The battle finally began, and Joan of Arc's side was full of pathos, as if he had returned to the despair of being tied up and burned at the stake, without a partner of his own......

"What do you think......

A voice appeared beside Joan of Arc, and then she saw An Yi's grinning expression.

"Don't think too much, you're not alone."

On the other hand, Dionysus was confused, because he couldn't believe that he would lose.

On Joan of Arc's side, there was a fight, and on the other side, Comfort and Dionysus, both of whom were using winemaking, yes, either fighting or winemaking, and Comfort was undoubtedly victorious.

"Anyi, why are you helping over there, if you continue like this, do you know that it will cause annual distortion to this plane! The human council will collapse! The whole of humanity will be destroyed! ”

Qi Shiyun shouted at An Yi.

"Calm down, calm down, didn't I say it, what does the demise of humanity have to do with me?"

An Yi waved his hand indifferently.

"Didn't I say that before? If you really want to get your hands on the Holy Grail, then fight, and let me see your determination! ”

The momentum on An Yi's body exploded instantly, but the opposite side seemed to be a small universe explosion at this time, and it was a force to withstand An Yi's momentum. Don't look at the competition between Anyi and Dionysus before, but in fact, it is just momentum to momentum, momentum is mental oppression to put it bluntly, unless it is able to break through the limit and form a spiritual attack, otherwise it will just make others feel oppressed, as long as the mental power is strong enough, it can withstand the comfortable overlord domineering.

"Bang Bang!"

A comfortable applause rang out, and there was a little appreciation on his face.

"Yes, that's good......"

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to resist my momentum, I thought you would directly lose your combat effectiveness, but that's fine, after all, if you all lose your combat effectiveness like this, then I will feel quite bored."

An Yi laughed wildly, like a demon king in the second middle school.

"We will never give up! We will defeat you and reclaim the Holy Grail! ”

Qi Shilang roared at An Yi.

"Come on, Matthew!"

"Yes, Master! Matthew strikes! ”

"Bang!"

The shield slashed vertically, and although it wasn't a sharp weapon, it was like a brick and smashed at Anyi's head, while the two Joan of Arc on the other side fought against each other like mirrors.

"Hey, you don't know if you don't hit someone, although I'm just a cook and don't need to eat with my face, but I don't want me to break my face!"

Comfort dodged Matthew's attack sideways, and the shield smashed to the ground, then paused slightly on the ground before sweeping to the side.

"Good sense of battle......"

An Yi nodded, although the other party didn't even know the name of the heroic spirit that fused with him, and even the name of the treasure was not clear, but I have to say that the other party did have a combat talent, and this was only the second time that the other party came to the battlefield, but he could easily familiarize himself with the way of fighting, this is the talent.

The shield is so large that it is almost impossible to dodge when swept over, but because the shield is too large, it is very slow.

Anyi's speed was not bad, but instead of dodging backwards, he rushed forward, originally thinking of cutting into the opponent's wrist, but the huge size of the shield and Matthew's petiteness made Matthew hide behind the shield as if he was hiding behind a door panel, and there was no room for a move at all.

An Yi was helpless, so he could only reach out and resist the shield slightly, turned around along the shield, and stretched out his left hand to Matthew's neck.

Matthew spun along the comfort side, because the strength was not great, so the damage was not very high, and it could even be said that there was no damage, but it allowed the comfort of the offensive to be destroyed.

But the gap between Matthew and An Yi was still too big, An Yi grabbed the edge of the shield with one palm, and used his strength stronger than the other party to directly press down the opponent's shield.

Matthew was pressed to the ground because of the shield, and the whole person stumbled, and then An Yi hit him with a knee, and Matthew couldn't break free for a while, so he could only stand up his hands and block An Yi's attack.

Matthew was beaten back and threw his shield to the ground.

An Yi did not pursue, holding the shield with one hand.

Matthew's shield is different from ordinary noble vehicles, this is a main way to summon heroic spirits and communicate with the Chaldeans as a spiritual base, so An Yi is still quite curious about this shield.

