Avodo's fists and feet were strong.
Two or three minutes later, Merion was too weak to fight back.
There was no way for him to fight back.
Merion dodged Avodo's fist with his right hand.
Avodo turned around and hit Merion with his left elbow.
Merion quickly stepped back to avoid the fierce elbow attack.
Avodo's speed was very fast. When he turned around, he was followed by a high sweep.
In Avodo's series of high-speed attacks. Merion couldn't dodge Avodo's high-speed attack.
In an instant, he was kicked heavily on the left cheek.
Merion heard a loud bang.
He staggered and took a few steps to the right before he stabilized himself.
He had been practicing hard these days, and with his strong willpower, he didn't lose the ability to fight in an instant.
"Good." Avodo looked at Merion and said, "You've gone through this high sweep."
Avodo asked Merion, "Do you want to continue?"
Merion didn't answer but pounced on him again.
Avodo didn't hesitate to punch Merion.
After a few rounds.
Merion glanced at the left leg of Avodo's waist, which was caught by agile Avodo.
Avodo took two steps forward.
Merion had to step back with his right leg.
Avodo didn't give Merion any chance.
He kicked his legs and sprang up from the ground. His left hand was supported on the ground, and his feet were on top of his head. His left leg fell from the air, and the back of his foot hit hard on Merion's head.
Among Avodo's exquisite, gorgeous and fierce fighting skills.
This time, Merion didn't even have a chance to snort and directly knelt on the sand.
He fell forward and lost consciousness in an instant
After a long time.
Merion woke up.
He immediately asked Avodo, "What should I do to get rid of you after my left leg was held by you?"
Avodo bent down and stretched out his right hand.
Merion grabbed Avodo's right hand and sprang up from the ground.
"It's easy." Avodo lifted his leg and said, "Now, hold my left leg and I'll teach you how to break it."
Merion put Avodo's left leg on his waist and held it tightly.
As Avodo spoke, he continued, "Turn around immediately with your back to your opponent and then put your hands on the ground. At the same time, bend your left leg towards your buttocks and pull your opponent forward. No matter how strong your opponent's arm is, it is not as strong as your leg. As long as he doesn't let you go, he will be pulled over by you."
Avodo kicked hard on his leg.
As expected, Merion was pulled in front of Avodo.
Avodo continued, "Then, your left arm encircles your opponent's knee pit, and your hand grabs your opponent's left leg. Pay attention that your arm encircles your knee pit. Your opponent's leg is very weak."
Merion's left leg was gripped tightly by Avodo.
"Pull your left hand into your own arms, and at the same time kick your left leg back to the ground." Avodo kicked hard.
Now, the situation between the two was completely reversed.
Now Avodo had held Merion's left leg from the side.
Merion's right foot was on the ground.
Avodo held Merion's leg and strode forward quickly. He straightened his back and exerted force. As a result, Merion was thrown out.
"Wonderful!" Merion blurted out, sitting on the ground.
Avodo showed it to Merion again.
This time, Merion's left leg was held by Avodo again.
He used the method Avodo taught him just now and got rid of Avodo's arms immediately.
However, Avodo was stronger than Merion, with stronger muscles in his legs. When Merion held Avodo's legs and walked forward with a straight waist.
Avodo took a few steps back and stood still.
Just like what Merion did just now, he slumped onto the ground.
After Merion took a break.
Avodo took the two swords from the wall and threw the shorter one to him.
"What weapons did you use before?" Avodo asked.
"It's a long sword with one hand."
"Compared with the one-hand sword, the two hands sword we are using now is more powerful in chopping,"
Avodo carefully told Merion how to use the two swords.
"The blade is close to the hand protector. What's the use of the two outer thorns on both sides?" Pointing at the two thorns which were about 8 centimeters long, Merion asked, "Are they used as the secondary bodyguards?"
Merion held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and put his left hand between the guard and the thorn, making a move of stabbing forward.
"Right." Avodo said, "The blade of the sword is more than 1 meter long. When you stab forward, you can adjust your left hand to this position, which is more convenient to maintain balance and more powerful when stabbing. It becomes like a long spear, and when the sharp sword tip stabs the opponent, it is very powerful, especially when it breaks armor."
"But it has some other functions." Avodo said, "Let's continue to practice. Take your time."
In practicing with "Lion Avodo".
Once, after Avodo turned around, he quickly changed his left hand to hold the sword between the blade and the thorn and pushed the huge sword back.
The attack was so sudden that Merion wasn't prepared for it at all.
The iron sword hilt hit his chest.
Merion was hit hard in the chest.
"I see." Merion said, "It can also increase the effective attack length of the sword hilt, and it will be more powerful when it is used to hit the opponent."
"Yes. Its hilt is more than 30 centimeters long, longer than ordinary swords. When necessary, its hilt is like a short iron rod, which can block the opponent's sudden attack from behind; or after the opponent dodges the attack, it can quickly turn over its wrist and hit the opponent with its hilt. Its attacking speed is very small, and its movements are very sudden, and the opponent is difficult to guard against!"
The bell rang at noon on Colosseum.
Merion seemed to have just been pulled out of the water.
He supported himself on the ground with a huge sword.
He panted quietly.
The competition with "Lion Avodo" made him highly concentrated the whole morning.
"You go to have lunch first and have a good rest. See you at the racetrack this afternoon."
Avodo waved at Merion.
His tower-like body disappeared at the door of the courtyard wall.
Merion recalled every move Avodo had taught him this morning.
Merion walked slowly towards the place where the newbies had dinner.
He wished he could not waste every minute today.
Even York, who was sitting next to him, tried to chat with Merion several times during lunch, but he didn't respond.
"Did 'Lion Avodo' hit you this morning?" York had to shake his hand in front of him.
Merion came to his senses.
York looked at the swollen cheek on Merion's left side and said suspiciously, "I remember that your cheek seems to have subsided these days. Why does it begin to swell again, and it's much more swollen than before?"
"'Lion Avodo' kicked me twice today. In fact, in the actual combat this morning, the one beaten the most was not facing but left face, which just looked a little scary." Merion pointed at his head and said, "I know Avodo didn't use all his strength in that round. Otherwise, even a cow would have died on the spot!"
"Is it wonderful?" York was in high spirits.
"His actual combat is very wonderful!" "I know why he is called 'Lion Avodo'. The audience loves him so much! His fighting skills are hard to describe in words. It's not a skill, but more like a fighting art, which is unforgettable. I've never seen anyone who can play such exquisite fighting skills as 'Lion Avodo'!" Merion said.
"We will see it from you one day." York punched Merion excitedly, "Buck Whitman."
York looked at Merion's swollen left face and laughed. "But in the past, you might often be beaten black and blue by 'Lion Avodo'. Your best friends don't even recognize you."