When Shirou walked out of the valley, the large number of Rasta Bears all noticed him.
For these monsters that lived in the frozen snow, any living thing made of flesh and blood was prey to kill. Human fat and meat were very rich and tasty, making them the best source of food.
That's why the Rasta Bear group set up such a trap to attack passing trade groups.
The bear group was still thinking about whether to attack the valley that the adventurers had run into, but Shirou actually came out on his own, so they immediately jumped on him.
"!!!"
Seeing so many bear groups moving together, the adventurers in the valley showed nervous expressions.
Anyone could feel the terrible pressure that so many monsters attacking together would bring. Even the strongest adventurers could not withstand the attack of so many enemies at once.
Many people even closed their eyes, not wanting to see Shirou being eaten by the monsters.
"Woof!"
But the next moment, something surprising happened to the adventurers.
When the Rasta Bears were about to touch Shirou, Shirou didn't make too many movements. He just calmly blocked, but the attacking Rasta Bears suddenly let out a painful scream. Their huge bodies seemed to have been hit by a huge force in an instant, and they fell to the ground bleeding.
What happened?
This scene was too unbelievable, causing the adventurers to be confused.
After all, Shirou clearly didn't make any active moves just now. He only blocked, but it led to the Rasta Bears dying.
In the scene, Suzanne was the first to react, muttering in surprise, "Could that have been… the secret skill of Water God Style?"
"Water God Style secret skill?"
Timothy and the other adventurers looked at Suzanne, looking like they had never heard of it.
This was normal.
The average level of the adventurers present was only intermediate. Only Suzanne and Timothy each had upper-level strength, making them the strongest in the team.
For adventurers of a lower level, the secret skill of a style was basically something difficult to understand. After all, after mastering a certain secret skill, you could basically be considered a Saint level of that style!
Most people had never even seen a Saint level expert before, let alone understood the style secret skill that a Saint level could master.
Although Suzanne was also not a Saint level, she had seen a real Saint level to some extent.
The master of the Water God Style training hall who taught her swordsmanship was a Water Saint.
Suzanne had seen the Water Saint show the Water God Style's secret skill. It was a technique that could launch an attack while blocking.
That Water Saint was only skilled in this one secret skill, and was recognized by the Water God of the royal city, and given the name Water Saint.
Suzanne had once dreamed of mastering the Water God Style's secret skill and breaking through to become a Saint level, but the difference between her talent and reality made her finally give up practicing swordsmanship and become an adventurer.
So, Suzanne recognized at first glance that Shirou's skill was undoubtedly the Water God Style's secret skill, but she never thought that she would see such a skill in such a young boy.
This young Water Saint could probably be compared to Isolte, the talented Water God Style Swordsman of the royal city.
Of course, when Suzanne left the Asura Kingdom, she heard that Isolte had already been recognized by the Water God and become the Water King.
Shirou's talent was likely not as good as Isolte's.
Suzanne had this thought in her mind, and described it to the people around her in a very shaken way.
Although they didn't understand what the Water God Style secret skill meant, when they heard that Shirou's strength was already equal to a Water Saint, everyone immediately understood the situation and showed shock.
Such a young Water Saint was simply like a figure from a dream to ordinary adventurers.
Before the adventurers' thoughts could continue, Shirou had already changed his movements on the snowy ground, raising the long sword in his hand in a very strange motion.
Just now, he forcibly used the sword as a sword and unleashed the Water God Style secret skill - Blade Return, but the difference in weapons made him less adapted to the Water God Style moves.
So, after discovering that there were still more Rasta Bears charging towards him, Shirou decisively changed his style and used the skill most suitable for the weapon in his hand - North God Style!
"North God Style Ready Stance Second Form Circle Heaven Blossom!"
In the Holy Land of Swords, Shirou learned many swordsman skills, including naturally North God Style swordsmen.
So, even though North God the Second didn't directly teach Shirou martial arts, Shirou relied on his own ability to basically have the strength of a North Saint.
Compared to the Water God Style, which only required mastering a secret skill to be named a Water Saint, the North God Style didn't have any direct moves or skills to judge levels.
For North God Style, there was only one necessary condition to become a Saint level, and that was a fast enough on-the-spot reaction in battle!
No matter what the environment or what the opponent, you could forcibly create an advantage and give yourself the conditions to fight further. This was what a North Saint should have!
