Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

  Chapter 45 Mastering inertia

   This is the first real battle after Hayata decided to become a hunter.

  —The mushroom pig killed half an hour ago does not count.

  Very fortunately, the opponent is the Qimian family.

  Compared to body size, these guys are not as good as Ailu. It is always difficult for human beings to feel a sense of fear when facing opponents whose size is much smaller than their own, and it is not easy to lose control because of fear.

   Unfortunately, the opponent is a large group of strange faces.

  These croaking little monsters are not only agile, but also know how to cooperate. Hayata and Pig Chop had to cover each other back to back, lest there be a surprise attack from behind.

  In order to clear the siege for his partners, Gordon rushed into the strange-faced formation like a wild boar king charging at full speed. When he came to Hayata and the others, he couldn't help grinning at the scene of the latter fighting.

   When he found that he was still unable to use a one-handed sword freely, and couldn't kill these agile odd-faced people at all, Hayata decisively gave up the fighting mode of swinging a sword.

   Instead, she used the one-handed sword and the small buckler as a defense to block the attacks of the odd-faced tribe, but her only way to counterattack was to kick

  The picture in front of him looked a little funny, but Gordon soon discovered that this "attack method" was extremely effective against the short odd-faced people.

  Wrapped by iron sheets and hard leather, the pointed greaves on the head are heavy and strong. It may be difficult to cause real effective damage to the odd-faced tribes with the strength of Hayata, but they can be easily repelled.

   Right now, I don’t think about killing, but just protect myself. To deal with these little things that are only a little higher than the knees, kicking is indeed much more efficient than bending over and slashing.

   Occasionally, I am negligent, but with the help of pork chops, I can quickly stabilize.

  Hayata's clever and flexible response surprised Gordon. In this case, he didn't have to be like an old hen guarding her cubs, and stood in front of her every step of the way.

   All you need to do is to kill and injure as many odd faces as possible as quickly as possible, and you will be able to open the situation smoothly.

   After instructing Pig Chop again to pay attention to protecting Hayata, Gordon let go of his hands and feet completely. He crossed his legs, twisted his waist and swung his arms, and swung his big sword in the encirclement of the odd-faced tribe, slashing wantonly.

  Compared to one-click breakthrough, the more powerful vertical slash and charged slash, and the horizontal slash, which sweeps a large area, are obviously more suitable for the current situation.

   Gordon, who was sweeping around like a whirlwind, instantly broke down the formation of the strange faces.

  Before when there were only one or two opponents, it was not easy to hit the target with the big sword, but now there are so many odd-faced people around, and they can't dodge in time under mutual interference, and the explosive knife can always hit some unlucky ghosts from time to time.

   The Qimian clan who were hit by a powerful explosive knife capable of cutting through the flesh and blood of large monsters would lose their fighting power in an instant even if they were lucky enough not to be cut in two.

Such a high-frequency attack of continuously swinging a big sword is very exhausting, but Gordon is very excited by the successive victories. More importantly, he feels that he seems to have mastered a little bit of what Amos called "controlling inertia". .

   It's not about forcefully changing the trajectory of the sword swing.

   Instead, the joints and muscles of the whole body are continuously fine-tuned to guide the sword's posture and bring inertia into control.

   "Hey, ha!"

  The heavy explosive knife cut off the odd-faced tribe in front of them who couldn't dodge.

The steel giant blade with unfinished momentum did not stop, but was further injected with power under the control of both arms. While changing the angle, it drew a circular arc at a faster speed, and quietly approached from behind. The face clan easily beheaded.

  Gordon experienced this wonderful feeling without distraction.

  In the past, it was sluggish and cumbersome, and it would only prolong the swing of the attack and increase the inertia of the opening, as if it had turned into another pair of invisible arms, and the originally heavy explosive knife became light and agile at this time.

   It was another heroic but not reckless swing of the sword, when the Qimian tribe in front of him fell down screaming and became one of the countless corpses scattered on the ground.

  The remaining odd-faced tribes around finally collapsed, and amidst bursts of terrified screams, they burrowed into the grass and fled in seclusion.

  The Explosive Knife, covered in blood and flesh, fell heavily to the ground. Gordon looked at his trembling hands completely exhausted, but a joyful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  From now on, the inertia brought by the heavy weight of the great sword will no longer be a burden.

  Seeing the retreat of the Qimian Clan, Hayata, who gritted his teeth and persisted until now, finally couldn't help it, and sat slumped on the ground.

  For her who has not yet experienced enough devil training, and her physical fitness is still at the level of ordinary people, after running around in the mountains and forests for a long time, and also experienced a real battle, her physical strength has already been exhausted to the limit.

   However, the battle is not quite over yet.

  In terms of his own combat power alone, even if he **** the entire group of the strange-faced tribe, he would not be able to compare with the king of the strange-faced tribe. Even if he faced Amos, who was a high-ranking hunter, he could not fall behind.

  It doesn't have the muscles that are so strong as to break the skin like the big wild boar king, nor does it have the fangs and claws that are standard for top predators, and it can't soar in the sky like a fire dragon, breathing out flames.

   But the terrifying strength emanating from that skinny body and the nimble posture of a loach are enough to make it an opponent that any hunter must use all energy to be vigilant about.

   Divided a little attention, after confirming that Hayata and the others had dealt with the Qimian tribe, Amos could not help showing a smile.

  After a few minutes of fighting, he has roughly figured out the strength of the king of the strange face clan in front of him.

  Different from ordinary monsters, the strength of the odd-faced tribe, which has an IQ and intelligence similar to that of humans, largely depends on their own training and combat experience. The lower limit is extremely low but the upper limit is extremely high.

  Extreme people, even eight-star and nine-star hunters will have a headache when they see it.

  Although the King of the Odd Face Clan in front of him is very strong, he is not too strong to deal with, and the two little guys over there are almost tempered.

  That being the case, it's time to settle the fight.

Facing another flurry of combos wielding his scepter crazily by the King of the Odd Face Clan, Amos changed his strategy of focusing on parrying, and suddenly turned around and slid back, the shimmering ice-blue sword in his hand fluttering in the air. Draw a beautiful track.

  Even though the feet are stepping on the ground, they seem to be sliding on the ice, which is unbelievably smooth.

   "See cut."

Amos gave a soft drink, and while he was sliding to avoid the swing of the King of the Odd-faced Clan, he seemed to be accumulating energy, just when the king of the Odd-faced Clan's attack had just been emptied, the old power was exhausted, and the new power was not born. .

As if springs were installed under his feet, he took a big step forward by virtue of the inertia of retreating, and the forked sword tip of the white ape in his hand was like a poisonous snake letter, "swiftly" towards him. Check out.

  Leaving a short but unusually deep wound on the shoulder of the King of the Odd Face Clan.

  A faint hoarfrost spread over the wound of the King of the Odd-Mian Clan. Due to the ice-attributed damage attached to the white monkey, its wound was frozen and did not bleed much, but its movements became stiff because of this.

   "Gah!" the king of the strange face clan screamed.

   This is the most serious injury it has suffered today. If it were an ordinary odd-faced tribe, it would have completely lost its ability to resist and even died under this blow.

But it stretched out a withered palm, and grabbed the frozen wound. While grabbing the frost, it used the severe pain stimulation to relieve the numbness caused by the freezing, allowing the body to return to normal. control.

  The blood spattered from the cracked wound splashed on the weird headgear of the King of the Kinky Face Race, the fire flashed, and the eyes hidden under the mask suddenly became more bloodthirsty and crazy.

   "Quack!"

  (end of this chapter)