RoleplayNovel Chapter 25 A First Battle Where Neither Holds Back
Chapter 25 A First Battle Where Neither Holds Back
"If both sides agree without objection, the duel shall begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cavalry commander strode out of the fighting ring.
The moment he completely left the arena, Olsen moved!
Without the slightest hesitation, his massive, bear-like body gripped the curved axe tightly and brought it down on Rolf's head. This axe strike was not a test; it was filled with all his strength, and he was determined to completely end old Jarl's stance!
The villagers watching didn't even realize that Olsen had suddenly attacked before the attack was already in old Yar's face.
Rolf knew that this powerful blow was not something his old and frail body could easily dodge.
"Ah! Watch out!" Some villagers, startled, instinctively cried out.
But old Jal's reaction was faster than theirs!
Time may have worn away his peak physical abilities, but it has not diminished the fighting instincts that have been ingrained in his bones.
He held his shield in his left hand to block the curved battle axe as it slashed at him, while simultaneously swinging his sword horizontally with his right hand.
"Thump!"
The curved battle axe struck the round shield solidly, but before the force could be transferred to Rolf's hand, he deflected it by turning to the side. Meanwhile, the sword in his right hand had already struck the armor at Olsen's waist!
Olsen was shocked!
Using the momentum of his backward movement, he pulled out the axe that was stuck in his shield. Standing a short distance away, Olsen subconsciously glanced at the situation at his waist.
Unfortunately, although old Yar's attack hit the mark precisely, the blade was blocked by Olsen's chainmail, and he was not harmed in the slightest.
"My God! Olsen's going to kill us this time!"
"Can the old leader hold on?"
"The old leader has already made his way to Olsen!"
Seeing that Old Yar not only defended in the first round but also took the opportunity to gain an offensive advantage, the villagers of Duanpo Village were in an uproar. Many were excited, but many others were secretly worried about Old Yar.
On the other side, the villagers of Gangde Village roared angrily.
"Chief, be careful! This old bastard is cunning!"
"If we keep doing this, the old man's shield won't hold for long!"
"He's really old! He can't even avoid it anymore; he can only tough it out!"
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As Olsen breathed a sigh of relief, the killing intent in his eyes intensified, and his vigilance returned to its peak.
He seemed to shut out all the noise around him, his mind focused solely on Rolf.
Amid the commotion, Olsen paused only for a moment before swinging his battle axe at Rolf once more.
From the moment he stepped onto the court, Olsen had no intention of playing passive defense.
He didn't even bring a shield, only a curved-blade battle axe in his hand, intending to overcome skill with brute force.
In his view, Rolf was nearing sixty, his health was declining, and he was no longer in his prime.
No matter how skilled you are, your physical strength can't compare to that of a young and strong person!
If you go head-to-head with him, the first one to give up will definitely be that old geezer Rolf!
The cavalry commander ordered that the neck area not be attacked, meaning that Rolf could not cause him much damage!
Olsen never expected Rolf to follow the rules, and he himself had no intention of holding back at all.
Holding back is something you should only think about after you've completely crippled your opponent!
Rolf's sword couldn't penetrate his chainmail, but if Rolf were to be struck even once by his axe, he would either die or be maimed!
Olsen swung his battle axe in both hands and continued to chop at Rolf's head!
He guessed that Rolf, who had previously been unable to break through his chainmail, was now too afraid to attack rashly.
As Olsen had expected, faced with the powerful and heavy slash, old Jarl looked solemn and had no choice but to sheathe his sword and hold his shield with both hands.
This time, there was no way to deflect the force with cleverness; Olsen had a countermeasure...
The immense force transmitted from the shield to his hand, making Rolf's arm go numb, and he couldn't stop himself from staggering backward.
Olsen, having gained power, was relentless.
Chop, hack, smash
Every swing of the curved battle axe was imbued with brute force, giving Rolf no chance to catch his breath!
Among the crowd, the villagers exclaimed in surprise:
"Old leader, hold on!"
"That's too ruthless! Look at that shield, it's crumbling!"
At the back of the crowd, Rogge, hearing the gasps of surprise around him, subconsciously activated his Eye of Insight and glanced over.
[Round Shield +10 Resistance (21/330)!]
Having seen the numbers, Rogge lowered his voice and whispered in Gold's ear:
"His shield is probably not going to hold up!"
"Gold, let's guess. I bet after two or three more axe blows, the shield will be ruined! What about you?"
Gold kept a close eye on the situation on the field, and looking at the round shield in old Jarl's hand, which still retained its complete outline, he replied calmly:
"The shield isn't that fragile."
No sooner had the two finished speaking than Olsen moved again, his eyes now even more ferocious.
Orson unleashed another powerful slash, his battle axe striking the center of the round shield.
"Snap!"
With a crisp crack, the round shield in old Jalrolf's hand was smashed in two!
Cheers erupted instantly from the crowd in Gangde Village:
"That's it! Let's see what the old man can use to block me now!"
"Chief Olsen is mighty! That old geezer is nearing his end!"
"Old man, if you can't handle it, just admit defeat!"
"..."
The villagers of Duanpo Village fell silent instantly, with someone murmuring in a trembling voice, "Old Chief... hold on!"
Gold looked bewildered. He vaguely heard Roger mutter to himself, "Didn't they say the shield wasn't that fragile? How come..."
In the field,
A hint of smug satisfaction flashed across Olsen's face. He was panting heavily, sweat streaming down his face. Looking at Dorlf, who was holding half of the shield, he felt that what he had done was worth it!
He gripped the curved battle axe tightly once more, ready to smash the old man in front of him to the ground in one fell swoop!
But at that moment, Rolf also moved.
Rolf casually tossed the tattered shield into a corner, flexed his numb wrists, shook his arms, and then gripped the sword hilt with both hands, switching to a two-handed grip!
Even Rogge, who knew nothing about martial arts, seemed to see something unusual about old Yar at this moment:
Old Yar's entire demeanor suddenly changed!
Previously, when wielding his shield, Old Yar was like a silent reef; although he would occasionally swing his sword at Olsen, most of the time he could only passively parry.
But at this moment, Old Yar held the leaf-shaped sword in both hands, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath!
In Rogue's view, old Yar's "two-handed weapon proficiency" of 300 was finally about to reveal its true power!
Both players on the field were breathing heavily, and they exchanged several more blows.
Rolf felt his arms go numb and become slightly out of control, and his breathing became increasingly heavy. The continuous hardship was starting to take its toll on his aging body.
With a roar, Olsen once again swung his curved battle axe at old Yar, still holding back in the slightest!
This time, however, old Yar did not dodge or retreat.
He found an opportunity on the already muddy ground!
He only took half a step to the side, his longsword precisely touching the handle of the battle axe, and then suddenly flicked it to the side in the direction of the slash.
This strike not only deflected the battle axe but also completely deflected its trajectory, causing Olsen's attack to miss its mark entirely!
Old Yar's grip on the battle axe, which had missed its target, was amplified by the force of the impact, causing Olsen to stagger forward several steps!
Before Olsen could even regain his footing, his side was already exposed to old Yar's longsword!
With a flick of his wrist, the leaf-shaped sword shot out like a venomous snake, precisely aiming for the gap in the armor on Olsen's left shoulder.
Chainmail covers the body, but it offers "slash protection but not puncture protection, and weak protection at joint gaps."
The protection around the arms wasn't as thorough, so a single blow could hit!
The blade pierced through flesh, and blood gushed out!
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