Headshot Wizard - Chapter 15

Chapter 15 Anticipation

Facing Lance’s counterattack, Eric hurriedly jumped sideways and avoided.

It’s just that he just adjusted his focus, and Lance’s attacks actually came one after another.

“Boom!”

For three consecutive times, Eric could only passively use the defensive sword to block to counteract Lance’s unhurried attacks.

“What a smooth rhythm!” Eric became more and more frightened as he fought, and Lance’s swordsmanship was far beyond his imagination!

The people watching the game by the side couldn’t imagine Eric’s shock at this time. They thought that Eric was deliberately releasing the water and cooperating with Lance, so they let the opponent play one after another. Especially Irene, who has been looking at Lance worriedly.

Only Eric, who faced Lance’s steady but increasingly stressful attack, could truly feel that Lance’s proficiency in the use of basic swordsmanship seemed to be hidden above him!

With his strong physical fitness, he managed to open a gap, but was quickly blocked by Lance’s ordinary sword attack.

Even a decent counterattack was not formed, and he continued to fall into a passive beating situation.

This situation was unexpected by Eric! He was being beaten by Lance!

“It’s impossible!” Eric roared in his heart, and he suddenly increased the strength of his hand to block.

The two wooden swords collided with each other, making a louder sound, but Lance’s eyes lit up, and Eric tried too hard, but the empty door opened wide.

So he gave it away without hesitation, and pressed the wooden sword against Eric’s chest.

The martial arts field was completely quiet, and everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

Eric looked at the wooden sword against his chest in disbelief, his mind had become a mess.

“What the hell is going on? My eyes are correct, right?”

“Boss Eric… actually lost?”

“Why does Master Lance seem to be proficient in basic swordsmanship? Isn’t his body not suitable for swordsmanship?”

The group of teenagers looked dumbfounded, and couldn’t help muttering.

Eric stood there, suddenly didn’t know what to say, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Lance retracted the wooden sword and squinted at him: “You are too inattentive.”

Eric: “…”

What if you are not paying attention! ? With my talent for swordsmanship, shouldn’t it be possible to clean up a piece of rubbish?

Eric looked at the sword in his hand depressed and hissed: “Come again!”

Lance did not refuse: “Okay.”

The two were fighting together again.

This time, Eric gave full play to his physical strength without reservation. He attacked frantically. When his strength, physique, and agility were all superior, he didn’t believe in basic swordsmanship and couldn’t beat Lance!

“I see how you hide!”

Eric raised the wooden sword fiercely, and just wanted to make a move to slash it vigorously, but who knew that the other party passed a fluttering sword to his waist again.

Eric suddenly burst into tears: “It’s like this again!”

He had to withdraw the previous sword move and blocked the sword instead.

Next, naturally entered the rhythm of Lance. Every movement of Eric is full of flaws in Lance’s eyes. This is of course related to the fact that Eric has practiced advanced swordsmanship for a long time and has not practiced basic swordsmanship, but more of it comes from the help of the fox.

“Attention, the opponent has an 86% chance of using a diagonal block that protects the chest to the lower waist. The best solution: use a vertical split on its shoulders!”

Hearing the fox’s voice, Lance smiled slightly and followed the fox’s advice without hesitation.

The wooden sword seemed to become a hideous weapon in Lance’s hands, whizzing through the air, taking Eric’s shoulder straight.

The latter’s eyes glared, and he could only step back a few steps helplessly.

Every time Lance attacked, it seemed to hit the place where he least wanted the opponent to attack, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

His movements are so standard, and his consciousness is so strong, even if he is completely at a disadvantage in terms of physical fitness, but within the scope of basic swordsmanship, Eric found that he is not Lance’s opponent at all!

This is the third ability of the main chip fox-analysis!

By processing and analyzing the data collected by Lance Vision and other systems, a certain judgment can be made on the enemy’s attack mode.

Of course, there are errors in this judgment, and the accuracy is not very high. This kind of prediction is relatively rough, because prediction is only a branch of analytical ability, so it is naturally difficult to be perfect. But Lance knew that among the sub-chips at the end of his gene chain, there was a sub-chip that could provide a more powerful battle prediction function than the fox, but he couldn’t unlock it yet.

This is the case, the predictive ability provided by the main chip is sufficient for low-level battles.

…

“what!”

While fighting, Eric was accidentally forced to a corner by Lance, and accidentally hit the stone wall behind his back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lance did not hesitate to put a sword on Eric’s wrist, the latter’s wooden sword was knocked out by Lance.

Eric’s mouth was dry and his face was ashen.

All the teenagers looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Their eyes were full of shock. If Eric lost to Lance for the first time because of carelessness, how could he explain it the second time?

