Chapter 5

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Ding!!!

Two iron swords clashed, producing a clear sound.

"Reylin! You're no match for me, give up!" George held the sword with both hands and laughed.

"Not by a long shot!" Reylin growled, stepping in a strange pattern and launching another attack.

"Ha!" George swung his long sword, creating a fierce wind.

Reylin's cross sword blocked George's attack.

"Good! Your defensive stance is excellent!" George praised loudly. "Be careful! I'm going to attack your left foot next!"

"Come on!" Reylin prepared himself.

"Watch this!" George swung his two-handed greatsword, drawing a beautiful and deadly arc in the air, aiming for Reylin's right foot.

Reylin took a step back, his cross sword blocking George's greatsword in mid-air. "You said it was going to be my left foot, you're not keeping your word!"

"Haha... That's called strategy! Testing your flexibility. My old man often taught me that if you don't understand tactics, you'll eventually be played! I just want to play others, not be played!"

George laughed and pulled back his greatsword.

"No more! No more! You're getting better each time! In a few days, I won't be able to beat you!"

He scratched his head in confusion. "Reylin! My swordsmanship is the result of hard training with a great knight. My teacher says my swordsmanship is on par with a regular knight! How can you be beaten by Olin and the others if you can fight me to a draw?"

"These sword techniques were taught to me by my father when I was young, but I forgot them. Now I just want to recall them through training!"

Reylin clenched his fists, his face turning red.

"Once I have the strength, I will take my revenge and break Olin's legs!"

It looked like a scene of a passionate young man determined to rise after a setback.

"Dear Reylin, I believe you can achieve your goal!" George patted Reylin's shoulder.

With a sympathetic look, he added, "Even now, with your strength, you are enough to take revenge!"

Through sparring, George had a good understanding of Reylin's strength.

"I can handle one or two, but Olin and the others are five in number!" Reylin said, somewhat worried.

Actually, he was confident he could handle Olin and his gang, but without an excuse, how could he trick George into training with him?

"By the way, what did you mean by the great knight you mentioned earlier?" Reylin asked, recalling George's complaint.

"You mean the great knight? That's a higher level of knighthood, a major figure anywhere! If you're lucky, you might even be treated by the king! If you're willing to serve, you'll definitely be appointed as a legion commander!"

"Their bodies are strengthened to the limit. It's said that in the secular world, even a formation of archers or a charge of heavy cavalry can't stop their steps!"

"So powerful!" Reylin murmured.

A legion commander, with a status equivalent to a count, would require a viscount like John to bow first.

Heavy cavalry, the pinnacle of combat power in the age of cold weapons, could even knock down small city walls with a charge. For a great knight to resist with just their body, how powerful must they be?

Seeing Reylin's longing expression, George laughed and comforted him, "Don't envy them. A wizard is a more mysterious and powerful force than a knight. Once you become a wizard's apprentice, your status will be on par with a great knight. If you become a full wizard, congratulations, killing a great knight will be as easy as squashing an ant. Kings of various countries will vie to offer their beautiful daughters to your bed..."

"Are wizards really that powerful?" Reylin asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why are those black-robed figures so cold to us, who might become wizards? They are just knights!"

"About that? I'm not entirely sure, but wizards have a very noble status, as my father told me! I can guarantee this with the reputation of the Berunin family."

George touched his nose, somewhat awkwardly.

"Alright! Alright! I don't doubt you!" Reylin said, somewhat helplessly.

In his mind, he silently said, "Chip! Scan the person in front of me!"

"Ding! Name: George Berunin Strength: 1.9 Agility: 1.8 Constitution: 1.9 Status: Healthy"

George's stats were beyond what normal training could achieve. According to him, he had been trained as a knight since childhood, which led to his current physical condition.

The outside world had a unified term for warriors who improved their physical condition through knightly breathing techniques but did not activate life energy—apprentice knights!

George's physical condition was top-notch even among apprentice knights!

This was also related to his noble birth and the use of expensive potions to enhance his constitution.

"Alright, we've rested enough, let's go back! I don't want to see those cold faces of the black-robed figures because we're back too late!"

George looked around, the moonlight casting a silver glow, and the silence was broken by the chirping of insects.

During the day, they had to travel, and Reylin didn't want to draw attention, so he and George trained secretly at night.

