Slime Immortal.

Chapter 182 Sword Knight

Arno had just finished his attack and was about to give chase when Kahn, with his superb riding skills, quickly adjusted his posture and nimbly leaped backward on his lizard mount, steadily creating a safe distance.

He stared intently at Arno, the initial surprise and astonishment in his eyes quickly fading, replaced by a deeper calmness born from learning a lesson.

The caveman knights watching were even more surprised than Kahn himself, and they began to whisper among themselves.

"To be able to repel Captain Kahn, does this gentleman really not have changed his class yet?"

"Perhaps they have already passed the trials related to strength."

"How is it?" Chen Yu asked Nili.

Nelly pouted and stretched lazily, saying, "It's still early. Getting my little secret recipe won't be that easy."

Just as she said, Kahn, who had withstood Arno's heavy blow, was still not red in the face or out of breath, and his breathing was frighteningly steady.

If you could listen closely to his chest, you would even find that his heartbeat was still slow and rhythmic, steady and powerful, as if his whole body was still in a peaceful slumber, and the fierce battle just now had not awakened his dormant body.

Holding his spear, he re-entered a standoff with Arno and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Arno, your strength is indeed far beyond my expectations, but this only increases the difficulty for you to pass the trial."

"Those who can truly pass the Knight's Trial are all those who can maintain their surging fighting spirit and indomitable will even under high-pressure combat. The more dangerous the situation, the more they need to exert all their strength to complete the trial under extreme pressure and achieve a sublimation of life."

"If I want you to truly pass this trial, then I will no longer hold back and must go all out. I hope you are ready to face the real challenge."

"Unleash all your power and potential under my offensive, and forge them into an indomitable instinct."

Arno was taken aback at first, then his eyes became more serious. He nodded and said, "I understand. Come on, Instructor Kahn."

"Hehe, Mr. Arno, you're too kind." Kahn chuckled, then quickly suppressed all expression on his face, gradually becoming calm.

Even though he was just standing still, he gave off a strong sense of impending storm, like the calm before a tempest.

The boss is about to enter the second phase!

The next moment, Kahn's eyes suddenly blazed with light, as if ignited by flames.

The Eye of Insight

Arno became alert and was about to defend himself when Kahn's figure suddenly blurred, as if merging into the gap between light and shadow, like two flickering candlelight afterimages, appearing beside Arno at incredible speed and thrusting out his spear.

So fast!

Arno was startled and had no time to block. His fighting instincts outpaced his thinking, and he used petrification.

Just as the spear was about to touch his skin, a grayish-white hue finally covered his arm, and with a crisp "clang," the spear was knocked away by skin as hard as rock.

【Hack】

Without a second thought, Arno, relying on muscle memory, swung his broadsword down forcefully at the shadow.

"clang!"

The broadsword did indeed strike its target, but it was firmly blocked by Kahn's blue enchanted round shield.

Even more peculiar was the strange repulsive force field wrapped around the shield, like a slippery eel, which cleverly deflected most of the force of his slashing.

Immediately afterwards, Kahn launched a ferocious offensive like a whirlwind, his spear transforming into countless cold stars, relentlessly attacking Arno's vital points.

Arno was almost completely on the defensive, and if it weren't for the powerful protection provided by his petrified skin, he would have been riddled with holes by now.

At this moment, Kahn changed his previous hit-and-run style and rode his lizard mount to engage Arno in close combat.

His eyes, which seemed to glow in the dark, appeared to see through all of Arno's defensive weaknesses and power habits, leaving Arno with almost no chance to catch his breath or retaliate.

Even when Arno occasionally launched a counterattack based on instinct, it would be precisely blocked by Kahn's enchanted round shield.

Instead, he abandoned any intention to block or dodge, relying solely on his petrified skin to withstand the damage. At the same time, his arm muscles bulged, and he swung his broadsword, launching a frenzied, all-out counterattack.

For a moment, on the training field, the two lizard mounts roamed and collided at high speed.

The heavy broadsword reflected a blazing halo in the torchlight, clashing fiercely with the blue enchanted round shield that represented reason and composure. Each strike unleashed dazzling magical light and a piercing metallic clang.

