God-level Demon Hunter

"Okay, now feel the strength of the arm and maintain the posture of holding the sword... press the pommel with your left hand and lift it up, press it down with your right hand, chop—stop!"

"Wow——" Amidst the rustling wind, the vertical sword blade slashed down with great force, but stopped forcefully at the horizontal position.The young man let out a muffled snort, and blood suddenly flushed on his face.

"Your finger bones are trembling? That's because of excessive force! Unless you are [-]% sure to kill your opponent with one blow, otherwise, you can't use all your strength with any sword, which means that you will reveal a flaw and give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it." machine!"

"You have to learn to keep your strength, so that you have room to change your moves. Usually you have to keep at least three parts of your strength."

"Again!"

"Come again!"

"continue!"

……

The non-stop training continued until the sun set. The effect of the hormone was exhausted. After thousands of hacks, he was so sore that he could barely lift a finger. Roy lost his strength and passed out.

Chapter 27 The Last Witcher

When Roy woke up from the operating table, yesterday's fatigue and bruises on the skin all disappeared, and his body was refreshed and energetic to the extreme.

"Son, you have to thank your teacher." Nannik smiled and handed over a bowl of sticky, dark porridge-like food that exuded a strong fishy smell.

"Drink this bowl of medicinal soup first, don't leave a drop!"

The young man took the medicine bowl without saying a word, and the corpses crawled out of the sea of ​​blood. The unbearable stench of the medicine soup could not even make him frown.

"I have to thank Lesso? What did that guy do while I was asleep?"

"Don't look at his rough appearance, but he is thoughtful and meticulous in his work. After you lose your strength and fall asleep, he will massage and invigorate your blood for more than two hours. Otherwise, no matter how energetic you are, you will not be able to relieve muscle fatigue in just one night."

"This guy……"

Roy pressed his wrist. He remembered that there was a thick circle of bruise yesterday, but now he can only see a very faint trace that almost dissipated. Even the blisters and redness on the palm of his hand were greatly relieved.

He has experienced the traditional massage technique of the Snake School before, and it is still very useful today.

……

The next step is the same process, the female sorceress' daily physical examination, recording of body data, and infusion of hormones.

Then the young man who had been beaten like chicken blood entered the training ground, and the demon hunter waited there with a cold face and sword in hand.

"Another busy and fulfilling day..."

However, today's training environment is slightly different. The girls in the temple did not pay attention to the abnormal situation here two days ago.

But today, a few young priest apprentices in gray dresses and youthful faces quietly came nearby, looking at the flushed boy curiously.

Under the sun, the bald man stretched out his muscular arms from time to time to point, while the young man was like his marionette, mechanically repeating the movement of swinging the sword. There were only two movements, the first was chopping, and the second was thrusting... …dry and monotonous.

"Boring! It's just two tricks upside down, it's better to watch acrobatics!" A girl with pigtails and baby fat on her face watched for a long time, her mouth pouted, "Who are they, and what qualifications do they have to be in the temple?" Wielding a sword?"

"I guess it's the knight of the White Rose..." A small girl with surprisingly bright eyes said seriously, "On the side of the temple, Sister Nanick only allows knights to draw their weapons!"

"Secondary! Last month, on the 27th, didn't a group of White Rose Knights come to the temple?" The girl with a ponytail tied behind her head and a pointed chin recalled with admiration, "They were also practicing martial arts in the yard... ...to deter evildoers and protect the sisters in the temple!"

"The knights of the White Rose will not protect the temple... because Sister Nannick would rather spend money on helping the poor than hire these vampires!" A tall girl led a pair of porcelain dolls. The taciturn child stood up and retorted, "The knights came to the temple last time only to escort Her Majesty the Queen of Elland."

The tall slender girl looked determined,

"As for the two of them, they didn't wear the exquisite plate armor of knights, and they couldn't see the coat of arms of the white rose on their chests... Pay attention to their eyes, that bald head must be a witcher, and the young one might be an apprentice!"

"Oh—witch hunters...that's not as decent and noble as Knights of the White Rose...but they are still a group of poor people, no wonder Mammy is willing to take them in."

A group of girls chattered about how the witcher used the eyes of the beast to fight, and they unknowingly touched another topic.

"Queen Emelia will come here every month, donate a sum of money, and buy elixir from Sister Nanneke. There is no more devout believer than her, she definitely deserves to have a lovely child... Ke Meili Why doesn't Goddess Tai Li let the queen and prince do what they want?"

"Shut up, Lily! Your Majesty is something you can talk about?!" Aurora II looked around at the little girls fiercely, "Stop gossiping behind your back like a gossip, go back to class! One minute late penalty You copy your homework a hundred times!"

……

"Little devil, how dare you lose your mind in front of me!"

The witcher slashed Roy's right cheek with a sword, and a bloodstain instantly swelled up on the smooth skin.

"Hiss—Leso, are you jealous that I have hair...why do you keep aiming at my face?!"

The boy grinned in pain, and his thoughts drifted back from the girls' conversation.

