Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 55 Two Choices? Advanced Self-Created Mysteries?

As soon as he said that, everyone around him took a step back in unison, their faces filled with fear.

Are you kidding me? Even the advanced Sword God style lost, and they're just going to throw the game away?

A thief at the back of the crowd, only at the lower level of the Sword God style, realized his strength was insufficient and, taking advantage of the human wall in front of him, turned to run away.

But just as he turned around, a sharp gust of wind suddenly whistled behind his ears, and a sharp explosion of air rang out behind his head!

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something flash and suddenly disappear into the distant woods.

He was stunned for a moment, feeling a chill beside him, and heard the soft patter of water splashing on the ground. He instinctively turned around, only to see the horrified looks on the faces of the people around him.

He opened his mouth in surprise, as if realizing something, and lowered his head.

A crimson column of blood was gushing from his chest; his once-proud pectoral muscles had vanished, replaced by a gaping hole.

He coughed up blood clots mixed with organs from his mouth, struggled to turn around, and looked at the crowd behind him.

The expressions of his surrounding 'colleagues' had blurred his vision, but for some reason, the seemingly harmless figure of the killing god in the distance remained crystal clear—

The other person opened his palm and stood still in a throwing motion. When he saw him looking over, he even smiled at him from afar.

The view went black.

With a thud, the mangled corpse fell to the ground like a rag doll.

Everyone turned their attention from the corpse to the person who had just thrown the sword, the one who had created this stunning Northern God Style throwing technique.

Allen slowly withdrew his outstretched palm. The sword belonging to the owner of the corpse beside him had vanished. A faint green light swirled rapidly across his body, almost imperceptible.

The night wind was erratic, but his voice remained perfectly clear.

"I need to remind you: tonight, you only have two choices."

"First, kneel down and offer your neck for execution."

Second, kill me.

"Before that."

Allen glanced at the stunned expressions of the crowd in front of him, then lightly stroked the firelight with his knife, sending it flying over their heads and pointing directly at the grim-faced leopard outside the crowd.

"Nobody's leaving."

"So, my suggestion to you is to go together, after all..."

Allen sheathed his sword and licked the blood off his face.

"I'm in a hurry."

All was silent.

The thieves looked at each other, all stuck in an awkward position, unable to move forward or backward.

Behind the crowd, Gray Eagle and the leopard beside him exchanged a knowing glance. In the deep night, they saw each other's faces.

Their expressions were all very solemn.

The gray eagle took a deep breath and opened its mouth as if to shout something, but the wind blinded it.

The leopard moved!

Sandstorm swirled beneath his feet as he shot forward, leaping high into the air! A long streak of light trailed from his blade in the campfire! The blade, whipped by the wind, plummeted from the sky towards Allen!

Perception.

Allen looked up and chuckled. The forest fell silent instantly. The thieves' surprised expressions had barely surfaced when the leopard's slender figure swung down with both hands, like a tiger unleashed from its cage!

The blade's edge danced in Allen's constricted pupils.

"Hokushin-ryu's counter-cutting move - avalanche fall. 』

"In practical combat, a swift slash starting with a high-level strike concentrates all the fighting spirit on the blade, creating a wide-ranging, explosive effect."

The way the wrist grips the knife is changing. Is it due to a lack of skill? Or is it just a feint?

In the blink of an eye, the wind pressure generated by the leopard collided violently with his body! However, just as the leopard's blade was about to slash at Allen's neck, Allen's blade was already hovering in front of his face.

It landed precisely where the leopard's blade would strike.

In that instant, a sharp glint flashed in the leopard's otherwise effeminate eyes!

With a loud bang, Allen knocked the leopard's knife away!

However, the attacker was no longer holding a knife! In the instant the weapons clashed, the leopard actually discarded the blade in his hand! His body flipped in the air, narrowly missing Allen's blade tip, and he slammed violently to Allen's side with all fours on the ground!

Amidst the shattering rocks, the leopard leaped and landed on Allen's side!

At the same time, a gleaming dagger was already aimed at Allen's ribs.

But before he could stab Allen, the leopard's expression changed. He abandoned his knife for the second time, flipped backward like a juggler, and left Allen's front by bracing himself on his hands.

The next second! A sharp screech exploded between the two!

The dagger in mid-air had been shattered by Allen's backhand and pinned to the ground. He casually pulled the tip of the blade from the broken shards and turned his head to look at the spotted leopard behind him.

The leopard had moved a safe distance away and casually grabbed a knife from his companion. He looked rather disheveled, but a smile actually appeared on his lips.

"I thought your legendary self-created technique had improved again, which is why I tested you. Turns out you deliberately interrupted the Flowing Technique, then switched your stance and used the Sword God Flow Arm Strike to attack my wrist. But it seems a bit slow."

Allen smiled nonchalantly.

"An avalanche is commonplace. The four-legged shape is interesting. But then again, how can someone who focuses all their energy on the unorthodox style grasp the essence of practical application? I think it would be a better choice for you to continue honing your skills in dog paddling."

The leopard's smile faded, and a hint of resentment flashed in its sinister eyes.

"That doesn't match your rumored taciturn image; you certainly have a sharp tongue."

Allen blinked.

"Same to you."

As the leopard spoke, most of the solemnity on his face disappeared, and he deliberately raised his voice.

"You can launch a counterattack with your Interruption Flow Secret Technique against me alone, but if everyone attacks you together, would you still dare to counterattack with your Interruption Flow Secret Technique?"

Without waiting for Allen to speak, the leopard immediately roared.

"You all saw my probing just now, right? This kid is good at using the Water God Style for defense, but his counterattack isn't fast enough, and he doesn't know the Silent Katana! As long as the attacks are dense enough, he'll just have to sit and wait to die! Once we have a thousand gold coins, we can go to Rigate and have some fun!"

The majority of the thieves present were from the Northern God School and the Sword God School. After the brief exchange during the leaping attack by the spotted leopard, they had also noticed Allen's problem.

This kid seems to be genuinely waiting for someone to come to him, and his constant sarcastic remarks seem like a tactical maneuver.

Once the thought arose, it could not be calmed down.

Under the strong temptation of a thousand gold coins, they subconsciously excused their previous failure in their minds, in order to provide themselves with a 'reason' to continue rushing forward.

The Silent Katana of that Sword God-style thief was indeed "barely good." If they all attacked together, a few more people would definitely die, but it was unlikely that I would be the unlucky one among them.

If you're careful, wouldn't a thousand gold coins be a piece of cake?

They felt like they were back in the game.

While everyone was eagerly anticipating the fight, the leopard subtly frowned and quietly retreated, shielding everyone in front of him. He then exchanged a silent glance with the gray eagle not far away.

Allen, however, kept his eyes fixed on the leopard's actions with amusement, remaining silent and enjoying the scene before him.

In the past, to deal with so many people in one night, frankly, it wouldn't have been possible to fight them head-on. At most, one could have relied on superior fighting spirit to wage guerrilla warfare and wear down these bandit gangs one by one in the forest.

Just like the ambush with the Red Dragon's upper jaw.

But this forest isn't too far from the town, and some people might try to escape back, which would be troublesome if our whereabouts were exposed.

But this time is different from before.

Some things have undergone a qualitative change in the past few months.

For example, the improvement of swordsmanship.

For example, healing spell runes.

Another example.

The self-created profound technique has been "advanced".

A note to friends who don't like watching battles:

The revenge storyline ends tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, a new female character (who can be added to your harem) will make her debut.

(End of this chapter)