But to Arno's alarm, under such intense attacks, his strength had begun to wane, his arms felt sore and numb, and his breathing became heavy.

Kahn, whom one occasionally glimpses through the interspersed firelight, remains calm and composed, his breathing as steady and long as ever, like a monster that knows no fatigue, possessing terrifying stamina.

Outside the venue, Nili poked Chen Yu in her arms with her finger, her tone tinged with a hint of smug satisfaction at his predicament: "See? I told you there would be a good show."

"The most terrifying thing about caveman knights is their physique and endurance. They can adapt quickly to even the harshest environments and run continuously for ten days and ten nights without getting tired."

"This level of combat intensity is probably not even a warm-up for Kahn. This kid is in for a tough time."

On the training ground where firelight and shadow intertwined, two figures riding lizards seemed to traverse the boundary between day and night, constantly rushing, entangled, and colliding.

Arno once again swung his broadsword with all his might, barely managing to repel a tricky thrust from Kahn, but he was already slightly out of breath, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

Such intense combat was extremely taxing on his stamina; he could even feel his sword-wielding arm trembling slightly.

But this wasn't the weakness and trembling after exhaustion; rather, it was more like the body had been completely activated, entering a state of extreme excitement, as if long-dormant muscles were awakening one after another, and every fiber was eager to fight.

"Come again!"

Instead of being discouraged, Arno was inspired to fight even harder.

Kahn remained silent, but the fighting spirit in his eyes grew even more intense and pure.

He made a move that surprised everyone—he casually tossed the spear in his hand to the ground, rode his lizard mount in a swift arc, swept past the weapon rack at the edge of the arena, and picked up a heavier lance.

【charge】

He crouched down, charging towards Arno with unstoppable momentum, his mount sweeping across the ground like a whirlwind.

"clang!!!"

The heavy lance clashed with the broadsword once more.

The lance was parried, whizzing past Arno's cheek with a screeching sound, the sparks illuminating his eyes, which were brimming with boiling fighting spirit.

After several intense exchanges, the resounding clang of broadswords clashing with lances echoed across the training ground like continuous war drums.

Arno was completely immersed in the pure thrill and pressure of the battle. The more he fought, the more ferocious the power surging within him seemed to become, his aura rising like a sleeping lion awakening. He's back!
That familiar feeling is back!

The subtle weariness and composure that life has honed in middle-aged people is rapidly fading away, replaced by an unstoppable youthful vigor.

The overwhelming momentum even caused his short hair to move slightly without wind.

He felt as if a raging fire was burning in his chest, but the fire was not burning bright enough, far from enough!
Faced with Kahn's renewed charge, Arno glared angrily. Without a second thought, the broadsword in his hand seemed to sense its master's boiling fighting spirit, spontaneously emitting a piercing hum, its unsteady form seemingly enveloped in a hazy protective aura.

【Sword Echo】

The sword manual only explains the most essential sword techniques, focusing on physical training and martial arts enhancement. However, he used his own experience to develop it into a combat skill that no warrior had ever seen before.

A brand new skill!
Kahn lowered his body even further, his body, the heavy lance, and the lizard mount beneath him seemingly merging perfectly into one, transforming into an invincible, sharp gust of wind that charged toward Arno.

In the instant the broadsword clashed with the lance, his gaze caught sight of the broadsword shrouded in a hazy, overlapping shadow. Before he could even think, a completely different force was transmitted through the lance to his arm.

This force, unlike its previous savagery, transformed upon contact into a sharp, high-frequency oscillating needle with extremely strong penetrating power.

"boom!!!"

To everyone's astonishment, the momentum of the lance's charge came to an abrupt halt, as it was directly shaken upwards by the broadsword, almost flying out of his hand.

Arno could not suppress the ever-burning flame in his heart. His skin turned red and hot from the rush of blood and qi. He raised his broadsword high with both hands, and the blade hummed again as he swung it down at Kahn.

【Sword Echo】

Kahn's expression changed noticeably this time. In his haste, he only had time to turn the heavy lance sideways and barely hold it in front of him.

