Chapter 447: Close-Combat Training: Sword Parrying, and Wanting a Spirit Axe

Jier rushed two steps to the front of this warrior, raising his hand to perform a thrusting motion; the warrior opposite him swung his Long Sword to the limit, attempting to parry Jier the Knight's Training Wooden Sword with his own Iron Sword.

But this was a feint; Jier did not truly intend to thrust, but merely used this motion to lure the opponent into a parrying maneuver with a similar effect, and Jier succeeded.

Once he saw the opponent's move, he immediately stopped thrusting the sword in his hand, instead twisting his wrist to add fire and force to the opponent's swinging motion, directly knocking the opponent's Long Sword away until it flew out of their hand.

The Iron Sword spun twice in the air, flew more than four meters, and stuck into the soft earth.

"Ha!" Jier chuckled, flicking his wrist to let the Wooden Sword lightly tap the warrior's chest, indicating that this warrior was already dead.

Then, taking advantage of the warrior's stunned state, Jier grabbed his arm, half-rotated his body, and used the force of the rotation to give a direct swing, throwing this warrior out of the battle.

"You're out."

Having said that, Jier turned back and stood firm, facing the other three sword-wielding warriors who were pursuing him.

Pointing the Training Wooden Sword at these three cautious sword-wielding warriors, Jier said: "Sometimes, a parry is not necessarily about truly obstructing an enemy's weapon attack. Following the opponent's motion to add extra force, causing the opponent's weapon to leave their control due to the excessive force, can also be considered a kind of alternative parry."

The three warriors nodded slightly, standing in a row and slowly approaching Jier. Jier scanned left and right, quickly judging the level of each of the three through their sword-holding postures and their footwork while walking, and selected the warrior with the lowest level.

If the opponent were an enemy of unknown identity, Jier might have suspected that the enemy was deliberately feigning weakness to lure him into attacking from a specific warrior, thereby setting a tactical trap for him. But the three people in front of him were all Jier's subordinates; Jier knew they did not have this kind of tactical ability, so those with a high combat level were truly high, and those with insufficient combat level were indeed not up to par.

It was suitable for him to break through from here.

Jier did indeed break through from here; he walked slowly with his sword toward the warrior on the far left, and in the process of moving, he constantly adjusted his direction to make the three of them obstruct each other, so that at a certain moment, he only needed to face one enemy.

Just as Jier moved to where there was only one enemy in front of him, he moved; he did not use Life Energy, but simply stepped on the ground to borrow force, and the whole person rushed forward quickly. Before this warrior could react, the Wooden Sword in Jier's hand was already resting on his neck.

"You're out too!"

Jier said this laughingly, then ignored this person, instead grabbing the opponent's shoulder with his hand, pulling left and moving right, using this eliminated warrior to obstruct the movements and attack routes of the two behind.

After a few repetitions, the warrior being grabbed and manipulated by Jier was dizzy, and the warriors behind who were continuously obstructed were also stifled with frustration. At this moment, Jier spoke: "Sometimes, when performing a parry, you don't necessarily have to use your own weapon to parry; the enemy's 'corpse' can also be used as a temporary parrying object."

The warrior being manipulated back and forth by Jier let out a strange cry: "I've become a corpse?"

"Haha, isn't that so?" Jier seized the opportunity, pushed this 'corpse' in his hand, and shoved it toward another warrior, causing an obstruction for this person, then turned and rushed toward another warrior who was sparring with him.

This warrior took a deep breath, raised his sword, and was about to unleash a Horizontal Slash; this was what Jier had just taught, attempting to use a powerful Horizontal Slash to force back Jier the Knight who was approaching.

But Jier saw the timing of the opponent's move at this moment, and after confirming that the opponent was using the Horizontal Slash with full force and could not change the move halfway, he came to a sudden stop, stopping just a little bit outside the maximum range of the opponent's Iron Sword Horizontal Slash.

Because this warrior used the Horizontal Slash with full force, once the move was out, it could not be retracted; he could only watch helplessly as Jier stopped abruptly in place, let his sword edge pass, then stepped forward and raised his hand, elegantly resting the edge of the Training Wooden Sword against his neck.

"You're out too."

Jier lightly tapped the opponent's neck with the tip of the sword; the point was made.

Then he turned around; this time there was only one sword-wielding warrior left.

"Ah? Just me left?" This warrior was a bit dumbfounded; a few seconds ago it was two people against Jier the Knight, fifteen seconds ago it was three people against Jier the Knight, and thirty seconds ago, it was four people!

As a result, now only he was left.

"That's right, bring out all your skills and fight me!" Jier swung the Training Wooden Sword in his hand, then assumed a standard sword-fighting posture, preparing to face the enemy.