……

On the other side, Nanike, the chief priest of the Meriteli Temple, the sorceress Coral, and Aurora also came to the courtyard of the temple at some point, watching them from a distance.

"Coral, what do you think of that child?"

Nenneke stroked her chest worriedly. In fact, she always felt that it was not a good idea for the temple to accept the Trial of Green Grass. After all, not all witchers were as trustworthy as Geralt.

Mutations are full of uncertainty, not only the body of the tester will change, but the mood may also change drastically!Who knows if this seemingly gentle child will become a killing machine in the future?

"Ouch... my old Nannik mother! Didn't you promise it many times? Rita Needle, No. 13 of the Brotherhood of Warlocks, is in charge of the whole process, absolutely no problem!"

"Coral! Don't call me old mother, I shudder at the thought of the possibility! You're no younger than I am!"

"Old mother, let's not tell each other... Speaking of this little guy," the sorceress couldn't help laughing, "Although I have only been in contact with him for less than a day, I find him very 'interesting', his tone of voice, The way of thinking is unusual, according to my many years of experience in knowing people, he is definitely not a child from the countryside of Lower Aden, but I feel..."

"He doesn't look like a northerner?" Ai Ruola nodded her chin, and couldn't agree more, "He doesn't even look like a southerner."

Where did he know about his entanglement with Geralt?

……

Several people noticed the boy's abnormality.

A gleam of light flashed in the blue eyes of the sorceress, and she slowly closed her slender fingers in mid-air, trying to grasp something, "Anyway, the trial has just begun, this little guy can't escape my palm, I will sooner or later Research everything."

Then she turned to the old priest again, "You, don't have any psychological burden. Just study the witcher's potion formula carefully, maybe you can get some inspiration to make some good cures. Further praise the goddess Melitelli In the name of mercy."

"In addition, we have done a good thing..."

Nannick asked puzzled, "How to say?"

"According to the incomplete statistics of the Brotherhood of Warlocks, the whereabouts of demon hunters have become more and more mysterious in the past 20 years. There may even be no new demon hunters born. I mean all sects."

Coral raised her pretty face slightly, and her tone contained a hint of sympathy and sadness, "If this continues, they will completely withdraw from the stage of history sooner or later. And if there is only a special group of warlocks in this world, it would be too boring, and the folks still need their contribution .”

"With my help... maybe this little guy will become the last witcher."

Chapter 28 Empirical Questions

For the next month, Roy devoted himself to training swordsmanship and crossbow shooting skills every day, receiving hormone therapy, and taking various weird medicines. His life was hard and fulfilling.

Although he didn't gain much experience, he took a step forward in digging into his own attributes, and his body began to adapt to the toxicity of various hormones. The influence of hormones on his temper and personality gradually weakened. Tired feeling.

He had a premonition that there was something hidden in his body—a cocoon, or a power that was quietly accumulating and growing.

Until the entire trial process is completed, the hidden things will break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, fully revealed.

……

After training for a month, the teaching difficulty of the demon hunter has risen to a higher level.

In the courtyard, Roy pursed his lips tightly and stood upright with his feet shoulder-width apart.

"Old rules, five kinds of swordsmanship, combined with footwork, basic slashing, stabbing, dragging and cutting, practice it again..."

Hearing this, the boy suddenly took a step forward with his left foot, with his toes pointing forward, and turned his right foot outward by 45 degrees to form a T-step.

It is just a simple posture, but it is full of mysteries everywhere: the upper body is upright, the center of gravity falls between the legs, and the feet are in a T-step, so that the front, rear, left, and right can maintain balance; the knees are slightly bent, so that the limbs can be moved easily and smoothly; the whole body is relaxed, There is no sluggishness or inaccuracy when swinging a sword due to stiff shoulders.

He put the hilt of the sword in the direction of the back foot, below the waist on the right side, with the blade pointing upwards, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the demon hunter's throat.

The sword and body form the shape of a plow.

A cold light flashed in Roy's eyes, and the blade of the sword quickly slashed obliquely from right to left, stepping forward with his right foot, and after an alternate step, it became a new front foot.

After a sword strike, the training sword shifted to the left waist, forming a new plow position...

……

Then the boy demonstrated the top position, the bull position, the low position, and the tail position one by one... The five positions are interchangeable, chopping, stabbing, dragging, and the movements are as standard as using a ruler. Measure it out.

"Very well, you haven't been lazy all this time." The demon hunter nodded, showing approval, and then asked, "Remember what I said? Why did you only teach the basics of swordsmanship and not specific sword moves?"

"Against ordinary humans, demon hunters have to be much more flexible, and only the most basic sword moves are enough to subdue them..." The boy replied loudly.

This is easy to understand. When the physical fitness completely crushes the opponent, the simplest moves are the most efficient and deadly.

"When the opponent is a monster, fancy swordsmanship won't do anything. Only speed, strength, experience, and on-the-spot reaction can determine life and death!"

Five standard starting positions, basic footwork, and basic sword moves allow the demon hunter who wields the sword to give full play to his physical advantages.

