socalfunplaces Chapter 173
Chapter 173
"Blocked!"
In that thrilling moment, the saber that came at high speed was fierce and seemed to tear everything apart.
However, when it touched the rapier, everyone was dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that the female swordsman's blocking posture was as steady as a mountain and as solid as a rock.
Her posture was upright, and the hand holding the sword was terrifyingly steady.
"Bang!"
The Demacia saber in Jincheng's hand was raised high, and he was shocked.
The touch of this blow was like hitting a hundred tempered steel, indestructible.
The discomfort caused by the recoil made Jincheng's heart sway slightly.
"Huh!"
A low breath sounded from the throat and abdomen, and Fiona attacked as fast as a cheetah, and the rapier in her hand stabbed out like lightning. This was her blocking counterattack.
The woman's footsteps also moved, and every step was full of strength and determination, and it seemed to dance on the beating waltz score.
Elegant! Art!
Jin Cheng reacted quickly and raised his sword to block.
His movements were agile, powerful, and amazingly fast, and he easily kept up with Fiona's rhythm.
The saber and the rapier collided, making a crisp sound, ping-pong, as if it was an exciting symphony.
This was a collision of skill and strength.
However, in the battle, Jin Cheng's slashing gradually lost its target.
Fiona's figure was as erratic as a phantom, and the man could no longer catch the corner of her clothes.
The woman's sharp blade waltz had already sounded, her movements were elegant and deadly, and every swing was a deadly threat.
In this tense battle, Fiona's eyes were like burning flames, illuminating the entire battlefield.
Every attack she made was full of desire for victory and vented anger.
Jin Cheng did not show any weakness, his eyes revealed determination, and the crazy slashing and raised saber obviously refused to compromise easily.
Fiona's steps were light and agile. It was more like dancing a gorgeous waltz than fighting.
Her steps were so wonderful and fast, and every step was precisely on the syllables of the score, as if she was integrated with the music.
This unique fighting rhythm showed her extraordinary skills and confidence.
Even Jin Cheng was completely brought into the fighting rhythm of a woman under duress.
Her arrogance was amazing, and every time she dodged the man's knife, it was like she was mocking his attack.
The rapier in her hand flashed with cold light, and she launched round after round of attacks without hesitation.
An attack without any worries.
Fiona's confidence came from her absolute trust in her own strength.
She firmly believed that she could dodge Jin Cheng's attack, and this belief made her movements more smooth and natural.
Jin Cheng's saber moved at a lightning speed, slashing at Fiona with a fierce momentum.
However, the woman still maintained an elegant posture, with her left hand clenched into a fist behind her back, and her right hand holding a sword and leaping. Her face was calm and resolute, without any expression.
The blade of the saber was constantly picked, swung, and blocked by Fiona's rapier...
She flexibly avoided the attack and immediately launched a counterattack.
Jincheng also gradually realized that the gap between them might not only be in strength, but also in combat skills.
Jincheng has always believed that the body is the foundation.
He believes that those martial saints and swordsmen who have gone down in history have indomitable physiques.
Therefore, he focused most of his training on practicing magic and improving physical fitness.
Because he felt that these were enough.
Perhaps, Jincheng's martial arts at this moment, coupled with his extraordinary physique and the mysterious power of magic.
These allowed him to gallop across the battlefield of Freljord and sweep away countless enemy troops.
That is why he had such an idea.
However, when facing the master of the duel, Jin Cheng, whose power was partially sealed, suddenly realized his shortcomings in skills.
At this moment, he deeply realized for the first time the importance of combat skills in a duel.
At least he knew that the broadsword skills of burying his head and doing things recklessly were far inferior to Fiona.
As for those magical powers, Jin Cheng did not dare to use them easily at this moment.
After all, his current noble status has not been completely confirmed, and this matter has not been decided yet, so Jin Cheng really dare not gamble.
The man waved his saber and struggled to block again, barely resisting Fiona's sword.
The rapier was bounced away, but the woman's figure followed like a ghost, bullying her body, and the rapier stabbed the man's fatal spot.
On the tip of the sword, there was even a faint spit of sharp slashes that broke through the air.
Although it had not yet touched, it gave Jin Cheng a tingling feeling.
The wild intuition brought by the Beast Walker flashed through Jincheng's mind like a flash of lightning.He desperately swung his saber to block, swinging the saber as if he was fighting against time, and only then did he block the incoming attack.
Fiona's rapier was as swift as a venomous snake and as changeable as a crane.
Jincheng narrowly blocked the wave after wave of attacks, his heartbeat began to beat like a war drum, and sweat began to slide down his forehead.
Fiona's martial arts skills were amazing, Jincheng felt his strength gradually disappearing, his breathing became rapid, and sweat had soaked his clothes.
However, the battle was not over yet. As the waltz entered its climax, the woman's figure accelerated again like a ghost.
Her speed and agility made Jincheng dumbfounded. At this moment, he realized that the so-called peak of mortal skills, when he did not use extraordinary power, he could not touch porcelain at will.
Jincheng raised his head with difficulty and looked at Fiona's intoxicating beautiful eyes again.
However, this time he no longer saw tenderness and charm, but piercing coldness.
That look seemed to penetrate his soul, making him feel that he was seen through.
The tuxedo on his body could not bring Jincheng the slightest sense of security.
The feeling of being on his back was like a cold wind blowing through his body, making him tremble involuntarily.
Jincheng thought that his airtight defense was nothing more than a vulnerable paper fortress in Fiona's eyes, with flaws everywhere.
On the 73rd day of missing Sejuani, Jincheng wished so much that he could put on his heavy armor and find that solid sense of security.
Because this battle... was too unfair!
He hoped to let Fiona experience his great swordsmanship in private...
Jincheng lost and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch his nose, but the next moment, he stopped himself from doing such an inappropriate move.