A sword gleam suddenly appeared in the darkness. It was as bright as the stars and as fast as lightning. In Laurist's eyes, the sword gleam had already formed a giant net that covered the heavens and the earth, sealing off all directions of escape. It was as if he had no way out other than to wait for his death.
The figure pouncing towards Laurist seemed to be that impatient junior of his. His attacks were ruthless, and he did not just say that he would only take one of Laurist's arms. The sword gleam was aimed at his vitals, as if he did not care about Laurist's life at all.
Laurist snorted coldly. Instead of retreating, he drew his sword and charged forward, reaching his opponent first.
The moment the two swords clashed, Laurist's longsword released wind and lightning, and the sword gleam that filled the sky disappeared without a trace.
"Ah …" The opponent did not expect Laurist's counterattack to be so powerful. Not only did he break through his sword aura and seize the initiative, he even launched a counterattack without backing down. In an instant, he went from being an attacker to being a defender. He was flustered as he tried to block and parry.
The opponent wanted to block and use his Gold-rank fighting aura to suppress Laurist's sword aura. However, Laurist's swordsmanship was too mystical. He arrived before the opponent even moved, and his moves were like a torrential storm, unending and unstoppable like a flood. He attacked where the opponent had to defend himself, forcing him to defend himself. Meanwhile, Laurist would often change his moves midway and attack another vitals, forcing the opponent to retreat and dodge.
The opponent was already sweating profusely. If not for Laurist pressing him so hard that he could not breathe, he would have called for help long ago. He never dreamed that he would encounter such terrifying swordsmanship. The difference between Gold-rank and Iron-rank fighting aura did not seem to exist. At this moment, Laurist's performance was not at the level of an Iron-rank swordsman. In the opponent's heart, only his senior, who was a great swordsman, could give him the same pressure …
A series of clangs sounded behind him, followed by Boddfinger's muffled groan and the shriek of the senior.
"Ouch … Ouch … It hurts. Lunatic, you lunatic! Ouch … It hurts so much. Junior, are you not done yet? Hurry up and finish that brat! Come and help me! This Silver-ranked fellow is a complete lunatic! Hiss … "That senior brother had obviously suffered a great loss. He was injured by the sword and was screaming in pain.
Bodefinger's laughter could be heard. "Come on, this is how I kill Gold-rankers. Two strikes for one, three strikes for one. Let's see who falls first …"
That senior brother didn't dare to risk his life to fight Bodelfinger anymore. He could only grit his teeth and wander around him, using his Luminous Blade to restrain Bodelfinger while urging his junior brother to hurry over and help him. He even complained about how his junior brother couldn't even take down a Black Iron Swordsman after such a long time, and that his training with the sword had gone to waste …
That Senior Brother didn't know that his Junior Brother was suffering in silence at this moment. Hearing the movement behind him, Laurist understood that Boffinger was injured, so he strengthened his offensive. Several times, he used brute force to forcefully break through the middle and went straight for Boffinger's chest and abdomen. That Junior Brother retreated and dodged quickly before barely dodging these few waves of sword force. He was even more shocked. Originally, he was secretly delighted when Laurist fought him head-on. He thought that as a Gold-ranker, the sword ray from his longsword could easily break Laurist's longsword. Even if he couldn't break it, it would be enough to make Laurist suffer a great loss. After all, his opponent was only an Iron-ranked.
Previously, Laurist's sword force was too fast for the Junior Brother to block. Now that he was here, there was no need to be polite. The Junior Brother used all his strength to clash with Laurist's two swords, but the scene of his opponent's sword breaking did not happen. On the contrary, a tremor came from Laurist's longsword, causing him to almost lose his grip on the hilt. His longsword was broken, and his abdomen was exposed. The Junior Brother was scared out of his wits, and only managed to escape by rolling and crawling backward.
Laurist was helpless. He thought that his opponent was a ruthless character. Since he spoke so arrogantly and coldly, Laurist might have to pay a price if he wanted to take him down. However, other than the sword force that came at him at the beginning, his opponent only dodged, parried, and blocked Laurist's attacks. He didn't even have a decent counterattack. No matter how powerful his swordsmanship was, he couldn't do anything to an opponent who only wanted to avoid his attacks.
Before Laurist could move forward, that Junior Brother had already bowed his body like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, and retreated with small steps. It looked like he had to think of another plan to take him down.
Laurist slowly approached his opponent. He raised the longsword in his right hand diagonally, and under the dim yellow light of the street lamps in the distance, he danced in the air like a peacock spreading its tail, attracting his opponent's attention. He raised his left hand without batting an eyelid, and with a "peng" sound of a spring clicking, a black, slender, and long sleeve dart silently shot out from the sleeve quiver on his left arm and toward the target.
