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"This guy is by no means an ordinary person." Colin squinted his eyes, but then he took the lead in launching the attack. He strode forward, the training sword on his chest was raised high, and he slashed towards Leon Brown from right to left.
Although the angle of the sword is very positive, under the blessing of his 10 points of agility, the speed is extremely fast. I saw a bright silver light flashed away, and the sword was already in front of Leon Brown.
"Ding." Leon Brown's waist sank slightly, and blue veins suddenly burst out on his fair little arms. The training sword that was lying on his waist went straight up, intercepting Colin's training sword near the top of his head.
His expression was extremely calm, his hands were as steady as mountains, but his feet with riding boots sank slightly, sinking into the mud.
"I underestimate him. As expected of the next generation of Brown Knights, the owner of the bronze bloodline. Strength and speed are not much different from mine." Colin's heart sank slightly, but his right foot flew up and kicked the opponent's left thigh.
Leon Brown sneered, dodged the blow with a flick of his body, and stabbed straight into Colin's right armpit. The speed of the sword is extremely fast, and the angle is extremely tricky.
Colin landed on the ground with his right foot, his waist sank, and the whole person staggered to the left for a few points, avoiding the sword. Then he turned his arms and came to the training sword at his waist. The sword cut to Leon Brown's waist, but was intercepted by Leon Brown.
The two sides battled more than ten moves in the blink of an eye, but there was no winner. I saw you coming and going, and the sword screamed endlessly. After more than ten moves, Colin and Leon Brown separated and looked at each other solemnly.
"Good guy, it's actually like this. Standing in front of Colin Russell is Leon Brown, the next generation of Brown Knights, the owner of the bronze bloodline. People who have taken various potions since childhood and received strict training
from famous teachers.
" The swordsmanship used by Leon Brown is by no means Rolle's military swordsmanship, but the "Blast Swordsmanship" handed down from generation to generation by the Brown family. It is known for its speed. However, it was meticulously defended by Colin Russell. The swordsmanship that he uses in the military of Luo Er is different from the last time. It looks ordinary, but he is so powerful?"
"Yeah. The last time he dealt with Brian, he used to train the big sword like a thin sword, which is flexible and versatile. This time, it is ordinary and square. It looks like the Rolle military we use. The swordsmanship is the same, but the power is very different."
The students around, the seriously injured, have been carried down to lie down and taken care of by the doctors accompanying the group. The slightly injured person immediately became alive and vigorous, and watched the battle around, all with shock and inexplicable expressions on their faces.
Whether it is family background, education, blood. Colin Russell is no match for Lyon Brown. They both are like a white swan and a real earth duck, the gap between the sky and the earth. But now the both are standing together, and their swords have come and gone, and they are evenly matched.
How are they not shocked?
On the branches of the tall tree, Ms. Anna's hands have been changed to embrace, dragging the greatness in front of her chest. She frowned slightly.
"Everyone has a secret. Colin's physical fitness has made two qualitative leaps and has reached the current strength. But swordsmanship is something that relies on hard training. It's already extremely perfect, and even I may not be able to match him. Why?"
Ms. Anna Rao is well-informed and puzzled.
The most shocking is actually Leon B.
Lang, he had seen from when Colin dealt with his classmates just now that Colin's physical fitness had reached the perfect level of a quasi-knight.
But I didn't expect Colin's swordsmanship to be so tyrannical.
"Roer's military swordsmanship is just ordinary military swordsmanship, not brilliant swordsmanship. And our family's hurricane swordsmanship is very famous throughout the marquis. I received my uncle's special training when I was a child. Even though I came here, Will Knight Academy goes to school, but after school, there will be a training class on the swordsmanship of the wind. My uncle said that my swordsmanship has passed the introductory stage and has reached an ordinary level. With my swordsmanship, since I can only compete with him? Is this guy a monster?"
Leon Brown was still calm on the face, but he was shocked inside.
In fact, Colin was also very surprised, and muttered in his heart: "Is this the hurricane swordsmanship that the Brown family has passed down from generation to generation? It's really a lot of knowledge."
But after separating again, Colin took a deep breath. Russia's changed, and his face was full of chills.
"You've done your best, and I'm just warming up." The next moment, Colin leaned forward slightly, stepped forward with his right foot, as if an afterimage appeared in the air, and the next moment Colin had appeared in Lyon In front of Brown, a sword slashed horizontally and cut off.
"So fast!" Leon Brown's scarlet pupils shrank slightly, but he was surprised but not flustered. He turned his arms, pointed the sword tip down, and stood on his right side to intercept the opponent's horizontal slash.
"Hey!" Amidst the loud chirping of the sword, Colin dexterously turned his wrist and the sword's stance changed, almost sticking up against Leon Brown's training sword, slicing diagonally towards Leon Brown's right chest.
"This guy's military swordsmanship is like the sky in summer, whether it's sunny or rainy, I can't figure it out." Leon Brown's body was tense, and his heart was terrified beyond measure. A large amount of sweat suddenly appeared on Ben's calm face. He bent his left foot and leaned to the left with all his might, dodging the sword dangerously and sinisterly.
The training sword in Colin's hand almost brushed past his short blond hair. Leon Brown was startled with more sweat. But before he could have a moment of joy, Colin turned his wrist and trained the sword to cut from left to right.
Leon Brown reluctantly swung the training sword and raised it above his head to resist.
"Ding", this time he was extremely embarrassed, his legs and knees were bent to such a degree that they were so close to the ground that he almost fell down and bowed, calling him Dad.
However, Leon Brown didn't really kneel down. He fell forward and rolled on the ground. He rolled past Colin in a very embarrassed manner and came behind Colin.
Colin then twisted his waist, as if deformed, and the twisted angle between his upper body and lower body was extremely terrifying. He struck Leon Brown with his sword again.
Leon Brown was unsteady and had to hurriedly block.
Sword and sword clashed again, and Leon Brown finally fell backwards. Colin's strength was unforgiving, his feet turned quickly, and he stabbed Leon Brown's neck with a sword in the front, but stopped within an inch of his neck.
"You lost." Colin said lightly.
Leon Brown felt the coldness of the sword's edge, his throat trembled, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. His calm and handsome cheeks were covered with iron blue...........to be continue.