Chapter 534 Black Hawk

  Gordon took a deep look at the other party, but did not respond immediately.

  Black Hawk?

   This is obviously not the real name, but some kind of title or code name.

  Just like "Hilda of Ryuya", some people will directly call her "Ryuya".

The middle-aged hunter who called himself Black Eagle was silent for a moment, and put his weapon in front of Gordon, "You have been staring at this just now, right? The work of the artisans of Ertan."

  Gordon knew that the other party was reassuring him.

  The two of them were strangers. Even if the other party had the status of a guild knight, it was a bit strange to say that he suddenly asked to take a closer look at his weapons.

  However, the other party seems to be an acquaintance of Master, and has shown enough sincerity

   After thinking about it for a while, Gordon still unloaded the jet sword from his back and handed it to the other party, "Dragon Heat Mechanism [Steel Wing] trial type, the name is a bit long, I am used to calling it the jet sword."

   "Hehe, the jokes at that time were really made by that guy."

  Black Hawk lifted the hood that came with the armor, revealing a weathered face.

  He stroked the pattern on the end of the sword, "Type 11? It has been modified so many times before it is finished. It seems that the guy really put all his energy into inventing and creating after retiring."

   Gordon was surprised.

  It turns out that the pattern still hides such information?

  Black Eagle carefully looked at the jet sword from the beginning to the end, and kept muttering to himself, "Arrange the center of gravity in this way? Is the engine divided into two parts and arranged? It's really ingenious."

   As he said, he brought his nose to the nozzle on the back of the sword head and sniffed it, "The smell of fire dragon bone marrow, it's a bit wasteful to use this as consumable fuel

   Ah, I almost forgot, it’s still a trial version, no wonder. "

  Gordon didn't even bother to look at the pair of dragon piercing sticks in front of him.

  Chief engineer and master craftsman, let him try out the jet sword and give some suggestions for modification.

   But to be honest, after practicing and using it these days, he only feels that this great sword is amazingly powerful. Although it is difficult to get used to it, it is easy to use after getting used to it, and he really has no constructive suggestions.

  Perhaps this senior Black Hawk can propose something?

  Gordon didn't ask immediately, and continued to "eavesdrop" quietly.

  Black Eagle seemed to be very familiar with the design style of the master, and found the safety mechanism at a certain corner at the end of the hilt.

After turning on the safety, he stood up, walked to the open space in the center of the camp, swung the big sword a few times, and then pulled the ignition trigger. Amidst the explosion of "boom-boom-", he swung the sword a few more times. .

  "The center of gravity in the propulsion state is adjusted perfectly, but it is only limited to vertical cutting, and horizontal cutting is somewhat strange. Increase the number of triggers? Or set a progressive valve for the trigger?

   No, it will increase the user's operation volume and cause unnecessary risk of mistakes. "

  Hei Ying put down his great sword and fell into deep thought.

  Gordon and the pork chop looked at each other, not daring to disturb him.

  After several minutes passed, Black Hawk suddenly turned his head and said: "The pipe structure on the surface of the sword body should be modified to be buried, so as not to be damaged and cause malfunctions in the case of blocking defense or other collision situations.

   The key is the engine itself, only the jet mode in first gear is too stiff.

  You can add a gyroscope to the sword body, and then adjust it repeatedly, so that the air jet can automatically output weak force under different movement postures of the sword, which can control the inertia and adjust the center of gravity.

  ”

   "Ah, wait! Senior Black Hawk, let me write it down!" Gordon hurriedly recorded.

  The title "Senior" woke up Black Eagle from his thoughts.

  His body froze for a moment, silently inserted the jet sword into the ground, and then grabbed the pair of dragon piercing sticks from Gordon's hand slightly.

  The hood he put on cast a shadow, covering his face, and his voice became gloomy and indifferent again, "Let's go, there is not so much time to waste, a quick decision."

   The battle of hunting the dragon ended unexpectedly quickly.

  The guild knight who called himself Black Eagle showed amazing fighting skills.

  The dragon piercing stick, which is much heavier than the double sabers, is inconceivably light in his hands.

This kind of weapon also seems to have a deformation mechanism, although it is not as obvious as the shield ax and chopping axe, the attack method is slightly different in the long and short states, and sometimes it will be ejected and elongated, bursting out with amazing power, and can even be used for displacement.

   There are two other things that surprised Gordon the most.

  One is the amazing ability to stay in the air. This senior swung the dragon-piercing stick into an afterimage, leaping in the air with his hands and feet, as if stuck to Zhanlong's face, and the continuous attack suppressed the latter to death.

