blogombal Chapter 450 New Sword Arrives
Chapter 450 New Sword Arrives
Chapter 450 New Sword Arrives
The high-altitude continent of the sky is thin and the air is cold. Even a simple breath can create a white mist in front of you.
Broly, dressed in the heavy armor of the Atofi Guard, and Alsterd, wearing a white fur robe, exchanged a glance and then drew their weapons.
Last time, Broly gave his opponent some combat experience; this time, he wants to give himself a combat skills experience.
Broly compressed his aura to a level similar to that emanating from Alsterd and charged forward.
On the Aurora Plateau, the sound of the Mad Dragon Blade clashing with a sword that could be bought for 120 King Dragon Gold Coins soon rang out.
Weak, even weaker.
As Alster parried Broly's attacks, he couldn't help but think to himself.
However, his swordsmanship has improved.
"God-level sword mastery" was Orstide's internal assessment. Compared to Broly, who relied solely on reaction speed and strength to wield his sword arbitrarily in the previous playthrough, the opponent in this playthrough was undoubtedly a master swordsman, and had even earned the title of Sword Hero on the Demon Continent.
However, compared to my relentless training with him as my primary opponent, I can win this time!
Orstide's sword moved faster, his divine-level Water God Style swordsmanship and divine-level Sword God Style swordsmanship flowing smoothly through his hands, even incorporating some techniques from the Northern God Style swordsmanship.
While Broly also possesses the level of a god-level swordsman, the Water God style of swordsmanship seems somewhat incompatible with him, and he is currently only at the Emperor level.
He has some knowledge of the Northern God Style, but because he has never competed with a top-level Northern God Style swordsman, he is currently only at the King level.
Maintaining the same level of aura as Orstide quickly put him at a disadvantage. Although his understanding of swordsmanship was not so great that he was completely helpless, he could feel some shortcomings in his swordsmanship. This was a feeling that few other sword masters had given him since he began training his swordsmanship.
"Dragon God Orstide, your combat skills are exceptionally strong. Could you tell me how you honed such superb combat skills?"
Broly parried the opponent's sword, jumped to create some distance, and then asked the Dragon God for advice.
Asking questions when you don't understand is a good habit of his.
"I have no obligation to answer your questions, Broly, the apostle of God and Man. I only want to cut you down with my sword."
Orster had no intention of guiding the enemy; he was eager to achieve his first victory.
"In that case, I'll learn from you during the battle. However, your fighting skills are superior to mine, so please forgive me for not being able to have a fair fight with you from now on."
Broly politely gave him a heads-up beforehand, and Alsterd abruptly stopped in his tracks. Having fought Broly several times, he had come to understand this enemy.
However, the faint aura rising from Broly made him realize that the person in front of him was becoming stronger.
[Was it a concealment of their true strength, or did they use some explosive secret technique?]
The Dragon God, guessing as he went, also took action, tearing open some amplification magic scrolls and applying a bunch of buffs to himself.
These are treasured magic scrolls he brought from the Dragon Clan's treasury. Each of the enhancement spells is at least Emperor-level, and some are even God-level, capable of increasing his combat power by about 20% to 30%.
Originally, these were supplies prepared for Laplace, who would be resurrected later, and even for the gods and humans that would need to be dealt with later, but they were used here ahead of time.
However, there was no other way. After all, if they couldn't even get past Broly, how could they possibly deal with Laplace, who would be resurrected in the 500th year of the Ankylion calendar, or even the gods and humans in the World of Nothingness?
We can figure out how to deal with the consumption of important war supplies later. The most important thing is to clear the game with Broly, that ridiculously powerful apostle of gods and men.
Broly was somewhat surprised that Alsterd had new tricks up his sleeve, but he didn't think too much about it and once again gathered his energy to surpass the aura emanating from Alsterd.
Upon arriving at the surface of Alsterd, where the air volume was approximately 1.2 times that of the enemy, Broly resumed his battle with them.
As it turned out, he did indeed become more skilled after learning some sword techniques.
Of course, what's impressive isn't his swordsmanship, but rather how Broly improved his efficiency in utilizing ki through learning the swordsmanship of this world.
