Her posture is the traditional swordsmanship of Britain, while Xia Di's posture is a little different from her, although it is said to be very similar to her.

Where is the branch genre?

Galahad thought to himself, and then with a force under his feet, he took a leap of speed, and swung his sword with a tentative mind.

Xia Di knew that this battle was inevitable, so he had to fight hard.

The blades are handed over, and the fire is flying!

Xia Di pushed the blade of the sword, slashed the part of Galahad's holy sword close to the hilt, and slid sideways into the opponent's arms, directly attacking the wrist.

Galahad was a little surprised, and she slammed the armor of her elbow into the sword, turned to avoid the blade, and returned fire.

Xia Di lowered his head to dodge, jumped back, opened the distance, turned on the strength enhancement, and attacked again.

In just ten seconds.

They recruited no less than a hundred times.

With the blessing of Xia Di's skills, his sword speed can barely keep up with Galahad, but there is still a gap in strength, he uses his familiarity with Galahad's swordsmanship, grinding hard, and parrying with all his strength, so that he can barely fight with the girl "equally".

Galahad was a little puzzled.

It was the first time she had spent so long and not won an opponent.

The other party was obviously very familiar with his sword moves, and if he hadn't seen his face, Galahad probably thought that the other party was a knight of the Round Table disguised as an intruder and joking with her.

Of the hundred and fifty Knights of the Round Table, there were only twenty men who became Knights of the Round Table at a young age, and Galahad remembered the appearance of each of them.

But this man is not included.

Galahad's brow furrowed slightly, she stopped her flowing attack, took a step back, raised her sword in both hands, lowered her center of gravity, and took a deep breath.

After adjusting her stance, she attacked again.

The swordsmanship she displayed this time was completely different from just now, it was more fierce and majestic, seemingly undisciplined but thick and fine.

"What?"

Xia Di sensed the change in Galahad's fighting style, gritted his teeth, raised his sword high, and lowered his center of gravity.

He fought back with the same fierceness, the same imposing swordsmanship, but more cautious than Galahad's swordsmanship.

This made Galahad's heart startled.

This man ...... Why do you have this swordsmanship?

Galahad was using the Gallic royal swordplay, a set of advanced swordsmanship taught to her by Lancelot, her senior, when she first joined the army five years ago.

Originally, this was a sword art that only the Gallic royal family could learn, and Galahad did not understand why Lancelot taught it to her alone, but now that she had completely integrated the Gallic sword with the traditional British swordplay, she believed that no one in Britain could master and master both sets of swordsmanship except herself.

However, why did the man in front of him ......?

Galahad observed Xia Di with a wary gaze, and in the high-speed confrontation with Xia Di, she found that Xia Di's swordsmanship, although similar to herself, had some minor inconsistencies in the details.

This gave her a subtle sense of déjà vu.

It's like the other person is imitating himself.

Wait, imitation?

Galahad an epiphany.

At the same time, a nameless anger ignited in her heart.

She was now completely sure that the man in front of her was a swordsmanship genius, otherwise how could she have secretly learned her skills and returned the color in just a few moves.

Although it stands to reason that there is no such genius in the world, apart from all kinds of conjectures, only this answer seems to be the most true.

"Are you humiliating me......?" Galahad suppressed his anger and said with a grim expression.

"Huh?" Xia Di was stunned.

He didn't understand why Galahad suddenly stopped attacking or why he said such inexplicable words, but he instinctively felt a bad breath, and assumed a defensive posture called "Iron Force" in Gallic royal swordsmanship.

This move made Galahad even more angry.

In fact, Xia Di did not intend to use the same swordsmanship as Galahad, but because the swordsmanship of the Gallic royal family was higher than the traditional swordsmanship of Britain, and the same kind of swordsmanship was easier to see and dismantle, in the face of this fateful situation, Xia Di would naturally choose a more secure swordsmanship.

It's just that he didn't know that it was his choice that touched Galahad's scales.

"In that case, then I don't need to be polite." Galahad placed his sword grip on his side and made a forward motion as if he were in a closed position.

Xia Di reacted immediately and took the same pose.

See how long you can emulate.

Galahad said in his heart.

The clouds in the sky drifted slowly, and the shadows of the two were stretched out.

The two stared at each other silently, and even their breaths became in tune.

At the moment when the moon moved away from the clouds and revealed its light again.

The two moved.

"Infinite...... Continuous chopping. ”

The two coincided, and a loud bang came, and the sound of metal colliding was like thunder.

The exchange of two-handed swords between the two forced a shiny and fiery spark, and the powerful wind pressure pounced on the faces of the two of them.

Galahad and Xia Di each took a step back and bent their knees slightly, but the two of them did not intend to withdraw their swords at all, but pounced on their opponents with faster speed, more powerful strength, and more ferocious momentum! The second, third, and fourth swords were slashed out with exactly the same trajectory......

With every swing of the sword, a deafening explosion sounded.

They seem to have practiced countless times, and the old opponent who has formed a tacit understanding can resist the opponent's sword with only intuition, and then fight back at the same angle.

In the eyes of ordinary people, their posture has turned into a phantom, and sparks have exploded in the shadow of swords and swords.

Galahad was stunned.

She didn't understand how Xia Di did this, the infinite continuous slash was an original trick she had comprehended on her own, although it evolved from the combo slash in the Gallic royal sword, but for those who had never seen it, even if the learning ability was high, it was impossible to master it unpredictably.

And the Xia Di in front of her was also surprised at the moment.

To be honest, when he used this trick, he was already mentally prepared to move his head.

Judging from his past experience, in the case of this girl's move, even with the same skill, he was doomed to lose.

Moreover, he is far inferior to the other party in terms of physical attributes and weapons now.

Therefore, he judged that he should not be able to survive the third move.

"Blame ......"

But, now he is still alive.

It's not scientific, is it possible...... Is Galahad releasing water?

Xia Di's mind couldn't help but have this thought.

But he immediately denied it, you must know that if it was Galahad in the past world, it would be forgotten, and the drill was always up to the point, but now it is a life-and-death fight.