  The attitude of a bird of prey flying in the air and pounce may be the source of the name "Black Eagle"?

  The second is that this weapon seems to have some kind of "detonation" ability. Through repeated attacks, the fighting energy is injected into the monster's body, and then the fighting energy is detonated in one breath, which is amazingly powerful.

   Without a tacit understanding of cooperation, they didn't even understand the opponent's attack moves, so Gordon and Zhu Chop didn't "add chaos" to the front.

   Instead, run to attack the legs.

   As a result, one person and one cat didn't feel like they had been fighting for long, and Zhanlong fell down with a scream of misery.

  Is there half an hour for the entire battle?

  This senior Black Hawk is also a seven-star hunter, right? There is a chance of eight stars?

  Nine stars are unlikely.

   Unless it is a "passed" character who has retired for many years like the mysterious dragon-human proprietress of Longli Academy.

  The nine-star hunters in active service should all be well-known among the high-ranking hunter groups.

  Senior Black Hawk is obviously human, judging from his age, he is in his fifties? If it was really the nine-star hunter who was honored as the "Master" by the world, he probably hadn't heard of it at all.

   "I'm ashamed to strip the material." Gordon muttered, put away the jet sword, and walked towards the black eagle with the pork chop.

   "Senior Black Eagle, you should give priority to stripping." Gordon said with a smile: "We don't have much demand for dragon-slaying materials, and we don't help much."

  Black Hawk stood still and did not respond.

  The existence of the hood made Gordon unable to see his expression clearly, which made him feel a little strange.

   "Senior Black Hawk? Are you okay?" Gordon continued to approach.

  Suddenly, Gordon caught a sense of crisis that made his scalp tingle. The fighting intuition cultivated in countless life-and-death confrontations with monsters made him draw out his big sword reflexively and block in front of him.

"boom!"

  A huge force came along the blade. Gordon managed to stabilize his center of gravity, but was still repelled by this force for two steps.

   "Meow meow?!" Pig Chop exclaimed.

   Throwing away the great sword, Gordon stared forward in astonishment.

  Black Hawk did not hide his hostility and attack intentions at all. He turned the dragon-piercing stick in his hand and assumed an aggressive posture. In the next second, he rushed straight up.

  Gordon immediately raised his sword to meet him.

   At this time, it is meaningless to waste energy on questioning the purpose of the opponent's behavior. Judging from the strength of the attack just now, Black Hawk didn't hold back.

  If that stick hits a vital point, it can be fatal.

   "Clang!"

  The big sword and the dragon-piercing stick are mounted together. In terms of attack power, there is no doubt that the heavy big sword has the upper hand.

  But there are two dragon piercing sticks left and right.

  Black Hawk slanted away Gordon's slash in a way of unloading force, and then swung the other dragon-piercing stick towards Gordon's face like a poisonous snake.

  Relying on his strong core strength, Gordon forcibly exerted his strength, drew back the big sword, and knocked the dragon piercing stick away with the back of the sword.

  The first wave of the Black Hawk's offensive was resolved by Gordon, but this was only the first wave.

  As they continued to swing, the two dragon-piercing cudgels rotated faster and faster, with fierce kicks mixed in between. Gordon, who had a heavy weapon and was inconvenient to fight close to body, gradually fell into a disadvantage.

"Meow!"

  The pork chop that turned on the animalization rushed towards it obliquely, and the claw blade slammed at the black eagle that was constantly attacking.

  Black Hawk also seemed to know that the power of Ailu's attack in this state should not be underestimated, so he allocated some energy to deal with it.

  He turned around and turned back to the stick, brushed away the claw blade that the pork chop slammed fiercely, and then hit the whip leg, sending the pork chop flying.

  Gordon seized this hard-won flaw, slammed the big sword, and used the sharp-toothed shoulder armor as the angle of attack, pushing forward with all his strength.

   Iron Mountain!

  Black Eagle immediately withdrew his hands, and crossed the two dragon piercing sticks in front of him to block.

"boom!"

  With a muffled sound, the Black Hawk, who was more than a circle smaller than Gordon, was bumped back by the former and slid back a few meters.

   Black Hawk, who stabilized his figure, twisted his neck and let out a low laugh with unknown meaning.

"hehe."

  Gordon's face was serious. He put the big sword in front of him with his left hand, and pulled out a small stripping knife that could be used as a short knife from the back of his waist with his right hand.

   Always ready for the next round of offensive.

   At this moment, two jet-black double blades shaped like darts flew out from the shadows of the dark forest.

   Draw a sharp arc and attack the "Guild Knight" holding a dragon stick.

  (end of this chapter)