Ten days flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was February 5, the day of the opening of the finals.

Liberty Square was crowded with supporters from the three empires consciously forming three distinct phalanxes, while the rest of the mercenaries and neutral spectators were mixed in the gaps, acting as buffers along with the guards.

The central avenue connecting the square and the rest of the neighborhood was vacated, and King Charles III's carriage would pass through it, and every five meters on either side were guarded by a cavalryman, dressed in a uniform of gold and red, with a herringbone ribbon on his shoulders, and the horses under his crotch were also pure white without a single stray hair.

The time soon came to twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the heavy sound of the bell on the shore of the Holy Lake came from the loud sound, and the king's carriage slowly drove in amid the expectant eyes of tens of thousands of people.

It is an open-top carriage converted from a chariot, and historians say it has a long history, dating back to the last battle of Leorik the Great more than 700 years ago to unify the plains of herding horses, and it can only be kept intact with the blessing of magic, representing the heritage and heritage of the Morning Star royal family.

In response to this statement, the two parties, who were hiding somewhere, made a sound from their noses to express disdain.

The last battle was obviously a water battle in Goral, where did the chariot come from. Leorik thought.

That battle was obviously a surprise victory for Arthur and I dived over with a portal marker, where did the vehicle come from. Lancelot thought.

……

Accompanied by cannon salutes and drum music, the crowd took off their hats in respect wherever the carriage passed, and Charles III stood up from the retro open-top carriage and waved.

Many nobles also got up from the VIP seats protected by the barrier and followed His Majesty.

In the Edwards audience, old Hank did not look at the king, but stared at the knight in front of Charles III, the guy who rode a tall horse, proud, enjoying the cheers of the people and the kisses of the maiden.

It was the most outstanding rider of the Thorn Flower Knight Academy, Sir Lyon. Although he was forty-five years old, he still looked so handsome and young that he was secretly called the 'Knight of the Thorn Flower' by the noblewomen.

Tsk, what an elegant title.

He hadn't forgotten how this guy had made things difficult for him in the first place, and it was thanks to him twenty years ago that he was kicked out of the academy and lost the last chance to chase his dreams.

At that time, Leon was going to participate in a very important competition, but the day before, he didn't know which lady's boudoir he was hangover, and he lost track of time. In order not to be punished by the academy, he sent someone to secretly break the leg of his beloved horse and blame Hank, who was kicked out of the academy without even having a chance to defend himself.

Thinking of those past events, and seeing the enemy's proud appearance now, his fists clenched involuntarily and creaked.

"Uncle Hank, what's wrong with you?"

Roy touched his leg and asked in a whisper.

"It's okay, my legs hurt after standing for a long time, and I'm sick."

Old Hank took a deep breath and smiled at him.

Hearing him say this, Roy raised his little hand and rubbed it seriously on his leg.

"Is it better now?"

"Well, thank you little Roy, it's much better."

Old Hank laughed and rubbed Roy's hair.

……

The carriage stopped under the king's seat, and Charles III pushed his attendant up to support him, and strode up to the throne.

With a "stabbing edge", he pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the shining sun at noon made the sword body as white as snow, stabbing people's eyes.

"In the presence of Kanrosh the Word One, I declare that the game begins!"

The king raised his sword and shouted, and the cheers from the audience immediately poured in.

Bathed in the cheers of the people, Charles III felt that he was at least ten years younger, and the blood that had been silent for a long time was also a little restless, but it was a pity that his body was too bad, otherwise he really wanted to show his hands.

Loraine, who was standing on the side as the host, cursed in his heart, ostensibly invited him back respectfully, and then announced the two contestants who participated in the opening match amid noisy cheers.

"Soulia Edwards!"

"Lina Imbas!"

As soon as the names of the two contestants were pronounced, the atmosphere of the scene was detonated again, and if Freedom Square had a roof, it was estimated that it had been lifted off at this moment.

Although there is no such thing as "star" and "idol" in this era, no matter where they are, women with outstanding looks will always receive more cheers, especially these two people who make the same sex unable to compete with each other. When the two of them stood on the martial arts arena protected by a transparent enchantment at the same time, the audience suddenly felt that their eyes were not enough.

Both of them are dressed in white simple clothes, and there is no noisy clothing pendant, and the most primitive charm is highlighted.

Surya looked at the fire dancer known as the "Witch" in front of her, it was said that she had obtained the qualification to build the Mage Tower, and changed to the rank of swordsman, which is the level of the realm master.

As for himself, although he has made rapid progress under the guidance of Mr. Shansi during this time, he is still a long way from that level.

But none of that matters, the girl thought. She pulled out her thin sword "Courage", pulled a handsome sword flower, and bowed slightly to her opponent.

