The impression that Chen Mo left on him was too deep.
Chen Mo was invulnerable from head to toe and didn't fear any of his attacks at all. After escaping back to the Polish base, he racked his brains to think of a way to deal with Chen Mo. Then he set up this trap in the cockpit of the Valkyrie Goddess. It was his last resort to deal with Chen Mo.
Originally, he thought that if Chen Mo really broke in, he would find a way to lure him into the trap. But he didn't expect that Chen Mo would walk right into the trap. Things went very smoothly, and it didn't take much effort to lock him up.
The cage was made of thick and solid alloy steel plates. The entire floor and ceiling were specially reinforced. They could withstand hundreds of tons of pressure without deforming. The steel columns around him were as thick as an arm. In Baron Straker's eyes, Chen Mo was already dead.
His old enemy of many years was about to die in his hands. Straker was very happy. He looked at the top of the cage slowly pressing down on Chen Mo.
Chen Mo raised his head and looked at the top of the cage that was slowly pressing down. He smiled disdainfully. Under Baron Straker's mocking gaze, he slowly pulled out the King's Sword from his back.
Looking at Straker with the same gaze, Chen Mo held the long sword in his hand and slashed twice in front of him. The steel columns that were as thick as an arm were easily cut off like tofu.
Baron Straker looked at Chen Mo in disbelief. He couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
"You! … … "
Chen Mo didn't say anything. He slowly walked towards Straker.
Last time in the battle at the Clausburg base, Straker didn't dare to take Chen Mo's powerful attacks head on. He relied on his superb swordsmanship and didn't dare to take the King's Sword head on. Chen Mo wanted to test his swordsmanship, so he consciously held back. So he didn't know that the King's Sword was invincible.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of this trap that could be easily broken by the King's Sword to deal with Chen Mo.
Chen Mo didn't say anything else. Instead, he raised his sword and attacked Straker. He wanted to see how much his swordsmanship had improved.
Ever since his battle with Straker exposed his lack of swordsmanship, Chenmo had spent a lot of time and energy on his swordsmanship these past few months.
Not only did he ask Huang Quan and the others for advice, Chen Mo also secretly collected the Holy Cross Swordsmanship from the Holy See during the European Middle Ages through the Hydra.
The Holy Cross Sword Technique originated from the Holy Knights of the Church, and it had displayed its prowess during the Crusade. In this vast war that had lasted for close to two hundred years, tens of thousands of people had died under the Holy Cross Sword Technique.
This set of swordsmanship, which was born in the war, was completely made for killing. It was extremely murderous.
The Holy Cross Sword Technique was fast and fierce, and it directly attacked the vital points. The moves were big and powerful, and it contained many exquisite combat skills. It was a pure killing swordsmanship that had been born from the experience of hundreds and thousands of years of religious wars and endless battles on the battlefield.
There were many exquisite moves and techniques between advancing and retreating, chopping, parrying, and counterattacking. Chen Mo was lacking in the connection and transformation between moves.
After all, he hadn't systematically learned any swordsmanship before. He had completely relied on his extraordinary strength, speed, reaction, and the King's Sword's indestructible special attribute to be invincible on the battlefield.
But no matter how developed his brain was, no matter how strong his learning ability was, he couldn't create a profound swordsmanship out of nothing. Many techniques and experiences needed to be honed and comprehended over time.
Although the swordsmanship that he had figured out in the past was much stronger than that of ordinary people, it was still insufficient in front of Baron Straker, who had mastered profound swordsmanship. A few months of exploration by a genius couldn't be compared to the hundreds and thousands of years of experience accumulated by countless predecessors.
After obtaining the Holy Cross Sword Technique, Chen Mo had to admit that the ancients were powerful after some serious research. No matter if it was fist techniques or swordsmanship, he had only scratched the surface. Only by learning the precious experiences left behind by the ancients and standing on the shoulders of giants would he be able to better display his wisdom and strength.
In fact, he had done very well in fist techniques. He had learned a lot of profound fighting techniques from Huang Quan and the others. They were all techniques that he could never have imagined. They contained the wisdom and comprehension of countless seniors.
On top of this foundation, Chen Mo applied it according to his actual situation, and his combat skills were incomparably powerful. This also caused him to neglect swordsmanship later on.
However, there was still a big difference between fighting bare-handed and using a longsword. Fortunately, he had met a master swordsman, Baron Straker, who had enlightened him in time. Otherwise, if he were to meet a powerful enemy in the future, this would become a huge flaw in his defense, and he might have to pay a terrible price for it.
Chen Mo and Baron Straker quickly clashed. Straker could clearly feel that Chen Mo's swordsmanship had undergone a huge change. The way he attacked was clearly more methodical, and his moves were swift and precise. There were almost no flaws to be found.
Under Straker's flexible and strange attacks, the changes in his moves were not as stiff as before. The changes in his moves were smooth and swift, and Straker couldn't keep up with the rhythm. As the battle progressed, Straker gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
And this was still Chen Mo not using his full strength. Just like last time, Chen Mo suppressed his strength to the same level as Straker. From this, it could be seen that Chen Mo's swordsmanship had greatly improved.
After figuring out his current swordsmanship and Straker's swordsmanship, Chen Mo no longer had any interest in continuing the battle.
Holding the sword with both hands, Chen Mo slashed down. When Straker wanted to use the same trick to deflect the longsword, Chen Mo's left hand lightly pressed on the end of the sword's hilt. The longsword's trajectory instantly changed, and it cleverly dodged Straker's attack. Under Straker's frightened eyes, the longsword slashed diagonally across his chest.
A splash of blood splashed out. Straker looked down at his chest in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but he found that his strength was rapidly draining away. After taking one last look at Chen Mo, he blacked out and fell to the ground.
Chen Mo's expression didn't change at all. He sheathed his sword on his back and slowly walked to Baron Straker's corpse.
This chess piece that he had personally chosen had perfectly completed his task.
Picking up the rapier that fell on the ground, Chen Mo carefully looked at it. The rapier's body was slender, the structure was complex and gorgeous. Looking at the luxurious retro style and decoration, it should have a long history.
Chen Mo removed the gorgeous scabbard from Straker's waist. He put the rapier back into the scabbard and then stored it in the space.
Although he didn't touch the blade of the King's Sword, but with the hardness of the King's Sword, it could still be considered as a divine weapon.
Chen Mo didn't hesitate to take the Straker's family heirloom rapier into his collection.
As for Baron Straker's corpse, Chen Mo directly threw it out of the cabin door at the back of the plane and it fell into the vast sea below.
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