The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

If you look only at the exterior, the dirty coat is full of dust, the blonde hair is messy, and there is a patch on the clothes, which is a lousy alcoholic that can be found in any bar.

But when he stood there, beating his ears while he owed it, it was unimaginable, but it had been three minutes since he had been given an insurmountable sense of distance, and none of the witnesses dared to cross the minefield halfway.

Everyone was instinctively warned that he might look safe now, but as long as he took one step further, he would be attacked and cut to pieces.

“What a terrible opponent, Carol... no, Sword Saint Laurent! ”

Patton shouted the name out of his teeth, but with it came the will of the heavens. Perhaps this is the man who taught his swordsmanship, but he hasn't been happy for a long time. Perhaps this is his chance to avenge Snow Hate… to defeat him.

The future god of war has congested his eyes, releasing his killing intentions without concealment. Perhaps obstructing the way forward is an obstacle for others, but for him it is a rare opportunity to challenge himself.

“… come on, let's go together, I also intend to get back to rest soon. ”

He said gossip, didn't even open his eyes to himself, and the contempt conveyed a full range of emotions.

“Strength doesn't know how to imitate, but the nature of the lack of smoking, but the imitation is solid! ”

Barton did not hesitate to take the lead, but once he did, he spinned in place and again turned into a sword blade storm.

He knew that facing this man, even if it was just a projection, he could not be lazy at all, and that the first move would be a great one.

“Isn't Carlo a magician? Isn't this the most powerful fighter in Barton's memory? Why did he show up? ”

How could a mercenary who came along not know this man, drink together and brag about his wine companion, although he has recently suddenly revealed himself as a sorcerer of the dead, seems to be in a very high position, although nobody knows why his replica is here, but nobody thinks that Barton will lose.

After all, according to common sense, human energy is limited, and Carlo listens to the voice very young, not very long-lived, and being able to accomplish on one side is already difficult, don't think twice about it, while old Barton has been immersed in martial arts for at least 30 years.

“Maybe something went wrong. Didn't old Barton always worry about his daughter being abducted by Carlo? In a sense, the son-in-law is indeed the strongest rival to the father-in-law of every daughter. Well, and one day the enemy will lose. ”

Some people say cool things, some people are shocked or worried. Everyone who really knows that person knows how worrying it is when he shows up in the other party's camp.

At that time Timirette even stopped counting and looked at the situation with anxiety and asked Katrina.

“It shouldn't be possible for this spiritual creature to imitate completely, is there a cap or a limit? ”

“It turned out to be a facility for martial arts practitioners, and artificial spiritual creatures could not master elements. He could not use magic, which should be a constraint. There is also a cap, this equipment has limited ability, can only simulate the legendary force at most, but the martial arts data can extract the memory of the target mind, and can supplement the intrinsic record from the spiritual realm, almost completely simulated... It doesn't matter, how could a common legend be a rival to the father of Kensei! And Carol, he's a sicko. ”

Katrina has a lot of confidence in her father. Especially since Carlo is weak, she is not as strong as she is. A little hard work is hard work.

Martial arts must be physically based. In the end, martial arts, a technique that strengthens the flesh and uses the flesh, is limited to natural differences. The goblin can't beat the giant on his wrist without practicing. Then, then, the physical condition of the already fragile Karo simulation is certainly not enough to pose a threat to the father.

Pre-war calculations are always good, and the simulation capability of this stadium is both limited and capped, and there must be an energy cap, which should be a good thing, but the more Katrina says, the more bitter Timirette is, the more he deduces from the information he has just learned, that he no longer expects a breakthrough.

“ ……. There seems to be no alternative to depleting the energy of the organism. ”

“As for Carlo, he's weak...”

Before the words fell, Patton, who had placed great hopes, flew straight over.

“Boom! ”

The floor brick was smashed open, the bald man's head was damaged, the tiger's mouth was broken, and the wound was not minor, while his opponent stood there with a wooden stick and closed his eyes as if he were going to sleep.

“How did you do that? ”

In the eyes of all, Baton had an overwhelming advantage and initiative in the battle. Roland the Spirit just couldn't retreat, pressing the blade of the tornado was about to tear it apart, and the next moment, instead, Baton flew back.

And in Timirette's recorder, the scene was replaying, but it was still fruitless, and he finally saw it dozens of times slower.

