"What age is it, and who is still loyal to the Sain Allison dynasty?"

Miss Haronana Tomie's keen ears caught the words from the crowd, and she didn't move, just sat in her seat and watched the scene unfold in front of her.

The fifty-year-old man was not restrained after all, he recited a spell and used his magic.

The blue light of thunder and lightning emanated from the old man's palm, and the light of thunder and lightning wrapped around his side, resonating with the metal cutlery in a large area around him.

The guests in the area near the old man had already cleverly run to the side to be onlookers.

"Heh, Trapped Beast Deathmatch!" William Tyrande sneered, he looked at the metal cutlery suspended in the air because of the electric current, and said contemptuously: "Lord Robert Polk, you are deliberately assassinating a state official, which is also legal and reasonable?" ”

Robert Pork didn't retort, he just shook his face, and with a wave of his palm, the metal cutlery suspended in the air shot at Duke William Tyrande.

Although these metal tableware are used for eating, not killing, at such a rapid speed, these inconspicuous daily necessities have also become murder weapons.

However, such an offensive was harmless in the eyes of William Tyrande, although the Duke's magic ability was not very good, but he had seen a lot of people and experienced a hundred battles. The combat experience and combat level are much better than the old man who works with paper and pen.

His magic was not enough to control so many metal utensils, so he tried his best to condense his magic around his palm.

Duke William Tyrande's palms appeared in a blue circle, and he condensed thunder and lightning on top of his fists, swinging his fist at the metal cutlery that shot at him.

This type of magic is very mana-saving, but requires a lot of fighting skills.

William Tyrande is clearly very confident in his martial arts skills.

William's footsteps moved extremely fast, and he swung his electric fist as he spun backwards.

It's an electric current and an electric current encounter, and this confrontation happens in a split second.

When William Tyrande's fist style is strong, the fist is old-fashioned, and the punch is huge.

The azure electric light also completely protected the surroundings of his body, and the metal cutlery that fell from the sky could not penetrate such a defense.

With each punch of Duke William Tyrande, several pieces of metal cutlery were forced open by the electricity in his fist, and they slammed into a distance of several meters.

Some fell to the ground with a "clatter", while others inevitably shot at the guests who came to the banquet.

Fortunately, this banquet was attended by many officers from the army, and they were all very agile and successfully settled the aftermath of the battle.

When Robert Polk saw that he could not hurt William Tyrande himself, he immediately recited a spell and released thunder and lightning to protect his body from someone from behind.

In fact, some guards had already aimed their muskets at Robert Pock's back, but they did not open fire for a long time.

First, it is a rat trap, the crowd in this banquet hall is too dense, and in such a state, fire casually, I'm afraid that it won't be shot down with one shot and penetrate the three division heads? Let's pick up the book

Second, his head was dancing and dancing, and there was no order to fire at all, and this group of soldiers, who were accustomed to obeying orders, did not dare to open fire at will.

Robert Pocker, the old man, had long put life and death on the line, and he had never imagined that he would be able to get out of this hall alive since he had completely torn his face with William Tyrande just now.

It's just that it's not his style to be caught obediently. In this world, martial arts prevailed, and people of aristocratic origin, if anyone did not have experience in duels worthy of talking about when they were young, they would be despised.

It's like in the old world there were otaku who were despised for some reason.

Robert Pocker, the old gentleman, desperately wanted to teach William Tyrande, the guy who bullied young girls, a lesson.

Sweat broke out on the fifty-year-old man's forehead, running down his cheeks and dripping onto the black marble floor.

He uses both spells at the same time, while maintaining his duke with electricity to Duke William Tyrande, which makes his magic drain at breakneck speed.

If you delay it a little longer, it is estimated that you don't need to be attacked, and when your magic power is exhausted, you will lie on the ground like a dead fish and let others harvest it.

William Tyrande slammed his right foot on the ground, his left fist clenched, and his right fist swooped across the air to bounce off the metal cutlery that had been fired from the left.

In this case, the guests to the right of William Tyrande had to cooperate and lay the thick mahogany table horizontally to block the metal rain that was pouring towards it.

Fortunately, they were quick to see and overturn three tables in an instant.

At the moment when the mahogany table toppled over, silver plates, silver knives, silver forks, and even silver wine jugs, silver wine glasses. They all shot and were nailed to the top of the mahogany table.

Robert Pock immediately changed his moves, and his mouth was rapidly chanting incantations, using a large amount of magic to urge the electricity in the air.

An azure electric light enveloped his body, and the metal cutlery suspended in the air began to coalesce.

This elder with a fairly high level of magic used lightning magic to forcibly condense metal into two pillars, which was also the limit of how he could control metal with thunder and lightning.

Robert Polk urged two three-meter-long metal pillars, and he suddenly thought, "When that little girl left, a person could already manipulate three metal pillars of this size with lightning magic. I don't know how far her level has improved after nearly two years? It's just a pity that such a genius was born and grew up in a declining royal family, and her magical talent and magical career stopped there. ”

The two silver metal columns swirled in the air for a few weeks before finally coming to a halt in mid-air, facing forty-five degrees downward, aimed at William Tyrande.

Old man Robert's hands were clenched, and he swung forward with all his might, and the moment he swung his fist, two suspended metal pillars would shoot towards William Tyrande like oversized arrows.

William Tyrande gritted his teeth, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.

At this time, a guard shouted: "Commander Tyrande, give the order to shoot!" ”

"Don't shoot! No one is allowed to fire. William Tyrande stood on the ground with his legs apart, his fists contracted to the sides of his chest and abdomen, ready to take on the ferocious blow from the air.

Old man Robert swung his fist, and two metal pillars in mid-air shot towards William with the help of gravity and electric current.

At this moment, due to the extremely fast flight speed, the two metal columns seemed to be stretched several times.