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Scarlet blood flowed from the cracked forehead, flowing into the eye sockets along the previous sweat stains. Leyue Ang reached out rudely and wiped the blood from his eyes.

Leyue was hit so many times that even the surrounding audience forgot that this was the first time he stood up. The swollen left eye interfered with his vision, and the blood was so thick that it was impossible to tell if it was a cracked mouth or a cracked lip.

Licking his astringent lips, Leyue Ang looked at the purple-haired knight opposite.

The pain had long since been forgotten, and now the only thing that supported him to his feet was the undying anger in his chest.

"It's almost time to recognize your limits, right?"

Julius's body was still dry, and there was not a trace of wrinkles in his clothes. "The irreparable gap between you and me should also be experienced. You know what the knight you insulted and despised was. ”

Julius threw down his wooden sword and slowly left the arena step by step, his appeal not to touch Leyueon's heart, but to frustrate his heart.

Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no reason for him to stay here.

But it is also true, this senseless battle was originally the anger of the knights who were dissatisfied with Leyueon's words and deeds.

However, after Leyue fell ten times, they all lost the desire to watch. Without him, the difference in strength between the warring parties is too large to make people interested in continuing to watch.

Wouldn't it be nice to give up? Anyone who sees it can easily tell where the victory belongs, and in that case, there is no need to persevere.

Phyllis, a Witness, had every right to stop this one-sided abuse, but he did not open his mouth, no matter how badly Leyuen was wounded.

However, it was such a one-sided battle, and Leyue Ang was still unwilling to give up.

Although the knights did not understand what Leyueon was holding onto, as long as he continued to stand up, then these knights were willing to give him the least respect.

"Alright, it's time to finish." With Harajo Tetsuki's words, Leyue Ang, who was stuck in place, was also helped down, and at the same time, the eyes of everyone present were also attracted by Harashiro Tetsuki.

Now the image of Tetsuki Harashiro is like a god's residence, magical and terrifying. Red flames emerged from the void and enveloped Tetsuki Harajo's body. The seats around him were all incinerated by a wave of transparent heat radiating from him.

In order to ensure safety, everyone stayed away from the original city, and Tetsuki made a huge space for him. And his strange image in the eyes of ordinary knights may be just a shocking appearance, but Marcos does not think so, without realizing it, he will burn the surroundings with the aftermath alone, and this strength is no longer under Rheinharut at all.

While Marcos was thinking, Tetsuki Haraki had already completed the equipment of the Red Lotus.

After changing his clothes, Tetsuki Harashiro has long lost his previous delicate temperament, and what followed was majestic and ruthless.

Tapping his toes on the ground, Tetsuki Haraki fell like a feather on the sand. Feeling the majestic vitality in his body like the universe, his heart was full of emotion for the power of the red lotus.

Al did not jump directly like Tetsuki Harajo, but got down from the stands step by step and walked in front of Tetsuki Harajo.

"Please be merciful." Al, who made a chivalric salute, pulled out the long sword at his waist and aimed it at Tetsuki Haraki vigilantly.

"Well, I'm a knight, but I really don't know how to use a sword!" Tetsuki Haraki said in an apologetic tone, "Since it's too bullying to attack people with ranged attacks..... Then I'll use this. ”

As he spoke, a bow appeared in Tetsuki Harajo's hand.

The whole of the bow is also red like a red lotus. On the surface of the bow, there are various complex patterns, densely covered with the bow body.

Unlike ordinary bows, the two sections of the bow are not smooth structures, but two sharp blades, extending to both sides.

"The name of this bow is the evil one." After saying that, Tetsuki Harashiro didn't give Al time to react at all, and a dodge approached him directly, and the bow in his hand brought up a cold glow, bending and sliding towards Al's throat.

Bang, the two weapons collided in shock. The gushing air wave directly distorted the flames outside the red lotus.

The two figures crossed each other, and before they could let everyone see the results of the battle between the two sides, the two rushed towards each other again.

However, the difference between the two sides is that Tetsuki Haraki is intact, while there is a trace of blood on the corner of Al's mouth.

Al's sword skills are very rough, and they are all some big opening and closing moves. Relying on his superior strength, each of his attacks was like a hurricane passing through, bringing a shower of sand.

Compared with the rugged Al, Tetsuki Harashiro's side is a variety of dodges, and while dodging, Tetsuki Harashiro did not forget to add a few wounds to Al.

Bang bang bang, tear pull, bang.

The clatter of weapons and Al's cries of pain echoed throughout the training grounds.

Sand and blood flew together, and the whole field was full of afterimages. The current situation is just like Leyue and Julius just now, unilaterally suppressed.

"Huha, huha." Tetsuki Harajo's attack was momentarily halted, and Al was panting profusely as he clung to the hilt of his sword, the wounds on his body dense and blood pooling on the ground around him.

After all, it was a direct acceptance of Bo Yuanya's memory, and Tetsuki Harajo didn't try it himself at all. So when it comes to using it in actual battles now, Harajo Tetsuki's unskilled movements have caused Tetsuki Haraki to miss many opportunities to kill Al.

"That's the end of it!" Tetsuki Haraki was tired of this feeling of almost succeeding every time, and with his backhand holding the bow, the blade was exposed, and his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared in front of Al, who had not yet reacted.

Clang......

The darkness in his sense did not strike, and in confusion, Al opened his eyes...... In front of him, a sword shielded him from the attack.

Al's eyes followed the hilt of his sword...... When he saw the identity of the rescuer, he took a deep breath, and then spit out heavily. Because, when he saw this man's face, he knew that his name could be regarded as preserved.

"Rheinharut, are you sure you want to stop me?" Yuan Cheng Zhehui looked at the person who blocked him speechlessly, and said sadly.

"Well, Hui, this matter is in the past, why can't you just teach it a lesson like Julius?" The red-haired knight's sword, while blocking Tetsuki Harajo, did not forget to dissuade him.