Chapter 152: I Have a Special Fighting Stance
That's what makes a big difference. The knights in the room thought that Oscar was sure to win, but they didn't expect Mordred to resist Oscar's attack.
The sword in Mordred's hand blocked Oscar's knife, and his free leg was not idle, kicking it over.
"Knock knock." Oscar was forced to take a few steps back, an expression of disbelief on his face. Then Oscar completely lost his mind. He himself was one of those temperamental and murderous people, and how could he not be annoyed by losing such a big face here in Mordred.
"Ahhh Wielding the knife in his hand, Oscar rushed towards Mordred again.
"Red Thunder!!" The sword in Mordred's hand violently erupted with scarlet thunder, and the power was even stronger.
By imbuing weapons and even one's own flesh with magic and instantly unleashing them, you can improve your abilities. In other words, it was a spray of magic, and Mordred's attack strength increased by a large margin.
Relying on this, Mordred can even be on par with Lancelot, Gawain and others in tight combat with only martial arts. The name of the last table at the round table is simply too deceptive. Mordred, even in the top three of the round table, can do it with her ability.
Oscar suffered a big loss in this regard because he underestimated Mordred. But he lost his mind in anger and couldn't think about it for the time being.
Picking up his knife, Oscar roared and charged. Fight with Mordred, who is in the prime of light.
Even if he loses his mind, Oscar's moves are all full of ruthlessness, and the moves are cut at Mordred's vital point. He is worthy of being the most ferocious knight in the Knights of Fiona, a natural killing machine. If the two armies were at war, Oscar would not have had any less impact than Mordred. Mordred took advantage of the armor's conductive power, but it couldn't resist the Oscar-like offensive that would cause much damage to the enemy. After all, it is efficient.
The two ruthless men of their respective knights fought together, and the onlookers of Fiona were stunned. No one expected that Mordred, who thought that she was inconspicuous and had a terrifying appearance, would be able to fight Oscar, the famous Oscar of the Knights, to such a point.
"Yo~ You're pretty good." Mordred teased. At first, Oscar didn't feel much of a threat when he attacked Mordred, but Oscar's loss of mind made Mordred break out in a cold sweat.
Mordred and Oscar are actually very similar in terms of fighting, the two also have no routine style of play, and everything is only about hurting the enemy. This kind of battle gives the thrill of blood boiling like beast fighting.
It is clear that Oscar, who fights with Shi Lezhi, is even more irrational than Mordred. It was as if the brain had stopped thinking, and only relied on the residual fighting consciousness and instinctive reaction in the body.
Compared to Finn, who has a wide range of abilities, and Dilumudo, who is known for his speed, Oscar is arguably Fiona's strongest. Mordred unleashed his magic to rival him.
Oscar's temperament is the best performance of a warrior.
In Irish mythology, Finn, who had water in his hand and could use it for healing, was jealous of Dilumudo's elopement with his fiancée, Granie, and spilled the water before he could cure Dilumudo. Seeing this, Oscar knew that Finn was deliberately trying to put him to death, threatening his own grandfather that he would not let him leave the mountain alive if he did not save Dilumudo.
The aged chief of Fiona, fearing the wrath of his grandson, went to fetch water for the third time, but this time it was too late, and Dilumudo was no longer breathing, and he left with his last regrets and endless sorrows. Oscar glared at Finn while holding the corpse of his comrade, angrily scolding his grandfather.
This is a person who dares to scold grandpa when he gets angry.
This fight with him is very much in line with Mordred's appetite.
"Dang!" The weapons intersected, and both of them fell backwards due to the rebound force. Corrections that haven't been made too many are back together.
"Come again!!"
The members of the Knights of Fiona were surprised by Mordred's strength. They are knights who have experienced a hundred battles, and they are infected by the two Mordreds, and there is no shortage of applause. In private, some people even gambled on the winners and losers of two people.
Once again, the atmosphere of the Knights of Fiona is not as good as that of the Knights of the Round Table, and the Knights of the Round Table in Britain seem to be more strict and rigid, and no one will bet on the fight in private. But who has left Ireland relatively behind?
Ireland, like the Saxons, is a combination of large and small tribes. The Knights of Fiona were also divided into several factions due to their different tribes. It's only because of Finn's leadership that this factional distinction is not too obvious.
[No, just one table at the end of the round table has such great ability, so how good can the other knights of the round table play?! Conmack thought blankly. This time his attention was in vain, and he finally realized that he seemed to have kicked an iron plate in order to give King Arthur a dismount.
This monarch, who is revered as the supreme king by the Irish people, does not seem to be very high. Historically, Conmack launched a war against the Knights of Fiona because of the fact that his daughter Granny and Finn were not married, and Fiona's strength was getting stronger. As a result, both sides lost and eventually died together. The entire Fiona was almost completely wiped out, and all the elite of the Warrior Regiment such as Oscar were killed.
This is the tragic end of a generation of myths.
Now all he had to think about was how to explain to Mordred after the battle. Mordred is not stupid, his mind is clear just now.
"Humph!" Cutting off Oscar's attacking knife again, Mordred snorted coldly [Want to demonstrate with me? Have one's head in the clouds! 】