Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 58 Showdown, shocking words

"Sam, you don't have to be afraid. You can also rest assured that we, Rayleigh, will be merciful to those from Blackfish."

"Behemoth Varudo, are you asking for a real sword duel? This is not something your warriors can do."

"That's right, when fighting Rayleigh, your Sam needs a few more years of salt."

"The more you eat, the bigger the gap becomes, haha..."

Following Rayleigh's arrogant answer and the confidence it brought, the central square resounded with ridicule towards the Blackfish visiting group.

It’s really too harsh!
The faces of everyone in the Black Fish visiting group were livid, and they all glared at the eagle-eyed kid in the venue. The giant commander asked, so forget it, and the kid in the venue actually replied as a matter of course.

I originally thought that Jecam was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that this one had eyes on his head.

At this time, they wanted to see how much strength this guy who dared to speak such big words had, and whether he could match the arrogance in his mouth.

"The last one who said that has fallen." The eyes of the grimace warrior also ignited with anger.

This is making a fool of himself. The guy in front of him is so good that he has completely ignited his anger.

Rayleigh said no more nonsense and calmly took out the long sword from the scabbard. This long sword was repaired in the small hut in the Kirigakure Forest and was very suitable for fighting at this time.

He understood the idea of ​​asking for interest for the dead soldiers in Commander Basomo's words, so he added a fire to the situation and ignited some fighting spirit in the opponent in front of him, otherwise it would not bring much pressure.

"The familiar feeling is coming!"

Skadi and other peers on the periphery saw the charming hand drawing the sword, and complex emotions arose in their hearts. They had all learned it in the past, but no one had learned it.

This fancy trick is really useless if it’s useless:

Look at the moment, don't you have to pull it out first, hold it in your hand and then fight, it will have no bonus to the battle.

Style is also true style:

As the long sword buzzed from the scabbard, the whole place seemed to be enveloped in a bloody wind in an instant.

……

The surrounding area gradually became quiet, and people were quietly waiting for the battle to begin.

Even though everyone in Mist Crow knew that Rayleigh was very strong, the opponent was not weak after all. At the moment when the battle was about to begin, they still felt a little nervous.

Needless to say, the Black Fish visiting group all frowned, expecting Sam to teach the arrogant Hawkeye a lesson, and their hearts were also beating rapidly.Before coming to Mist Crow, they had full confidence in Sam. Now that they saw the Hawkeye man with an invincible aura on the stage, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The surrounding air gradually became stagnant, and with the sound of a horn, the battle on the field was about to break out.

Without any more words, the eagle-eyed man in sight strode towards Sam with a long sword in hand.

There was a crisp sound, and the two swords began to clash instantly. In just over ten breaths, everyone's eyes were reflected in the sparks of countless swords clashing.Rayleigh was the first to attack, while Jianfeng was extremely steady, leaving room for recovery in every attack.

Although Sam blocked every attack, he could not find any opportunity to launch a fatal counterattack.

It can be said that both of them are still working on their swords.

Given the top level of their peers, if they want to decide the winner, one of them must attack with all their strength.An all-out attack means giving the opponent a loophole, or deliberately selling a loophole to lure the opponent into taking the bait.

But at the moment, none of them have done so. It is obvious that it is not the time to attack with all their strength, and they are still familiar with and judging the opponent's basic physical strength and swordsmanship level.

In the eyes of the people around him, Sam was being pressed and beaten all the time. Rayleigh's attacks were continuous and without stopping at all. They were not very lethal, but they put enough pressure on him.

Those warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles know very well that when these two people fight for a certain period of time and their physical strength reaches a certain level, one party will definitely launch a general attack.I just don’t know whether it will be Rayleigh or Sam who will make the killing move first.

The battle scene at this time was more like the state of lightning before a storm. The atmosphere was extremely dull and anxious. They were all waiting for the thunder to fall.

Three hourglasses later, surprise flashed in the eyes of the people around them, and they saw that the intensity of the fight between the two had not dropped at all, and the sound of the confrontation with the same frequency continued to be heard in their ears.

It stands to reason that after three minutes of high-intensity fighting, both sides' physical strength should have dropped a lot, and the intensity should have been reduced.But no, Rayleigh did not lower his attack frequency, and Sam was able to catch every sword edge coming from all directions.

During this period of fighting, it can also be seen that the basic skills of both sides, including footwork, are extremely solid.

Although it didn't have the surging and passionate feeling brought by the real man's muscle battle with fists and fists two days ago, the real sword duel, with the murderous intent looming, was obviously more dangerous. One mistake would definitely result in the body being cut open or even penetrated.

Both sides in the venue seemed to be fighting back and forth, but they were both extremely cautious.

