Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

Even if one has high three-dimensional attributes such as strength, physique, and agility, they will no longer have any advantage once they leave the physical body. So how can one rely on martial arts to overpower the opponent?

That's not very realistic.

Originally, Lorne planned to focus on martial arts, with wizard cultivation as a secondary goal. He intended to use drugs to quickly skip the apprenticeship period and then switch to cultivating bloodline and body refinement once he reached the formal wizard stage.

It now seems that the upper limit is too low, and the required resources are also quite large.

However, those are issues to be considered later. The priority right now is to deal with that guy who's been relentlessly pursuing us like a mad dog.

Lorne, taking advantage of his agility, moved with ease amidst the dense horde of skeletons, pulling away for nearly a hundred meters.

They still couldn't shake off the big man.

One after another, the skeletons behind them flew up and turned into bones scattered all over the ground.

The burly man knocked down a group with one punch, and then shoved another group with his shoulder; this cat-and-mouse game unfolded amidst the horde of skeletons.

"This kid, he's as slippery as an eel!" he cursed, quite annoyed.

In my memory, these first-level apprentices should be easy targets, but now I've wasted so much time and haven't even touched a hair on their head.

If word gets out, how will I ever save face?

No wonder people say that those who are overweight and have a fiery temper are stubborn and single-minded. Even when they are in danger, they recklessly and mindlessly pursue their goals.

Encountering undead creatures like Death Knights would likely result in dire consequences.

The big man charged forward for a while, then suddenly stopped, his feet sinking slightly into the bottom of the pit, and leaped into the air.

Several skeletal claws were still deeply embedded in his flesh, and he was lifted into the air along with them.

Lorne noticed the big man's actions and instantly activated his mental perception.

The scene within a radius of about three to five meters was completely drawn into his mind.

A skeletal hand tore through the earth and emerged, and a skeleton lunged at him...

Suddenly, a ball of dark green light burst in, and Lorne reacted quickly, stopping in his tracks.

A dark green ball of light streaked across the sky above their heads and struck a spot a few body lengths in front of them, instantly transforming into corrosive acid that splashed onto the white bones of five or six skeletons.

"laugh--"

As the water vapor rises, the bones are etched with shallow pits of varying sizes at a visible speed, resembling a honeycomb.

If this happened to someone, even with a constitution attribute of 9, they'd be disfigured...

Lorne leaped onto an open space, ceasing his escape. He had already made a basic assessment of the overall strength of the giant.

Its agility is slightly lower, but its strength and physique are slightly superior to mine. With its scales covering its body and thick skin, its defense will be very high.

Without magic, an apprentice cannot absorb the bloodline power of extraordinary beings. The fact that the Great Han had the special structure of scales at this stage clearly indicates that he had undergone modification.

Perhaps he was Gunnar's test subject; the so-called teacher injected the burly man's body with the blood of some unknown species...

The burly man, who had just failed to block Lorne's retreat with his "Acid Splash" attack, was extremely frustrated and kept cursing under his breath.

But seeing Lorne stop running and stand still, the annoyance and anger on his face were quickly replaced by surprise.

"Are you scared out of your wits? You piece of trash!"

The burly man leaped and briefly hovered in the air, then swung his right arm back to gather strength, veins bulging on his neck. His fist, larger than Lorne's head, descended with a powerful gust of air.

"That's right! Stand still and quietly await your death!"

Rough, mocking voices echoed above Lorne.

"A contest of strength?" Lorne asked calmly, chuckling lightly. "It doesn't necessarily mean I'll lose."

While the best course of action for this powerful punch is to dodge it with agility, it's also a shame to see an arrogant fellow provoking you in your area of ​​expertise.

A fighting desire surged from his body's instincts.

Previously, when faced with Hyman, Gunnar, and Aislin, Lorne subconsciously chose to obey, but deep down he was never afraid of the strong; those were just wise moves made after assessing the situation.

I've been holding it in for a long time...

I just wanted to get through the conscription process properly! One or two at a time.

"Why do you have to force me..." Lorne drew his magic sword with one hand, the muscles in his arm trembling.

"Crack! Crack!" The sound of bones and muscles cracking and popping filled the air!

"Thump! Thump!" A muffled sound coming from my heart!

Lorne's steps were slightly heavy as he gathered three layers of power and unleashed a single-handed sword strike with an extremely domineering posture.

"boom--"

"boom!"

After a crisp clang of metal clashing, a terrifying shockwave swept across everything.

An overwhelming aura erupted from the two of them, and the surrounding skeletons flew out in all sorts of strange shapes.

The magic sword, shimmering with a faint light, and the enormous iron fist remained locked in a stalemate in mid-air.

"I never expected this, hahaha!"

The heavy blow was blocked, but the big man was not surprised. Instead, he burst into a deafening laugh, his aura intensified, and the flame of fighting spirit seemed to overflow from his pupils.

How long has it been since I felt this way? The burly man showed a rare hint of bewilderment.

Once upon a time, he was a skinny fellow with skin clinging to his bones, hardly any flesh on his body, practicing simple spells day after day like most apprentices.

Until one chance encounter, he witnessed that brutal power—the power to crush everything with his bare body!

He went to their door, and they tried injecting his thin body with the essence and blood of the extraordinary creature, the Earth Vein Dragon Lizard.

No one thought this experiment would succeed, because before this, it had failed dozens of times, and dozens of perfectly healthy people had been turned into deformed, mindless monsters.

Who would place their hopes on a skinny person who has never practiced any body-refining techniques?

But, surprisingly, he succeeded...

"This is what I wanted!" the big man suddenly roared, the veins in his arm turning black as even greater force descended.

Lorne braced himself against the magic sword, his body flushing crimson. His heavy breathing resembled that of a maddened beast, his robes billowing in the air, unable to conceal his impending defeat.

Contrary to expectations, the giant had clearly not used his full strength during the skeleton horde.

Judging from the current situation, even with the added power of the Triple Force, Lorne is still no match for the big man in terms of pure burst of strength.

For the first time, he felt powerless, having always relied on brute force to intimidate others.

His feet sank deep into the mud, leaving a long trail behind him.

The horde of skeletons gradually surrounded them from behind.

With his life in imminent danger, Lorne immediately regained his composure.

No longer will we compete with the mighty Han.

He deflected the magic sword to the side, while rolling to dodge the big man's heavy punch.

I can no longer let my physical fighting instincts drive me; the most important thing now is to finish off the big man and escape the abyss...

I don't know how the battle is going on Aislin's side. If it escalates further, he'll probably have little chance of survival in the abyss.

Looking at the burly man relentlessly pursuing and harassing him, a ruthless glint flashed in Lorne's eyes.

The star vortex rotated rapidly, and a large amount of celestial energy poured out along the meridians.

"Isn't it better to live a good life...?"

A cold and heavy aura erupted...