Dejar, who came out from behind the Marquis of Youxi, was in a long and long shape, inheriting the long face and high cheeks of the mountain people of Anlek, but the most unusual thing was his fingers, which were a quarter longer than ordinary people. As the saying goes, he who is born with visions must be strangers, and the Eagle Dejar is one of the three most famous swordsmen in the province of Anlek, who studied under the famous swordsman Oliv in Ota in his early years, and later created his own eagle swordsmanship, and eventually became a master of the school.

Dejar wields a long, narrow-edged sword that is good at stabbing and attacking with the cunning of a viper, matching his swordsmanship.

"I just don't know what this person's intention is to appear next to Marquis Youxi under the pseudonym of Kagbo?" Brando groaned a little and raised his sword, but Princess Magdal behind him grabbed him and said, "Sir, this person has the strength of elemental manifestation, I'm afraid he is not his opponent......"

Brando knew the identity of the nun next to him at this time, and he couldn't help but feel good when he heard her words of persuasion. I have long heard that this historical nun princess has a gentle and kind personality, she once took in a large number of war refugees in the name of the temple during the civil strife in Eruin, but unfortunately the good people are not rewarded, and according to her final fate, it is extremely miserable, as if she was poisoned by her own husband.

Brando sighed in his heart, and said with a slight smile: "How do you know that I am not his opponent?" ”

The princess stared at her beautiful brown eyes, and thought to herself that this man was not a good man, and that she was obviously worried about him.

Dejar swung his sword, impatient, "Are you ready?" ”

"Wait." The nun princess stopped by words, she turned her head and stared at Marquis Youxi, who was covering her bloody face on the side: "Lord Marquis, ordered his subordinates to fight on our behalf, but our side is fighting in person, according to the rules of the nobles, this gentleman can ask for more bets!" ”

Marquis You Xi sharpened his teeth and stretched out his left hand, and a servant next to him immediately ran to remove a ring from his hand. The marquis nodded, motioned for the servant to present the ring, and said, "Well, this is my bet, now the duel can begin, right?" As he spoke, he looked at Magdal and Brando like a viper.

Brando didn't know that there was this one in the nobleman's duel, and he was slightly stunned, but the potential spirit hun in his body immediately occupied the superficial personality, and with Sophie's plucking personality, of course, he would not let go generously. When he saw the ring that Marquis You Xi took out, his eyes lit up slightly, the snake curled up ring, this guy deserves to be a member of the royal family, and he really has some good goods on him.

"Lord Marquis is so majestic, a ring is so expensive." But Brando pretended not to know anything and mocked with a grin.

Princess Magdal couldn't help coughing slightly, her face was a little red, Marquis Youxi's snake curling ring was the work of the dwarven rune master Pinod, and it was priceless. It is rumored that although the Marquis has a bad reputation outside, he is very generous, and there has never been a rumor that he is stingy, but there are many people who spend a lot of money, and now it seems that this is the case.

Marquis Youxi was almost mad by Brando, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "This is a magic ring, can it know its value to withstand a deadly attack, Topake!" ”

"Oh?" Brando's face: "Is that so?"

Lord Marquis gasped, feeling that he would be directly angry if he went down with this guy. He simply threw out a bag, and there was a bang in the bag, and a pile of bright gold coins were scattered, but Marquis You Xi didn't care about the money at all, and just scolded: "Then these are enough to buy your life, Tubaozi!" That bag of money was at least 100,000 tors, and Brando thought that it was a big fat sheep, but he immediately nodded that it was enough.

Marquis You Xi secretly cursed the hillbilly in his heart again.

Princess Magdal blushed a little, but she still forced herself to calm down: "My gentleman on my side said that there is no problem, then I, as a witness, announce that the duel can begin."

Duel is the etiquette of the nobility, and it is hoped that both sides will abide by the status of gentlemen, promise to renounce the despicable acts in the duel, not to sneak attack, not to use poison, to be merciful, and not to put people to death. ”

The nun princess's voice was soft, she was probably the gentlest and most violent dueling witness of Eruin's history: at this time, Brando and Dejar, who was alias Cagabo, both raised their swords and swore an oath, knowing that this oath was nothing more than a rhetoric, and that they had not heard of a bloodless duel between nobles, and that once they were in the arena, the nobles tore off the last of their gentleness.

Dejar lowered his sword and motioned for Brando to take the lead. As a master of a faction, although he appears here under a pseudonym at the moment, the master's shelf has not been put down, and the opponent is just a hairy man, if he wants to attack first, this long-famous eagle swordsman thinks that he can't afford to lose this face. However, Brando didn't have this concern, and in the spirit of having a cheap and not taking advantage of the bastard's mentality, he immediately put on an offensive posture.