In the current snowy conditions, the Rasta Bears undoubtedly had a geographical advantage, and also a numbers advantage.
After Shirou split open an attacking monster with his sword, he decisively pulled back, took out the spear behind him, and used the advantage of the spear being an inch longer to constantly fight with the monsters.
After being trained by North God the Second, Shirou's spearmanship had reached an excellent level. Although it wasn't to the degree of Ruijerd's control, and not as good as the Lancer class Servant he had seen in his past life, he could be considered a Lancer with qualified strength.
Every time he thrust his spear, he would directly pierce a Rasta Bear, and rely on his flexible movement to avoid the subsequent attacks of the bear group, then thrust another spear, killing again!
This exaggerated action stunned everyone who saw the battle.
The adventurers didn't know what to say for a while, only complete shock remained in their hearts.
On the other side, Shirou couldn't solve all the bear groups with spears after all. At the moment when he was about to be surrounded by the monsters, he decisively took out the bow and arrow behind him, and pulled the bowstring!
"Trace, On!"
Although it was a familiar projection, Shirou didn't project Noble Phantasms right now, but just projected bows and arrows.
However, every arrow he shot hit the vital points of the Rasta Bears with extremely exaggerated accuracy!
"Awooo!!"
Although the Rasta Bears' fur was hard, their bodies still had weak spots. Shirou's arrows hit those weak spots with great accuracy, causing the bear group to constantly reduce in number.
However, Shirou didn't keep using arrows to kill the monsters.
Because although the arrows could constantly reduce the number of monsters, the number of Rasta Bears was still exaggeratedly large. They quickly caught up with him and surrounded him from all directions.
Facing this situation, which would be a dead end for ordinary people, and even difficult for ordinary Saint levels to escape from easily, Shirou didn't hesitate any longer and chose to draw the Dragon Sword of Beauty and Grace from his waist.
Shirou had never worn a sword, because North God the Second's teaching made him realize that he couldn't rely too much on swordsmanship.
But North God Style didn't force Shirou to never use a sword again.
If the situation was too critical, drawing the sword was always the swordsman's last trump card!
"Click!"
The dragon sword at Shirou's waist was drawn.
Although it was empty snow, everyone felt a strange wind pressure suddenly sweeping across, even leaving a clear mark on the white snowfield.
"Awooo!!!"
The Rasta Bears' intelligence as living things was too low, and they didn't notice the change in the boy in front of them, and still pounced on him like crazy.
So Shirou didn't hesitate at all, raised his hand and swung the long sword in his hand.
"Puchi!"
The Longsword of Light, which hadn't been used for a long time, was once again swung in Shirou's hand.
For some reason, maybe the training during this period had worked, Shirou clearly felt that the speed at which he swung the Longsword of Light had become faster than in the past.
Although it wasn't enough to change the quality, it was indeed accumulated and a clear amount of change had occurred.
Before the Rasta Bears, or even the adventurers, could react to what had happened, Shirou tore apart the monster in front of him with one sword!
Then he didn't stop and completely burst out with Sword Saint level swordsmanship!
"Pa!"
"Pa!" "Pa!"
On the snowy plain covered with ice and snow, every time Shirou swung his sword, a monster would die.
Blood unknowingly stained the earth red.
The white snow couldn't hide the red blood.
By the time they came back to their senses, hundreds of Rasta Bears had died under Shirou's sword.
After doing all this, Shirou didn't indulge in the joy of killing. He very restrainedly put away the blood-stained Dragon Sword of Beauty and Grace, and put the long sword back into his bag.
At the same time, he quickly found a unconscious figure in the snow, surrounded by two or three monsters with their heads pierced by arrows.
"Sara…!"
In the attack just now, Sara seemed to have not had time to retreat, resulting in being surrounded by the bear group.
But she didn't give up resisting and was still fighting hard.
Relying on Shirou's previous teaching, Sara successfully held on until Shirou's rescue arrived, but before that, she was exhausted and fainted.
So Shirou didn't hesitate and immediately carried Sara back to the adventurers.
"I, I'll heal…"
The healer of the adventurer team, Mimir, immediately cast a healing spell on Sara.
Seeing that Sara's breathing was steady, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but look at Shirou, showing an attitude of not knowing what to say.
After the battle just now, everyone saw Shirou's true strength.
To be this age, and yet be a Saint level in all three swordsmanship styles of Water God Style, North God Style, and Sword God Style…
This is simply not something a human can do.
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