The palm of his hand touched the shield, because An Yi is not a magician, so he can be said to be completely ignorant of magic, even if he touches it, it is useless, and An Yi can only feel what the material of this thing is. As for the comfortable Noble Phantasm, it is more like a projection magic similar to Emiya Shirou, which is simply composed of magic power, not made of realistic materials.

"The Noble Phantasm is really amazing......"

An Yi casually threw Matthew's shield aside, holding it in his hand An Yi has not learned how to use this big shield, An Yi will use the use of a one-handed explosion-proof shield, this kind of big shield also affects the play of An Yi itself, rather than holding it in his hand, it is better to throw it out.

On the other side, Matthew was vigilant, with his hands on his hands, and he looked like he had learned some martial arts.

"Oh, fight me with your fists?"

An Yi raised an eyebrow.

"Very good, then let me see how far you can go."

An Yi disappeared in front of Matthew's eyes in an instant, and then smashed a fist at Matthew.

The ultra-high-speed straight-line jab was like suddenly appearing in front of Matthew, who just raised his hands and blocked it in front of him.

But An Yi turned his fist into a grasp, grabbed Matthew's arms, pressed it down at once, and hit it with an uppercut with the other hand.

"Bang!"

Matthew was knocked out at once.

"Matthew!"

Qi Shilang immediately exclaimed, and then wanted to rush over.

"Don't come here......"

Matthew wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes were vaguely painful, but they were full of war.

"Stand up!"

An Yi did not rush over and continue the attack, but made the other party stand up, like a sterniest instructor.

“……”

Matthew gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, because An Yi punched his face, although the physical damage was not great, but the jaw was hit hard, and Matthew's brain felt a little dizzy.

"Good."

An Yi nodded, and watched Matthew's posture swing again, but it may have been out of shape because of the dizziness of the brain.

An Yi frowned, and his mouth was quite stern.

"Stand for me, fists clenched! Shoulder adduction! Keep your eyes on me......"

It's like going back to school and standing on the training ground.

"Does that guy really want to fight?"

Joan of Arc was stunned, looking at the other side in disbelief.

"Bang!"

Black Joan of Arc waved the flag, and Joan of Arc stopped the other party at once.

"Who knows, even if I summoned that guy was just an accident......"

Joan of Arc smiled, and laughed quite heartily.

"Come on, just kill me, and you'll win!"

Giving up everything, Black Joan of Arc burst out with combat power far exceeding the value, and the terrifying combat power actually suppressed Joan of Arc for a while.

"I'm not going to lose! Because I am a saint who protects the people! ”

Abandoning everything and guarding everything, although abandonment represents letting go, but when you let go of everything, you will find that you have no goal, no responsibility and no future, and the result of letting go of everything is only one possibility, that is, self-destruction.

"Smack!"

An Yi placed one hand on Joan of Arc's shoulder.

"Give me a hand, how?"

Joan of Arc, some crazy eyes, slowly became clearer.

"Eventful."

Joan of Arc slapped away Comfort's hand and held the flag aloft.

"Come on!"

Joan of Arc also clenched the flag, and the two collided with each other like Lancer.

"Ahem."

Joan of Arc spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm still losing......"

"I'm not alone if you ......"

"Heh, I'm not alone, two people...... Enough is enough......"

Hei Joan of Arc didn't bother to pay attention to what the other party was firing, and slowly closed his eyes, waiting for his spiritual base to disappear.

"Next time we meet, I'll make you something to eat."

An Yi smiled and looked at Joan of Arc, slowly watching the other party leave.

"Comfortable ......"

Joan of Arc looked at An Yi vigilantly, clenched the flag with both hands, and the Holy Grail did not appear, which means that everyone's goal was wrong at the beginning. Matthew had fallen to the ground, Qi Shilang was busy with his work, Dionysus was no longer assigned, and Joan of Arc had become quite tired and scarred after the battle just now.

"Finally, look, look, the Holy Grail is impossible to give to you!"

As if crazy, a golden cup appeared between her hands, and then a great amount of magic emanated from the Holy Grail, and everyone lost consciousness.