"Military swordsmanship." Dejar snorted contemptuously in his heart.

Brando's sword was pointed straight at Dejar's heart, his improved military swordsmanship was extremely murderous, and each sword was aimed in the direction of killing people. Dejar used the narrow blade of the long sword in his hand, and the two swords were set up in mid-air with a 'dang' sound, and Brando held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and cut it diagonally against the blade of Dejar's sword.

The eagle swordsman immediately felt that something was wrong, there was no such dangerous way of fighting in military swordsmanship, but his decades of swordsmanship experience were not given in vain, and he held a sword flower in his hand and detached his sword from Brando's attack. He took a step back and frowned slightly, he actually fell on the defensive side under a fight, and the opponent's military swordsmanship seemed extremely strange to him.

However, before he could think of the following routine, his heart suddenly twitched, and the on-the-spot experience turned into a sense of crisis, which made him react, and after seeing Brando's sword flicked away by him, he actually slammed into his arms. The eagle swordsman felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously pulled out a short sword with his left hand to block it in front of his throat, Brando was close to him, only "Dang, a metal tremble, Dejar's left hand trembled slightly, and there was a shallow blood mark on the short sword in his hand and on his neck.

The cold air on Dejar's head was blowing up, and the guy on the other side was simply crazy, this was a life-threatening style of play, but fortunately he reacted quickly. However, after decades of fighting such battles, this eagle swordsman was not a soldier in the first place, and he had never fought in battle, so he naturally didn't understand the difference between life and death on the battle array and life and death in the duel arena.

Life and death between swordsmen is glory, while the life of a soldier is only a consumable.

Brando's swordsmanship is extremely resolute, as if his whole person has turned into a sharp sword, exuding a palpitating aura. Not only Dejar on the battlefield, but even the Marquis of Youxi on the side, Magdal, changed his face, and at this moment they seemed to feel that what they saw was not a duel, but the soldiers on both sides on the battlefield fighting to the death.

"This swordsmanship is so heavy." Marquis You Xi couldn't help but moat his neck.

Dejar was now completely prickly from Brando's hairs standing on end, as if a beast had been cornered, as a master of swordsmanship, he never thought he would come this far. He actually felt a kind of powerlessness, the previous swordsmanship seemed to be useless in such a battle, as if only relying on the instinct of fighting could win in such a battle, and a layer of sweat appeared in the palm of the eagle swordsman's hand, which was unprecedented.

However, even if it is a desperate fight, the swordsman's reaction is faster than that of ordinary soldiers, his eagle swordsmanship is originally a long and short swordsmanship, the left hand short sword slashed down to force Brando away from his side, the right hand long sword stabbed out desperately, Brando could only retreat, Dejar breathed a sigh of relief, as soon as Brando retreated, he immediately pressed with a sword.

But the next moment the eagle swordsman couldn't help but sweat, and he saw Brando block his sword with his left hand, and the back of his left hand immediately opened with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, but he stepped forward and slashed straight at his side.

Dejar could have judged that if the sword was slashed, the blade would pass between his seventh and eighth ribs, causing heavy damage to the lobes of his lungs. There was a spark of fire, and Brando's sword slammed into the silver mirror.

The mirror surface of the silver mirror dàng a circle of ripples, like mercury, but after the wave-like texture, not even a shallow trace remained.

Next, a series of flashes of light flickered in a ball around Dejar, and when you looked closely, it was a series of silver convex mirrors, which flashed and then disappeared, forming a hemispherical defense around the Eagle Swordsman.

Passive to set.

Brando has long known that Dejar's element is the Silver Wall, and the passive elemental concentration of this element is somewhat similar to a fire shield, which will automatically defend the owner of the element from physical attacks from the outside world.

Of course, this is not an absolute defense, as long as the attacker's strength exceeds the strength limit of the element's holder, this layer of defense can be easily broken.

This passive element can provide a considerable advantage in the same level of combat, and it is almost invincible in the suppression of the high level over the low position. Dejar finally used this elemental power, in fact, he already knew that he lost to Brando in swordsmanship, if this was a sword battle, then Dejar had already lost, but unfortunately, this was a duel.

Dejar had time to wipe a handful of sweat, and he rubbed his forehead, only to find that his forehead was full of cold sweat. He looked up at Brando, and couldn't believe that the swordsmanship of this young man who was much younger than himself was far superior to his own, it was obviously military swordsmanship, but it was not: when he was young, he had been instructed by the sword saint Dalus, and he had seen the legendary sword master's improved military swordsmanship, but this young man's military swordsmanship went further, and his sword was like being on the battlefield, and a tragic aura came to his face.

Entering with a sword, this is already the realm of the Sword Master.

Dejar stared at Brando and couldn't help but ask, "Who is it?" ”

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