Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 80 The Old Woman's Power
Zhang Yuan suddenly exerted force with his wrist, blocking Nancy's thrusting sword and deflecting it outwards.

Nancy was caught off guard by the opponent's powerful force and could barely hold onto the wooden sword. The sword and her arm were pushed aside by the force, leaving her wide open.

Seeing his opponent make a forced mistake, Zhang Yuan seized the opportunity and slashed at his opponent's shoulder with his sword. However, considering his own superhuman strength, he held back some of his strength.

However, with hesitation and concerns in his heart, it was difficult for him to advance with his sword.

Although it was only a momentary hesitation, it gave Nancy a chance to react. Using her left foot as a pivot, she turned her body to the side and dodged Zhang Yuan's sword.

Without pausing, he followed the momentum, turned around, and swung his leg, kicking at the opponent's shin.

Zhang Yuan, whose sword missed its mark, knew he was in trouble. Just as he turned his sword to deliver a horizontal slash, Nancy's right foot came flying at him, and he couldn't dodge it in his haste.

He gritted his teeth, flexed his leg muscles, and took the blow head-on. With a sweep of his sword, he slashed at Nancy's waist without a care in the world.

Nancy, who kicked Zhang Yuan in the shin, felt as if she had kicked a wooden stake. Not only did he not fall, he didn't even stumble.

With a full 19 points of strength and 18 points of constitution, this terrifying physical quality ensures that Zhang will not suffer any disadvantage in any physical confrontation. In fact, apart from high-level warriors or other melee professions, only those with special bloodlines and monsters can possess such a physique.

Zhang Yuan's decisive horizontal slash was so fierce that it made Nancy's expression change.

Thinking of the opponent's inexplicable strength, he hurriedly held his sword with both hands to try to block the attack.

Bang! Crack! Pop!
The two swords clashed, the two swords wrestled, and the two swords broke.

As the sword shattered, in addition to the scattered pieces of wood, Nancy's body fell to the side.

Even Zhang Yuan himself was taken aback by this attack. This was not the tree stump he had just chopped yesterday. The one who was knocked down was a living, breathing old woman who usually took pleasure in torturing him, a novice, when she was bored and had nothing better to do.

He rushed forward to help the elderly woman, but she slapped his hand away.

"No need to help me up, I'm not that weak."

Nancy got up without any injuries. Although the attack was powerful, the sword's momentum vanished with the shattering of the blade. What fell on Nancy was merely the force of the push from her hand.

Despite not being injured, Nancy still felt a little embarrassed to have been outmaneuvered by the rookie she had been constantly scolding.

"You brat, your strength has become so exaggerated in just one day? You didn't use any bull-strength magic on yourself, did you?"

Considering the other party's identity as a mage, Nancy immediately suspected that Zhang Yuan had used magic to enhance his abilities beforehand, deliberately trying to trick her.

Without batting an eye, the man patted his chest and said:
"My magic is not used for such low-level tricks; this is a demonstration of my own strength."

"Oh?" Nancy didn't believe such nonsense, but she didn't refute it. Instead, she smiled and placed her hand on someone's chest, slowly sliding it down.

"Then let me see just how strong you really are, okay?"

He felt the other person's fingers sliding across his chest and abdomen, and heard their teasing. Zhang Yuan, who had always been a virgin and an otaku, had never seen anything like this before. His whole body stiffened, and goosebumps appeared one after another.

Don't be fooled by people's constant criticisms of Nancy, calling her an old woman or an auntie. In reality, Nancy is only around thirty-five or thirty-six years old.

Moreover, since resolving that unresolved issue, Nancy has returned to her former lively and cheerful self, unlike the disheartened laundry maid she was when they first met.

While he wouldn't be attracted to a woman two bricks bigger than him, her flirting still made this nerdy guy, who only knew how to talk big, nervous.

While she was lost in thought, Nancy's hand had already stopped on Zhang Yuan's belt. She flicked it with her finger and spoke with a smile:
"This belt looks really strange to me; I've never seen you wear it before."

"Ahem~ This is a gift from someone. To avoid hurting their good intentions, I simply changed it. It's nothing, nothing at all." Zhang Yuan quickly laughed it off, trying to brush it off.

"Oh? I have a feeling this thing isn't simple."

Just kidding, Nancy was a seasoned thief back in the day. Technical skills aside, her eye for talent wouldn't be too bad.

The belt before them, setting aside the magical aura it emitted, was extraordinary in its material and craftsmanship alone, not to mention the sudden increase in the other party's strength.

Nancy was almost certain that the belt in front of her was one of the legendary magical belts that could enhance the wearer's power.

"Since it's just a gift, I won't ask any more questions. But isn't it a bit inconvenient to wear such a big belt during training?"

Nancy didn't expose him, but instead teased Zhang Yuan while preparing to unbuckle her belt:

"I think you should change to a lighter belt to avoid affecting your training results."

Seeing that the other party was about to succeed, Zhang Yuan stood there frozen, at a loss for what to do.

Suddenly, a thunderous shout erupted from the training ground: "Help! A female hooligan is trying to undo my belt!"

That shout silenced the once bustling training ground; apart from the sound of weapons falling to the ground, it was almost completely quiet.

Even a seasoned veteran like Nancy was taken aback by the shout, let alone the others on the training field.

Nancy, being a woman after all, immediately backed down. The gazes from those around her felt like knives stabbing her. Nancy, who had been so confident just moments before, turned bright red. She lowered her head, pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere, covered her face, and disappeared without a trace.

As for that guy? He wasn't embarrassed at all, as he was busy adjusting his belt. First, he was thick-skinned, and second, in these kinds of things, men naturally have a certain advantage, and if you're thick-skinned, that advantage is even greater.

However, Zhang Yuan's smugness did not last long.

Not long after Nancy ran away, Zhang Yuan, who was preparing to practice by himself, was called aside by Nancy, who came over with a cold face.

"You have two choices: either switch to a normal belt and continue training."

Nancy pointed at the door and said, "Either I declare the end of your special training, or I won't refund your money."

Having said that, the person had no choice but to obediently comply.

For Zhang Yuan, the time that followed was completely devoid of happiness.

Having lost his advantage in strength, Zhang Yuan once again found himself in a predicament where he was at a disadvantage in every aspect. He had no choice but to frantically parry the opponent's longsword and dodge the attacks left and right. Naturally, he was repeatedly beaten and defeated.

It's worth mentioning that Nancy on the other side was quite happy. This happiness was also naturally built on the pain of the rookie opposite her. Nancy, who was already angry, hit him particularly hard this time. What pleased her even more was that the opponent's physique was strong enough that this minor injury was completely within his tolerance.

This unbearable time didn't end until lunchtime. Knowing that he had offended the other party, Zhang Yuan quickly tried to figure out how to make up for his mistake. But he was only in his early twenties and hadn't had many girlfriends. How could he possibly know how to deal with a woman of Nancy's caliber?

After racking his brains, Zhang Yuan came up with an idea.

"Um, Ms. Nancy, how about we grab lunch together? It's on me."

Yes, this is the "genius" idea that someone came up with after thinking about it for a long time.

(End of this chapter)