Overgeared

Chapter 316

The 1st National Competition and Reinhardt’s golem invasion.

Grid appeared in public and always used a greatsword. Nevertheless, the public perceived the best user of the greatsword to be Chris, not Grid. It was natural. Grid overwhelmed his enemies with skills and items, but his ability with the sword itself wasn’t special. The ability he showed at the time of fighting the Red Knight was merely excellent.

On the other hand, Chris’ greatsword technique caused the viewers to feel wonder.

“You’re the one who knocked down Zibal? Those skills, show them to me!”

A greatsword covered in a blue light. It had a considerable weight to it at first glance and felt good in his hand. The speed wasn’t fast. But a considerable pressure was felt from it.

This was the effect of the passive skill, Rule with Might’s Path. All enemies in the path of the charge had their casting speed and agility slightly reduced.

‘He’s scared.’

Piaro stood still despite Chris’ rush. The disappointed Chris mistook it for fear.

‘This is the person who knocked down Zibal?’

No, his opponent’s level wasn’t low. It was just that his level was higher. The Rule with Might’s Path skill had a greater effect depending on his strength. The effect of having 3,000 strength at level 314 was now being demonstrated.

Chris neared Piaro, who was standing like a stone, and wielded his greatsword.

Kwaang!

There was no superfluous movements in the slash. There was a violent explosion of wind and the target was pushed back.

‘Perfect!’

Chris admired. The size and shape of the greatsword was very suitable, making the time it took to pull back the sword shorter than usual.

So far, he had used hundreds of greatswords, but this was the first time he had a greatsword that was perfect for his hands. It seemed to be a greatsword made exactly for him. He felt awe towards the maker, Grid.

‘Dead?’

Chris was worried that he might’ve killed Piaro with this strike. NPCs had one life. No, it was because they only had one precious life that they were NPCs. He felt a little guilty about taking his life…

“Eh?”

Chris’ gaze had been glued to Grid’s Greatsword. He was confused as he looked towards Piaro. It was because Piaro was still alive and well. Piaro clicked his tongue.

“Looking away after one hit? Your arrogance has reached the extremes. It’s important to believe in yourself, but that can be a poison.”

Chris couldn’t believe it.

‘There was clearly the sensation of something being hit?’

Was he mistaken? Chris was feeling confused when he suddenly saw the cut up straw hat at Piaro’s feet.

“Ninja…!”

Like most westerners, Chris, a Canadian, had fantasies about ninjas. He knew a little bit about ninjas, and learned that there was a ninja technique where the body was swapped with something else. Once he saw it, he was certain that Piaro was a ninja pretending to be a farmer.

‘An assassin-type hidden class NPC! No wonder Zibal was killed!’

Chris was nervous. He guessed that now the ninja would throw knives at him, or aim a lightning punch at him.

‘I must be prepared!’

Like other warriors, Chris’ agility was only 200, because he focused his stat points on strength. It was virtually impossible for him to see and respond to the enemy’s attacks.

‘I won’t give up!’

He could overcome his lack of agility with

‘Excellent.’

front of him had their level of talent. It was a more refined talent. This was

“I acknowledge your skills.”

out a weapon

Gulp!

pull out a recognizable ninja weapon? Or maybe a whip? A ball and

‘Is it a whip?’

spun quickly. He would take different actions depending on what weapon Piaro

“Hand plow!”

to have just been used, as it was covered with moist soil. Chris failed to conceal his embarrassment as

a hand

“That isn’t the case.”

for long words? It was better to show it

Teong!

suitable for a ninja. The distance that Chris decided was

“You!”

swung his greatsword. He was determined to blow away the hand plow and Piaro.

Dok.

“What?”

plow struck the front of the greatsword. Chris’

‘What?’

the captains watching widened. They couldn’t understand why Chris looked like this. But Chris and Zirkan

was what he

destructive power. Chris was faithful to the basics, and Piaro aimed for this. He accurately grasped the point where Chris focused the weight of the greatsword and struck it, causing Chris’ center

‘This is ridiculous!’

of hitting the greatsword to link the next strike. Chris felt a chill and raised his shoulders. The hand plow that should’ve

suffered

is with this hand

named boss. Chris groaned and tilted his body forward. After limiting

greatsword moved naturally to strike at Piaro’s heart. Based on his hundreds of thousands

“Sowing.”

was lightly wounded on the chest. He sprinkled several small seeds at Chris’

‘What?’

were seeds being sowed in a

a mere

used tricks to deceive the enemy. Chris glanced away from the seeds that fell at his feet. It was a fatal

“What?”

The seeds that Piaro sowed

“What is this?”

In addition, the pressure of the plants was very high. It wasn’t

a sword saint! The ‘Free Farming’ method that he completed after becoming a farmer was at a level comparable to the legends

today’s Piaro was much stronger than the

I have ever met.

second? Then who was the

talking about

ego was shattered. The difference between them was just one level. He couldn’t overcome that level difference,

“Kuaaaak!”

body. Then an energy blade aimed at Piaro. It was the Rule with Might Sword that made ranged attacks possible. As the powerful blade was about

Farming 4th Style,

it struck the ground, the soil rose up and became a barrier

“This is ridiculous!”

two months ago. He steadily trained with the goal of becoming number one. He was even equipped with the best items. Chris thought this person was a ninja who hid as a farmer, but he actually

methods such as sowing, plant

‘I can’t accept it!’

managed to restore his mental state. The opponent was someone who beat Zibal. It was naive to think he could win when his level was lower than Zibal’s, but Chris

“Kuaaaah!”

temporarily increased his strength by 20%, tearing apart the plants binding

‘I am lacking practice.’