Way of Overlord
Chapter 388: Gamble

Chapter 388: Gamble

This is not a swordsmanship Aeryon learns from anyone.

There is many tales in the Great Steppe and even in Yan where warriors would go travelling and adventuring and met great master and learns all kinds of skills.

Some gained powerful internal energy method, some learns powerful swordsmanship and some learns other skills

Even in the tribe, Aeryon had heard of such matter from Burchu and other warriors where in their childhood, they would seek a teacher to learn powerful methods of fighting.

Aeryon on the other hand had no such teacher.

The tribe for most of his life is poor.

And relying on his father inheritance, it is enough only to support the tribe.

Not to mention masters like this would rather sell their services to powerful tribe and not some small tribe unless they owe you or there is fate between you and this master.

It does not mean he has no teacher at all.

But these teacher did not teach him powerful methods.

They did teach him fighting but the method they teach are common, like wrestling, training the body, archery, riding, the common method of fighting.

Not a specialized skill that draws the power of heaven and earth.

These people that could teach people powerful skill that would draw on the power of heaven and earth usually goes to powerful tribes that could satisfy their needs.

Some of them even joined the Ashana when they wanted to retire from the world of fighting and adventuring.

Aeryon learns from nature. In the evening where he would ride with his horse , he would always takes a break near some stream of water.

And sometimes, when he has too many things in his mind, he would just blank out.

And one day, when he was looking at nothing, he felt the wind breezes by and see the grass sways left and right and one of the tall grass hit upon a fly

The wind was strong, the swaying of the grass become fierce and the harmless attack actually causes the fly to be hit to death.

Aeryon was surprised.

And there was an inspiration. He never put it into practice.

But now in this battlefield, when he was in this state of full concentration, suddenly he remembers that grass, remember that wind and so he follow his heart

The hand is like the wind pushed by the will of heaven and the grass sways is the obedience of the earth.

There is rules and laws in everything under the heavens.

So, his sword is like the wind, like the grass, following the will of heaven and obeying the rules of natures and laws that existed in heaven and earth.

One strike is enough.

Following the will of the heaven, the sword is strong, the sword is swift, unconstrained and carefree.

And one by one, these elite warriors that tries to kill him, all fell one by one.

Some have their heads chopped off, some have only a tiny line on their throats but they all die with one stroke.

Yanlan was waiting for Aeryon to fall.

But no matter how many warriors he sent, Aeryon kills them all.

Even he just looking at the battle right now could not help but think that the sword attack that Aeryon performed is very beautiful

There is a sense of mystery and mysticism in the moves. It likes seeing the ebbs and flows of a river.

That is the best way he could describe it.

By now, he could no longer run away.

Yanlan tries to run away just now and yet when he sent a scout, the scout reported to him that there is around a hundred men, piercing through the men seemingly opening a path for him to retreat

Yanlan is not a kid.

This is basically just giving him a chance to go use that opening to be ambushed

Yanlan sighed

At this moment, he extinguish his desire to run.

Murong Long is waiting for him to enter a trap.

But even if he did not enter, did not mean he is out of danger. Because on the other side is Aeryon and Belarion.

Murong Long chooses to attack Yanlan because he wanted to make contribution but also because he thinks this is the best way to prevent Yanlan from running away from the battlefield.

So, he makes the trap obvious.

Whether he falls into the trap or not, the objective is fulfilled.

If Aeryon knows what Murong Long is doing right now, he would surely praise such an ingenious tactic.

"Since this is the case, let’s make a bet" he mutters to himself

Yanlan was not flustered at this moment. Because when he decided to try to kill Aeryon, he steel himself for this.

If he ran at that time, he could survive. But the army has already been entangled., if he runs and the warriors all lose faith, then the morale would collapse completely

That is why he make the gamble. He make the gamble that he could kill Aeryon. Aeryon is still alive.

But he is not finished gambling.

There is desperation, there is anxiety and there is all kinds of feelings that has that same flavour of fear

But there is no regret.

Yanlan is brave.

The people of Kazan is brave.

Even in front of death, their body might be afraid, but even so, the soul can endure.

"I always heard Aeryon is very powerful. He truly is" Now at this moment, he could not help but admire Aeryon.

If they were not someone who stand on opposite side, Yanlan would not mind forge a certain friendship with this young chief regardless of the age.

It is a pity. That today one of them would die. The young chief has too much ambitions and that ambition would swallow his tribe

And he also has his own ambition. In such an era of contention, not fighting means dying

"I will go" Yanlan suddenly said.

Cahya and Chulun the spear wielding warrior all looked at Yanlan and they were all trying to find words to dissuade their chief but Yanlan only smiles

"Either he dies or I die" Saying this, he kicks the side of his horse, mustering his bravery to meet Aeryon in a single combat

At the same time, Aeryon is charging towards him. One has their weapon raised high and another make a slash

The wind exploded in the edge of the blade as they collided, swift and brutal!

..

Yanlan uses a blade.

Sometimes he uses a sword.

But this time he uses a spear.

The range is longer.

And he should have arrived first. And yes, this is his thought when he was changing his weapon to spear

His range is longer, he should have arrived first, his attack should reach first.

The two horses brings their owners to open on one clash, the spear thrusted out

Yanlan might not be spear master but he has tasted the bitterness of life and experience all kinds of battle.

His spear is different from Burchu spear.

This is the thought of Aeryon when faced with the attack of Yanlan.

Burchu combine hardness and softness in his spearmanship.

There is some kind of hidden trick waiting in the corner to be revealed.

There is concealed attack and there is the revealing attack.

The application is boundless, the method is profound.

Acting in accordance with the enemies, ten thousand changes, ten thousand methods.

But Yanlan method is quite simple.

Hardness and strength complement with each other, the wind is pierced, the power concentrated on the tip of the spear, able to pierce stone and metal!

Different approach. Simple does not mean weak.

If Aeryon is stabbed on the upper body with this spear, the armour probably would have a hole.

If it stabbed his head, he would die.

But the prerequisite for this ending is that the spear has to connect with his body

Yet, when he made a stabbing motion, Aeryon simply dodges to the opposite direction. Aeryon has seen a more powerful method and a more swift attack from Burchu

Aeryon could not help but feel something when seeing this.

"Age wears down the heroes of the world" the essence of the spearmanship that Yanlan had just performed relies on strength.

Yet, Yanlan is old, have many injuries.

He might not seem that old if it is in Aeryon original world.

He is around middle age.

Yet, in this world, being middle age is already considered old. Even more so in the Steppe.

The tip of the spear misses Aeryon cheek by less than an inch.

But Aeryon eyes is looking at him, like he did not even see the spear coming towards him.

He dodges and he sword moves, and the edge of that sword nearly cut Yanlan head into two.

Fortunately, Yanlan move a turning movement with his spear and using that to move his body in an unnatural way to dodge that sword attack

A furious strike by Yanlan came down. Aeryon smirks and his sword move, the sword and spear meet in mid-air

"break!" Aeryon shouted.

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