Dragon Slayer Learns Sword, The More He Learns, The More He Swords

Since the establishment of the New World's base officially began, every Hunter in the expedition team has transformed into a miner, busy in the Great Sand Sea. The ore needed to build the base, the manufacturing and maintenance of Hunters' weapons, the creation of tools like pickaxes... in short, all these things were dug out of the rocks by the Hunters, pickaxe by pickaxe.

It's no secret to the Scholars that the Dragon Slayer's sword tail is forged from ore as raw material; it's a conclusion easily reached through observation.

Precisely because of this, a wounded Dragon Slayer, whose tail was severed and whose shell was different from other Dragon Slayers, seemingly covered in a layer of ore crystals—its sudden appearance here seems easy to understand?

After all, among all the life forms inhabiting this corner of the Great Sand Sea, only the Hunters and this strange Dragon Slayer would mine ore in a planned and purposeful manner. The Hunters have found traces left by this Dragon Slayer many times while searching for ore veins.

It would directly devour the rock walls with its teeth or dig a hole, find the ore vein, and then eat it all up. To be honest, the caves covered in tooth marks looked like monster lairs from horror stories. The first time they saw it, many Hunters were frightened, thinking they had stumbled into the home of some unknown monster.

This behavior also became one of the factors Scholars considered when thinking Xingyan was different from ordinary Dragon Slayers. At least, the Dragon Slayers of the Old World wouldn't go so crazy as to eat ordinary rocks for no reason, stuffing both rocks and ore into their stomachs along the way—Dragon Slayers are not dragons that primarily eat rocks.

Rock Dragon, Ore Dragon... The Scholars in the New World have already drafted several names, but they haven't found the most accurate one yet.

In short, it is known that this unique Dragon Slayer has an extreme need for ore, and it is currently injured with its sword tail broken—the only place where a large amount of ore can be found at once in a short period seems to be the base.

"Kaluo?" The Commander turned his head and said, "Go push a cart of ore over here."

"Yes!"

Although he didn't quite understand why the Commander gave such an order, the Hunter named Kaluo would strengthen his understanding during execution.

There's no need to mention the strength of the Ape Dragon Species. With two more people, it didn't take long for Kaluo and the other two to push a cart full of ore from the base.

"I'll do it," the Leader said suddenly when the cart arrived. "From now on, no matter what happens, you must remain calm and not show any hostility."

While saying this, he walked over and grasped the handles of the cart.

"Leader?" Kaluo looked even more nervous. "Why don't you let me—"

"Alright, let's follow the Leader's orders," the Commander said, patting Kaluo's shoulder. "Don't die."

"Haha, who do you think I am?"

Laughing heartily twice, the Leader began to exert force on the handles of the cart. The powerful muscles in his arms bulged at that moment, and he didn't seem to be exerting much effort. This man, all by himself, pushed a cart full of ore that would normally require three Hunters to move.

"As expected of the Leader..." Kaluo's eyes were glued to him.

With that kind of strength, ugh, if he had that strength, he could wield a Great Sword like a Katana.

"Alright! I'm going!" Without looking like he was exerting any effort, the Leader said casually and pushed the cart towards Xingyan.

Closer, closer.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...

"Roar!!"

The moment Xingyan's roar echoed, those standing behind held their breath for the Leader. The Leader himself, however, was incredibly bold, showing no sign of panic. Instead, he calmly put down the cart and moved to its side.

"Yo! Little guy! Ah, maybe I should call you a big guy now, but I'm still not used to it," the Leader said, patting the ore on the cart and laughing heartily. "These are gifts. I don't know if you understand what gifts are... Uh, eat them? Don't be shy, consider it a friend's gift?"

Under Xingyan's gaze, the Leader picked up a piece of ore the size of a head and threw it at Xingyan—to be honest, this action was too provocative, so much so that the Commander, who unconditionally trusted his companion, felt a bit uneasy.

The Leader aimed for Xingyan's mouth, but Xingyan didn't open his mouth to catch it. Instead, he let the ore hit his chin.