There is no need to worry about advanced skills such as listening to the sword, wrapping the sword, and grabbing the sword.

After all, most of the targets of the demon hunter crusade are monsters.

"What is the point of swordsmanship?" Lei Suo began to test the theoretical knowledge,

"Don't simply block!" Roy replied bluntly, "You must counterattack while blocking, or use the opponent's strength to counterattack."

"In the face of a powerful monster," the boy said after a pause, "don't try to block..."

The words of the demon hunter flashed through his mind—no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to completely block the dragon lizard's tail, the griffin's claws, and the giant scorpion's pincers with a single sword...

"Replace all blocks with dodge and roll."

……

"Face me, observe my movements, posture, and the direction of my muscles... what appears in front of you now is a blood thorn corpse—"

The demon hunter in black leather armor imitated the posture of a monster and squatted, landing on all fours.

The boy holding the sword opposite seemed to have received some kind of instruction. After taking the words of the demon hunter, he slowly described the characteristics of the monster, and at the same time moved around the demon hunter in alternating steps.

"Bloodthorn corpse demon, a kind of ghoul, resembles a ghoul but is much larger in size, with three bone crowns on its head. The hardness of sharp teeth is not weaker than steel, and it cannot be confronted head-on, and the weakness—”

The voice stopped abruptly, the young man bowed slightly, stretched his feet, and held the hilt of the sword slightly higher than the top of the head - the side of the back foot - the tip of the sword locked on the demon hunter's face like a compass, making a standard move The bull position rises.

And the latter rushed forward with a muffled roar.

The fallen leaves all over the ground were lifted up by a strong force, and the "monster" rushed to the young man like a raging bull, clawing forward with his muscular claws.

For a moment, the fierce wind blew the latter's scattered black hair, and the training sword lightly touched the demon hunter's body. Roy used the tip of his left toe as the center of gravity to turn his body with momentum, narrowly dodging Grabbed, and by inertia, he dropped his right foot to the side lightly,

"Just now!"

The "monster"'s back was exposed in front of his eyes, and the training sword flew through the air like a gust of wind, poking at the arteries on the back of its neck!

There was a crisp sound of "bang", the arm guard was pulled back, and the sword blade was blocked first, holding it tightly!

Roy didn't have time to drop his sword and was knocked into his arms by the opponent——the demon hunter knocked him to the ground like a giant trampling a doll.

The ground trembled amidst the loud muffled sound, and Roy, who fell on his back, was pale and pale, clutching his chest in pain, his internal organs seemed to have been knocked out of place.

"Ahem... it hurts so much every time, can't you be gentler?!"

"Pain is the only way to have a long memory!" The witcher still restrained his body, heard the words and leaned into his ear and teased, "I'm not a sorceress, and I don't have any milk for acting like a baby. By the way, congratulations, you have achieved 154 deaths. "

"Cough... that's enough, be careful and I'll tell Coral exactly what you said." Roy recently learned a new way to deal with big men, "I'm curious if she will flush you into the sewer when she gets angry?"

The demon hunter's eyelids twitched, he let go of the young man, and patted the dust on his hands, "Actually, I did it for your own good, now I can live longer after dying a few more times."

During this time, the big man pretended to be water ghost, evil ghost, Qi Qimo, little mist demon and other monsters to fight him. Whenever he seized the opportunity to win, the opponent would defeat him with faster speed and greater strength. his hope.

"But you can't cheat all the time!" Roy stood up and touched the side waist of the leather jacket. There was a big hole there for some reason, "every time I suddenly used illegal force and kept hitting my waist. If you are confident, you won’t be afraid that I’ll be devastated!?”

"The Roy I know is not such a weak person! Don't waste time, keep training!"

The two staged several hot "role-playing games" again, and it was no surprise that Roy was still brutally abused.

Until he couldn't pull up any strength at all, he lay upright on the grass in the courtyard, looked up at the bright sky, and panted heavily.

Uncharacteristically, the witcher didn't force him, with complex expressions in his eyes, he sat down beside him, and was quiet for a moment.

He asked seemingly casually, "Little ghost, I remember the miracle you performed in the last section of the Smailk Mine—the injury that was fatal enough to suddenly disappear...Can it still be done now?"

The amber pupils of the demon hunter showed eager anticipation and apprehension—if Roy could activate this ability during the trial, there was no doubt that his chances of surviving would be greatly increased, and passing the grass trial was almost a certainty.

This... Roy looked embarrassed.

Recently, he has been completely crammed with training and testing medicines. He can only spare a small amount of time every day to go hunting in the mountains near the Temple of Meritelli. After all, he is not a professional hunter. The wild beasts in the mountains are so cunning. On average, there are at most ten points a day. Experience points, currently Demon Hunter Lv4 (1300/2000).

It is undoubtedly an extravagant hope to get all the upgrade experience before taking the grass potion, and he is also worried about it.If it doesn't work, I can only ask the sorceress to slow down the whole process until she has accumulated enough experience.