"Ha! This feeling is so familiar." Yu Jin gripped the reins with one hand and stroked Torrent's mane with the other.
Torrent was incredibly fast, and the infrastructure of The Lands Between left much to be desired. When it ran at full speed, the bumps were enough to split a person's backside in two.
Back then, Yu Jin was just like he was now, one hand on the reins, the other gripping Torrent's mane, using both hands just to avoid being thrown off.
For this, Torrent had bitten him quite a few times. But after breaking a few teeth, Torrent wisely shut its mouth.
Because anyone who could break a Spirit Steed's teeth was definitely not to be trifled with. Yu Jin's later actions also proved Torrent's guess; this guy was truly a handful.
If it weren't for the fact that it was a Spirit Steed and couldn't die, its grave mound would probably be several meters high by now.
However, Torrent didn't regret following Yu Jin. It and Yu Jin had traversed every nook and cranny of The Lands Between, and experienced countless magnificent battles.
In terms of time, Torrent had accompanied Yu Jin the longest.
"Bang!" Seeing Yu Jin remain still for a long time, the projection in the distance launched its attack first.
Another gray-white flash, but this time something was faster than it!
"Clang!" Everyone felt their vision blur, followed by a loud clash of metal.
"Boom!" The projection flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily against the white barrier of the arena, creating ripples.
"Hmph—" Torrent let out a rough breath. It lowered its raised hind leg and turned to look at the projection falling from the barrier.
It nodded in satisfaction; indeed, it was strongest when it was with Yu Jin! Ever since following Yu Jin, it even found Melina a bit distasteful.
For no other reason, Torrent simply loved that feeling of power.
Yu Jin sat on horseback, looking at the projection that was getting up from the dust. He decisively pulled out a cavalry spear.
The massive steel spear was held firmly by Yu Jin, pressed tightly against his waist, combined with Torrent constantly rubbing its horseshoes beneath him.
An unstoppable, sharp aura surged forth.
Cavalry Spear — A large spear with a long, conical piercing tip. A blunted weapon specially enhanced for thrusting attacks.
It is heavy and difficult to wield, but excels when mounted or fighting mounted enemies.
The cavalry spear was not sharpened, but its cold gleaming tip made anyone unable to underestimate its power.
When this weapon was wielded by a charging knight, its power would be far greater than that of ordinary weapons.
"Torrent!" Yu Jin lowered his center of gravity, pointing the spear tip at the projection that had risen in the distance.
"Charge!"
"Swish!"
If earlier everyone could still see Yu Jin's figure turn into a flash of light, this time they saw nothing at all.
Torrent's speed was too fast, so fast that with everyone's strength, they couldn't even discern its figure.
Everything in front of Yu Jin was blurred into lines. And the projection, identical to him, was surrounded by these blurs, incredibly conspicuous.
The projection raised its hand, just about to do something. But at this moment, Yu Jin had already arrived in front of it.
The straight cavalry spear did not directly pierce into the projection's body. A white light emanated from its shaft, and then Yu Jin made an upward thrusting motion.
Weapon Art: Giant Hunt — A weapon art for challenging enemies larger than oneself.
Lower your body and steady your stance, step forward, then follow through with an upward thrust at the enemy.
Giant Hunt was originally used to challenge enemies of enormous size. Its upward thrusting attack could maximize the advantage of the user's smaller stature.
And the unique force-generating stance of the weapon art could deliver a massive staggering attack to giant enemies.
Against enemies like giants, it would only take a few hits to knock them down and stagger them. At that point, one could do as they pleased.
However, after Yu Jin used it to toss ordinary-sized enemies into the air a few times, he couldn't stop.
Sorry, tossing enemies into the sky, and the kind that couldn't stop, was simply too much fun!
"Splat!" The projection was, after all, a projection. The spear tip, glowing with white light, pierced through the projection's body like a hot knife through butter, directly skewering it clean through.
"Hiss—" Torrent stopped. It raised its head, lifted its upper body, and let out a loud, prolonged whinny.
"Enemy slain, I go strip him!" In this situation, Yu Jin couldn't help but shout a phrase often spoken by Eastern Country warriors after defeating an enemy.
But why did Eastern Country people get shy when fighting? And why did they have to take off clothes? It was truly incomprehensible.
Many things about the Eastern Country, Yu Jin didn't quite understand, but this didn't prevent him from using Eastern Country items and learning Eastern Country martial arts.
Yu Jin held the cavalry spear high, the projection impaled on the shaft, like a piece of cured meat. The sharp spear tip emerged from its back, with some vague remnants still clinging to it.
An enemy pierced through, a knight shouting loudly—this arena finally had something consistent with its style and tone.
But soon, this hard-won solemnity was broken.
Yu Jin looked at the projection still struggling on the spear tip, knowing that this single blow wouldn't kill it. In fact, he didn't intend to kill the projection so quickly.
So he waved his hand, and the projection was flung to the ground.
"Clang!" The sound of armor clashing rang out. The projection had a large hole in its chest, but despite this, it was still struggling to get up.
But this time, Yu Jin wouldn't give it a chance.
He lightly squeezed the horse's flanks with his legs, and Torrent immediately understood. After that, everyone could no longer see Yu Jin's figure.
Torrent also had another commendable quality, which was its turning ability—Torrent could instantly turn its head without losing any speed, which was undoubtedly a unique skill.
Because of this, as long as Yu Jin didn't want to stop, Torrent could maintain its maximum speed indefinitely.
"Clang! Clang!"
Under the blessing of absolute speed, everyone could only see the projection being constantly tossed into the air by some invisible force.
It tumbled in the air, fell; tumbled, and fell again... Each time it flew into the air, another large hole would appear on the projection's body.
This was the secret technique Yu Jin had comprehended—Hunting the Little Man Wok Flipping Technique! A move that could keep enemies suspended in the air!
He had used this move to repeatedly toss Alecto, the leader of the Black Knives, and the Valkyrie Malenia, making them utterly helpless.
Yu Jin once again turned the horse's head. He stared intently at the only clear thing in his eyes—his projection.
The projection, flipping in the air, was now completely disfigured. Its breastplate was bulging, and its body was covered with one piercing hole after another.
Through the holes, Yu Jin could see the blur within. The passing wind, after all, had not outlined his full form.
"Fly high for me!" In an instant, Yu Jin once again arrived below the projection, which was just about to descend from the air.
White light emanated, and Yu Jin thrust upwards with the momentum.
"Bang!" As if it had taken too much DMG, the projection did not fly upwards again as before, but instead directly exploded into a swirling gust of wind.
Yu Jin, riding Torrent, reappeared before everyone's eyes. He still held the spear in an upward thrusting posture, seemingly not having reacted to what had happened.
"Huh? That's it?" Yu Jin felt the gentle breeze caress him, and immediately let out a cry of regret.
He hadn't flipped the wok enough!
In fact, Yu Jin invented this move to hone his cooking skills. But unfortunately, no one could withstand a few flips from him, and his cooking skills, as expected, showed no improvement.
Yu Jin had thought he could do a lot of wok flipping this time, but who would have thought it would end so soon? He just blew up the projection.
Yu Jin looked at Venti, who was slumped on the ground in the distance, and said with a tone of disappointment, "Sigh! My cooking skills can't improve because you guys are too weak!"
"????"
Venti's head full of question marks just gained another one.
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