The junior brother's forehead was drenched in cold sweat. The pressure Laurist exerted on him caused him to turn a deaf ear to his senior brother's incessant cursing and urging. Seeing that Laurist was slowly closing in again, he took small steps back while concentrating on dealing with the attack that was about to come. At this moment, he was so frustrated that he wanted to shout and scream to vent the anger in his heart. Who was a Gold-tier Swordsman and who was a Steel-tier Swordsman? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
Laurist pounced forward, the longsword in his hand emitting the sound of wind and thunder. It carried a chilling light as it flew towards that Junior Brother like lightning. That Junior Brother was already terrified, and didn't dare to face the attack head-on. He wanted to retreat and avoid this wave of attack. However, just as he was about to retreat, he felt a sharp pain in his left foot. He lowered his head and saw that a thin, black sleeve dart was nailed into his foot, connecting his foot to the ground …
The Junior Brother was scared out of his wits. Seeing that Laurist had already arrived, he wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but it was too late. Wherever Laurist's longsword went, the Gold-tier Qi protecting his opponent's body melted like snow, and the sword pierced through without any hindrance. With a 'puchi' sound, the longsword pierced through his body.
"Ugh … Despicable …" That Junior Brother spat out two words with difficulty as he was held up by Laurist's longsword.
Laurist knew that the other was referring to him stabbing someone in the back, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he nodded sincerely and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
He pulled out his longsword, and his opponent who was on the verge of death fell to the ground like a broken bag. Laurist turned around, and walked step by step towards that Senior Brother who was still nagging like a duck. The blood on the back of his sword dripped onto the ground, and soon formed a line of blood.
That Senior Brother had been stabbed in the inner part of his left thigh. Although being stabbed in this area wasn't life-threatening, it not only brought about intense pain, but it also made it difficult for him to move. In particular, that Senior Brother didn't dare to charge forward to fight for his life after being stabbed. Instead, he chose to move around, intending to wait for his Junior Brother to rush back before working together to deal with Bodbinger. The result of this was asking for trouble. Every step he took would affect the wound, and the pain caused his mouth to crack open and tremble. It was no wonder that he kept cursing.
However, Bodbinger wasn't in a good condition either. His right rib and left shoulder were covered in blood. The wound on his left shoulder looked fine, and although it looked bloody, it probably wasn't deep. However, his right rib was in a bad condition. It was a stab wound, and it would be troublesome if his internal organs were injured. That Senior Brother would send a few light blades at him from time to time. Every time Bodbinger swung his sword to cut down the light blades, the wound on his right rib would bleed profusely.
That Senior Brother had already stopped in his tracks. He casually sent a few light blades at Bodbinger, and then lowered his head to look at the wound on his thigh. The wound on his thigh had been messily wrapped with strips of cloth that he'd torn off, and blood was seeping out from the bandaged cloth. He moved the cloth, and started cursing in pain again.
That Senior Brother thought that his Junior Brother had returned, and complained with his head down, "What's going on? You took so long to deal with an Iron-rank brat. Hiss! It hurts so much. This Silver-rank is a lunatic. You have to be careful, he'll trade his life for yours. Don't … Ah! Ah! Ah … "
When he raised his head and saw that it was Laurist who was walking towards him from the darkness, the Senior Brother turned pale with fright. After a long while, he finally managed to spit out a complete sentence, "How, how, how is it you? Where's my Junior Brother? "
Laurist swung his sword behind him, "He's lying on the ground over there. He really paid with his life for my arm, but unfortunately, he didn't get what he wanted. It's all up to you now."
He continued to press forward step by step.
"Don't, don't, don't come over …" That Senior Brother pointed his sword at Laurist, and retreated in a panic. Hearing that his Junior Brother had died, his mind was in chaos. In his eyes, Laurist's slowly approaching figure had already become a demon king that would take his life.
After retreating a few steps, that Senior Brother only stopped when he bumped into the flowerbed behind him. He looked around and had an idea. He threw the longsword in his hand at Laurist, turned around, and channeled his Qi into his feet. Enduring the pain, he leaped high into the air, wanting to jump over the flowerbed and abandon his sword to escape.
The sound of air being pierced rang out, and a longsword leaped through the air, piercing through that Senior Brother's back and out of his chest. That Senior Brother waved his arms and legs in midair, only letting out a blood-curdling scream before falling to the middle of the flowerbed. After struggling for a few moments, he stopped breathing. This longsword was thrown by Bodbinger. Seeing that Senior Brother was trying to escape, he threw the longsword in his hand without hesitation. However, after throwing the longsword, his entire body became exhausted.
After knocking away the Senior Brother's long sword, Laurist was still six or seven meters away from the Senior Brother. Seeing that the Senior Brother wanted to escape, he couldn't catch up. He originally thought that the Senior Brother would escape, but he didn't expect Boffinger to use a sword throwing technique on him, directly killing the Senior Brother in mid-air with one strike.
"Brother, that was a wonderful throw. Good throwing skill." Laurist praised loudly and quickly walked towards Bodbinger.