Rayleigh's attacks were wide open and powerful, with a lot of momentum and room for retreat; Sam never counterattacked, and he also didn't give his opponent a chance to find any flaws.

Four hourglasses later, the people around him became more and more surprised. The intensity of the battle between the two long swords remained the same.

Five hourglasses later, people were slightly dumbfounded that the two sides could still maintain this level of confrontation.The soldiers of the Black Fish visiting group felt faintly uneasy in their hearts:
Due to his reputation, the Hawk-Eye Man was indeed terrifyingly powerful, and the battle inertia lasted for five hourglasses. If this continues, if the Hawk-Eye Man suddenly changes his attack rhythm, Sam may not be able to block it.

The initiative has completely fallen into the hands of the other party.

They didn't understand how it suddenly became like this.

Blackfish Commander Jaborn also frowned slightly. It was too early to say that the defeat was certain, but the current situation was indeed extremely unfavorable to Sam.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced past Bassomo, who was a few steps away. When he saw the confident look on the giant leader's face with his chin raised, he vaguely believed the rumor in his heart.

Six hourglasses later, Sam in the field was deeply surprised. He didn't understand why the person in his eyes still had the physical strength to maintain such a high-intensity attack frequency. The force coming from the sword edge had not weakened at all.

Two hourglasses ago, he realized that the situation was not good for him, but at that time, he was determined to try with this eagle-eyed man to see who could not survive first.

As a result, he is now in a very unfavorable situation. Compared with the people on the periphery, he can feel the terrifying oppression that sweeps under the opponent's balanced breathing.As for his own breathing, as his physical strength was greatly exhausted and his arms were already numb, he was barely coping and began to become disordered.

He used to not break the rhythm when he had the physical strength, but now he could no longer break the rhythm. With his sword without any pause, he could only stop thinking and devote himself to dealing with the rhythm of Hawkeye's attack.

After another half an hourglass, Sam's breathing was completely disordered, and his figure was like a boat in the storm, moving precariously.

Rayleigh was also on the verge of breathing disorder. The scabbard from his waist reached directly to his left hand. The rhythm changed instantly. The sword blade and scabbard attacked with both barrels. After holding on for a few breaths, the grimace warrior in front of him was hit by the scabbard and held the sword. of that wrist.

His block then slowed down, and his long sword pressed against the opponent's slower sword, hitting the man's chin heavily.

This moment also caused Sam to feel slightly dazed.

Rayleigh did not let go of this opportunity, easily blocking the sword that was trying to counterattack, then raised his left foot, and stepped on the heart of the person in front of him with a swift and heavy kick from top to bottom.

bang——

The Grimace warrior fell backwards, throwing up a cloud of dust.

Before the opponent completely loses the ability to fight back, it means that there is still the possibility of counterattack. At this moment, Rayleigh will not be soft at all. He follows closely, steps on the sword in his hand, and stabs him with the sword at the same time. wrist.

The opponent could only let go of the hand holding the sword, and Rayleigh's other foot followed up with a strong side kick to his heart. Although the black fish warrior blocked it with his arm, the kick was still far away. A few meters.

"Is this a defeat?!"

After the surroundings were quiet for a moment, cheers swept away like a wave and poured into the ears of the Black Fish visiting group, causing their hearts to burst.

Such a powerful Sam was defeated without a single blow. It was hard for them to believe that the Hawkeye man had such terrifying strength, but this was the reality before them.

The most unbearable thing was that Sam was crushed to death from head to toe without even taking a single blow.

It’s so frustrating! !
"Pity."

Jaborn sighed faintly, Sam's strength was more than that, but when he fell to the ground just now, the Hawkeye man had already reserved his hand, otherwise he would not have kicked him with his feet, but would have stabbed him with his sword.

Even if Sam still has some energy left, this competition is over.

……

"I have lost this battle." Sam stood up again and walked over to pick up the sword and hat.

He was defeated before he fully displayed his strength. He was somewhat unwilling to accept it, but he also knew that the Hawkeye had stopped just now, otherwise he would have suffered at least a few more sword wounds.

These words also caused the crowd of onlookers to burst into laughter:

"I don't understand what he means if he loses. I don't know what it means he loses?"

"It means that this guy still refuses to accept his defeat."

"The black fish man can't afford to lose. If Rayleigh hadn't kept his hand, he would have become a corpse long ago without the chance to speak now."

"This can bring out how terrifying Rayleigh is. He does what he says, and he keeps his hands when he says he will."

While everyone was talking, the next scene that happened in the competition venue shocked their eyes. The Black Fish visiting group was also stunned.

As Sam walked towards his own hat, the hat in his sight was suddenly split in half by Rayleigh's sword, followed by a very dull voice:

"What level? Learn how to wear a hat like me."

"..."

Everyone was completely stunned! !
(End of this chapter)