bookcurios Chapter 162 Madman
Chapter 162 Madman
Barica's words undoubtedly deeply hurt Dimitar Dex's heart, which could be seen from his face.
There is no need to elaborate on some of the things, the boy's blushing face will naturally speak louder than any language in the world.
His breathing became heavier. Maybe he was trying to calm himself down by breathing in and out?
It seems that the boy still needs to practice more on his ability to manage his facial expressions.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and the out-of-control emotions on his face gradually calmed down, and he actually laughed.
"Haha, forget it." Dimitar Dex raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Baraka: "There is no point in saying more. It seems that you can't understand my good intentions."
"Since Teacher Caesar is here, why don't I compete with you in front of him and let you see the difference." Dimitar said.
Caesar was sitting nearby enjoying the melon when he was suddenly summoned.
"Is it okay? Teacher Caesar, I would like to invite you to be our referee. Let's compete in swordsmanship." Dimitar said confidently: "As for the rules, let's follow the rules of the Forbidden Magic Countermeasures competition."
"Uh, Barricka, would you like to?" Caesar asked.
With his vision, he could roughly estimate the strength of both sides.
Caesar knew Barricka's strength very well.
Although this Dimitar Dex appeared in front of Caesar for the first time, he could see the gap between the two sides from some subtle details.
Take hands for example.
His sword-holding posture was much better than that of Baraka.
For example, Baraka held her sword too tightly. Once her sword collided with the enemy's weapon, it would be fine if both sides had similar strength.
If the other person is slightly stronger than her, this grip can easily hurt her base of the thumb.
Caesar had talked to her about this problem, but habits are not so easy to change.
Adding in the fact that Dimitar Dex is a male, the power gap between the two is likely to be quite large.
To be honest, Caesar was not very optimistic about Baraka.
"Let's go." The red-haired and cold girl spoke in a cold tone.
Bereka looked fearless, she stood up with the sword in her hand.
Heather looked worried.
She was the one who bandaged Barricka's palm just now.
There is a wound on the hand that holds the sword. Will she be able to do it?
The two soon came to the white circle that Caesar and Barica had drawn during their training.
The scope of that circle is not small, with a radius of more than five meters.
But it is not enough for a fight between swordsmen, let alone a swordsman who can use magic.
Just a few steps of running start and they'll be within close combat distance.
The two men stood at the two ends of the circle, each holding their swords.
"The rules of the competition are that the magic value used by each person cannot exceed 20 mana. If it exceeds, you will be directly judged as the loser. If the sword in your hand is knocked out, you will be judged as the loser. Whoever goes out of the white circle first will be judged as the loser. If you hit the vital point, you will be deducted points. The one who loses five points first will be judged as the loser. Do you have any objections?"
Caesar announced the rules.
Both men shook their heads, their eyes fixed on their opponents.
"Well... let the game begin!" Caesar announced.
As the game began, neither of them approached their opponents rashly, but kept a certain distance and observed their opponents.
Unlike ordinary people, Dimitar Dex's dominant hand when holding the sword is his left hand.
His center of gravity is very low, and he holds the sword with his left hand, with his right shoulder in front. When he draws the sword, it will be swung over, and the distance of the force will be very large. There is a difference in our physique, so if he attacks first, it will be disadvantageous to me.
Barryka made this judgment.
She decisively took the initiative and rushed forward quickly with the wooden sword in her hand.
The girl held a sword in her hand and approached Dimitar quickly, intending to attack from the upper right.
The swords used by both sides were black wooden swords used for training taken from the school.
This kind of sword is painted, very heavy, and has the characteristic of being very durable. Although it is not sharpened, it will still hurt if it hits someone.
The swords of both sides are the same length, and whoever strikes first will have the initiative.
His left shoulder is at the back, which means that his defense return speed will not be that fast.
"Snapped!"
The crisp sound of wooden swords clashing was heard, and Bereka's attack failed to work and was blocked by Dimitar.
Baraka was in a jumping and slashing posture. The attack was powerful and quite difficult to block. Even if there was a gender difference between the two sides, this sword should have been difficult to block.
But when the wooden swords of both parties collided, Dimitar slid the sword sideways to relieve some of the force, and then dodged to the side, preventing Baraka from gaining the advantage from top to bottom.
The difference in combat effectiveness between the two sides can be seen from this step of the fight.
Dimitar clearly had the upper hand technically, not to mention he also had the physical advantage of being a man.
With just one collision, blood oozed out of Barricka's palm.
The confrontation between the two began.
Baraka's sword-drawing style is fast, accurate and ruthless.
She enjoyed using all kinds of stabbing and jabbing blows, trying to attack Dimitar's sword hand.
But Dimitar's attacking style left him with no chance to strike.
Every time Dimitar swung his sword, he did so with great force, relying on the power of his body's rotation to swing the sword out, and he always managed to strike back before the opponent.
The two men's swords kept clashing and their sword shadows were intertwined. Heather could no longer see the details of their confrontation.
But you can tell who is better and who is worse from the positions of the two people fighting.
Baraka was constantly pushed to the outside of the white circle.
Suddenly, magic power gathered in Dimitar's hands. He squatted down, dodged Bereka's sword, and stretched out his hand, on which a dazzling white light flashed!
【Flash Technique】!
"Ah!" It was not Barricka who screamed, but Heather.
The girl stared at the duel between the two men intently, and was blinded by the dazzling white light.
Barica was caught off guard and closed her eyes, with tears flowing out of her eyes.
opportunity!
Of course, Dimitar would not miss this opportunity, and the sword in his hand went straight towards Baraka's face.
But unexpectedly, the latter closed his eyes and listened to the sound and determined the position, and blocked the attack with the wooden sword in his hand.
Although the first strike failed, Dimitar was not discouraged. He turned around and kicked Baraka in the abdomen.
"Hmm!" Barryka's body was unstable. She was in a state where her old strength was gone and her new strength had not yet been generated. She had no way to dodge. The kick made her body float in the air and leave the white circle.
But magic power was also gathering in her hands, and the spell was quickly taking shape.
The spell is completed before the player is deemed defeated on the ground.
With the magic power of twenty manas, if you want to support your body, you can't use the wind, you can only use that method.
【Fireball】!
madman!
Dimitar's eyes widened. Are they going to fight like this?!
The fireball exploded on Barricka's back, leaving her bloody and mangled, but she also used the boost to fly back into the circle.