This warrior did not hesitate, or perhaps he had given up on everything, and rushed over with a loud shout, but Jier shook his head instead, not approving of this reckless approach. After seeing the warrior's moves clearly, Jier dodged to the side by one step, avoiding the opponent's Diagonal Chop.

Unexpectedly, this warrior also used some of the things Jier had taught earlier; he removed the Sword Sheath of the Iron Sword in his hand from his waist and held it in his left hand as a secondary weapon. After his right-hand Diagonal Chop missed, the Sword Sheath in his left hand was immediately thrown toward Jier, attempting to disrupt Jier's counterattack and create an attack opportunity for his next strike.

But Jier just raised an eyebrow; facing the flying Iron Sword Sword Sheath, he aimed at the angle and extended the tip of the Wooden Sword in his hand, perfectly catching the flight trajectory of the Sword Sheath.

Immediately, Jier flicked his wrist, making the sword tip rotate, which in turn caused the opponent's Sword Sheath to rotate along with the tip of Jier's Wooden Sword.

This scene left the surrounding warriors astonished, and even Weier was stunned, because this scene was too exquisite; even if a juggler were asked to perform it in front of people, it would not be easy to succeed, yet Jier the Knight had achieved this on the spot in a sparring match that had not been rehearsed beforehand.

This showed that Jier the Knight was not only far superior to ordinary warriors in strength, but also far superior to ordinary people in technical flexibility.

At least Weier could not do it; after practicing it privately many times, he could only succeed once in ten attempts.

The Sword Sheath rotated nimbly on the tip of Jier's sword. Facing the sword-wielding warrior who rushed over afterward, Jier swung his Wooden Sword and returned the opponent's Sword Sheath to him.

But this warrior did not have Jier's good skills; facing his own Sword Sheath flying toward him while rotating, he was panicked and flustered, and the sword he was preparing to swing was also interrupted. In the end, he actually let the Sword Sheath get closer and closer to him, and it directly slapped him on the face with a 'plop', making a loud slapping sound.

This warrior also closed his eyes tightly in fear, retracting his hands to protect himself; this was an instinctive reaction, and he could not think or judge any further.

But when he opened his eyes, Jier had already aimed the tip of the Wooden Sword at him; the blunt tip of the Training Wooden Sword was only two or three centimeters away from his eyes. If it were a real battle, Jier would only need to probe forward slightly at this moment, and the opponent's eye would not be saved.

"You are finally out too!" Jier's hearty laughter rang out afterward: "Hahahaha, that last bit was quite interesting, but you all must not learn that; just swing your sword to knock away the flying Sword Sheath, don't learn from me and insist on funnily controlling the rotation of that Sword Sheath."

"But it certainly showed your superb technique, Jier the Knight." Weier complimented loudly.

Others held the same view and praised him one after another.

Jier shrugged and didn't say much, but he was clearly quite happy.

"Do you four have anything else you need to train and learn? Speak up, and I will teach you."

Jier stood in front of the four sword-wielding warriors who had reformed their line and asked them loudly.

The four warriors were not in high spirits; clearly, being defeated one-on-four just now was something they could not forget: "No need, Jier the Knight, the Long Sword combat parrying you taught and demonstrated to us during the battle just now is enough to keep us busy learning and practicing on our own tonight."

Jier nodded, feeling that was true; greed for too much leads to indigestion, unless it is laying a foundation, otherwise learning only one or two techniques in one night is generally enough.

"Then practice on your own, I will continue to teach the warriors here." Jier waved his hand, signaling them to train on their own, then came to the other warriors who were waiting. He first nodded to the warrior using the Changdao, signaling him to wait a moment, then said to the two warriors using axes: "Alright, it's your turn, tell me, what combat techniques of the axe do you want to learn?"

Jier guessed: "Is it the basic combat movements, or the Heavy Cleave of the axe, or perhaps the parrying of the axe? Or the throwing of the axe?"

As it turned out, the two warriors using Single-handed Axe looked at each other and said to Jier with a grin: "Jier the Knight, we just want to ask, how can we be like you and make the axe in our hands as powerful as your Blue Axe!"

"Yes, yes, we noticed before that your Blue Axe seems to be called something like Shuishitou, it's so powerful! To say something disrespectful, it even dares to attack gods and can injure the physical form of a god! That is too amazing, we want to learn this!"

Jier was between laughter and tears and had to explain to them slightly: "You misunderstood; the axe being able to injure the physical form of a god has nothing to do with me. At that time, I was just standing on the ground, and the axe flew out to chop on its own, right? In fact, it can fly and obey calls to attack, not because I am so powerful, but because that axe is a Spirit weapon."

"Spirit weapon?" The two warriors had never heard of this thing, but similar things had appeared in poems and stories sung in various places, so they guessed: "Is it just like what is said in the stories, a magical weapon that will strike on its own to save the hero when the hero is in danger?"

