1. "The sword skills of the Longorer family do have some strength, and in the past, I have also learned your family heirlooms. ”

Slowly lifting the big sword in front of him, Prance replied with a low smile, "So I have to say ......"

"These few family heirloom techniques of yours seem to be ...... It's not even the height I've ever seen. ”

The sound of the drumming wind rose again with his steps, pouring towards the opposite side of the square like a cold wind that had never stopped for days, and Longdaul, who gritted his teeth and stood up, hurriedly raised his sword and flung it, tearing a crack in sword qi against the storm that was about to press in front of him. Several throne leaders sitting on the edge of the audience also let out a few low shouts, as if they didn't expect that this thug invited by Tarsingh actually had such a strong strength and experience, but the result of that sword qi breaking through the green energy circle seemed to be even more unexpected than they expected: "Cross-"

"Silent Blade!"

The storm that was split by a line of sword qi overflowed wildly, and then flowed upwards in the swing of the big sword like a fan in the next step, and the following sword slashes seemed to be like swaying feathers in the wind, but the next Longdall was completely suppressed, and the blade of the lightweight sword then continued to meet everyone's eyes, and with the rotation of the swordsman named Plance, it kept flashing, and the heavy impact sound that was completely inconsistent with his light movements also sounded again and again in front of Longdaul, who retreated one after another:" What's the matter, my dear Lord Longauer? ”

"You, who have never been on the battlefield, finally realized that you have embroidered your legs...... Isn't it worth mentioning at all? ”

Bell –

The last violent impact carried the young swordsman's flying figure, echoing around everyone's unexpected gaze, and the young Longall also fell under the castle lord's high platform with the concussion of the sword, and slammed into the wall of rock and earth. It seemed that he saw the scene of the high city lord staring at him in the haze, and Longdal, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, roared and got up again, but in the surprising voices around him, several people like Duan Qing also saw the clue: "Simple and effective swordsmanship...... This Prance, at least, is a swordsman who has been baptized on the battlefield. ”

"And it's a battlefield like Shura." The whisper next to him also whispered: "Those swords just now are all swords that directly take the opponent's vital points, so that young family master has no chance to fight back at all, such a skilled killing sword technique...... It's not something that a soldier can use after a few days on the battlefield. ”

"Murder skills...... Heh, it's no wonder that the previous few people couldn't make a few moves at all, it turned out that there were more people killed. Duan Qing sighed and shook his head: "But...... It still can't be explained how he wielded that large weapon like that. ”

"Of course, it's the so-called Demon Swordsman."

Pointing to the storm that had erupted before, he replied with a smile, "The attribute he uses is the wind system, and the wind shield that blocked Longold's sneak attack has already shown before, and if he uses this power in swordsmanship......"

"It will be very easy to solve the heavy problem of weapons."

The same argument also appeared on the other side of the world's second viewing seat, the angry madman with two big swords on his back slowly closed his eyes, and the analysis of his companions in the guild came from his side: "Wrapping a weapon with the energy of the wind can not only reduce the weight of the weapon, but also have the effect of speeding up the swing...... It's a pity that your character attribute is earth, otherwise we can experiment now. ”

"There are so many members of our guild, it's not easy to find a wind attribute swordsman?" The strong man who opened his eyes sighed and replied, "You just want to take this opportunity to mock me, right?" ”

"You've sacrificed a lot of attributes to lift up your Golam glory." The Phoenix Tianwangli on the side ignored the other party's warning eyes, and still looked at the center of the square with his arms crossed: "If you have the same wind physique as me...... I'm afraid this problem has been solved a long time ago. ”

"Go away, go away, I don't want to talk to you guy." So the angry madman had no choice but to wave his hand, ignoring the corners of the other party's secretly upturned mouth: "This kind of thing is decided when the physique is established, and I don't ...... if I say it."

"Yes, even if he deletes the number and retrains, the attributes and elemental attributes cannot be changed." The red-haired demon resurrected and then chuckled in and echoed, "So many players sacrificed their lives in exchange for the conclusion...... Do not doubt ye. ”

“…… Hmph, the soil system is the soil system, what have I been afraid of? The angry madman, who also folded his arms, put his gaze back to the center of the arena, and seemed to no longer want to pay attention to his brothers: "Wait until my cultivation is a little higher......

"Maybe the physique of this earth system will emit even more powerful power."

Rumble!

As his words fell, there was another dull loud bang in the arena in the center of the duel, only this time it was the Plains swordsman who had always been in the ascendancy to fly out of the dust first. Flying in the air, he raised his sword and twisted his body, turned around and threw a slash at the diagonal direction when he came, and the wind energy that was originally attached to his hard iron greatsword also flew towards the center of the dust that had not yet dispersed with this slash. The violent sound of the wind then cleaned up the air around him, and completely removed the obstruction that blocked the vision of others, and Longauer, who was in the center of the wind blade attack, also flashed to the front of the others unexpectedly, and dodged the long-range bombardment from the air with a short sprint, his speed did not slow down in the slightest, and he came to the landing place of Prance, and then faced the big sword that fell on his head again, and let out a loud roar: "Secret sword-"

Cross ...... Draw your sword and slash! ”

Buzz –

A completely different sound from the previous one appeared in everyone's ears, and with the appearance of a horizontal slash that could not be distinguished with the naked eye, it was transmitted to the sky outside the open-air arena, and the sword wind that dispersed all the cold then blew to the left and right of the circular square, and dissipated around the arena with the heavy sound of one person and one sword falling to the ground. Some spectators, unable to believe their eyes, slowly stood up, as if they were shocked by the final outcome of the series of encounters, but before they could confirm with those around them, the laughter in the center of the arena once again overturned their speculation: "Ahem, ahem......"

