"That's right, I'm the weakest, the weakest Sword Saint."
The smiling young man used his proud words to destroy the last bit of confidence in the people in front of him.
Sword Saint? The weakest Sword Saint? That was still a Sword Saint! He was a monster who had honed his swordsmanship to the extreme and used his martial arts to reach a supernatural level.
"A 22-year-old Sword Saint?! That's too ridiculous! "
"No, I was 16 years old when I first arrived in this world. This is my life-saving trump card, but it seems that not many people have the chance to see it."
On the battlefield, words were still the best weapon to attack an opponent's confidence. The cruel reality was that the huge difference in strength between the two sides was no longer a blow to the "elites" 'confidence in victory, but rather to their remaining self-esteem, as well as the confidence of a warrior who could still stand here and face a powerful enemy.
Sword Saint wasn't a job class. It was actually a type of realm, a realm that could transform something rotten into something magical.
In Aishi, warriors, knights, berserkers, and any other weapons-using job class could be called a Sword Saint as long as they were able to release sword energy from their bodies without any additional support.
Although the gap between ordinary swordsmen and Sword Saints had been narrowed with the development of the era, and rookies also had long-range attack methods other than sword energy. Magic swordsmen's magic swords had elemental power that wasn't much weaker than sword energy, Sword Saints had also developed countless new tricks as the era progressed.
The most obvious was that compared to traditional Sword Saints who used sword energy to attack, using exoskeleton equipment like magic armor to release sword energy … it was no joke to release sword energy that had a range of 40 meters.
Of course, that wouldn't be discussed here. However, when Rorschach displayed his impressive sword energy cultivation, as well as the silver-green natural elements attached to his sword, everyone knew that Robins and his companions' ambush tactics had become a joke.
That's right, Robins had small arms and legs, so his Strength was no more than 5, Dexterity was no more than 10, and his Constitution was no more than 5. He couldn't carry anything on his shoulders, and his short legs couldn't run fast. He was a piece of trash who would die with a single blow.
Such a talent condition was fatal to a melee class. Even a Sword Saint's combat ability would be greatly reduced.
For example, the Sword Saint's most famous Profound Skill, Whirlwind Slash, was already a Sword Saint's signature skill. It used a powerful spin to drive the flow of Sword Qi, and in the end, the Sword Qi that tore through the atmosphere turned into a whirlwind of Sword Qi. It allowed Classes that didn't have large AOE damage to be used as a killing weapon on the battlefield when necessary.
But if Rorschach were to use it … the Storm of Sword Qi would probably turn into a Sword Fan Breeze.
The Sword Qi brought about by the low strength had already been weakened. Once again, it was divided and dispersed by the centripetal force of the rotation. It could probably only be used to blow the wind.
Considering the short range brought by the short arms and the low speed limit brought by the fragile body, it might not even be able to be used as a large fan. It could only be used as a low-power ceiling fan.
Most Sword Saint techniques and mystical abilities were based on the user's outstanding physical attributes. Since Rorschach had such an obvious weakness, it meant that he wouldn't be able to use most sword techniques. Even if he did, he would only be able to use the shrunken, degraded, toy, or funny versions.
In fact, even the Sword Qi's power would naturally be greatly reduced. If a Sword Saint's Sword Qi could reach up to 10 meters, then your body, stride, and limbs would only be half the length of an ordinary person's. Your Sword Qi would probably only reach up to 5 meters.
"… But you're still a Sword Saint! You're a monster who's trained your Sword Arts to the extreme! "
The person who cried out in surprise was Roxia, who had a faint smile on his face. Behind him, there was a large group of giants on the ground.
Rank 3 heavy knights and quasi-rank 4 berserkers were nothing more than a simple kick, an elbow, or a sword hilt in front of this smiling youth.
There was a huge gap between Rorschach's combat experience and techniques. Not only was Rorschach's overwhelming Strength and Dexterity unable to be used, they even became a burden to his muscles and muscles.
"He didn't even draw his sword!? The difference in strength shouldn't be that great, right? Is this an adult beating a child!? "
"… It's an old bird bullying a newbie."
Rorschach smiled as he took a step forward. Then, he suddenly drew his sword and fiercely swung it behind himself.
The assassin hiding in the shadows was sent flying horizontally. Rorschach's Sword Qi, which had been accumulating power for quite some time, caused the unlucky assassin to roll down the treant's body.
"… So this is the somewhat famous assassin, Auris? He's been crouching there for three minutes. That's not bad, but he's still far from Nana's level. Ha, the treant is more than ten meters from the ground. I hope that his damage reduction skills are as excellent as Nana's. He probably won't have any time to defend himself if he falls while carrying so much Sword Qi. "
"Auris? No, Auris isn't among our people. He's not with us. "
Rorschach furrowed his eyebrows. So it wasn't Auris? In that case, he would have to revise his recruitment plan. But then, he instinctively felt that something was subtly off.
"Oh, it seems that Auris is going to be a lone wolf."
"No, Auris was hired half a month ago. He did sign up, but he didn't participate in the tournament."
Luo Binsi's intelligence work was really good. Luo Xia gave him a thumbs up in her heart, but another problem emerged.
Since the famous Auris wasn't here, which outstanding assassin could have been hiding by his side for so long without being discovered?
This wasn't a difficult question. Rorschach already had an answer in his heart, but he had a rare bitter expression on his face.
"I think I know …"
[Rorschach, someone asked me to pass on a message to you …]
There was no need to say anything else. The assassin who had been falling down the entire time had already started cursing.
"Rorschach, just you wait! I was kind enough to help you set up an ambush and cover for you, but you're crazy enough to even attack your own people … Wait! Tell these little monsters of yours to stop their damned tentacles … "
Although he led the ground, he was met with the Nature Army. Their instincts told them that a certain dark elf was obviously not one of their comrades.
Magical morning glories and magical vines were natural masters of binding and binding. A certain dark elf was unable to move due to Sword Qi entering his body … Rorschach's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He felt that he might not live to see the next day's sun.
"Cough!"
He coughed lightly. Since it was likely that he couldn't be saved, he might as well focus on the important matter at hand.
In Rorschach's mind, anyone who could stand in front of him was someone worth recruiting.
"Then I'll be direct. We have plenty of opportunities. As long as you join us, I can make you become just like me."
"Then, what's the price?"
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