Seeing Bujia halt his attack, Brand breathed a sigh of relief. He shook his arm, not feeling much soreness or numbness, which indicated that Bujia was maintaining his strength at a similar level to his own—an idea suddenly sparked in his mind. If the opponent was viewing this battle merely as a test, then perhaps he had a chance to turn the tide.
Brand's heart was eager. If Bujia was maintaining the absolute strength at his level, trying to defeat him solely through the understanding of swordsmanship and sword intent, that would be seeking a dead end.
Who did he think he was.
Although being at Level 130 in the Amber Sword wasn't the pinnacle, it was still not comparable to Bujia at this moment. In the game, Brand's character had used seventeen different swordsmanship techniques for nearly a century, with over half practiced to Level 10 and above. As for those he had seen or exchanged blows with, they were countless.
Bujia's swordsmanship was from Sean's Knight Swordsmanship school, broad and sweeping, with horizontal and vertical moves, and his title of Cross Hand also came from this. Plus, with his own comprehension of the 'Earth' sword intent, that majestic power combined with the momentum of a thousand pounds often captured one's mind even before the sword was drawn.
Unfortunately, this set had no effect on Brand. He even understood that he wouldn't fall into the opponent's rhythm. So, before Bujia could draw his sword, he already initiated the attack.
The move was simple, just a thrust from Erune's military swordsmanship.
But this thrust stunned everyone—
especially those who had learned Erune's military swordsmanship. They knew that the thrust was just an entry-level technique (Erune's military swordsmanship Level 0). Many had learned it and practiced repeatedly, but they couldn't imagine how this single thrust could span a distance of five meters in an instant.
Brand saw a flash of surprise in Bujia's eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly laugh. It seemed that although this future Great Sword Master was practicing intermediate swordsmanship, the level of his swordsmanship was not yet high. It made sense, as at this point in time, Bujia was probably only in his fifties or sixties, still in his rising phase, so his swordsmanship achievements had not yet reached the master level.
But since this was the case, he wouldn't understand the terrifying enhancement of master-level swordsmanship once it surpassed Level 10.
The basic thrust effect of Erune's military swordsmanship had a distance of one and a half meters, reaching three and a half meters with master enhancement. Brand knew a few tricks, and five meters was him deliberately concealing his true strength. Otherwise, a seven-meter thrust wouldn't be impossible.
When the swordsmanship reached Level 20, the Grandmaster's swordsmanship enhancement reached monster level. Above Grandmaster, there was still the legendary Level 30 threshold, which Brand had only heard of but never witnessed.
In short, his thrust was as fast as a shooting star. The surrounding mercenaries were so shocked that they forgot to jeer—at that moment, while Bujia hadn't had time to retract his weapon. He hesitated briefly then realized Brand's intention, smiling. To him, a swordsman shouldn't rely on tricks to confront enemies.
But since Brand was insistent, he instinctively prepared to give this young man a lesson.
Bujia soon discovered it wasn't that simple. Brand's sword seemed to come alive. What should have been a simple thrust proceeded with a follow-up handle strike, then turning, followed by another sword. But Bujia saw Brand change direction three times in the last moment, aiming directly at his chest.
Bujia was slightly startled, having to retract his drawing hand and sidestep. But Brand seemed to know what he intended, his sword already waiting in front. This future Great Sword Master was shocked and retreated, leading to three more successive thrusts from Brand—another thrust.
Thrust after thrust, Bujia couldn't bear it anymore. He was familiar with Erune's military swordsmanship—but he had never seen anyone use it this way. Yet Brand executed with precision, making a striking impression. Bujia swore there was no military manual in their country describing these swordsmanship techniques, but at this moment, this young man showed him it was plausible.
This was a technique and routine summarized by countless warriors.
The techniques had far surpassed the basic offensive routes and routines advocated by most NPC instructors of Erune's military swordsmanship. In roughly thirty to forty years of past gaming, players had extensively summarized the essence of tactics, discovering they didn't need to adhere strictly to the system-provided offensive routes.
The innovation of techniques began.
At this moment, Bujia was facing what could be said as the new Erune's military swordsmanship, established by players thirty years later. Among them were Brand's own techniques and insights as a warrior master. So, as soon as Bujia entered Brand's attack rhythm, the pressure was immediate.
This young man seemed to know his every move, while he was bewildered, like a swordsmanship newbie facing a top master. Bujia was momentarily reminded of his early days in learning swordsmanship.
It wasn't even a difference in strength.
It was the absolute gap in technique.
This future swordsmanship master was pushed back seven or eight steps by Brand, without even touching his sword. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. If this continued, it wouldn't end well. He had to
unleash his full strength, directly using the power of the 'Element' to block Brand's sword with a punch.
With a resounding 'clang'.
Brand was finally unable to resist, retreating ten meters, tumbling back into the watching crowd.
There was a dead silence in the hall.
Not a single cheer for that strike. At that moment, the hearts of the mercenaries were filled with only one thought:
What kind of swordsmanship was that? Was Erune's military swordsmanship supposed to be ? What level of swordsmanship talent did this young man possess? Did Bujia actually struggle to fend off his offensive round? Wasn't I still dreaming?
No, this must be a dream.
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