Chapter 895 You Call This Sparring?

Ansil's new crossbow has not been completed yet, so the Silver Edge Hunting Group plans to rest in East Doruma for a while.

During this period, they are not idle.

Feng Ying stays in the hunter training camp all day, training precision defense skills.

The training ground facilities here are very complete, and the equipment and props for training are all ready. If you have any questions, you can ask Instructor Altman at any time.

There are also those hunter students with respect to help serve tea and water, calling "Senior Feng Ying" one by one, and the life is quite comfortable.

Of course, she was beaten by Instructor Altman many times.

She is not a student in the training camp, but she is here to take advantage of educational resources all day, which is actually a bit against the rules, but her status as a senior hunter also brings her some privileges.

In addition, her strength is indeed at the bottom of the Silver Edge team, but compared with her peers, it is much higher, and she is qualified to be an instructor in some aspects.

Seeing that she really played a good role model, Hilda and the others turned a blind eye.

After a few days, Hayata was also pulled over by her.

On the one hand, Hayata was also looking for a place to train, wanting to adapt to the rebellious new weapon "Scythe of Inscription" as soon as possible.

It didn't matter to her whether she was in the guild's training ground or the training camp's training ground. Since Feng Ying called her, she went.

On the other hand, the training camp took the initiative to invite her to be a temporary swordsmanship instructor for a short period of time.

For those hunter students who yearn for the strong, a powerful senior with a "title" is much more attractive than Feng Ying, a "powerful senior sister"-like figure.

Gordon and Anxier, who are in the same team and are stronger, were naturally invited.

Anxier himself had no interest in being a temporary instructor, but Feng Ying successfully fooled him with just one sentence.

——Under the guidance of Sister Gale, Xixi has learned to say "Nie Ma".

After running to the hunter training camp angrily, Anxier realized that he had been deceived by Feng Ying.

Himself, actually? Being, Feng Ying? Deceived? !

Although Xixi has become Gale's disciple in name, she is still in the basic stage and spends most of her time in the training camp, training with other students.

Gale, who feels that she is not as good as the training camp in laying the foundation, did not interfere. As a senior hunter, she also has her own things to do, and the two of them did not actually have that much contact.

Xixi is a "day student" who is taken home by her mother every day, and is watched by instructors such as Hilda. How can she learn bad things so easily?

An Xier began to reflect on himself, why was he so easily fooled.

Is it because Feng Ying's deception skills have improved? Or is Gale's ability to spread pollution too strong, making him afraid? Or is it that he really treats Xixi as a sister, and he is too concerned about her?

"Ah-"

An Xier sighed. No matter what the reason was, he had already come to the training camp to "report". It would be inappropriate to turn around and leave. Instructor Hilda was staring at him.

He slapped Feng Ying on the back of her head, pinching her nose and accepting it.

Feng Ying, who was used to being slapped, touched her head, "Master Gordon, didn't he come? I thought you would come together."

"No."

Looking at the boys and girls who were not even novices, Anxier was thinking about how to make these students feel pain, and said:

"Your master changed into novice equipment and practiced new moves. He said he would start with the big wild boar king and slowly challenge the upper ones. In the short term, you may not see him much."

In the mountains near Dongduoluma, facing the howling and rushing big wild boar king, Gordon pulled out the giant blade made of rough iron.

In the dense wet forest of Metabe, the sharp blade of the explosive knife collided with the giant beak of the big monster bird, experiencing the fleeting opportunity.

In the Shuretsen Hill, the sword suddenly changed its sword momentum while charging, and the fire dragon sword burst and swirled, cutting the fireball breath of the male fire dragon in front of him.

In the snowy mountains of Flasiya, the [Divine Power] sword was swung, and the dragon chariot of the dragon was taken down, but because of a small mistake, it was knocked away.

In the desert.

On the inscription sword that seemed to be made of pure gold, the fighting spirit surged and violently stirred, like dazzling sunlight, and like uncontrollable explosions.

"Hah!"

Gordon swung the sword in a low voice, and collided with the alien giant horn that rushed over.

"Bang--"

Amid the dull collision sound, Gordon slid back several meters.

The fighting spirit light on the sword body disappeared, but it did not disappear, but was completely absorbed into the blade.

Feeling the terrifying power that was completely condensed with the "help" of the opponent, Gordon roared and swung the inscription sword, slashing it right on the opponent's face, cutting a huge knife wound.

The red and black behemoth spread in legends and called "Ao Mo" by countless people who feared it, staggered back a few steps with a painful roar.

When it realized that it was actually repelled by the tiny opponent in front of it, it immediately raised its head and let out a shocking roar.

"Roar, ah, ah!"

Facing the furious beast, Gordon also laughed out loud, not caring about the blood flowing from his nose and mouth.

He spent two months, starting with the big wild boar king, step by step to challenge the monsters of higher danger levels, repeatedly honing the skills of this move.

Finally, he mastered this move that he called "one-shot".

But this is not enough.

At that time, he was able to defend against the collision of the dragon chariot of the dragon and launch a powerful counterattack.

Everyone admired it, and the Dragon Calendar Institute even recorded it as one of the great sword hunting skills.

But he knew that if he wanted to use it as a trump card, it would not be enough to face those god-like opponents in the future.

He needed a stronger "sparring partner".

He asked many people, and finally chose this two-horned dragon named "Ao Mo" under the scolding of the mysterious boss lady of the Dragon Calendar Institute, "You are going to die!".

And in the first battle, he suffered a miserable defeat.

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of ground combat alone, the strength of this Ao Mo horned dragon is enough to defeat most ancient dragons.

Even the boss lady who was once a nine-star hunter was seriously injured in the battle with Ao Mo, lost a companion, and retired.

That time, if Hayata Anshir and others had not tried their best to rescue him, the grass on his grave would have been half a meter high.

They thought Gordon would give up or change his opponent.

However, after his injury healed, Gordon immediately rushed to the desert where the Ao Mo appeared.

This is, this is the opponent he is looking for!

In the past six months, he has fought dozens of times and was seriously injured and dying several times.

Until today, he finally used one go to force back the dragon car of the Ao Mo from the front!

"Ha! This is the real one go!"

The furious Ao Mo dug the ground and was about to launch a pursuit, but at this moment, a flash bomb was thrown from below and landed in front of it.

The strong light of the explosion stunned it.

Pig Chop, who jumped out of the ground, kicked Gordon and said angrily: "Are you satisfied now, meow!?"

"Haha, satisfied, let's go!" Gordon blew the whistle.

The fierce wind that was hovering nearby came running over.

"I thought you wanted to continue hunting it alone, meow." Pig Chop looked at him with a squint.

"Well, that seems a bit difficult." Gordon laughed dryly and jumped onto Liefeng's back.

"Let's go Liefeng, let's go back to the camp, run faster, or the guy behind us will catch up!"

"Woo woof!"

At the same time, on the sand dunes hundreds of meters away, the dragon hunter wearing a cloak put down the telescope in his hand.

"It's unheard of that a young hunter can be promoted to eight stars at this age and fight against the Ao Mo to this extent. There is also an equally young and excellent team.

'Brave Gordon', it seems that it's time to get in touch with him."

Ps.

If this plot is expanded, 30,000 to 50,000 words will definitely be water, but the introduction to the new world has been thrown out, so I won't drag it too much on the practice.

Also, I originally considered getting a set of Ao Mo suit, but after repeated consideration, the Ao Mo suit is only suitable for horned dragons or Ao Mo greatswords, and the applicability is too poor