Chapter 5 Beat down

Lance's fighting spirit practice has been learning martial arts and combat skills since he joined the Knights Association at the age of 8. He has changed from an ordinary warrior to a martial artist. Then he began to learn fighting spirit. Up to 8 years ago, he has not only laid a solid foundation, but also changed from an ordinary samurai to a junior peak martial artist with small cultivation. Two months ago, he broke through and reached the realm of an intermediate warrior. In the empire, it is very talented to become an intermediate samurai at the age of 16. But even so, because of his father's neglect, Lance's fighting talent did not appear in front of everyone.

As a samurai follower of Quinn Rosier, his own strength has long reached the peak of intermediate warriors, and the samurai attendants who can be sent by the empire as great magicians are all warriors who have really fought, and their fighting skills are very rich.

However, now Lance is not the Lance you know, but the best among the knights of the temple who has countless combat experience and has really experienced the baptism of blood. Therefore, although he can only use the middle-level fighting spirit now, compared with Lance, who used to be the top swordsman, he can use combat skills and fighting spirit. Lipel is no better than him.

Pier didn't know this. He only knew that Lance's fist with a little light cyan flame hit his big face. He looked at the straight fist in shock, not only how fast the fist was, but also the cyan flame on his fist. Only when you reach the middle-level warrior can you have the light blue arrogance.

It was a surprise for Lance to become an intermediate warrior, but he did not share the happy event immediately, firstly because he couldn't find anyone who could really share it, and secondly, he wanted to show it to everyone when he performed better, that is, he became a member of the temple. I want to prove that I am not a waste.

And the flashing cyan flame at this time undoubtedly shocked everyone, including the old housekeeper, who was shocked by Lance's courage and fighting spirit on his fists. But no one is optimistic about his behavior. Because his opponent, Peter, is also an intermediate warrior and has reached the peak. Compared with the dark cyan fighting spirit that flashed on Lance's fist and the strong dark cyan fighting spirit carried out in his hand in a hurry, he made a judgment.

"Hum" Peter shouted and crossed Lance's fist. With a muffled sound, Peter stepped back a few steps. He looked up at Lance in shock. This punch was far more powerful than he estimated. However, before he recovered, he punched straight into his eyes. Very direct, without any hesitation and pause, it is not a novice fighting style at all. Peter did not dare to block the punch this time. As an experienced warrior, he decisively chose to avoid it after knowing the power of this punch.

"Dowson, am I right? The young master is already an intermediate warrior? He actually shocked Peter a few steps back with one punch? A warrior asked with a companion beside him. But no one answered him, and obviously the samurai beside him was more surprised.

"Okay! Young master! Do it to me first! No wonder I'm welcome!" The strong man Per said with his fist clenched, and his eyes began to show excitement.

The warriors are all bloody. Peter's desire to fight was aroused by these two punches and one bench. Now he can't care about the identity of the other party. He just wants to rush forward and teach this arrogant young man a good lesson.

"Then take my move, savage collision!" Peer roared and rushed towards Lance, and his shoulders were full of cyan fighting spirit in a very fast time.

"Oh, my God, this madman, Peter actually used a savage collision against Master Lance. Does he want to kill Lance?" Some warriors screamed.

"Oh? The speed is quite fast." Lance thought, but he didn't move, just staring at the rushing Pelle.

"Young master, hide..." A samurai couldn't stand it.

"Is he scared?" Some people think.

Lance didn't really hide. When Peter was about to touch his body, Lance's legs suddenly bounced up and jumped over Peter's top. He escaped Pil's bear collision at a distance.

'Bum!' With a sound, the samurai Pier smashed the big tree behind Lance to pieces.

"Hss, what a fierce force." Several warriors were shocked by Pil's blow.

"Well, Pelle, you're very good. The power of the blow just now proves that your strength is about to break through the limit of intermediate warriors and is about to advance. If you hadn't insulted my mother, I wouldn't have been willing to move like you. After avoiding the blow, Lance said quietly.

"Haha, Lance, did you luckily avoid my collision and think you are so powerful?" Peter laughed and said, although he also felt that it was a little incredible that Lance could avoid it, he didn't think much about it. Most of such strong men were not used to thinking with their brains.

"Next, I'm going to be more serious." Peer said and stepped back a few steps.

"Drink" the strong man Peter shouted and kicked fiercely at the trunk of the branch that he broke to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang" Peter kicked out four legs in a very short time and kicked several large trees on the ground to Lance.

