An insurmountable line of defense
"Hey you guys, why are they still chatting?"
"White Falcon and this guy know each other? That Galen guy, he's not planning to find a relationship through the back door, is he?"
"Are you stupid? No matter how much he looks for connections, he won't look for White Falcon. How could a talented adventurer like this play a fake match in plain sight."
The magic crystal suspended above the ring emitted a green glow.
This indicated that the match had begun.
White Falcon pulled out the sword at his waist, which was long and sharp.
"Equipment is as much a part of an adventurer's strength as skill. Since you chose to wear this equipment against me, I think you should have the appropriate realization."
"You're right, let's begin."
As soon as the words fell, Galen, who had been watched by the White Falcon's sight, suddenly felt a chill around his body.
He was actually unknowingly affected by the White Falcon's skill.
"The conditions for the execution of her skill should stem from eye contact."
Galen, who had planned ahead, raised his kite-shaped shield to block the White Falcon's gaze.
The chill that spread around Galen's body was indeed slowed down.
It took less than two seconds for Galen to break from the move.
But what White Falcon needed was only this instant.
Raising her long sword backwards, White Falcon instantly closed the distance.
She had already seen Galen's defense, so she made a killing move, stabbing at Galen's abdomen.
Covering his vision with his shield could indeed avoid White Falcon's skill, but at the same time, it also affected Galen's vision.
Either restricting his own vision or being affected by the skill.
This was the truly difficult part of White Falcon's skill.
Before the sword was halfway out, White Falcon felt a wave of resistance.
But Galen twisted his waist and hips, and used the small round shield tied around his waist to accurately block the sword.
Coincidence?
White Falcon was puzzled in her heart, but her movements didn't stop, she flipped her wrist to adjust her sword blade, and stabbed Galen's chest and abdomen again.
Ding---!
The long sword was blocked again, this time it was the zither-shaped shield in Galen's hand that blocked the sword blade.
"How? His line of sight was clearly blocked by the shield, so why was he still able to anticipate my attack?"
The consternation in White Falcon's mind was interrupted by a shield that smashed in sharply.
White Falcon crossed her sword in front of her, easily blocking Galen's counterattack.
Her footwork was deft, and as she removed the force, her figure had already arrived on Galen's left side.
The angle and timing of White Falcon's attack was exceptionally exquisite.
However, Galen's shield was still unexpectedly in front of the long sword.
From the audience.
"Is White Falcon playing with his opponent? How come every sword deliberately stabbed towards the shield?"
"Yeah, it's almost like it was rehearsed in advance, should it be so tacit!"
"Look guys, that guy named Galen didn't even turn his head back before blocking White Falcon's sword, even if it's a fake match, he wouldn't dare to play so fake, right?"
In the midst of all these murmurs that were saying that they couldn't understand it.
There were only some shield guard professionals that could see something different.
"This kind of move that doesn't even need to be seen, it's all based on subconscious defense, could it be ..."
"That's right, the guy named Galen should be using that move - Instinctive Defense."
"Instinctive Defense? Does this kind of skill actually really exist!"
"That said, the person who made the Examination Officer cry before seems to be a Shield Guard ..."
At this point, White Falcon had already made more than twenty sword strikes, but none of them managed to break through Galen's defense.
With his shield in hand, Galen was simply the sturdiest of barriers.
No matter how much White Falcon's sword was like a landslide or a tsunami, it couldn't shake him in the slightest.
However, White Falcon's grabbing attack was not meaningless.
At least it had suppressed Galen into a passive defensive position, leaving the latter without even a chance to perform a Shield Throw.
"There's no point in wasting any more time, we still have to use magic to settle the battle."
White Falcon took the initiative to jump back a step to pull away.
She joined her slender white fingers and wiped them across her sword.
A layer of frosty white cold air immediately lingered on it.
This was one of the three advanced skills that White Falcon had mastered.
It was called "Ice Spirit Enchantment".
After casting the spell, the White Falcon swept forward again.
A fancy sword slashed horizontally and clashed violently with Galen's shield, emitting a clinking sound.
At the same time, the cold air on the White Falcon's sword was injected into Galen's body along with the shield.
It made the latter's sturdy body stagnate, seemingly falling into the polar ice cold.
Chance!
White Falcon's feet moved quickly, his figure was like a ghost avoiding the front of the shield, and a sword slashed down diagonally, landing on Galen's thigh.
With the sharpness of this exquisite longsword, Galen's armor would not have much effect if the sword was implemented.
In the face of this unavoidable chopping attack, Galen actually took the initiative to let go of his shield.
The longsword arrived, but it hit the free falling zither-shaped shield, and the blade was once again blocked.
"Damn it, how the hell did this guy do it!?"
As the sword's momentum was blocked one after another, a wave of annoyance welled up in the White Falcon's heart.
But she wasn't worried about winning.
The frost effect of "Ice Spirit Enchantment" ignored defense and could be stacked continuously.
With enough hits, the frost effect alone could incapacitate Galen.
But this also meant that the pace of the battle would be delayed and lengthened.
Taking on an intermediate level as an upper level adventurer, and fighting so evenly.
This was a disgrace for the self-important White Falcon.
"Since I want to speed up the tempo, let's use this move."
White Falcon invoked the Transcendent Power in his mind, and the longsword in his hand instantly transformed into a staggering shadow, attacking Galen's upper, middle, and lower regions.
Advanced Skill - Remnant Shadow Sword!
This skill allowed White Falcon to burst into a terrifying attack speed in an instant.
Even if it couldn't break through Galen's defense.
Combined with "Ice Slash", it could maximize the frost effect.
The reason why White Falcon was known as a genius adventurer.
In addition to his superior swordsmanship, White Falcon was also known as a genius adventurer.
His understanding and coordination of skills had also reached a level that was difficult for ordinary adventurers to match.
Ding ding ding ding--!
The three crunching sounds were almost consecutive.
The advanced skill "Shadow Sword" was perfectly received by Galen.
"Oh my..! This can even be blocked?"
"Who said that they were acting just now? Even the most outrageous script wouldn't dare to act like this!"
"I remember, the one who beat up and cried the examiner yesterday was this old brother!"
The full-coverage helmet obscured Galen's appearance, and it also allowed the several shield guards who had participated in the examination together yesterday to not dare to identify him until this moment.
However, Galen, whose strength was finally favored by the audience.
At this moment, he was feeling a bit tricky.
An unstoppable coldness was continuously injected into his body as the swords and shields struck each other.
As a result, Galen's movements were getting slower and slower, and the muscles in his body were even somewhat numb and unconscious due to the cold.
If it wasn't for the special bloodline in Galen's body that was constantly eliminating the frost effect for him, I'm afraid that he would have lost his fighting ability by now.
"We can't go on like this, we have to find a chance to counterattack."
As Galen's mind shifted, a certain little guy that hadn't yet broken out of his shell, gently shook his body.