Chapter 242: Repeated Defeats, Repeated Battles
“I’m not even a Battle Priest, so there’s nothing to be proud of in defeating me. But if you can’t even defeat me, it just means you’re far from qualified,” Lorna said seriously.
Was she trying to suppress Jayad’s arrogance from the start? But honestly, Jayad grew up in the Slums and didn’t really have any arrogance to speak of. Although he might be a bit overconfident after receiving the Holy Light.
“Here I come!” Lorna shouted, her Page Hammer carving an arc as it swung towards Jayad. The attack seemed to have the momentum to directly smash Jayad’s head.
“Yipe!” Jayad, caught off guard, quickly retreated to dodge. The Page Hammer grazed past a few centimeters from his head, startling me so much that I almost cried out.
“Boom!” The heavy hammer struck the ground, and a burst of Holy Light erupted, kicking up dust. The land was directly blasted into a large pit. It was hard to imagine such force coming from a woman.
If that hammer had hit Jayad’s head, his brains would have splattered. I thought it wouldn’t be much harder than smashing a watermelon.
This wasn’t the end. After the Page Hammer hit the ground, Lorna used the rebound force to lift it again and swung it towards Jayad.
“Brother, be careful!” I shouted nervously. This time, Jayad was prepared and reacted. He raised his sword to chop at the upward swing of the Page Hammer.
“Clang!” Holy Light exploded. For an instant, it felt like looking at a camera flash, almost blinding me. I really shouldn’t have been staring at the battlefield.
Jayad’s longsword was instead flicked away. Although it didn’t leave his hand, he lost his balance, which was very dangerous.
Lorna’s Page Hammer rose into the air. She spun it behind her back, then moved her feet in a circling motion. The Page Hammer, following the momentum of her body, swept in a beautiful arc from the side, sweeping towards Jayad again.
Light as a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, Lorna’s series of Page Hammer strikes were performed with such fluid grace. I couldn’t fathom how such a ferocious blunt weapon could be wielded so beautifully in her hands, like dancing.
If she weren’t currently smashing Jayad, I would have definitely wanted to cheer for her. But now, with Jayad facing imminent danger, my heart was pounding out of my chest.
At this critical moment, Jayad once again displayed the fierce spirit honed in the Slums. He forcibly pulled his sword back into balance. Since he couldn’t block it, he wouldn’t. Jayad abandoned all defense and thrust directly at Lorna, intending to force a mutual kill.
It’s just practice. Do we have to fight as if our lives depend on it? Logically, Jayad’s longsword is slightly longer than the Page Hammer. If this continues, he should stab Lorna first. Of course, it makes no difference; he’ll be blown away by the full force of the Page Hammer in the next second.
This was my prediction. At this moment, Lorna, mid-swing, took a step back, and the Page Hammer was pulled back with her. It accurately struck Jayad’s sword.
“Ding!” The longsword was directly knocked out of his hand by the immense force. Jayad was disarmed. This wasn’t all. Lorna, using her body’s rotation after the strike, flew up and kicked Jayad directly in the chest.
Lorna is undoubtedly a great beauty, the most beautiful woman I’ve seen since I transmigrated. But if you were to ask me where her body was most beautiful, I would definitely say her legs.
Those long, slender, fair legs bestowed upon Lorna a tall, perfect, devilish figure. Coupled with the smooth, golden-patterned, tight black stockings, they formed a perfect curve.
Such long, black-stockinged beautiful legs provided an attack range longer than the Page Hammer. I don’t know if Jayad likes legs, but being kicked by them like this would definitely not feel good.
He was directly kicked away, crashing into the training ground wall and hanging there. I then noticed that the training ground floor was made of dirt, while the walls were made of hard granite.
The ground was probably made of dirt to replicate most combat terrains and to make repairs easier if damaged. The walls, however, needed to withstand the attacks during training.
The walls of this training room were already pockmarked and filled with knife marks and bullet holes. I wondered how many attacks they had endured over time, and Jayad, this time, didn’t seem significant enough to add another scar to the wall.
“Cough, cough!” Jayad slid down the wall and stood up again. Such a kick, with the protection of Holy Light, was indeed nothing to him. Jayad was completely unharmed. Was this what they called holding back?
“How does it feel?” Lorna asked Jayad, standing with the Page Hammer in front of her legs.
“So fast, and the power is immense. I couldn’t block it at all,” Jayad replied honestly.
“Actually, I’ve already slowed down and I’m not using my full strength. In actual combat, enemies won’t go easy on you, nor will they announce the start. You need to be constantly vigilant,” Lorna said.
So she genuinely intended to teach Jayad, not to murder him. Jayad listened, seemingly lost in thought.
“It’s normal that you can’t keep up with me because you’re not thinking, not observing my movements. You’re just flailing around. Real combat requires predicting the enemy’s next move as much as possible,” Lorna added.
“Even if you’re knocked down, don’t give up or slack off. The enemy will try to finish you off. You should immediately recover your stance, get up as quickly as possible, and hold onto your weapon. Losing your weapon is basically death. Now, pick up your sword, and let’s go again,” Lorna said.
“Yes.” Jayad listened to her seriously, picked up his Silver Sword, and assumed his stance again.
“Clap!” A dozen seconds later, Jayad was sent flying again. This time, he was directly smashed away by the Page Hammer. However, he lasted for five moves, and his weapon didn’t get knocked out of his hand.
Moreover, Jayad quickly got back up after being smashed to the ground. It seems Lorna was right. With the protection of Holy Light, as long as the opponent didn’t deliberately intend to kill, it was truly impossible to break through the defense.
Even with the Page Hammer, capable of smashing a large pit into the ground, it didn’t break Jayad’s skin, let alone cause a fracture. He didn’t even seem to feel much pain, which was incredibly convenient.
“Not bad, much progress this time. Your eyes are following me in combat, but you haven’t developed the habit of observation yet. Also, you need to pay attention to your footwork and maintain your body’s balance,” Lorna summarized the lessons after each exchange.
Her words were concise, skillfully using each bout to point out Jayad’s flaws. Jayad listened with great interest.
Next, it was Jayad’s challenge, being smashed, summarizing lessons, challenging again, being smashed again, and continuing to summarize lessons.
Lorna is truly powerful. To this day, Jayad hasn’t even touched the hem of her clothes, let alone won. I find it hard to believe she’s just a Priest and not adept at close combat, as she claims.
But Jayad’s progress is also rapid. He’s able to block more and more of her moves.