"Sw!" "Wha!" "Oh!" ......

The tree block flew towards Lance at a very fast speed, and Peer himself rushed over after kicking out the tree block.

Lance narrowed his eyes and moved his feet quickly on the ground, avoiding the first three pieces of wood with a light body.

With a "bang", Lance smashed the fourth piece with one hand, and the strong man Peter also rushed.

"Let's see how you hide next, serial boxing." Peer roared.

"Look, Peter used his signature attack series of combat punches. Last time he killed the forest bear with this trick.

"How could Peter use this trick? This move is claimed to be the most difficult combat skill for intermediate warriors to master. It fills both fists with fighting spirit and creates a connection. After the left boxing, the fighting spirit will naturally lead the right fist to continue to attack, and then attack faster and faster. Finally, the fist style is impenetrable. If the fighting spirit is not exhausted, it will never stop. Peer's move is becoming more and more proficient, but if this is really disabled..." The old housekeeper thought to himself.

A crisp sound interrupted the old housekeeper's thinking. Lance suddenly took action after shaking left and right to avoid Peter's three punches, dodging close to Peter at a fast and incredible speed, and slapped him in the face.

"Bum" was when Pil fell to the ground.

"Oh, my God, this is impossible," the warrior shouted.

"Mys, it's so fast. How did the young master take action? I didn't see it clearly." The old housekeeper was scared by this scene.

"Ah, pooh, pooh" Peter struggled to get up from the ground and spit out blood. You hit me in the face. I'm going to kill you, ah." At this time, Peter had completely lost his mind. In front of so many people, he was slapped on the ground by the young master at home, which made him lose face. At this time, he didn't care about anything and just wanted to make the hateful teenager in front of him pay the price.

"You forced me, the fist of the brave!!!" Peter shouted crazily. He suddenly put his left hand on his right shoulder and put his right arm vertically against the ground, and then made all the fighting spirit of his body gathered on his right arm, and his right arm seemed to be thicker at this moment.

"Roar---" Peter shouted, and his punch was like Lance. This punch was very fast. It was very fierce, and it felt as if the blow was flying towards Lance with Peer's whole body.

"Oh no!" The old housekeeper was shocked. Peter, this fool, this punch will kill the young master.

Lance was not hit by his fist. He had already moved when Pil punched and caught a dead corner of Pil. Using the dodge technique just now, his left and right legs shook the ground back and forth, and then flashed Peter's fist at an extremely clever and tricky angle and appeared in front of him again.

"Cough..." Peter stopped, and his fist hung above Lance's shoulder and did not move. He did not move or retreat, because he could not move. Lance pinched his throat quickly and accurately the moment he flashed in front of him.

Everyone was stunned. Oh, my God, he actually grabbed Pil with one hand... and picked it up?" Some warriors were shocked.

Lance didn't say anything more, just raised his right hand. Bang!" Bang!" Pa!" ... Three firm and powerful slaps slapped Peter's face again.

"Pa!!!" ...Finally, another heavy fan, Peer's body flew out.

"Bum!" It fell to the ground with a sound.

"Well, you, well, you..." Pil struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up. At this time, his whole face was completely swollen into a pig's head.

"I said that if you slap yourself, you will feel much better." Lance gasped slightly, looked at Peter lying on the ground, and shook his head.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Lance like a monster. Everyone can't figure out how the weak young master in the ordinary people suddenly lost his temper today, let alone why he was so powerful and successful.

While everyone looked at Lance in shock, no one noticed. A faint fog was dissipating from the yard. The fog came suddenly when Peter was about to fight desperately, and now it has quietly receded.

After Lance finished talking to Peter, he turned around and left. After Lance's figure disappeared in the courtyard, everyone began to talk excitedly, "Oh, Master Lance, have you changed your character? Suddenly you have become so fierce."

"Well, that's Peter, a fool who shouldn't have mentioned Lord Ruolin. Hey, poor Peter, I didn't expect it to be today."

But no matter what, Peter is an intermediate warrior, who is almost the most powerful among our guards, although it can't be compared with the close warriors of adults. But why did you lose so miserably today? Did you see clearly the few hands of Master Lance?

"No, it's so fast. Did the young master get any adventure when he went to the temple today? It's so fast and accurate."

The sound of a neat step, a group of warriors in black clothes ran over from the center of the house and interrupted everyone's words.