Leader: "..."

It felt somewhat like tapping the head of the Fire Cloud Evil God with a small wooden stick.

"Hmm... not to your taste?" The Leader could be seen feeling immense pressure at this moment, sweat subtly appearing on his forehead.

But compared to the few people standing in the distance, their hands already on their weapons, who would have definitely drawn their weapons if the Leader hadn't specifically instructed them before setting off, the Leader was calm enough.

Xingyan moved.

He really didn't expect these familiar faces to push a cart of ore out for him. He seemed to think he was looking for ore to eat... Hmm, that doesn't seem right either. According to the Great Leader, this cart of ore was for making friends?

Yes and no.

No, I'm seriously trying to learn, so what's with you guys crowding around?

Xingyan felt a bit awkward. As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling person... Anyway, he wouldn't accept this cart of ore!

Curving his sword tail, which was still long even with its tip broken, he used its blunt end to push the cart back in the direction the Leader had come from. Xingyan roared towards the Sword Master, then took a few steps back. After confirming that his next move wouldn't affect the Great Leader nearby, he suddenly thrust his sword tail into the air!

Thrust!

This strike couldn't reveal much at first glance, as basic sword tail movements like thrusting, slashing, and chopping were normal attack actions for a Dragon Slayer. But what followed was different.

A horizontal slash followed the thrust, and this slash directly hit the stone slope. The next second, to the Hunters' shocked gazes, Xingyan leaped into the air on the spot—Dragon Ascent!!

A vertically descending chop!!

If one were to use the official terminology of the Hunter's Guild, this move would be called Aether Blade Kabutowari, though Xingyan still preferred to call it Dragon Ascent.

No, given his current identity, this move should be called Dragon Ascending Dragon!

Bang!!

Even with its broken tail, it possessed incomparable power. This powerful downward chop carved a deep mark on the slope.

After delivering this blow, Xingyan stopped. He turned his head to look at the Sword Master still standing in the distance and roared.

"I understand!!"

He understood. The Sword Master had completely understood.

He suddenly understood why this strange Dragon Slayer had been staring at him from afar, and only at him—it was clearly trying to learn his sword techniques!

"No, that's not how you use this move!" he couldn't help but shout. As he yelled, the Sword Master quickly walked towards Xingyan.

Scholar Bent tried to grab him, but was stopped by the Commander.

At the Sword Master's speed, it didn't take long for him to even pass the Leader's position and reach Xingyan.

"Watch closely!"

He shouted, drawing the Female Fire Dragon Greatsword from his back. A similar thrust, a vertical slash, an Aether Blade thrust—he leaped from his spot—Aether Blade Kabutowari!

The series of movements was fluid, but the Sword Master hadn't sharpened the blade; he was merely demonstrating.

"Roar!"

Xingyan roared, but unfortunately, the Hunters couldn't understand his words like that Elder Chief Detel... even the old chief could only vaguely grasp Xingyan's meaning; anything more complex was beyond his comprehension.

Xingyan wanted to tell the Sword Master that he was different from you Ape Dragon Species, that he couldn't channel his power into his weapon like you could, but after roaring for a while, all he got in return were the weapon master's bewildered eyes.

He couldn't understand, not at all.

Feeling a bit helpless, Xingyan could only imitate the movements the Sword Master had made in front of him, using his sword tail.

Thrust, horizontal slash, vertical chop, diagonal cut...

For a time, a strange sight appeared in this barren land: a Hunter in armor practicing martial arts with slow movements on the desolate ground, and about ten meters away, a giant Dragon Slayer followed the Hunter's movements a beat slower.

However, the Hunter wielded his Greatsword, while the Dragon Slayer wielded its sword tail.

You thrust, I thrust.

You swing, I swing.

You step back, I step back.

Their movements were so synchronized, just separated by a slight delay.

"This is truly... marvelous!!"

Every syllable trembled with excitement, and Scholar Bent's hands gripping his glasses were shaking slightly—the scene unfolding before him was as precious as the exploration team discovering the New World, incredibly significant!!

