The audience shouted in unison, one side surprised, the other sad.

Aardman was stabbed in the back, his hands were injured, and the shadow sword bit deep into his skin.

Lamia said, "I remember that he had a telepathic blade...."

Indeed, Aardman was able to make the severed hands and feet heal instantaneously through his will, although it was an illusion, but as long as he maintained this thought blade, any injuries seemed to cease to exist.

Mirse should have aimed at the key points and killed the killer, and he showed mercy to his men, but in doing so, he hurt himself.

Aardman shook his body, and I saw the bloody wound heal on its own, and then he spun around and shattered the four shadows.

He said, "What else do you have?" Almost. ”

Misser breathed loudly, sweated like rain, and was as tired as an ordinary person running a marathon. He gathered the remaining strength in his hand, and the shadow sword became extremely large.

Aardman ran towards Mirse, slashed horizontally with a sword, Miser attacked with the shadow sword, Aardman did not stop, on the side of his body, he flicked the sword on the body of the shadow sword, and he took another step forward with this force.

Suddenly, Mirse's shadow sword spread and turned into a long whip, and Aardman was caught in the whip, and Mirse's hand was raised upward, throwing his opponent into a shadow.

And this trick? He can trap Aardman in a small piece of the Atlas, even if it doesn't take long, but in just a few minutes, the referee will award Missey the victory!

Several rays of golden light pierced through the long whip, illuminating the audience like mercury. Misser immediately jumped backwards, and Aardman broke through the shadows, and there was a pair of golden wings on his body, flowing like burning water, if there were really legendary Seraphs, most of them had such a pair. The audience couldn't help but shout "wow", shocked by the sight.

Aardman laughed, "It's always so exaggerated, and that's it." ”

He didn't show much of the effect of the wings, and as soon as he finished speaking, the wings dissipated, and the audience let out a long sigh of regret. These mediocre people just like those brilliant and beautiful things, and I secretly remember: "In the future, I must not only show my strength, but also show the beauty of my moves." After all, idols attract more fans than powerful factions, and the money of brain-dead fans is easy to make. ”

Aardman jumped and slashed, Mirse raised the shadow sword above the top, the blade resisted, Mirse's sword actually did not break, the two began to fight, Misser suddenly broke off, and was forced to retreat by Aardman's strength until the corner of the wall.

Even if I was jealous of him, but I sweated for Milse, how could he be close to the Aardman? Even Bostex can't win against Aardman!

Aardman's figure flickered, burst out with divine speed, and stabbed at Mirse, and in an instant, Mirsei turned around, and the sword walked with him, and with a clear bang, Aardman's hand flicked to the side, and the door to his chest was wide open.

Others haven't seen this flaw clearly, but my hair stands on end, and my blood boils: how could Aardman make such a mistake? He attacked too fiercely, and his strength made him old, he was giving him a chance!

How could he make such a low-level mistake? He is the most skilled and experienced swordsman! And this is not the time to make an all-or-nothing bet, why would he be so big?

Is it a bait? Maybe he hid a trick? But Aardman didn't need to take such unnecessary risks, he would win even a war of attrition.

In this short moment, many thoughts crossed my mind: What would I do if I were Mirse?

It's all a loss anyway, so it's better to try.

Misser didn't think about it, and the sword slashed upward, cutting through the armor on Aadman's chest, and the blade of the sword cut through Aardman's skin, bones, and maybe internal organs.

Dumbfounded, Aardman fell forward, and soon the blood he shed pooled into a small pond. He couldn't die, but he lost.

Honestly, Misser was able to win all thanks to me, it's the obvious aura of the protagonist, how could he be treated like this if I wasn't there?

Some viewers cried as if they had died, some banged their heads against the wall in anger, some laughed from ear to ear, and some wept with joy.

West shouted at the top of his voice, "See? See? This shocking battle has come to an end! It's unbelievable! It was the Jade Sword Mirse, and the Duke of Mirsai became the Nine Hermits! "She screamed so loudly that it seemed to exceed the limits of her voice, and it sounded like a smoky voice, and like the kind of singer who sings her throat at a concert.

Lamia and I hugged each other tightly and burst into tears, and Lamia asked, "Why are you crying?" ”

I said, "I'm very happy." ”

Actually, I'm very sad, I secretly bought a bet on Aardman to win, about three million silver dollars, and now I'm gone. Who would have predicted that? According to the strength, two Misses can't win against Aardman.

Aardman, the bastard, must have deliberately made me lose money, in order to make me lose money, he did not hesitate to release water and be disemboweled, and he did not hesitate to lose his life of glory and wealth, but also to make me lose money, what kind of foolish idea is this?

Well, after all, it was Mirse who won, and my brother is the Duke of the Sword and Shield Society!

In the arena, the medical staff carried Aardman on a stretcher, and Misser looked at Aardman with no joy of victory, and Aardman grinned at him with a relaxed expression.

