Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

"A little harder."

Ryan's voice wasn't loud, but to everyone's ears, it was no less than a thunderclap.

Can a miracle happen once, and then again?

Ryan was deliberately provoking Helen. He could tell that she was holding back, which was not a good thing. Holding back meant that the pace would be slow and she wouldn't be able to adapt, which would backfire.

In full view of everyone, a monk blocked it with a tree branch.

Helen was filled with shame and anger; she had never suffered such humiliation before.

She looked up at Archduke Lawrence, saw him nod, and after confirming that the priests were all in place, she stopped exerting her strength.

He casually rolled up the longsword, channeling magic into the Dragon Gold Sword, and then flicked it upwards at an angle.

This strike was even faster, carrying a heavy wind pressure, and an invisible sword aura swept straight past before the sword move.

Without armor, taking this hit would leave a wound that could penetrate to the bone.

Despite the imminent danger, Ryan showed no fear; his gaze was crystal clear.

"one."

His eyes could see the sword energy; this was a gift he possessed in this life.

[Lu Ming Sword Technique Fifth Form: Double Slash].

A double slash created by infusing alchemical runes with magic.

One was a sword aura with magical properties, and the other was a real slash; the two overlapped in a dazzling display.

The moment the blade touched his skin, he stepped back.

Because he wore no armor, the boy was as light as a swallow. Then, with a slight turn to the side, he moved as swiftly as a hawk taking off and landing, taking only half a breath between the two movements, without any hesitation.

Behind him, a section of tree trunk was snapped in half by the sword energy.

【Blessing of Rolling: A roll performed at the last second can dodge the vast majority of magical attacks】

Ryan's seemingly effortless move had the knights watching on edge. What a strong heart! That dodge was too dangerous. If it had been half a second earlier or later, they would have ended up like that tree trunk.

What surprised them the most was that the young master could see sword energy, even though he had never been exposed to swordsmanship.

One wave subsides, another rises.

Helen sneered. So what if she dodged the sword energy? The position Ryan dodged was exactly where her longsword was going. This was a double, rapid slash, impossible to avoid or dodge.

As soon as Ryan landed, he pointed out the tree branch without thinking.

"Two," he said.

To counter the double slash, you should use the "dodge one, parry two" technique.

"Ding."

That crisp sound echoed again in the empty training ground.

Miracles cannot happen a second time; if they happen one after another, then it is a matter of destiny.

The dragon-gold sword was deflected by the tree branch again, the force landing on empty air, leaving Helen in disbelief.

She took a half step back and slashed again with her longsword. The repeated slashes overlapped like raging waves. One slash, two slashes, three slashes, the sword light overlapped together, piling up into layer upon layer of afterimages. Ryan was caught in the midst of the slashes, as if he had been caught in a whirlpool.

Lu Ming's sixth sword technique: Whirlpool Slash.

Helen's move begins with a habitual step back followed by a vortex slash.

"This guy's insane! He's going so fast! How can he catch a tree branch?!" Amborg roared. "Stop immediately..."

“Let’s take another look,” Duke Lawrence interrupted.

He seemed to be deep in thought.

Logically speaking, even with precise defenses every time, the tree branch should have broken off long ago.

Is it protection?

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The speed of Wave Slash is indeed too fast. If Ryan were to use the Dragon Gold Longsword, not to mention his stamina, he wouldn't be able to keep up with the speed of Light.

A frail body is the curse that Ryan was born with.

But this time, he used tree branches.

The branch was so light that it weighed only a few dozen grams. Even with a Strength of 1 and a Stamina of 1, Ryan could keep up with Helen's speed in wielding the branch as fast as she could wield the Dragon Gold Longsword.

The Raging Wave Slash was indeed very fast, but it slowed down in Ryan's eyes.

After four days of practical training, coupled with thousands of hours of VR experience from his previous life, Ryan's mind was completely clear, and he entered a state of flow where he was selfless.

After spending so much time in prison, he got a feel for it.

"one."

With his first strike, he stroked the blade with an olive branch. The originally fierce and raging torrent, after this touch, was like parting a layer of clear water, the raging torrent turning into waves, and the waves dissipating without a trace.

The protection of parrying.

"Ding."

With his second strike, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, flipped to the side, and moved like a falcon skimming across the water. The waves did not wet the falcon's feathers, and Helen's sword did not even touch the hem of Ryan's clothes.

The protection of rolling over.

“Two,” Ryan said.

He flicked the sword again with the third strike, and again with the fourth strike. Before the first strike ended, another one began, playing the sword and the raging waves. The boy's steps were like dancing steps, narrowly avoiding the sword light and taking a bath directly in the vortex of sword strikes.

Sunlight cast his shadow across his back, and everywhere there was the glint of swords and fragmented shadows.

This time, not only the girls, but even the boys were mesmerized.

He killed both men and women.

I've never seen a battle like this before; it's as beautiful as a work of art.

You played so well for me!

The Raging Wave Slash consisted of ten strikes; except for one that I dodged by rolling, all the others were deflected precisely.