What did he see?!

A Dragon Slayer was consciously and actively learning the Hunter's techniques?!

This could serve as evidence that high-level monsters actually possessed intelligence comparable to humans!!

Of course, intelligence was one thing, civilization was another. Having intelligence didn't mean they could develop civilization, nor did it mean monsters would stop their barbaric predation or attacks on humans.

But it was indeed significant.

"Yano will definitely regret leaving in such a hurry when she finds out?" the Leader couldn't help but laugh heartily, "If she had left a few days later, she could have witnessed this scene with her own eyes?"

Thinking of Yano's curiosity about the unknown, they all started laughing.

"I thought this unique Dragon Slayer had come for help, no, could this still be considered seeking help?" the Commander shook his head and said, "But it's completely different from the kind of help I imagined."

"Not for low-level resources like food or minerals, right?" Bent spread out his notebook, quickly writing and drawing as he answered the Commander's question.

"Exactly, what do you think? Didn't I say this little guy was completely different?" The Leader patted the Commander's shoulder with a proud look, "I bet it suffered a great loss when facing the Steel Dragon, otherwise it wouldn't have come to learn something like this."

"I think so too," the Commander nodded, "No matter how highly they are praised, the techniques mastered by Hunters are essentially born out of the need to overcome the strong with the weak."

"It's to allow humans to protect themselves when facing powerful monsters, and to allow humans to unleash power capable of repelling or even defeating monsters with their frail bodies—this is the essence of technique, and the essence of swordsmanship."

It was the skill that the weak rack their brains to develop to defeat the strong, and it was through these learnable and inheritable techniques that humanity could establish itself in this cruel natural world.

But there was never a rule stating that the strong couldn't learn these skills; it was just that in the past, the strong disdained to learn them.

The strong—Dragons.

For ordinary dragons, the techniques Hunters honed throughout their lives were barely enough to contend with them, and each hunt carried the risk of death, while dragons only needed to eat and sleep.

As for Elder Dragons or forbidden ones, there was no need to even mention them; they were heights that Hunters could never reach, and a gap that techniques could never bridge.

But setting aside those on too high a level, for Xingyan at this moment, the techniques that the weak relied on, combined with his innate divine strength as a Dragon, were a perfect match, smoother than Oreos dipped in milk—simply perfect!!

Most importantly, unlike his kin who still launched crude attacks with their teeth, claws, or bodies, Xingyan, as a Dragon Slayer, could actually use weapons like the Ape Dragon Species.

Perfect.

He was born for this.

Eat, uh, can he really eat?

"Are you an idiot?! Why does every slash land in a different spot?!"

"One point! Do you understand?! You need to control your sword, not let your sword drag you around!"

"Control your weapon! Make every slash land in the same spot!"

The Sword Master yelled furiously. This was definitely the worst batch of students he had ever taught. A Hunter who couldn't even wield a sword properly, no, someone of this level wouldn't even get a Hunter's license at the Guild!

Not even a one-star rookie was as bad as this!

"Wait, how did things suddenly turn into this?" Kaluo widened his eyes in astonishment, "Did I see that right? The Sword Master is actually scolding that Dragon Slayer? And that guy isn't even angry?!"

Not only was he not angry, but the Dragon Slayer was actually trying his best according to the Sword Master's instructions, repeatedly swinging his sword tail at the empty space.

"You really aren't mistaken," the Commander said with a subtle expression. "And seeing him like this... I haven't seen it in a long time."

Disdain for an idiot.

Well, to be precise, it was like seeing a rookie Hunter who hadn't even figured out how to use their weapon properly before starting to accept quests... they could die by the roadside any day and no one would know.

Couldn't bear it.

It might be hard to believe, but the fact before them was that when this intelligent Dragon Slayer temporarily abandoned its instincts to swing its tail, and instead demanded to wield its blade in a structured, systematic manner, its swordsmanship was somewhat… ugly.