Boddfinger smiled weakly. "This is a military technique, it's not worth mentioning. However, I can't compare to you. Both of us were Gold rank, but you were unharmed and even killed the enemy before me. Not only did I get hit, but I also had to rely on you to scare the enemy away to find the opportunity. I'm ashamed. "
Laurist went forward to support Bodbinger. He carefully let him lean on the long chair and began to examine his injuries. The injury on the left shoulder was not serious, but the stab wound on the right rib could not be examined in detail due to the dim light from the street lamps.
Seeing that Laurist was worried about his injuries, Bodbinger was very touched. He smiled weakly and said, "I'm fine, I know what I'm doing. When the sword stabbed me, I was already on guard. It shouldn't have hurt my internal organs. I'll recover in a month or two. Back in the army, my injuries were worse than this, but I still managed to survive. "
Laurist directly took off his linen undershirt and tore it into strips. He first bandaged Bodbinger's two injuries, then went to search the two corpses. He only brought back two money bags, two longswords, and two one-star Gold rank Fighting Aura badges.
"Strange, these two swords are very ordinary, but these two Gold rank Fighting Aura badges don't seem to be the style of the Trade Federation. That's rare," Laurist said.
Bodbinger could not recognize where they were from, and shook his head.
There were about twenty gold fords and thirty large pieces of silver in the two moneybags. Laurist put the gold fords and the large pieces of silver in one of the moneybags, then took the bag of the large pieces of silver and said, "Here are our spoils, Brother Boddfinger, one for each of us. I won't stand on ceremony. This extra bag is mine. "
As he spoke, he stuffed the bag with more than twenty gold fords into Bodbinger's arms. Bodbinger was stunned, and a look of gratitude appeared in his eyes. "Mister Norton, you …"
Laurist waved his hand to stop him from speaking. "Call me Locke. When you drew your sword and fought alongside me, you were my friend. There's no need for formalities between friends."
"Hmm …" Bodbinger smiled. "Alright, Locke. You can call me Borg. That's what my comrades in the army call me."
"Alright, Borg," Laurist said.
The rumbling of a carriage could be heard from afar. It was Redi driving the carriage back. The roof and the luggage rack at the back of the carriage were filled with people. Before the carriage could even stop, the people on top had already jumped down from the air, and seven or eight people rushed over while shouting. Aire and Fatty Shi took the lead and rushed over. When they saw that Laurist was fine, they heaved a sigh of relief.
"Where are they? Did you guys chase them away? "Fatty Shi asked while panting.
"There, and the flowerbed. Both of them are lying on the ground." Laurist pointed in a direction and asked Fatty Shi, "Do you have medicine?"
"Yes, yes …" Fatty Shi quickly took out some medicine from his pocket.
Aire waved his hand, and Terman brought a few people to check on the bodies.
Laurist untied Bodbinger's bandages and reapplied medicine.
"Daddy, daddy!" A boy and a girl rushed over and grabbed Bodbinger's hands as they started crying. They were Bodbinger's son, Howard, and daughter, Alisa. They were frightened when they woke up in the carriage. It was a strange carriage, a strange person, and their father was missing. If Fatty Shi hadn't told them that they were going to pick up their father, they wouldn't have known how badly they would have cried. However, when they saw their father and found out that he was injured, the two children still wailed.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Howard. You're a boy, you have to learn to be strong. When you grow up, you still have to protect your sister. Boys shouldn't cry casually. Daddy's fine, it's just a cut and some blood. It's no big deal, "Bodbinger said to his son as he stroked Alisa's hair.
Garilando limped over. "I know these two. It was their first time coming to the Red Raven Tavern tonight. They were sitting in the corner drinking and didn't talk much. I watched them for a long time and realized that they seemed to be waiting for someone. Since they were very quiet, I didn't pay much attention. However, when Locke came back from the backyard to check out the carriage, he went to the counter to pay the bill and said that he wanted to leave, so they left first. It was Louise who went to collect the bill. "
Fatty Shi pondered. "Could it be that they went to the Red Raven Tavern to wait for Locke? Did they leave first to ambush Locke on the road ahead? Did you find any clues on them? Locke. "
"Other than the money pouch and this Impetus badge, they didn't bring anything else. Hmm, and these two swords." Laurist handed over the two Impetus badges.
Fatty Shi turned the badges around and looked at them for a long time. "The style is quite unique, but I can't remember where this badge came from."
He handed the badges to Aire, who came back cursing. "This is your territory. Fortunately, nothing happened to Locke. Otherwise, how are you going to explain this to everyone? These are the badges of those two dead people. Take them and see if you can find any clues. "
Aire took the badges and looked at them. "Ah, it really is a 1-Star Gold. Redi came to the tavern and said that two 1-Star Gold ambushed you, but we didn't believe him. You're actually fine, but these two died. F * ck, Locke, you're a monster! "
"Didn't you see that Brother Borg was injured? If it wasn't for him, I would have been in danger. Stop talking nonsense, everyone help carry Brother Borg to the carriage. His family will stay at my place for now. Right, where's Instructor Marlin? "Laurist asked.
Fatty Shi said, "Still in the carriage, sleeping soundly …"
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