Ryan's Sword

Chapter 167 Chapter 160 Act Seven

"haven't seen you for a long time?"

Hearing Ian's greetings, Paris showed a sunny smile on his face, and said, "It's only been more than half a month since you went to the enemy camp this time, and we only have more than a dozen The scene of the sky has not been seen, how can it be said for a long time?"

In Ian's sight, the blond little prince looked like a teenager.Although his slender physique and the fine down on his face that haven't faded make him still look a little childish, but those starry eyes and the self-confidence that is like a sharp sword unsheathed all over his body make him look childish. Nobody thinks of him as a boy.

It is undeniable that the blond boy in the past has grown into an excellent human warrior.

Of course, these are just the feelings in Ian's heart. He can't tell Paris that you were a child when I saw you last time.In that case, the little prince would doubt whether his friend and brother was cursed or attacked by the enemy during the mission, so he seemed a little delirious.

With the level of magical civilization in ancient times, it is not impossible for such a situation to happen.If such a seed is planted in the heart of the little prince, it will not be good news, and it may even affect the inevitable trials and battles that follow.

It's no wonder that the time span of this inheritance trial is not continuous and linear. In this kind of rule framework, in the trial task, Ian can only adjust the discomfort after the time-space transformation by himself.

Fortunately, he has already accumulated countless experience and lessons in dealing with high-level aborigines in his previous life. For example, in the current situation, as long as he keeps smiling, matching his miserable appearance in rags, he has reached the silent victory at this time. Sound effects.

At this time, a few breaths had passed since Paris appeared in front of him in his unique way, and before the two could say a few words, the young little prince suddenly frowned, and at the same time turned his head sideways, His eyes immediately looked behind Ian.

"Are they the enemies this time?"

Paris' eyes seemed to have penetrated the barriers of countless forest vegetation, and he saw the dark shadows moving in the distance at a glance.What distracted him was obviously the group of wolves driven by the orc chasers. These monster-level giant wolves were hard-working and extremely dedicated to Ian's hunt.

As soon as the rainstorm stopped, they had already caught up with them from afar, sniffing the residual smell in the air.

Coincidentally, their appearance at this time happened to save Ian from the siege, and the little prince used his elemental vision to lock his eyes on those extremely conspicuous giant wolves, and at the same time subconsciously identified them as the cause of his friend's death at this time. The culprit of the miserable appearance.

"Agas, take a rest here, let me help you get rid of them." The black-gold light in the center of his eyes suddenly disappeared, and Paris raised his hand and patted Ian's just-healed left shoulder. Full of incomparable self-confidence and a reassuring aura: "Let's use their lives as our meeting gift this time!"

"Eh, wait..."

Ian just blinked, and felt his shoulder lighten.When he subconsciously turned his head to stop the sound, Paris, who was full of fighting spirit, had once again transformed into that incomparably agile golden lightning, appearing at the end of Ian's line of sight in several dazzling and fast long-distance flashes, and In that forest, there was a bloody wind intertwined with howls of swords and howls of wolves.

As the master of space elements, Paris showed his displacement ability to the fullest in the battle.On the battlefield, it is undoubtedly easier for the party who masters the movement ability to grasp the initiative of the battle, especially in a life-and-death fight, a successful movement can often determine the direction of the battle, and even rewrite the outcome of life and death——

Ian's very representative military swordsmanship sliding technique has the effect of short-distance displacement. In his previous battles, his mobility is far superior to that of the enemy. The basic attributes of both sides cannot form a crushing situation. Under the state, such nimble steps can undoubtedly give full play to his sword skills, and lay an overwhelming advantage step by step for the final victory.This is also one of the important reasons for the relatively low threshold of the military swordsmanship to be able to stand tall among many schools of swordsmanship.

In the elemental vision that Ian immediately opened, the battle of Paris is a completely different picture.

The little blond prince swung his sword lightly before coming into contact with the enemy. This gesture of swinging the sword was fast and fierce, but in the shadow elements like black and white sunglasses cast on Ian, he clearly This move was done against the air.

If the enemy were changed from a wolf to an orc, they would definitely be puzzled by what this human boy did.In this battle at the level of iron, even if the sword energy capable of long-range attacks is stimulated, it will cause unnecessary loss due to the long distance, and then lose the due power of the sword energy attack.

But as a bystander, Ian wasn't worried about Paris at all.In his line of sight, the figure of the little prince wielding his sword seemed to transform into an elusive light and shadow, flashing to the side of a warg at the same time as he raised the sword and dropped it.

Since the entire displacement process is not completed by super-high movement speed, when Paris appeared, the warg locked by him had no time to sense the flow of air or catch the enemy's breath, and even had the reaction time to be stunned. There was none, and the long sword that fell out of thin air cut a gushing line of blood on the side of the neck!
Ow!Ow!Ow!
The wolf who was cut down by Paris's sword fell down like a thunderbolt. Only then did the other five giant wolves in the wolf team really react.The furious howling of wolves instantly submerged Paris, who was in the middle of the wolves, but the figure of the little prince was not even stained by the splattered wolf blood, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

In the ensuing battle, Paris' figure hardly stayed in one position for a second, and every time he flashed, it would inevitably bring up a pool of hot blood that stained the ground red.When Ian was using the shadow sword, he was able to instantly kill a wolf of the same rank, and Paris, who was equally talented, was naturally no less talented.

After a while, the chaotic battlefield has returned to silence. "Agas, is this group of enemies that put you in such a mess?" Paris' figure had just disappeared from the battlefield, and his voice with a little complacency came from Ian's ear, "But it doesn't seem How difficult it is to deal with!"

"But..." Looking at Paris who appeared in front of him, Ian sighed helplessly at this energetic blond boy: "I don't think I said that these wolves are the main force of the enemy?
"what?"

(End of this chapter)