"So...... What a stupid thing it is to shout the name of your move before attacking. ”

In the shocked eyes of the crowd, the tattered cape of Prance let out a coughing chuckle, and then slowly climbed up from the ground not far away, holding on to the hilt of the erected greatsword. Looking at an obvious sword mark on his chest, many viewers sitting around couldn't help but gasp, and then, like Longall in front of him, their eyes widened: "You, how can you be okay?" ”

"I'm not really a wind mage, I don't have as many flashy moves as them." Prance grinned vigorously, looking like a demon who had just crawled out of hell: "For a magic swordsman like me...... The only magic that can be mastered is the enchantment and the wind shield. ”

"But, but ......"

"But you don't see any magic...... Right? ”

Clutching his sword-marked chest, Prans struggled to stand in place and sway, but the mocking smile on his face became more obvious as he answered: "Try to compress and cancel your spell casting as much as possible, even at the cost of giving up some powerful magic...... This is an iron rule that all magicians who have been on the battlefield will surely understand, and those who have not learned this will not come back alive, nor will they stand here like me, so ...... You stinking little creature is far from them. ”

"That guy's theory is similar to yours." In the distance, the whisper chuckled at the right time, "If it weren't for now, you might be able to become good friends." ”

"Thanks to an old mage, I've been able to do this for a long time." Duan Qing spread his hands helplessly: "But...... Compared to the skill that the player can use, I'm still far from that guy. ”

"Why, you don't believe what he says?"

"I didn't say that, because I noticed." Duan Qing's voice involuntarily lowered a little: "Not only did he release the wind shield, but he also pressed the enchantment on his armor, so that his protective speed and falling speed would be a few points faster than the opponent imagined...... But his reflexes are beyond what ordinary players can achieve. ”

This is the biggest difference between the player and the NPCs in the game world, because no matter how good the player is, they can't violate their physiological reaction speed and muscle manipulation level. With the development of virtual reality games, countless players have come to the truth of "don't go against the system", and this is the reason why they can still accept bosses who can easily subvert the world while constantly studying the system and loopholes of the game world. In the more than 40 years of history since the development of virtual technology, few people have been able to really break through the boundaries of this player's identity, so that the development of virtual technology to the fourth generation, there are still designers who can limit the power and space of players, but this superhuman paradigm still appears in the legends that are talked about, the blade of the broken sky three years ago is the most typical example, and even in the past for a considerable period of time, many players have "can break through the limits of human beings" It should be used as a criterion to distinguish ordinary players from real masters.

Although with the passage of time and the disappearance of those characters, this buried theory has rarely been seen, just as few of the players present have been able to discover the methods of Plance.

"You, you ......"

"Alright little baby, it's time to really finish you off."

It seemed that the previous series of actions and the final attack had exhausted his strength, and Longor, who was kneeling on the ground, could only watch the opponent approach, and the Prance, who seemed to be seriously injured, seemed to have a much better complexion than Longdor: "In order to prevent others from misunderstanding, I should ask one more question - do you want to surrender?" Although it's very much in line with your style......"

"No, it's impossible!" The young swordsman immediately recovered from his shocked look: "The people of the Longall family will never be easily defeated! ”

"Oh, don't do that, that's not the real you." Prance, who stood in front of him with his sword raised, smiled brighter, but in the eyes of others, it was no different from the smile of a demon: "Nothing is more important than life...... Don't you even understand that? ”

"More important than life...... And the dignity of the Longorian family. The young swordsman gritted his teeth oozing blood: "Let's give up the throne...... What's the difference between that and being dead? ”

"In that case......

With a strange glint in his eyes, the puffed puff of his cloak then lowered his head, and an emerald green energy also rose around his body with the movement of his sword: "I will regard these words as your last words." ”

"Now, Accept Your Dead ......"

"Stop!"

A shout from the sidelines suddenly echoed around the arena, stopping the secret movements of the two people in the center of the arena at the same time, and Reiner, who originally wanted to rush to the arena to stop the duel, also slowly turned his head, and his eyes fell on the figure who seemed to want to raise a different opinion: "...... What's wrong, Lord Tristan? ”

"I ...... There is something to say. ”

Looking at the two swordsmen who stopped moving in the center of the field, the middle-aged man breathed a long sigh of relief, and then walked to the position of Reiner and the city lord at the top, and made a deep aristocratic etiquette: "I can't sit back and watch this duel go on, this is not the duel that everyone wants to see, no matter which side wins...... None of the last problems will be solved. ”

"You, what are you talking about, Tristan?" Rondaul, kneeling in the center, shouted: "You are doubting the ...... of our Londale family"

"Alright, Denton, you've done enough."

A gentle smile at the other, Bart? Tristan puffed up his chest: "You shouldn't have to bear such suffering in our place, me and my family...... I will not sit idly by and watch your sacrifice. ”

"What do you want to do?" Longor's eyes widened: "Impossible, you ......"

"Do you want to go to war instead of Longor?"

Pointing to the center of the arena, the city lord, who had not said a word, finally showed a smile: "Or ...... Now that the winner has been decided, do you want to be punished in place of the Longor's family? ”

"I will not interfere with this great duel, and I have no intention of competing with other families for the throne." Tristan replied calmly, "I just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity......"

"On behalf of my family, I will participate in this war for the throne."

He looked around at everyone present, and then showed a confident smile characteristic of the nobility.