"clang!!!"

The metallic clang seemed almost tangible, stirring up dust from the ground.

The lizard mount beneath Kahn let out a low wail, its limbs giving way beneath it, and it collapsed to the ground.

"flame?"

Looking at Arno's skin, which was as red and hot as a branding iron, Kahn did not frown because of his disadvantage; instead, his eyes burst with intense joy.

"Hahaha, not enough, not nearly enough! Are you trying to tickle me?!"

He exerted force with both arms, forcefully deflecting the broadsword pressing down on his lance, and then swept the heavy lance horizontally, attempting to force Arno back.

"Come again!"

Arno's fighting spirit burned like a tangible flame. The hazy, overlapping image of the broadsword became clearer until the blade itself was visible. The originally chaotic aura was twisted into a single force, intersecting with the lance.

Kahn felt an immense force surge through him like a flash flood, making his arms numb and his chest feel tight. He and his mount were pushed backward several steps.

He had to once again rely on his caveman knight's agility, maneuvering his barely standing lizard mount around.

Arno, riding his lizard mount, gave chase relentlessly, his speed increasing with each step. The man and his mount achieved an unprecedented level of coordination and synchronization, their movements creating a subtle whistling sound, as if they had truly transformed into a whirlwind sweeping across the battlefield.

In Chen Yu's eyes, a flickering, struggling light and shadow suddenly appeared on Arno's body, and then gradually became clearer.

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Reputation Title: Sword Knight
Acquisition Requirements: Humanoids must undergo a thousand sword swings and a hundred falls from their horses to hone their skills. Under the witness of an instructor or knight commander, they must pass the glorious trial in a formal duel held at the knight training ground, relying on their superb horsemanship, sharp swordsmanship, and pure strength.

Title effect:

1. Reputation Mark: The name "Sword Knight" will be sung among knights and warriors, earning the recognition of like-minded people or the awe of the weak.

2. Iron Hoof Gallop: While riding, you receive the blessing of a whirlwind, significantly increasing your mount's movement speed.

3. Sword Knight's Heart: Break through the shackles of your own strength, all strength training will gain additional benefits and permanently increase strength attributes; at the same time, increase your comprehension of sword combat skills, and the power and accuracy of any sword skill will be enhanced.

Note: This is the resonance of steel and glory, proof that ordinary iron has been forged into a sharp blade, born on the training ground and sublimated on the edge of the sword—the orthodox way of the knight.

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"clang!"

The two sides clashed, but the power emanating from the broadsword seemed to have undergone a transformation, becoming even more unstoppable.

Kahn felt a violent jolt in his arm, a piercing, tingling sensation shooting straight to his shoulder blade, and he could no longer grip the heavy lance.

The lance flew out and crashed heavily onto the rammed earth in the distance with a dull thud.

This muffled thud was like the tolling of a bell signaling the end, announcing the conclusion of this fierce duel.

A knight who has lost his weapon has, in a traditional sense, already failed.

Kahn's face still showed astonishment, as if he hadn't been able to react immediately.

At the edge of the training ground, the caveman knights, who had been whispering, were now eerily quiet, all staring at the figure standing in the center of the field, sword in hand, radiating heat.

Several seconds passed before Kahn came to his senses. He dismounted and walked steadily to Arno, giving him a knightly salute.

“Mr. Arno, I have lost this duel.”

"I accept the defeat with all my heart."

Arno looked at Kahn, who was bowing to him, and the fervent fighting spirit in his eyes quickly dissipated like the receding tide. His boiling blood gradually calmed down, and reason regained its footing.

He stared blankly at his hand, which was still tightly gripping the broadsword, a look of confusion on his face.

what?
He... won?
He defeated a full-fledged knight.

It's like they're just playing around.

Nelly walked over and looked him over again. "I didn't expect you to actually win."

Then she poked the slime in her arms, "This little guy must be so smug right now, secretly mocking his aunt's bad taste, right? That's what you're thinking."

Chen Yu said, "Only a child would be so smug. Hurry up and hand over your little secret recipe."

(End of this chapter)