Chapter 39: Fierce Battle (3)
Charles was about to smash the handle of his sword on Charles's head again, when he heard Charles shout angrily, "You dare! ”
In fact, this can't blame Charles for being angry, Charles's actions really angered Charles. In Charles's heart, the competition between nobles should be elegant and full of rules, and a soldier-like style of play like Charles can't get into Charles's eyes, in his opinion, this is completely an inferior act that insults the dignity of the aristocracy, so it is nothing more than that he will be so angry.
However, after all, Charles did not know the atmosphere of competition between the nobles here in Rhodok, and in the Barrion continent, even the friendly exchange between nobles was full of "strength and beauty". So he didn't know why Charles was so angry, he only knew that Charles dared to threaten himself like this, and he did what he was afraid of.
So Charles didn't care about Charles's angry shouting, and without hesitation, he slammed the handle of the sword in his hand on Charles's head once. Poor Charles's handsome face like a crown of jade will definitely have some flaws in the future.
The handle of the sword collided with the head under the leather helmet with a muffled thud, and Charles could no longer restrain his anger, and the pain caused the elegant nobleman to lose his mind completely.
I saw that he casually threw away the wooden sword in his hand, and tried to stop him like a street thug and hug Charles, allowing Charles's wooden sword to slam heavily on his back again and again.
Charles was almost stunned by this desperate style of play, he couldn't understand how such a "shy" and slightly elegant nobleman could suddenly change as if he were a person, but this would not be a factor in his next move.
Since the sword is not used, then use the fist yourself!
So, a unique competition unfolded between Charles and Charles, who completely abandoned their weapons and concentrated on calling every part of their opponent's body with their fists.
Du Wei in the stands finally couldn't stand it anymore, he casually threw the valuable gem-encrusted gold cup to an unknown corner, and then hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, turned around and left without looking back.
But the audience doesn't care how the contestants compete on the field, they just need to have a good time. Perhaps because it was not a pleasure to hold a non-lethal wooden weapon, they were so excited about this kind of fist-to-flesh fight.
"Yes, yes, yes, just slap him in the face!"
"Kick him in the stomach, kick him in the stomach! Oops, how can you be so stupid! ”
"The blue-clad guy kicked him in the crotch! Absolutely softened all at once! ”
Compared to the excitement of the audience, Charles slowly calmed down at this time, and as time went on, he suddenly realized that he had won!
I saw him suddenly jump back, dodge Charles's left fist, bend his knees, raise his left hand, and then slam his shield into Charles in front of him like a Nord!
The arena finally fell silent, and the people suddenly burst into cheers as they watched the standing figure.
"I'll just say, the one in blue will definitely win!
"Fart, you just said that the one on the RED team can win."
"That's your mistake! Don't accept a fight! “
"Come on, who's afraid of whom!"
Viscount Pierce's face was extremely ugly at the moment, and he couldn't imagine how his nephew could be defeated by a guy who didn't know where he came from. Listening to the noise of the audience from the audience, he couldn't hold back any longer, Tie Qing grabbed his coat and turned to leave, ignoring the hard work of the arena owner Attiliu behind him.
Watching his back slowly disappear into the back door of the arena, Attiliu fell limply to the ground, not knowing if it was because he was drunk or something else, but he could only hear him crying and saying over and over again: "It's over, it's all over......"
At this moment, his assistant Jack ran to his side: "Master, although I am very reluctant to say this at this time, you should give me my salary first." “
Attiliu looked angrily at Charles in the center of the field, and scolded hatefully: "Soul is faint! You're beautiful, but I'm bankrupt! Oh my money! ”
Unaware that his victory had inadvertently offended two more people, Charles was now intoxicated by the endless cheers, as if it were some kind of fine wine.
Dante patted him on the shoulder and said lightly: "Although you won this time, you will not be so lucky in the next game." ”
Charles said lightly: "I can defeat that guy just now, and I can also defeat you, so you are ready to give me your crown!" ”
To Charles's surprise, the man in front of him did not feel any anger or dissatisfaction because of his words. On the contrary, he actually laughed!
Dante found himself more and more appreciative of the young man in front of him, so he smiled and said, "Alright, I'll wait for you to take it, but this laurel is not so easy to take!" ”
After saying that, he turned around and left, and the back was so chic that it made Charles feel a little admired.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if you win or not, at least I have a reason to be co-opted now, don't I?" Charles thought to himself.
He didn't care about Charles, who fell to the ground and looked at the sky coldly, now that he was unhappy, why rush for a while, but in vain, it was better to leave quickly, so that neither he nor himself would have an uncomfortable feeling.
Luzius looked at Charles as he walked towards the lounge, his heart filled with mixed feelings, he didn't know what to make of his newfound friend's victory. Should it be joyful, or should it be ...... Eat one's heart out?
"Than, the game is over? You...... Did you win? ”
Looking at the somewhat nervous G&D, Charles smiled: "Yes, we won, it's a pity that we didn't team up with you, otherwise it would have been easier to win." ”
G&D became more and more amazed, and said extremely awkwardly: "How come, you are so powerful......"
Charles didn't say anything more, just looked at the man in front of him lightly and unconsciously wanted to rub his waist. He suddenly laughed again.
"Oh, it turned out to be you."
"What, what's wrong, my lord?"
"No, nothing! Let's go, it's going to suffocate people here! ”
"Okay lord, tomorrow is the final, you will definitely be able to win the crown!"
"Haha, I've borrowed your good words!" Charles's face was bright, and no one knew what was going on in his mind.
Hopefully, we can really win......