Soul of Burning Steel

On the deserted street, Joshua and the golden warrior stood opposite each other.

Moser Wilson, the strongest of the younger generation of the Wilson family, a golden warrior with gray hair and gray eyes, he is wearing heavy plate armor, but he does not see the slightest stagnation in his figure, which is enough to make ordinary soldiers unable to move For fighters of this level, terrible armor is no different from leather armor.

But looking at his eyes, he didn't feel relaxed at all. Right now, the tall golden warrior only had endless surprise and uncertainty in his heart.

He didn't care about the provocative words spoken by the enemy in front of him. Disrupting the enemy's rhythm and thoughts by ridicule is a must for a soldier. After so many years on the battlefield, he has heard countless words that are many times worse than this This time, Moze will not get emotional just because of such words.

What surprised him was the strength of the enemy that did not conform to the rumors.

Joshua Radcliffe, according to the rumors in the Black Crow Legion a month ago, he should only have the strength of the middle-level silver, even if he made a breakthrough in the war and advanced to gold, he would not There should be this level of proficiency, gold is a sublimation on the physical level, no matter how talented, it will take a few months as a buffer to slowly master this power!

But the facts were so, and Moze couldn't help but believe that Joshua was standing in front of him as a gold-ranked formidable enemy.

"My name is Moser Wilson."

Slowly pulling out the broad cross sword from his waist, the golden warrior regained his composure, his sword pointed at the enemy, and his eyes were clear.

"Joshua Radcliffe."

Joshua also simply reported his own name. This is a tradition in this world, to announce each other's names to prove that this battle is upright, and no matter the victory or defeat, it is a proof of glory.

The moment after the words were finished, the wind howled, the two swords screamed, and the friction noise produced by the collision of steel and steel was extremely noisy. Splashing sparks sprang up like a fountain and scattered around, but neither side of the war paid attention to this trivial matter. In less than a second, they had already fought for several rounds. Before the surging air had time to set off an impact, this tentative fight was over.

"good!"

Returning to the original position, placing the broadsword horizontally in front of his chest, Moze adjusted his breathing rhythm, and then let out a low shout, the whole figure disappeared again, and in the blink of an eye, there was a blow with extremely heavy force The ground-shattering slash had already slashed straight at the top of Joshua's head. Under the violent swing of the golden warrior, the originally black cross sword was like a black streamer, and it was almost impossible to see its movement clearly.

Just a little power leaked out has already blurred the atmosphere. This slash does not seem to have any technical changes, but it has achieved the ultimate fusion of strength and speed, and the attack issued between breaths does not need any subtle changes.

"madness."

With a shout, Joshua's expression was as cold as steel. Facing such a heavy sword that could easily smash the city wall and split the steel heavy sword, he did not choose to go back to defense, but raised his left hand, ready to use his flesh and blood to harden it. Grabbing the opponent's sword sharply, using bones and flesh to block this wave of offensive, at the same time, the body-length sword held in the right hand is also from bottom to top, and without hesitation, it moves towards Moze with all its strength!

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The body, even the body of a strong gold man, cannot really compare with a weapon made of steel, not to mention that it is a weapon that is blessed with fighting spirit and wielded by another gold-level warrior with all its strength. In an instant, the palm of Joshua's left hand was directly chopped off, but even so, the attack that was originally aimed at the top of the head had shifted its direction, and went towards the outside of the body. Ze was helpless in the face of Joshua's all-out attack!

The magical machine that Yingying transformed into is a giant weapon that is bigger than a human body and extremely heavy. Facing Moze's cross sword, it is already dexterous and it is difficult to take the lead.

But it also means that if it hits, it does far more damage than a normal weapon.

Never would have thought that Joshua was so unafraid of injury, and dared to risk his life in the second fight, and because he didn't want to let go of the weapon in his hand so simply, Moze didn't use the fighting spirit as a counterattack at the first time , let himself dodge, all in all, when the golden warrior forcibly retracted his weapon under the instinctive reflex, and avoided this attack that was enough to cut him in half, he reacted slowly, his left hand was already at the elbow And off.

"...even the gods would marvel at your courage."

Controlling the contraction of the arm muscles to stop the bleeding, Moze gritted his teeth in cold sweat and said, "I have never met an opponent like you."

"That's just because all your previous opponents were vulnerable."

He closed his split left hand expressionlessly, and under the burning vindictiveness, the flesh and bones were rapidly merging and re-healing as one. Joshua sneered: "You haven't experienced many gold-level attacks at all. Fighting, how can you know the skills in it?"

It's like you've been through it so many times!

Moze felt that the whole person was inexplicable. The guy in front of him had not advanced to gold for a month (doubtful), so why did he seem to have more experience than himself?

In fact, Joshua's experience is richer than his, and not just a little bit, but a lot.

Through the assimilation of energy, the self-healing ability of gold-level fighters has reached a new level. As long as the vitality is strong enough and the supplementary nutrients are rich enough, they can re-grow missing limbs within a few days. Laceration, an injury without physical loss, only takes a few seconds to roughly heal, and quickly restores a certain amount of combat power.

To use this kind of injury that can be recovered quickly as the price, to inflict damage that cannot be quickly recovered on the enemy, for the former legendary warrior, this is simply instinct.

Make a fist with your left hand that has roughly recovered, then open it, then close it again...

Joshua felt very good. He had never experienced such a good feeling. This feeling of fighting to the death and tasting the blood of himself and others was beyond imagination.

At this time, the street where the two confronted each other has returned to silence, and the civilians who originally lived here have gone to seek refuge in the distance, and a little bit of powdered lime has also floated out from the impact potholes caused by the two fighting.

To be honest, Moze's strength is actually higher than Joshua's estimate, but it is indeed reasonable. After all, in the first two versions of Continent of Disputes, the gold rank is a legend. Unlike the gold after the Great Demon Tide, the gold at this time is still very precious, and most of its templates are around elites and excellence. Some are even boss templates, which are quite different from the common templates of the blowing water level after the Great Demon Tide.

But even so, this is an insurmountable gap. From the body to the power of control, gold is a qualitative change. In the game, the process of qualitative change has been replaced by countless players complaining about it for many years [Glory Mission], a long task chain Instead of this adaptation process, in this real world, running-in is necessary, just as children cannot wield a giant sword, and young children cannot wield a big axe, it is impossible for ordinary people to quickly adapt to this change.

But how could Joshua be like those people?

Just about a month ago, he was still a peak legend who could unleash his extraordinary talent at will, easily shatter mountains and set off tsunamis with one punch, but now he just returned to the golden rank, adapting to fighting methods and so on, completely It doesn't take much time, just a few seconds at most——

Just the few seconds of speaking, that's all.