I was suspicious—Aardman was sane enough to use a mirage to make the wound disappear for a while, meaning that he could fight as long as he wanted to, and he would win.

He just chose to lose, and then cheated Lao Tzu. Theoretically, there would be no such bastards in the world, but some people's hearts are so twisted, so anti-social...

Anatoly said, "It's as if it's you." ”

This group of crazy people don't understand that I call it a strategy of hedging stops. I originally thought that even if Messe lost, I would win the bet and make up for some of the loss, but who would have thought that Misser would actually have the last laugh.

I didn't win it all.

West shook hands and hugged Milse, and posed for a picture with him, she deliberately ripped off her collar to reveal the corners of the two round headlights, Mirse didn't look at her proud features, this sanctimonious guy, but this had its own benefits. If it were me, most of the time I wouldn't be able to take my eyes off, and the headline of the newspaper the next day would be - the hostess is tempting, the new duke enjoys the beautiful scenery, the two of them **, and it is convenient to do things after the game.

I said, "I'll go to the scepter's box!" ”

Lamia said, "Well, I'll stay here and wait for you." ”

When I got there, Misser was already there. Nana, Vasilissa, Sean, and Norman were already another hermit, a large, bald old man, who for some reason was called the Legion Commander instead of his name.

The Scepter said, "Ah, the Black Coffin Sword Saint, welcome to you. ”

I laughed and said, "Hurry up and get this done, like last time you were very fast." ”

The Scepter said, "What is your full name, Missey?" ”

I don't know Milser's full name, but I grew up calling him Milse, he always called me Longinus, and most of the people in our village were like that.

Milsey raised his head and said, "Milsey Ochid." ”

When I heard this, I felt sad in my heart, and for a moment I fell into the past, thinking of my adoptive father, who had become a part of the Sun King's flesh and blood.

Daria, Ochid, the past of my life has been buried, only Milsey remains, and only Milser proves that I once lived in a waterless village.

He is a loved one that I cannot separate.

The Scepter held the staff, a symbol of supreme authority, and said, "Mirsey Ochid, your bravery and skill have earned you the title of Duke, as well as great power and duty. This power is so important that even your slightest thought can bring great disaster to the people. Your obligations are just as heavy, and if you slack off, the whole town could fall apart. The things of the past life, the teacher of the future, I hope you understand this truth more deeply than anyone else. ”

Misser replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand. ”

The Scepter said, "Now, then, I grant you the title, medal, and authority of the Duke of Jade Sword, and name you Chancellor of the Exchequer." You'll be meeting with the people in the finance department, and you'll have to start building your own trusted team as soon as possible. ”

Milse bowed down and said, "Yes, Wechen will not be dishonored! ”

Scepter took a sword from the hands of the elite knights beside her, the scabbard on the sword was red and shiny, the hilt was snow-white, carved with exquisite patterns, the sword light faintly revealed from the scabbard, she said: "This is the griffon's claw, it is a treasure in the treasure house of the Sword and Shield Society, and its power is not under the grace of the Three Lives." The griffin is a legendary beast that soars through the air, fierce and fierce, but also loyal, loyal to those who tame it, and will never betray. I hope that one day you will be able to assist our Sword and Shield Society to return to the surface and establish a great kingdom. ”

Mirsey took the griffon's claw in both hands and drew his sword, the snow-white light of the sword brightening the room. He pressed the blade of the sword to his forehead and said, "For the king, for the sword and shield society, I am willing to sacrifice everything!" ”

The scepter picked up the artifact that originally belonged to Dunn and said, "It was supposed to be given to you in three days for the coronation ceremony, but just in case of accidents, it is now given in advance, it is called the 'Earthworm Passage', which can penetrate deep into the soil, quickly establish tunnels, and can also be used for communication." I must say that if I agree to accept this, if you provoke me, I will be able to use this artifact's association with you to control you at any time, which is why Bostetus refused to accept it that day. ”

Without hesitation, Misser picked up the detector and turned on the switch on it, and I saw a blue electric light flowing from him, but it did not electrify me as much as it did for me. I realized that it was some kind of contract, and some kind of protection.

The other six hermits seemed to relax at once, and Vasilisa smiled, "Mirsey Ochid, life is always full of accidents, isn't it? ”

Scepter stood up, took Mirse's hand, and walked to the glass window of the box, where she raised Mirsei's palm at the top of the arena, and the large screen relayed the scene to the entire dungeon.

She shouted, "Cheers to Misser Ochid, our new duke!" ”

The underground world resounded with cheers everywhere, and those who were naysayers, those who supported it, those who had nothing to do with themselves, were celebrating this result, and the whole dungeon was once again plunged into a sea of happiness, as if the suffering, the devastated, the oppressed, the enslaved did not exist.