Of course, this didn't escape the notice of the black-robed figures, but after a few encounters, Reylin found them to be very cold. As long as they didn't leave the camp too far and cause trouble, they didn't care.

"One more round, and then we'll go back!" Reylin said. "After this, I can return this cross sword to you!"

"Um... What?" George was initially casual, but then his eyes lit up. "You're finally done, Gus has been nagging me for it!"

To train in swordsmanship, the first thing needed was a cross sword!

As a noble, many young men wore warrior attire and carried long swords at their waists.

But the old Reylin didn't have one, the reason being—too heavy! It affected movement!

Because of the inconvenience, the Reylin who set out on his journey didn't even carry a dagger, resulting in the Reylin who crossed over being completely unarmed, unable to find a cross sword for training.

To train in swordsmanship, Reylin had the idea to approach his first friend after waking up—George.

Using the threat of exposing their friendship, he made George provide free sparring and weapons!

Thinking about George's pale face and the look of having made a bad friend, Reylin couldn't help but smile.

"Although your swordsmanship has improved quickly, do you really not need the cross sword anymore?" George asked.

"Since I'm close to Gus, borrowing it for a while more wouldn't be a problem..."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't need it anymore!" Reylin smiled and declined.

After this period of practical training, he had thoroughly mastered the cross sword techniques secretly passed down by Farell. Due to the chip, his swordsmanship would always remain at its peak, and he wouldn't become rusty from not handling a cross sword for a long time.

"Alright, let's have one last match, and I'll only use the same strength as you!"

George said, picking up his greatsword and moving to the center of the grass, the bright blade gleaming in the moonlight.

Reylin also moved to the field. "Come on! No holding back this time!"

He had an experimental idea and wanted to put it into practice, so he issued the invitation.

"Chip! Create a task! Analyze the opponent's strength and the surrounding environment, simulate the best defeat strategy!"

"Task created, analysis starting..."

"Experimental result: subject unharmed, target incapacitated. Do you want to activate dynamic auxiliary view?"

"Activate!" Following Reylin's command, countless blue lines suddenly appeared in his field of vision, as if virtualizing the field.

"Based on the target's reaction, the probability of preemptive attack is 98.99%, targeting the subject's right arm! Best response: side step, jump slash!"

As the chip spoke, blue lines in Reylin's retina formed a virtual George, raising the greatsword to slash at Reylin's right arm.

"Ha! Watch this!" George shouted, indeed launching the first attack, swinging his greatsword at Reylin, exactly as the virtual image had shown.

Reylin smiled, sidestepped the attack, raised his cross sword with both hands, leaped into the air, and slashed down.

Jump slash!!!

"Damn! How can this be?" George yelled, rolling on the ground to dodge the cross sword's tip.

Reylin's cross sword struck the ground, sending up dirt and small stones.

George stood up, his face becoming serious. He could feel that Reylin had anticipated his attack and knew his movements inside out.

"If you don't attack, I will counter!" Reylin said with a smile.

"Come on then!" George stared intently at Reylin.

Reylin held his cross sword and advanced with a straight thrust, every move as textbook-perfect as possible.

George made a blocking motion but sidestepped to avoid the thrust, counterattacking with a swing of his greatsword!

"Best response: turn 50 degrees to the left, horizontal slash!"

Following the chip's prompt, Reylin dodged George's greatsword and delivered a horizontal slash, almost grazing George's body.

The more they fought, the more cold sweat appeared on George's face.

Every move he made was blocked by Reylin, and his evasion range was getting smaller and smaller.

"I can't keep this up! I'll go all out!" George swung his greatsword and collided with Reylin.

Bang!!! A silver light flew out, embedding itself in the grass, the greatsword still trembling and humming.

On the battlefield, Reylin's cross sword was horizontally pressed against George's waist. "You lose!"

"You're right! I lose!"

George murmured, then stared straight at Reylin. "How did you do it?"

"Simple, after so much training, I memorized your patterns!" Reylin sheathed his sword and smiled, bowing.

"My... patterns?" George repeated.

"Yes, in short, everyone has a habit when they strike. Once you remember it, you can easily set traps based on the enemy's habits. That's how I dealt with you!"

"Phew!!!" George exhaled deeply. "I understand!"

Then he looked at Reylin as if he were a monster. "Your talent in swordsmanship is truly the best I've ever seen! If you weren't chosen as a wizard's apprentice, I would definitely recommend you to the War God Academy in the capital!"

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