[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-170":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bear School Astartes",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1620250,2087,"Chapter 170. Magic","bear-school-astartes-chapter-170",170,"\u003Cp>On his mount, Gregor Clegane’s gaze transformed from fury to surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This person can... use magic?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That cold white light, along with the inexplicable impact, was definitely supernatural power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Gregor no longer had the energy to care about supernatural matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He relied on his heavy armor and taut muscles, preventing himself from being caught in the rolling of the warhorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the Little Giant, at least two meters six tall after donning armor, dropped his lance and retrieved his longsword from the wailing warhorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sword’s width alone was as wide as an adult’s palm, a piece of steel that ordinary people couldn’t handle with two hands, yet for Gregor, it was a one-handed weapon, paired with an iron-clad oak shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty warriors in iron-plated armor rushed out of the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, ten were mounted, while the rest seemed to have deliberately opted for a foot battle in coordination with Gregor, who had lost his horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These individuals also saw the cold white spiritual glow in Lann’s hand, but the battlefield’s intense atmosphere and the desire for rewards and accolades overwhelmed their fear of the unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These warriors lacked much knowledge and wisdom, failing to understand the destruction that one can cause when mastering magic atop top-tier warrior skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their simple, uneducated minds, there was only one thought—he’s a man!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can be cut down; if hit in the head, he’ll get dizzy. That’s all they needed to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd staggered to Lann’s side, shouting towards the five warriors on their side who had drawn their swords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go entangle the cavalry! We can’t leave with that shooter around! Fight right here!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five riders, engaging ten cavalry, naturally couldn’t spare any effort for Lann and Edd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the two of them had to deal with over ten opponents, including the Demon Mountain and that skilled archer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd had busted his lip earlier, now tasting blood’s metallic tang with each breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand on the sword hilt kept clenching and releasing, reflecting his tense state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had previously led many allies in the Rebellion, to surround the Royal Forest Iron Guards defending Paradise Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, they were nearly all slain by Sir Arthur Dayne, famed across the continent as the Dawn Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for a successful ambush by his men, Edd wouldn’t even have the chance to stand here today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The strength of Arthur Dayne left him with deep memories, yet precisely because such a powerful Dawn Sword fell to an ambush during an attack, he knew even more how terrifying it was to fight against many with few.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a battle with large forces, tactics and strategy can achieve victory with fewer numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in skirmishes among small groups, survival relies solely on personal skills and equipment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have to take out that Sweetmouth, Lann.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd breathed heavily, watching the advancing enemies while whispering to discuss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not asking about that magic, it’s not important. What’s crucial now is... do you have a plan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Plan?\" The Demon Hunter, expression calm, questioned strangely and then lowered his body as if preparing to sprint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd stared blankly at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The plan is—charge straight through!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a \"scrunch,\" the sturdy leather soles rubbed against the ground, creating a piercing sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The core knowledge of Bear School Swordsmanship allowed Lann’s starting speed to be ghost-like!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closest and most threatening, Gregor personally witnessed Lann’s footsteps and felt his scalp tingle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a feeling unfamiliar to him, one he typically inflicted upon his enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subconsciously, Gregor raised his oak shield in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a \"bang,\" his arm, as thick as an ordinary person’s thigh, suddenly felt heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A finely crafted longsword cleaved into the iron-clad oak shield!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, when Gregor parried an enemy attack, even multiple enemies combined, using just the arm strength to brace the shield was sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Awgh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far exceeding expected strength, Gregor’s molars clenched tightly, and his supporting leg behind him instinctively bent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the strongest man in the Seven Kingdoms, this was unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"However...\" Beneath the barrel-shaped helmet, Gregor’s clenched jaw twisted into a slight icy grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nearly comparable to me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In pure strength confrontation, Gregor was astonished, yet as a trained knight, he quickly regained composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding the massive intimidating longsword, he did not use the blade to slash at Lann. On the contrary, he aimed to use the pommel to strike Lann on the head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long blade was easier to block. Usually, he could use his strength to press through the enemy’s defense and drive the blade into their flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But confronting a comparable force, Gregor chose to deploy the more agile and hard-to-defend pommel at close range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when possessing equivalent strength, I’m still the strongest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was born for killing, reveling in the act. He could even casually press his brother’s face into the brazier, killing his father and sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushing a baby’s head with his hand, and while still bloody, insult the baby’s mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of murder, no one was more experienced than him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Gregor mentally celebrated this adaptability, he saw Lann’s peaceful cat-like eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such fierce confrontation, this gaze from the opponent could almost directly translate to—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Is this all?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gregor Clegane deployed all his martial skills in overpowering others, his crude technique allowing Lann to fully grasp it upon the first contact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Force movement analysis complete, please cast spell according to the directional cue...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentos thoughtfully marked an arrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann, amidst the opponent’s startled expression, suddenly bent low avoiding the attack, while simultaneously approaching the opponent’s sword-wielding wrist with his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alder.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a \"thump,\" Gregor’s massive form seemed to be yanked by an invisible hand; his originally swinging pommel accelerated into a vigorous slash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long and wide steel sword immediately cleaved through two soldiers charging at Edd beside him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was severed in half, the other’s spinal vertebrae was snagged by the blade, slimy innards spilling from the gaping wound at the waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gregor cared not for his soldiers, only enraged by the mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tricked by those Wizard’s petty tricks!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the soldiers’ agonizing cries, Gregor forcibly extracted his sword amidst the grinding of bone shards against steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then turned back, attempting to slash at Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps due to his time spent confidently traversing battlefields in his heavily armored form, he failed to recognize the danger of exposing his back to an equally powerful foe...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s boot adorned with iron plate squarely kicked behind Gregor’s knee, causing the Black Iron Little Giant to stagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And meeting his staggered head was Lann’s clenched fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this punch landed, the combined force of Lann and Gregor’s weight would likely turn the head inside the helmet into paste with the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a sharp arrow zipped through the night sky, aimed at Lann’s unprotected neck!\u003C\u002Fp>",1146,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.942Z",1,"novelbin.me","262befa8fc4989c2961e1b203c7d2670fd92fe97224bbb60de72dfd8dd410d0e","bear-school-astartes-chapter-171","bear-school-astartes-chapter-169",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]