Idriel—forget it, let's call Lina, the word count is low—Miss Lina bowed her head politely, and a flaming dagger appeared in her hand, like the claws of the legendary phoenix, the tip of the sword was charred black, and the body of the sword was bright orange.

This is Flame Strike, the one-handed wand of the Red Devil Glazer, the material is unknown, but it is said to be reforged from an elven weapon that allows the wielder to wield the power of the Phoenix.

A brilliant firework that can be seen even in the daytime suddenly bursts high in the sky, signaling that the battle is about to break out!

A rich purple light bloomed all around Suria, and the realm she named "Rose" instantly covered the entire arena, and at the same time, she galloped forward twice as fast as usual.

Lina swung her dagger unhurriedly, and a total of six circles of white fireworks rose from the ground around her, spinning tops around her. Viewed from above, it looks like a hibiscus with six-leaf petals, gradually turning into a plain white ring.

Surya didn't stop, the purple light on the sword was magnificent, and the speed of the firework rotation seemed to be slowed down in her eyes, and an obvious gap appeared, and she kicked under her feet, rushing in like a sharp arrow.

In the small space, Lina was not surprised by the speed of the intruder, almost at the same time as the other party entered, she escaped three consecutive flashes, and the six fireworks also shrank towards the center at the same time, like a blooming hibiscus actively gathering its petals in the dead of night.

The flames shrank to the extreme, and exploded with a "boom", and the dazzling firelight made many spectators stand up nervously, and the young mages in the Jialan stands let out a sharp whistle, as if mocking Surya's inadequacy, but they were quickly rebuffed by the facts.

The smoke cleared, but there was no one inside.

Lina knew that her opponent could not be eliminated so easily, so she floated high in the air before the flames closed. Swordsmen are not like mages, they can resist gravity at will, and even in the realm, only a few can fly.

But surprisingly, when the dust settled, Surya's figure still did not appear.

……

In the swordsman's guild's viewing booth, Brando pursed his lips and frowned slightly.

He saw a shadow of "flame attack" in Surya's realm - most of the swordsman's realms showed characteristics such as "light", "scorching", "hidden", and "particle", and its master could melt into the light, somewhat similar to the purple realm in front of him.

When it comes to flame attack, we have to talk about Morningstar's battle inheritance. Probably not long after the birth of the nascent empire, when Jialan was still just an association, the human race in the Horse Plain ushered in a period of rapid development that can be called a "golden age".

At the beginning of all this, a great mage who claimed to be the "Lord of Light" founded Morrowind Academy, and came up with a complete set of programs to systematically train talents. He was accompanied by a mysterious master of swordsmanship, who also created a series of swordsmanship of varying difficulty, from the most basic military cross sword to the "Star Slash", which has only been learned by His Excellency Crito to this day, including the "Flame Attack", which is said to be a combination of the secret art of the Orientals.

Because the Edwards family had been most closely associated with the Orientals from the beginning, some people speculated that the mysterious master of swordsmanship was actually the missing Valkyrie Arthur Edwards, who was very dissatisfied with His Majesty Leorrick's harsh attitude towards Lancelot, so she broke away from the royal family and cultivated her own power.

It's a pity that these rumors were slowly blocked by the royal family, and there were fewer and fewer people talking about them, and they basically disappeared three or four hundred years ago. Brando was also instructed by the Duke of Rhine to learn these secrets.

Just when he was a little distracted, the situation on the field changed again.

……

Lina watched warily around, her senses stretching in all directions, promising not to spare a single mosquito. But at this moment, the purple light under his feet began to slowly rise.

Just like the rising tide of the river, the purple light that was originally attached to the ground turned into dust, slowly approaching the female mage in the sky.

The dust is like the essence of "light", to be precise, a glowing crystal ball is broken into powder, and it is sprinkled in the air, shining brightly, refracting wonderful colors, like smoke, like cutting a beam of purple light.

Lina frowned slightly, and a staff full of coral red appeared in her hand.

“ins-Elorrhuca-Sasita”

A silent spell ended, and the last three syllables rang out loud from her mouth, and a gust of wind suddenly rose in the sky over the arena, converging towards the center of the arena. The strong air currents almost caused the viewing booth to be blown off, and the families had to send personnel to repair it.

Looking back at the field, the wind set off by Lina did not stop the purple light that continued to rise, and the dust seemed to be incorporeal, oblivious to the hurricane's obstacles.

When the light touched Lina, it suddenly converged, condensing into two streamers, one large and one small, and the swimming fish galloped back and forth, crashing into Lina's mage shield, making a piercing sound that made the latter constantly transform.

Lina tried to run back and forth in the air, but how could she pass the light so quickly? The two streamers were like appendages, and they didn't relax for a moment. In desperation, she had to spend a lot of magic to strengthen the mage shield that was about to shatter.