Ultimately, when Broly adjusted his Ki to 1.4 times that of Alsterd during the battle, Alsterd could no longer harm him.
However, when the power level reached 1.5 times, it was Alsterid who began to struggle to cope. This was due to two reasons, besides Broly increasing his own power.
That is, in his fight with Alsterd, Broly felt the pressure of Alsterd's display of combat skills and realized his own shortcomings in combat skills. However, he also learned from Alsterd's superior combat techniques in this fight.
Simply put, if this were a video game, Broly would definitely be having notifications popping up above his head right now, indicating that his proficiency in various skill styles is increasing.
As Broly's combat skills improved, his aura began to decline. It was thought that the battle would reach a point where he and the Dragon God's aura were equal, but when Alsterd noticed that Broly's strength and speed were weakening, he decisively slashed and retreated to disengage from the battle.
"I should have brought more scrolls."
Having realized that he still couldn't defeat Broly this time, Alster decided not to waste any more time.
"Next time..."
After delivering his classic villainous message, Dragon God decisively raised his sword and committed suicide in front of Broly.
Broly: "..."
With his heavy armor gone, he returned to the Green Grassland.
"Damn it, what's wrong with that guy? He never even finishes the fight!"
Broly was a little angry. He had been having a great time and was immersed in improving his fighting skills, but Alsterd had slit his throat and run away without hesitation, leaving him in a bit of a predicament.
"Should I go directly to their door?"
Broly, munching on a rabbit and feeling depressed, had this thought, but the next moment, he dismissed it.
Although he had already used his Qi perception to locate Orstide's position, what if he went there and the other party committed suicide again?
"I guess I overpowered him and made him unhappy. I should let him have some fighting experience too. Ah, if that guy comes looking for me again, I have to be careful. I absolutely can't let him think about running away."
Broly made up his mind and muttered to himself.
Compared to other sword saints, sword kings, and sword emperors, Orstide put the most pressure on him (in terms of combat skills alone).
Similarly, the faster his fighting skills improved, the more Broly felt he became stronger after each fight. This kind of upgrade experience was something the Saiyan boy liked.
"I wonder if there are any other guys in this world with similar high combat skills as Orstide. Oh well, I'll ask the gods tonight."
On his eighth playthrough, Broly once again entered the speedrun mode of the Dragon Kingdom. After meeting the god again in his dream that night, he directly stated his needs.
"Human God, do you know if there are any other people in this world besides the Dragon God who possess formidable combat skills?"
"Hey, why do you ask that?"
"I want to fight those people. I want my fighting skills to improve further through these encounters."
[So this outsider is a martial arts fanatic?]
Upon hearing this, the eighth-cycle god secretly evaluated himself, but was quite pleased.
Because these kinds of fools, whose minds are only focused on fighting, are the easiest to control.
"Yes, yes, for example, the God of Technique, Laplace, whose combat skills are quite good."
"Where is the other person?"
"Well, I don't know."
"Does that guy also possess a powerful protective force of fate, making him invisible to you?"
Broly asked, somewhat puzzled.
[It's less about a powerful destiny and more about the dragon clan's secret techniques still being effective on the other party, even though I've managed to split them into two separate individuals and they've lost their memories...]
"Yes, that's it."
The god nodded; He had no intention of telling the boy before him the story of himself and Laplace.
"Alright, then tell me about the whereabouts of those skilled fighters who you were able to spot."
Broly didn't make things difficult for the gods and men, and instead offered a compromise.
"The Second Northern God is one, but he passed his King Dragon Sword to his son, so his strength is probably not at the god level now."
"Randolph?"
"It wasn't Randolph, but his child with his second wife."
"Where is the other person?"
Which one are you asking about?
Which one is stronger?
"If we're talking about who's stronger, then of course it's the son who gets to possess his father Wang Longjian's sword."
The god-man said matter-of-factly that a sword that can elevate a swordsman of sword saint level to sword emperor level is a very powerful divine weapon.
"Okay, where is he? If it's on my way, I'll go find him."
Broly nodded, still preparing to follow his original journey and travel through this six-sided world.
