the so-called genius theory. A soldier from the army always only measures the value of a person by his or her hard work.But seeing Ian's performance, Exa felt that the idea he had always insisted on was beginning to waver——

There are geniuses in this world.

He could even imagine that if the physical fitness of the two of them could be a little higher and they could better control the power characteristics of military swordsmanship, then there would be no problem in treating this battle as a teaching battle for ordinary soldiers to observe.

"This is really... the tiger father has no dogs!"

Exa was filled with emotions, but the battle between Ian and Phil slowed down uncontrollably. After all, the two were still children under ten years old. Even with the support of entry-level swordsmanship, their physical strength would not allow it. Like adult fighters, they often fight for tens or hundreds of rounds.

"Phil..."

"……what!"

In the cross-shaped wrestling of two training wooden swords, one left and one right, the two teenagers were like cows, almost touching their foreheads.Ian stared into his brother Phil's eyes, his chest rose and fell with panting, and said at the same time: "From, from the beginning to now, you have always been the one who took the initiative to attack..."

"Then, so what?"

"So... so, your physical exertion will always be greater than mine! Have you found that your strength is no longer able to suppress me?"

"Ian...you mean!"

The conversation between the two brothers ended with a stupefaction from Phil. Ian, who seized this opportunity, exerted all his strength, and pushed away Phil, who was far stronger than him, by half a step!Taking advantage of this brief period of suppression, Ian suddenly turned the edge of his sword and slashed down along the body of his brother's sword.

"Let go!"

At this moment, the swiftly slashing wooden sword had the aura of iron and blood killing, and it went straight to Phil's finger holding the sword!Shocked, Phil didn't have time to think about it, and let go of Ian's yell as if being controlled by his voice!

"Clap."

When the wooden sword fell to the ground, Phil, whose mind was blank, only felt a heavy and hard object resting on his neck. "You lost!" Ian's voice woke him up. The little black-haired boy raised his head in a daze, and seeing his panting brother in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Okay, put away your sword, Ian."

Seeing Phil's deeply shocked appearance, Exa couldn't help shaking his head in his heart.The young master Phil has always been very diligent, and he is even more outstanding among his peers.However, this smooth growth is not necessarily a good thing.Right now, the frustration Ian brought to him has almost reached the peak that he can bear at a young age, but as an instructor, Exa doesn't have any intention of going up to comfort him.

He believes that this child can pass this level by himself.

Withdrawing the sword, Ian was as tired as an old bull who had just finished stalking the ground, and sat down on the hard and hot rocky field without any image of a winner.

"I lost."

Phil, who was also unable to support himself, couldn't help but sat down on the ground with his younger brother, and said with a soft snort.At this moment, his eyes had regained their vigor and confidence, and he was staring closely at Ian: "Next time, I won't give you another chance!"

"Okay, okay, next time..."

Ian shrugged and wanted to respond, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that Phil's voice dropped completely before he could finish speaking——

It was as if he was talking, and people were going away quickly. When he found out, the sound of the whole world disappeared at this moment.

He looked up thoughtfully, and saw that whether it was Phil Grant in front of him, the iron tower instructor on the sidelines, or the doll girl Fronia holding a teacup on the other side, they all seemed to be frozen Ordinarily, it will silently blur and dim together with the world, until finally only darkness remains.

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