She had the impression that such untraceable swordsmanship often had drawbacks, and it took her time to understand their weaknesses.

……

In the Edwards family's viewing booth, the dignified-looking Mrs. Yalai sat in the last row of inconspicuous corners, and the strong man Zhu Lan was next to her, and her burly body almost blocked her tightly.

At this time, Mrs. Yalai looked at the field with strange eyes, and Surya's performance surprised her a little.

"Zhu Lan, have you ever taught the eldest lady the 'Hidden Light Secret Technique'?"

Zhu Lan shook his head with a serious face.

"Ma'am, I don't know at all."

"Won't? Didn't you take all the Templar heritage with you when we left? ”

"It's memorized, but memorizing it doesn't mean I will."

The words that should have been wronged were said by Zhu Lan's righteous words.

Hearing this, Mrs. Yalai frowned.

"Then why would the eldest lady?"

"Didn't someone 'localize' it at the beginning," Zhu Lan explained, "I also named it 'Yan Raid', and the eldest lady should have learned that swordsmanship." ”

Yalai ignored him, she knew very well how original the skills that Surya was showing so far, which was not at all what "Yan Raid" could show.

Zhu Lan knew that his explanation was too far-fetched, and asked again: "I heard that the eldest lady has found a new swordsmanship teacher during this time, could he be the one who taught it?" ”。

Yalai looked around, and several of the faces in the viewing booth were ordinary people, and he knew their details.

"If you have a chance, ask the Duke."

She cast her gaze back on the field, and the two distinct streamers in the purple light mist reminded her of another talented girl, but unfortunately she was gone, and the pair of weapons disappeared with her.

……

As the perspective passed, Lina tried several attacks while maintaining the mage shield, but all of them failed, and as for the two streamers that looked like fishes, they couldn't be aimed at at all.

But she felt that her guess was not wrong, the other party's fierce attack must have cost a lot, and now it was not as fierce as it was at the beginning, and her magic power still had left, at this rate, she must have persevered to the end.

As if sensing the opponent's intentions, the streamer shuttling back and forth suddenly froze, and the purple light recondensed into the appearance of Surya, she held two swords on the left and right, jumped high, and slashed at Lina's shield with all her strength.

"Boom—"

There was a muffled sound, and the audience from afar could feel the blow numb, and Lina, who was trapped in it, was surrounded by bursts of sound waves that made people feel chest tightness.

The shield shattered like an eggshell under the blow, but the epister was castrated, and it was about to fall on Lina.

At this time, seven flames and fire rings were stirred up on the girl's body, and the first six were all smashed on the heavy sword, just to offset its momentum. Not only that, but the heat was transmitted from the blade to the hilt, and for a moment Surya had to let go of her hand, giving up holding the sword while avoiding the last ring of fire.

Seeing that she was forcing her opponent away, Lina took advantage of the victory to pursue, holding the coral staff in both hands, and chanting incantations quickly in her mouth, a steady stream of meteor meteorites fell from the sky and exploded in mid-air, the violent impact and billowing smoke made Surya only temporarily avoid its edge.

But she was left with a sword now.

With a "bang", the heavy sword and Lina fell to the ground together, and the red sword body was inserted into the ground like cutting tofu.

Knowing that her opponent's magic was running out, Surya waited for an opportunity to attack again.

However, just as you can never guess what Gustavo was thinking, you can't estimate how a high-ranking mage would fight.

Lina took out the Flame Strike, the curved dagger or wand that claimed to wield the power of the phoenix, and a large cloud of orange flames rose from her palm, and the short sword in the twisted air also melted, converging with the flames and condensing into the shape of a bird.

With a golden crest, a red beak, sun-like hair, and long feathers, it was the size of a chicken, but it was a phoenix.

If Mu Yan was present, he would be able to tell the four phoenixes that had appeared in the ancient elven books, called Anka, Pelos, Icarus, and Rukma, and then recount a large amount of relevant history and descriptions. But no matter the name, it represents a creature as powerful as a dragon—after all, it's Mia's hair.

But what appeared this time was definitely the smallest phoenix in history.

The pheasant-sized beast let out a crisp chirp, and the sound seemed to be full of fire, which made people feel refreshed, and they didn't dare to underestimate it at all.

After summoning it through the medium of Flame Strike, Lina closed her eyes and meditated with peace of mind.

It's like in a boxing match, two fighters fight back and forth for a long time, and after a short distance, one of them suddenly takes off his gloves and puts them next to him to protect himself, and then sleeps on his own.

The point is that this trap also grew a pair of wings and flew up......

It's not a big heart anymore, it's even a little contemptuous of the opponent. The swordsmen and mercenaries in the Morningstar stand were already booing, and in their opinion, the self-proclaimed Jialan of the High Nation did not show a superior demeanor.