"What a coincidence, this person is also in the Wanglong Kingdom, over in the Wanglong Mountains, defeating some powerful monsters and trying to make a name for himself in the Wanglong Kingdom."
Broly: "..."
The next day, he returned to the Wanglong Mountains and, guided by the gods, found Alexander, who was undergoing training in the Wanglong Mountains.
Although the opponent seemed to have very weak energy, Broly still landed in front of the opponent who had just killed a magical beast.
"Who?"
"Are you Kalman III, son of Kalman II?"
"Do you know my father?"
Upon hearing his father's name, Alexander relaxed his guard and began to inquire.
"No, I don't know your father, but I do know your half-brother, Randolph the Grim Reaper."
Upon hearing this, Alexander's expression darkened: "I know nothing about such things."
"When Kalman II married his mother, his first wife had already passed away, and he was unaware that he had a brother."
The little god explained.
"Okay, it's not a big deal."
In short, I've heard you're quite skilled, and I'd like to have a match with you.
Broly stated his purpose directly.
"I'm amazing?!"
Alexander raised an eyebrow; at only twenty-something years old, this was exactly what he wanted to hear.
"I never imagined I would have such a reputation."
No problem, I, Kalman III, accept your challenge.
"Show your name, you dare challenge me!"
The man held up the King Dragon Sword, pointed the tip at Broly, and said...
"Broly".
Without wasting words, Broly introduced himself, reduced his aura to a level similar to his opponent's, and then assumed a fighting stance.
"You don't have a weapon?"
"Not at the moment."
Broly forgot to go find Sean Croda to retrieve his sword, which cost 120 King Dragon Coins.
"Our philosophy in the Kitakami-ryu school is that any means are acceptable, so I will not lay down my weapons against an unarmed opponent like you."
Alexander offered a reminder.
"No problem, I'd also like to test the Light Hand Blade in actual combat."
Broly had no objection.
However, after glancing at the Dragon King Sword in Alexander's hand, he couldn't help but like it and asked, "By the way, would you like to wager your sword?"
"What?"
"Don't swordsmen sometimes wager their swords in battle? If you're willing to wager your sword, I can wager myself. If you defeat me, I'll be your subordinate."
Alexander was somewhat amused and annoyed. Who did this halfling-like creature think it was, that it could compare to the Dragon King Sword in his hand?
"Ha, although I look down on you, if you can really beat me bare-handed, how about I give you my King Dragon Sword?"
Alexander was very proud and did not believe that a bare-handed man could defeat him, who was wielding the Dragon King Sword.
It's a deal.
Broly went up happily.
Thirty minutes later...
"How could this happen?"
The bruised and battered Future North Three was driven into a state of existential crisis by Bro's Light Hand Chop.
"Wow, that was really tough. I thought it was going to backfire."
Alexander's aura was too low; his strength relied solely on the Dragon King Sword in his hand. Broly, by suppressing his aura too much, almost lost his life at this man's hands.
Fortunately, this person's fighting skills weren't entirely nonexistent, but rather utterly terrible. Broly, despite being in a low mood, managed to defeat him using the Dragon God version of the Light Hand Blade.
At this moment, Broly was overjoyed to be holding the opponent's King Dragon Sword. He had discovered this when he fought Alsterd earlier. If he didn't use more Qi to protect his sword, it would have been cut in half by Alsterd's blade long ago. This made him have to put a lot of Qi into protecting his weapon.
"Thank you. Although your combat skills are poor, I am very grateful that you provided me with such a good sword."
Broly's sincere thanks dealt a blow to Alexander, whose face turned pale and then purple.
"I'm sorry, I know it's shameless to say this, but the Wanglong Sword is something my father left me. Could you please return it to me?"
Alexander immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"Hey, are you planning to go back on your word?"
Broly raised an eyebrow.
"As expected of the Kitakami-ryu school, this man's Kitakami-ryu skills have surpassed those of his father."
The little god then praised it from the side.
"How about this, you can have your sword back if you want, hone your skills and then defeat me, or you can find someone more skilled to challenge me. As long as you beat me in combat skills, I will return your sword."
Broly did not return the sword; he simply left his name behind and flew away.
Alexander stood there, on the verge of tears.
(End of this chapter)