"Ah, yes, yes, that's the kind. Their formal name is Spirit weapon. I don't know how I created it myself, but I heard people say that it is through the weapon killing enemies; killing many enemies, and all of them being defeated and killed in the hands of the same warrior, and during this process, it cannot be repaired or reforged, only then is there a chance for it to become a Spirit weapon."

"After becoming a Spirit weapon, it is not the end; you have to subdue it, let it acknowledge you as its master, and you must often carry it to kill enemies. It will absorb the broken soul power of the dead enemies when killing them to make up for its own consumption, and become stronger after accumulating kills."

After hearing Jier's words, the two axe-wielding warriors had regretful expressions on their faces. They stroked their own precious Single-handed Axes, feeling that their axes were very difficult to meet all the requirements given by Jier the Knight.

To kill enemies, and one must hold it to kill enemies oneself, and during the process, the weapon cannot be reforged or repaired; just this, even after fully satisfying it, there is only a chance of it becoming a Spirit weapon. Afterward, one must constantly kill enemies to satisfy the weapon's consumption, but where are there so many enemies for people to kill?

They were very envious that Jier the Knight's axe could fly around to chop and kill enemies; that was truly too powerful and imposing.

It's a pity that there are too many prerequisites, and it is not easy to achieve.

An axe-wielding warrior shook his head, looked up, and said: "It's too difficult, Sir Knight, I'd better honestly learn the combat techniques of the axe; can you teach me some Heavy Cleave techniques for the axe?"

Jier nodded, acknowledging this person's choice, so he looked at the other Axe Warrior, not expecting that this one would have a determined look on his face, indicating that he wanted to try and see if he could also cultivate a Spirit weapon.

Jier shrugged, not saying anything discouraging, only encouraging this person to kill many enemies in the future, and he added one point: "Then your current weapon won't do; it is just a captured Single-handed Axe. To maintain its state during the process of constantly killing enemies, it must at the very least be a Gangtie Fu, right? Your iron axe won't work; it will rust after being stained with blood from killing enemies, and if it rusts, it must be polished. Constant polishing will only cause the axe to wear down continuously, and that won't do; the process of polishing should wear away the Spirit the axe has accumulated."

The Warrior thought this was true; the material of the iron axe in his hand was somewhat inadequate, and without polishing and maintenance, it was difficult to sustain combat for a long time.

"Then, my lord, what do you think..."

Being stared at pitifully by a young Warrior older than himself, Jier felt quite awkward for a moment, so he had to reluctantly say: "Let me think, hmm, an axe, an axe, right, the Dwarfs have good axes, the materials are solid and the power is sufficient, it's just that Dwarfs have more strength than Humans, and their axes are also much heavier than Human axes. You can find a way to trade with the Dwarfs for a Dwarf Single-handed Axe, but this is your own wish, you must prepare the items for exchange yourself, and in the future, adapt to the heaviness of the Dwarf axe."

"Prepare it myself..." The Warrior was somewhat troubled.

Jier waved his hand: "Simple! In the upcoming battles to save the Changmai Village Villagers, you participate in more battles, capture more enemy equipment and supplies, and use those things to trade with the Dwarfs, wouldn't that work?"

The Warrior's eyes lit up, and he immediately stated: "Understood! Lord Knight, just watch my performance!"

After finishing the discussion about the Spirit weapon, the axe training still had to proceed. For the Warrior who wanted to obtain a Spirit weapon, obtaining a Spirit weapon and training his own martial arts did not conflict, so he naturally had to join in as well.

"Heavy Cleave with the axe, right? You all wait a moment, I will go get an axe first; the Training Wooden Sword is not suitable at this time." After Jier finished speaking, he raised the Training Wooden Sword in his hand and then walked back to his carriage.

As soon as he entered the carriage, he disappeared from within it and went to the Lady's dream, where in the Yingdi there, Jier had stored many various weapons he had previously captured but had no use for.

Single-handed Axes were naturally among them; he had captured who knows how many of this type of weapon, but the axes in the hands of most Bandits were not well-maintained. Jier only kept a few in the best condition as souvenirs, and the rest were melted down or sold for money.

After picking and choosing, he selected a steel Single-handed Axe. This item originally came with a Shield, but Jier had no use for it at this time, so he only brought the axe out.

Beside the campfire not far away, watching Jier take a metal axe out of his own carriage, the corners of Xueya Site's mouth twitched. He clearly remembered that there was no such axe in Jier's carriage, right? But how did Jier conjure up a Single-handed Axe that looked like it was worth some money?

He could not figure it out, so he had to rub his head, wondering if he had been living too comfortably lately, causing his memory to become muddled? He couldn't even remember clearly whether there was an axe on the carriage he was driving.

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