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!’

ready to fight back. He could overcome his lack of agility

‘Excellent.’

Regas and Ibellin were amazing. And the man in front of him had their level of talent. It was a more refined talent. This was the first

“I acknowledge your skills.”

pulled out

Gulp!

Would he pull out a recognizable ninja weapon? Or maybe a

‘Is it a whip?’

weapon Piaro pulled

“Hand plow!”

Piaro’s weapon was a hand plow. It seemed to have just been used, as it was covered with moist soil. Chris failed to conceal

isn’t a hand

“That isn’t the case.”

for long words? It was better

Teong!

a ninja. The distance that Chris decided was ideal

“You!”

was determined to blow away the hand plow and

Dok.

“What?”

hand plow struck the front of the greatsword. Chris’ balance collapsed and his upper body

‘What?’

widened. They couldn’t understand why Chris looked like this. But Chris and Zirkan were different. They determined

what

exert more 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

suffered 12,300

is with this

stronger than a named boss. Chris groaned and tilted his body forward. After limiting Piaro’s movements by sticking

hundreds of thousands of combat experience, Chris showed his dignity that threatened the enemy no

“Sowing.”

lightly wounded on

‘What?’

sowed in a battle? Chris was confused,

is a mere

Chris glanced away from the seeds that fell at his

“What?”

swing his greatsword again. The seeds that Piaro sowed had sprouted and clasped tightly around Chris’ ankles and

“What is this?”

grew from the seeds that were just sown? In addition, the pressure of the plants was very high. It

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

was much stronger than the one who competed with

strongest person I have ever

who

he talking about

between them was just one level. He couldn’t overcome that level difference, but he believed he

“Kuaaaak!”

and aimed his sword at the plants around his lower body. Then an energy blade aimed at Piaro. It was the Rule with Might Sword that

Farming 4th Style, Plowing the

digging at the ground. As it struck the ground, the soil rose up and became a barrier that blocked

“This is ridiculous!”

ago. He steadily trained with the goal of becoming number one. He was even equipped with the best items. Chris thought

defeat from farming methods such as sowing, plant

‘I can’t accept it!’

opponent was someone who beat Zibal. It was naive to

“Kuaaaah!”

by 20%, tearing apart the plants binding his lower body. It was done with pure strength. Piaro

‘I am lacking practice.’