Chapter 534: Duel with the Holy King (5)

The next morning.

Arthur opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed. He felt extremely sore in his lower body, and the muscle pain in his whole body was covered by the soreness in his lower body.

The sticky patch in his pants made him very uncomfortable. He was ashamed of his stupidity, reproached himself for not having lost his temper for a stupid dream, and a certain sense of relief made him feel very happy, as if all the dirt in his body had been emptied, and his body felt relieved without these unnecessary burdens—only temporarily.

"Wang?" a puppy came out from under the bed and lay down in front of the bed looking at Arthur curiously. On closer inspection, it was not a dog, but a wolf cub.

"Bey, Bedi?!weishenme are you here?!" Arthur jumped up from the bed in shock, and a trace of tiredness in his zuihou was swept away.

King Ossera peeked in from outside the room: "It's the child's spirit." I don't care about liliang, if you just make a spiritual shell, you can do it without an altar. Arthur looked more closely, and this little white wolf was indeed a little different from the silver wolf. Bediwell's hair has a metallic sheen, and this guy is pure snow white.

When did King Oshur stealthily take away Bedeville's spirit? Arthur wondered. King Oter doesn't have any bad ideas for Bedi!?

As if seeing through Arthur's thoughts, King Oshur sneered, "I told him to watch over you, lest you be harassed by other spirits in the middle of the night, so that you may have a good dream.

Now it seems that you do have desires. What a strange (pathetic) person who rejected that girl's spirituality and chose to vent your desires in your dreams. Arthur didn't talk, he didn't want to think about what had happened last night.

He covered his body with a quilt and roared, "I'm going to get up now, change clothes and take a shower." Y'all get out of my sight until I'm done, you know?!" King Osher turned and left, and Bedeville's spirit slipped out with him, as if at King Orsher's command.

Arthur had previously wondered if King Orshur had the authority to command all the Holy Spirits within Avalon.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the harassment (show of love) that Greenway's spirit harassed Arthur yesterday. Greenway was supposed to be as reserved spiritually as her deity—at least not so aggressively with Arthur.

Actually called Greenway's spirit to **Arthur, what the hell is King Osser, this damn old man thinking?

(Greenway.) Arthur remembered the dream of the girl, and his lower body immediately became hot, and the warmth gushed out like a lack of embankment. He jumped out of bed and sighed again.

An hour later, Arthur took a shower and washed his body and armor completely. After breakfast, he was refreshed and ready to challenge King Othur.

Arthur pushed open the door and walked out of the cabin, seeing King Oshur standing in a large open space outside the house.

The king is surrounded by the white wolf formed by the spirit of Bedwell, and the spirit of Greenway.

King Othur was looking at the moon in the sky. At a high altitude like Avalon, the sky was so deep that it was almost black, and the moon was so close that it seemed like it could reach the large, glowing sphere with a single jump.

"Are you here?" said King Othur indifferently, "you know, you can't win me now. Do you still want to fight?" "How do you know if you don't try?" Arthur drew his sword: "Come on." Behold that I slaughtered you. "Good. King Othur waved his hand and motioned for the maiden and the wolf to stand aside. He turned to face Arthur, and at the same time drew his sword, "This Zuihou gamble, let's start!" The two rushed towards each other, and the sound of fierce sword strikes reverberated in this pure land!

King Osser's sword slashed at the boy, and Arthur immediately raised his sword to meet him. Arthur's Sword of the Holy King and the silver sword in King Ao'ser collided violently, bursting out with a piercing roar that shook the two of them three yards apart at the same time!

Arthur stretched out his wings and slammed them hard, taking advantage of the tremendous acceleration to raise his sword and stab his opponent in the chest. King Osser's sideways slash away, and at the same time, the silver sword slashed out, taking advantage of the momentum of Arthur's rapid flight, attacking the boy's abdomen!

Arthur didn't come unprepared. He had already drawn the dagger in his left hand and slashed out diagonally, and his whole body was still in a posture of rushing forward violently, while the dragon dagger rolled up an arc of fire in mid-air, wrapping Arthur in it and rushing out. Like a golden meteor wrapped around a fire tornado, he suddenly streaked past King Othur.

King Athur's sword didn't hit Arthur, but was flicked off by Arthur's dragon dagger halfway through. The heat of the fire tornado blew through King Othur's body, causing no small amount of damage.

"Hmph, flashy moves. King Othur patted his burnt arm, and Arthur, who had been flying ten yards away, stopped.

"It's flashy or unrealistic, it's enough to hurt you. Arthur was on guard with his twin swords. The king's sheath on his body constantly replenishes his physical strength, and he will never lose in terms of physical strength, as long as he tries his best to force King Othur to use real kung fu.

"What about your Holy Spirit's transformation, don't you need it?" Arthur said provocatively, looking at the tens of thousands of Holy Spirits slowly gathering around the battlefield, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart, "Or do you want to direct these Holy Spirits to besiege me?" King Osser's head was shaken, "They're just here to play." Just leave it alone. There was a hunch that Arthur had come here by accident to "watch the play." King Osser's order must have been given to command these Holy Spirits to come and watch.

This battle is Zuihou's gamble, and it will decide the fate of the Avalonian Pure Land. They need to take a good look at the final deathmatch between these two men.

Whatever the outcome, after today, everything here will be over.

"Ha-a-aa-aa!" Thinking of this, Arthur raised his sword and attacked again. He must take the initiative and keep attacking to push King Othur in front of him into a corner, and make the king's unstoppable stinky face show a panicked expression.

In this way, Arthur is the first step away from success.

"Khoo!" King Arthur's sword collided violently with Arthur's sword of the Holy King. He raised his sword in his left hand to block Arthur's attack, and in his right hand he was already grasping a dangerous magic ball of light.

Not knowing what kind of magic the opponent wanted to unleash, what Arthur was able to do was to preemptively stab with the dragon dagger in his left hand, trying to disrupt the opponent's rhythm with his attack. If it succeeds, once the opponent's mind is disrupted, the magic will fail.

No matter how fast the magic is, it can't be as fast as the sword, that's the theorem. Therefore, in hand-to-hand combat for thousands of years, the knight always has the advantage, and the magician is always afraid of the knight's three points and does not dare to draw the battle distance too close.

However, King Osser's unhurriedly raised the ball of light in his hand and crashed into Arthur's dragon dagger! Arthur suddenly felt the hand holding the dagger be hit by a strong impact, as if it were hitting the body of a lightsaber sword!

That's right, that's not magic at all. The pure white ball of light that King Othur grasped in his right hand was a ball of photons, pure photons!