Ryan felt incredibly good, his scalp tingled all over, and his whole body was numb from bone to flesh. This was a hundred times more pleasurable than ( )!

Helen Ashur was panting heavily, her face flushed. She couldn't understand how a brittle tree branch could be so easily broken, yet it couldn't be destroyed, and how a frail young master could be so easily cut down.

Her stamina was not limitless, and using the Dragon Gold Sword was extremely energy-consuming. After being struck nine times by Ryan, the backlash from the sword made her unsteady.

In contrast, Ryan was lightly armed and had not launched any attacks, yet he still had plenty of energy.

The situation seems to have reached a stalemate.

She couldn't hit Ryan, and Ryan didn't dare to attack her.

Helen cursed inwardly; a stalemate between a third-ring paladin and a first-ring mage was a disgrace.

“Knight Helen,” Ryan said earnestly, “bet on the honor of your ancestors, give it your all, and let me see your knightly spirit.”

Hearing this, Helen nodded.

So be it.

She respected Ryan's courage and acknowledged that this frail young master was a true knight.

This is a one-time offer.

He channeled all his magical power into this strike, Lu Mingjian, pushing the sword speed to its limit without holding back.

She drew her sword again and slashed at Ryan, but Ryan didn't even flinch this time. He flipped over on the spot, got up, and ran away!

We walked around the training ground in circles.

"Ugh?"

Ryan ran ahead, and Helen hurriedly chased after him with her sword in hand.

She was repeatedly parried by Ryan, and her strength was almost exhausted. To make matters worse, she was wearing medium armor, while Ryan was unarmored. For a time, Helen couldn't catch up with him.

"Huff, huff..."

Helen was panting heavily, having been led around like a dog. She stared at Ryan in disbelief, speechless. What the hell was this chivalry?

“Knight Helen, you can’t even beat me in a marathon, how can you be called a knight?”

Helen was not a knight.

While Ryan took the initiative to remove her from the rider's register, he observed Helen's condition and realized that the latter was unsteady. This was the target of his parry and marathon run, which was to deplete the latter's stamina and expose her weakness.

He won't give Helen a chance to breathe.

Ryan moved again. He lowered his body, exhaled, and the dark green branches swept across in a semi-circular arc, their leaves filled with sunlight.

The audience couldn't understand what he was doing, but the knights of the Lu family held their breath. They vaguely guessed the possibility, but dared not believe it.

Duke Lawrence's face darkened. The contemporary sword saint's insight was not to be underestimated; he saw through the deception at a glance.

"The starting stance of Lu Ming's sword technique 'Light Sweep'..." Duke Lawrence was a little doubtful. "When did he learn it?"

"Should we use a tree branch to do it?"

According to ancestral teachings, shouldn't the Lu Ming Sword Technique be exclusively possessed by the Dragon Gold Longsword?

“You’ve used Lu Ming’s sword technique for ten minutes now, it’s my turn.”

Next, it's Ryan's turn to attack.

Hehe, I'm determined to win!

Chapter 10 Helen: Don't use it like that!

Lu Ming Sword Technique is a noble sword technique that has been passed down for thousands of years.

It symbolizes the noblest aristocratic spirit.

Only a longsword made of dragon gold can unleash the full power of Lu Ming's longsword.

Can one use a tree branch that can be found anywhere to perform the 'Lu Ming Sword Technique'?

This is blasphemy.

But Ryan's actions were not a bluff. He lowered his body, held the slender branch behind his back, held it in his hand, and parted his lips slightly, letting out a faint white mist from between his teeth.

Thanks to the weight training with the Dragon Gold Longsword these past few days, Ryan felt like he had a completely different body once he took off the weights.

In this battle, he doesn't need to pursue so-called power.

All you need to do is stab him.

All kinds of martial arts, this is the way of the sword.

Sword geniuses can communicate with their swords, and such words appeared before Ryan's eyes.

[The Sword Demon's Blessing: You Can Train Sword Techniques]

【The True Lu Ming Sword Technique (0.5)】

Not an expensive dragon-gold longsword, nor an elegant mithril rapier.

This is the first time in a thousand years...

[Used carelessly as a lowly, cheap twig]

That noble sword intent, yet it inexplicably excites me.

This young master actually dared to insult me ​​with a tree branch?

...When Helen saw Ryan use a tree branch to strike the starting position of the 'Lu Ming Sword Technique', she became even angrier, as she was already being treated like a dog.

As a genius from the branch family of the Sword Saint, she was deeply immersed in the way of the sword. She started practicing swordsmanship at the age of six and studied the 'Lu Ming Sword Technique' diligently. She became a knight's attendant at the age of twelve, and now at the age of eighteen, she is a third-tier swordsman.

Among the children of the same age who had branched out from the family, none of them trained better than her.

She was not merely a paladin, but a paladin of the Chastity School, having sworn an oath to uphold honor. The noble and chaste Lumin swordsmanship was her guiding principle, and she dedicated her entire life to her sword.

As a sword fanatic, Lu Ming's swordsmanship was her love.

She served the sword as if it were her goddess.