“Master Lance’s movements are not fast, why did Eric lose in the old game?” a thin young man asked the person next to him stupidly.

The man suddenly looked at Eric with sweating profusely, and hurriedly covered the thin boy’s mouth.

Lance put the wooden sword away and said to Eric, “This time you are focused.”

Eric: “…”

I can’t beat you if I concentrate! The blond boy wanted to cry without tears in his heart, he would rather be inattentive and be defeated by Lance, so that he felt better in his heart. Obviously he had gone all out, but he still couldn’t beat the opponent. Eric hadn’t experienced this kind of feeling for a long time.

What’s more, in the face of Lance’s recognized waste of swordsmanship, Eric has the heart to die.

“Don’t go, fight again.”

Seeing that Lance was about to leave the martial arts field, Eric suddenly woke up like a dream and shouted anxiously.

Lance shook his head: “Stop fighting.”

Eric said anxiously: “Why?”

“Because the result is the same.” Lance said lightly.

Eric was completely stunned there.

Lance walked past the group of teenagers, pulled the stunned Irene, and walked into the depths of the castle. All the teenagers looked at Lance in awe and shock.

Only Lance himself squeezed the wrist with the sword calmly, and from there up, the half of the forearm of the elbow had already begun to faintly hurt.

“Brother is really an acting school…” Lance couldn’t help but praise his performance. In fact, he really couldn’t fight anymore. After all, Eric’s physical fitness was too strong for him. Soreness appeared in the arm. What’s more, Lance’s stamina has also begun to be somewhat weakened. Isn’t it true that he is waiting to be abused if he accepts it if he doesn’t see him well at this time? Lance is not the dumbfounded group.

If you continue to fight, the result will definitely be different.

Fortunately, Eric didn’t seem to have thought of this at all. In a blink of an eye, Lance took Irene into the castle gate and disappeared into the eyes of the boys.

…

“Brother Lance, you are amazing.”

After entering the castle, it took a long time for Irene, who was dumbfounded, to react.

Seeing her dirty little face and admiring expression, Lance couldn’t help humming, “What are you doing out with those boys?”

Irene suddenly said with a little embarrassment: “People…I want to practice swords!”

“What sword are you practicing as a girl?” Lance frowned.

Irene suddenly said, “Brother Lance, how come your tone is the same as that of your father now? He doesn’t let me practice swords, don’t you let it?”

Langston was big now. Obviously, things are already clear, Irene mingling with Eric’s gang is nothing more than letting them teach her to practice swords secretly.

“Why do you want to practice sword?” Lance asked seriously.

Irene thought for a while and replied: “Only by practicing swordsmanship can you protect the people around you…just like my father.”

“Girls are the objects of protection by others,” Lance said.

Irene shook her head and said: “Girls can also be someone who protects others.” At this point, she suddenly thought of something, and she wiped a trace of crimson on her face.

Lance looked at her strangely, he naturally couldn’t guess the little girl’s thoughts. Although Irene is the adopted daughter of the Viscount, she grew up in the castle and is said to be the daughter of a close friend of Viscount Lane. Therefore, the Viscount treats her as her own, and she has never suffered any loss since she was a child. .

Why would such a girl want to practice sword?

Lance thought for a while, and could only say, “Then you can’t mix with those boys!”

“Except for them, no one in the castle will teach me to practice swords!” Irene begged, “Brother Lance, I just asked Eric and the others to agree to teach me to practice swords, so you can agree.”

“No. Resolutely not.” Of course, Lance won’t let her mix with a bunch of adolescent little furry kids. If something happens, it will be a lot of fun.

Irene looked at Lance pitifully at once, but the latter didn’t take it at all.

Irene was a little annoyed, clutching Lance’s sleeve, reluctantly said: “I just want to practice sword! Anyway, my father is not in the castle, even if you are my brother, you can’t control me.”

While talking, she unconsciously rubbed Lance’s arm with her well-developed small breasts, and the soft touch made Lance feel agitated.

Somehow, this guy suddenly came up with a ghostly sentence: “Okay, you can practice swords. But instead of them, I will teach you, how about?”

Irene was stunned for a moment, her eyes rolled, and he smiled and said, “Brother Lance is the best! Even Eric is not your opponent. You must teach me the best!”

Lance was suddenly startled, why did he agree?

Before he could react, Irene bounced back to her room. She was covered in dirty clothes and must be changed immediately.

“Sister or something, it really is the most troublesome thing!” Lance touched his forehead with a headache. He only spends this little time every day. Where can I find time alone to teach Irene sword practice?

That’s all, I can only take one step and see one step at a time.