“Seeing all the movement of the opponent in high-speed rotation, inducing others to swing their swords, then inducing the opponent to step into their pit, just move the position to induce the opponent to self-destruct, this gap in fighting skills and experience is too obvious... But if it all sees through, waving the sword directly to stop it is not the end, why is it so troublesome to watch this spiritual body not only inherit the person's combat experience, but also the person's distorted character. ”

The strange character of the slanderer in his heart, Timirette's face is serious, the chance of victory is in front of him, but he is stopped here, which is naturally very unpleasant.

“Perhaps the worst opponent we've ever met. ”

“My father is a swordsman. Didn't he say that Swordsman has the ability to challenge the warrior more than others? ”

Katrina is not skilled in martial arts, but she is able to compare information and data. In her memory as a barmaid, there are many legendary stories of sword sacred with weakness and strength.

“Sword Saint? Oh, the one standing across the street, maybe Ash's strongest sword saint in 300 years. ”

The helpless Timirette is not exaggerating, and with the establishment of the Underworld, much intelligence has been declassified within the League of Gentlemen, and even he has been shocked by someone's inhuman past.

“You've heard of the Red Lotus Sword, St. Adam? Well, the one who sees it as the strongest sword saint of our time, he is also the most powerful competitor of mankind...”

Speaking of which, it was discovered that everyone was screaming at him, Timmy Letterton, not only worried about speaking out against morale, but also worried about not being clear and someone else was foolish to provoke him and finally decided on an idea before continuing to say it.

“... the mentor of Red Lotus Sword Saint is the man in front of him, who taught the most powerful sword Saint of our time with his own hands. Now that the replicator copies his evil character and swordsmanship, you say more than swordsmanship, who can beat him. ”

Now, let's not say the mercenaries were scared, just now Patton himself was stupid, he didn't know he had such a famous brother, not to mention that the filthy “young man" had such a “glorious” past.

“It is said that he practiced swordsmanship in a year and became a sword saint. Swordsmanship talent is so high that he can imitate it twice. More than twenty kinds of swordsmanship and most conventional swordsmanship, even with his apprentice, have taught three sword saints. Are you sure you can deal with him? ”

Well, the sound dropped and the cold field went off.

“You guys, let's go. ”

The same words, different reactions, since the amazing strength, this time, no one dared to refute the man dressed in a gray white cloak as a thinker, with 45 degrees of feet looking up at the man.

“ ……. I even imitated that personality, it's... No, totally imitated! Ha, we have hope! That Winston over there, um, is you, taking out the dignity of a legendary mercenary, challenging forward, right, just you. ”

“We don't need you to win, just try to lose each other and consume each other's strength. ”

While deploying, the instrument at the corner of Timirette's eye gave the results of the measurements.

“Combat power… Strength, agility, less than five pieces of physical strength, still such a costume, almost frightened us. ”

Yes, since it is a replica based on the real Roland template, it naturally replicates Roland's current state of weakness. Even if he can defeat his opponents with experience and skill, his extremely weak physical condition cannot afford to consume much. Rather than confronting him head-on, it is better to exhaust his strength with a wheel battle.

And the physical strength and energy of psychic, elemental organisms is one thing, and once it's exhausted, nature disappears.

But Winston, who had been placed in high hopes, did not last half a minute and was sent out by a sword that had just flown over his head and just broken his helmet.

“Lose your sword at will? Sword energy also requires physical expenditure. Don't go together, so that he can borrow power and create chaos, we come individually, since it is training equipment, there must be restrictions on not killing people! There may be restrictions on active attack and departure from the area. ”

Well, all the weaknesses were guessed out, and this time, it was the Spirit Roland's turn to smile helplessly.

But without waiting for the next fighter to implement this shameless plan, the already wounded old Barton took the lead, and he did not intend to abandon this rare opportunity for challenge.

“Stand down, all of you. It's my personal challenge! ”

“The courage is commendable, as is the effort to seize the opportunity to improve oneself, but... Being a commander-in-chief is completely unqualified. ”

While slandering in the heart, Timirette shouted, "Go for it," and while Barton's answer just gave him a score of impression on the examiner, now that someone is willing to do the ashes to consume the strength of the Spiritual Sword Sage, why not?