The Fate of the Gunman

"Bang~pop~!"

The sound of the wooden gun piercing the air and the sound of the weapons of the two sides have not stopped almost since the beginning of the competition. It seems to be'matched', but in fact the gap between the two sides is very obvious, even in Cuchurin’s deliberate power Lancer was also suppressed and retreated steadily under the control, especially in the face of Cú Chulainn's stabbing Lancer was very difficult to dodge. Within a few minutes of the opening, Lancer's flanks and shoulders were rubbed several times.

Although he was not injured because it was a training gun, the hot sensation of being hit or rubbed made him deeply realize one thing————————If both sides use genuine products, I’m afraid he has already lost. .

Although Lancer has not experienced hard fighting and suppression so far, the opponents he faced at those times were crushing, such as the unreasonable defense and strength of the SS Ghoul, and Esders who fell into a runaway or even returned because of Emperor Gu. When I was my ancestor, but now it's different.

The stabbing was avoided, the shot was blocked, and the attack on the opponent would be blocked no matter what, but he was almost helpless in the face of the opponent's attack.

This embarrassing situation made his heart irritable, and it was at this moment that Cuchulin, who had just taken his gun, paused suddenly.

Did you let him go?

Do not!It was the opponent who made all the effort!

"Shoo~!"

The sound of the spear piercing the air made Lancer's hair almost stand up, and Lancer even felt that he could not resist the blow that pointed directly at his brow.

Are you going to lose?

Do not!Can't lose!!

The spear that Lancer was holding slammed towards Cuchurin, and the target was the opponent's chest.

"Stab~"

Although Lancer had turned his head ahead of time, it was not enough to face a master like Cú Chulainn. The wooden gun finally swept across his sideburns and took away a piece of hair, but Lancer's counterattack did not hit Cú Chulainn. It was forcing him to withdraw first.

Cuchurin took a step back again, but Lancer looked at each other persistently, panting.

First, I went to a strange place. I didn’t know how far I was. Then I was brought here by the other party. I watched a strange woman dancing guns and finally froze for a day. To be honest, Lancer was almost at a loss. He didn’t even know the so-called Is the'benefit copy' really a benefit?

But he knows that this should be a test for him. If his test fails, then I am afraid that he will be thinking too much.

Can't lose!Can't lose!!I can't lose!!!

I chose the defensive counterattack tactics because of caution before, but the final result was that the opponent suppressed and couldn't counterattack at all, so Lancer decided to take the initiative!

That's right!Just take the initiative!

Although it is completely suppressed in defense, even if there is no attack, there will be no results, but the question is, can you continue to maintain this ugly situation even if you do not attack?Rather than waiting silently for defeat, Lancer would rather become the last brilliant firework after the outbreak!

Even if it is fleeting, he will release his own glory!

Obviously, even Cuchurin hesitated for Lancer’s sudden change. After all, Lancer has always been defensive since the beginning. Although he was suppressed, the defensive counterattack has always been the same. Delay as much as possible to find the enemy’s flaws. To win, Cuchurin thought Lancer would always stick to this tactic, but he didn't expect that he would attack the opponent just by closing the gun.

"Slap~slap~slap~"

More intensive clashes than before sounded in the courtyard, and Cu Chulin's original serious expression gradually disappeared, replaced by unconcealed excitement.

As a gunman Kuchurin naturally knows that Lancer's outbreak at this time is carried out in an overdraft manner. Unsurprisingly, as long as this wave is carried on, it will be self-defeating. This is the wisest choice, but— ———————

Who is he?Cuchurin!How can I shrink back in front of my little junior brother!

Without hesitation, he shot out without hesitation!

Although he was temporarily suppressed because of the loss of the first hand, Cu Chulainn really enjoys the current feeling. Every time he competes with the master and craftsman, he is almost always crushed. Although his friend is also strong, it may be because of the familiarity of the two. There is always no passion for fighting, but now this'little junior' is still a little immature, but officially because of this he can often give him some'accidents', this is what makes him most excited!

But compared to the excited Cuchurin, Lancer on the other side was not happy at all, because he was suppressed no matter how he attacked.

'Strike'

The three tricks that he had already practiced to MAX were logically speaking, even if he couldn't defeat Cú Chulainn, he shouldn't have been suppressed. After all, the opponent deliberately controlled his strength and physical fitness.

where is it?Where is the wrong place?!

The long spear was handed out and rubbed against Cuchulin's neck and was moved away. Lancer closed the gun again for two consecutive shots, once being moved away, and the other shot by the opponent.

There is no doubt that the "three consecutive stabbings" failed again. At this time, he had run out of strength and had to stop the gun, but he didn't know why that stupefied blow appeared in his mind.

On the other side, Cuchulin, who was used to Lancer’s “routine”, also bullied himself when he saw Lancer’s gun, but at this time the spear that should have been retracted didn’t know when to lean from his armpit. Stabbed over.

'what's the situation?!Didn't he just run out of power?!'

This sudden change made the rhythm that had been gradually mastered by Cú Chulainn chaotic in an instant.

"Bang~!"

With a louder sound than before, Lancer's spear was shot directly, and he himself was shot directly into the air.

And Lancer himself was lying on the grass in a large font, whispering something in his mouth.

At the same time, Cú Chulainn was full of embarrassment, especially when he saw Lancer's strange reaction, he even suspected that he had just beaten the opponent with too much force.

"Hey! Are you okay? I just accidentally used my full strength! Hey!"

No matter what the other party said, Lancer did not pay attention to the other party, because he noticed his strange change when he stabbed the blow. When he opened the attribute panel, the skills changed, and the three of'MAX' were originally realistic. The basic skills disappeared, replaced by the "spear technique basic combat technique LV MAX" and "spear technique advanced combat technique LV 1".

In addition to excitement, he was even more curious about why he suddenly had this strange change. The only special place in the end was probably the glimpse in his mind, right?

At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on his head, and then a pair of long legs wrapped in purple stockings appeared in front of him.

Chapter 4 Assessment?what is that?I'm just a little tricky

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"Teacher? Junior Brother Lancer isn't... crazy, right?"

Kuchurin was accustomed to making a fuss about his own master's behavior of "being out of ghosts and ghosts" from the beginning to now, so he didn't feel surprised that the other party appeared behind him for no reason. On the contrary, he asked seriously about the "business".

Lancer, who was lying on the ground on the other side, also hurriedly stood up after hearing what Cuchurin said.

There is a tall woman in front of him, basically no different from his "impression", with purple shawl and long hair, a purple dress on her body, wearing purple stockings and a piece of pitch black?

That's right, it was pitch black. Although it wasn't his intention, he did lie in a very subtle position just now, but he didn't know why he could only see pitch black and nothing.

But at this time, he was not in the mood to think about'why can't you see', instead he looked depressed.

Only the previous "dancing gun" made him break through the bottleneck for a while. He can almost imagine how he will improve if he trains with the opponent, but now it seems that there is no chance, even if Cuchulin deliberately suppressed His own strength, but he still lost.

But at this moment——————

"Remember the feeling of the last blow?"

"remember."

The other party’s voice sounds very strange to Lancer, clearly very crisp, but it is full of an irresistible feeling, as if facing some very powerful existence, this similar feeling he used to be in the Empire The emperor had felt it before, but the one in front of him was even more exaggerated. If the emperor simply made him vigilant, then the one in front of him made him unable to resist even.