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Borrowing a man from the extremely reluctant captain next door, Zhou Yang decided to make this person Dur's opponent.

"It's going to begin." Zhou Yang reminded.

"Hmm." Durr nodded.

"That, I'll just hit it?" The borrowed person looked confused, he was just an elite from a subordinate city, not a nobleman.

The little fat man on the other side is a real nobleman.

"Well, you fight directly, Dür, don't fight back."

Zhou Yang nodded at this borrowed person, he was originally going to train Duer's ability to resist hits, and by the way, he also wanted to see Duer's recovery power.

As for Earl Du, who had a bad face next to him, he was subconsciously ignored by Zhou Yang.

"Again."

Looking at the timid appearance of the borrowed person, Zhou Yang wanted to personally guide him, how could such an attack improve Duer's defense.

"Come on ......"

"Come on ......"

"Come on ......"

Zhou Yang was cheering here, and the time came to the afternoon in a blink of an eye.

At this time, at the training ground of the Royal City Guard Corps, a group of uninvited guests suddenly came, and these guys were all carrying swords.

"Who is Zhou Yang?"

Coming to the center of the training ground, the leading swordsman immediately spoke.

Hearing this, all the teams that were training were stunned, this was the training ground of the Wangcheng Guard Corps, who dared to shout here.

In the blink of an eye, they all retracted their gaze, because the person who came was wearing a gorgeous swordsman suit, and he was a special swordsman specially trained by the kingdom.

"Who are you?"

Under the gaze of a group of people, Zhou Yang slowly walked to the center of the training ground. He looked at the young man with his nostrils facing the sky and asked with some confusion.

"Me? I'm the brother of the kid you bullied, and I'm here for you today. ”

The young man in the ornate swordsman's costume smiled haughtily, and then said softly.

"Which one?"

Zhou Yang asked.

"You!!"

The expression of the young man dressed in a gorgeous swordsman's costume suddenly distorted, and Zhou Yang's approach seemed to be provoking him.

"You'll wait."

Zhou Yang stretched out his palm and made a stop gesture, and then took out a pirated aristocratic encyclopedia as if no one was around, and viewed it page by page.

"Shet."

After rummaging for a long time, Zhou Yang finally matched the young man in front of him with a page on the nobleman's illustrated book.

"That's right, I'm Shet, you insulted my brother that day, and today I'm going to challenge you!!"

Xie Te drew his sword and shouted at Zhou Yang.

Despite the fact that there is a lot of technology, the kingdom has not abandoned the spirit of the past, and duels are still a very important event.

"Shet, male, twenty-four years old, at the age of twenty-two, became famous in the royal city for forcing women, and then was locked in his home by the marquis for refuge, and finally awakened the swordsman's specialty."

Zhou Yang ignored Xie Te's invitation to dueling, and instead whispered out the gossip recorded in the nobleman's illustrated book.

Although he confiscated the book, it is very comprehensive.

"You, how do you know?"

Xie Te's face changed suddenly, he didn't believe that Zhou Yang, a person who had just come to the royal city, could actually inquire about things so far ago.

He was not stupid, and quickly turned his attention to the illustrated book in Zhou Yang's hand.

"Give me the book, and today's duel will be over."

For the black history of the past, there is no young man who wants to inherit his father's title who does not pay attention to it, and these stains can play a considerable role in the future inheritance screening.

His father can not care, but the inheritance of the title must pass the king's examination.

"Don't don't, I'll read another one."

Zhou Yang waved his hand, this illustrated book was strangely interesting, how could he give it to Xie Te, but continued to read: "When I was sixteen years old, I drove a car to rampage in Wangcheng, but fortunately there were no casualties, so this incident was not recorded.

This one doesn't work, wait...... When you were twelve years old, you tried to attack a maid, but the maid scratched your third limb, and since then you seem to have ......"

"Don't talk about it!!"

Xie Te suddenly shouted loudly, and then, he looked at Zhou Yang with a hateful gaze, and pointed the tip of his sword at Zhou Yang:

"I'm going to send you a life-and-death duel."

Xie Te, who was in his twenties, was suddenly turned out by Zhou Yang of the old past, and every one of them could hit his vital point.

Today, Zhou Yang is not dead, he can't wash away his humiliation at all!!

These things must be buried.

"Okay."

Zhou Yang closed the noble illustrated book, suddenly changed the previous divergent topic, and nodded heavily.

"Since it's a duel, there must always be a witness, so let's send a witness on both sides of you and me to ensure that the duel is real and effective."

Zhou Yang continued to speak, but he took everything into account.

The meaning in those words always made Shet feel like he had fallen into a trap, but now he had to ride the tiger and had to go up.

Aristocrats also have to pay attention to face, etiquette, this thing can not be observed in private, but on the bright side, no one dares to ignore it.

Coming up with a duel and backing down will be spurned for a long time.

"Okay, there you go."

Shet nodded, and chose a small boy with glasses from the people he had brought with him.

"My side...... I was tired of Count Du. ”

Zhou Yang looked back at the support of few people, and suddenly found a particularly suitable candidate as a witness.

"Okay."

Earl Du nodded, as a witness, he had the right to stop the battle from continuing, although it was a duel of life and death, but Earl Du knew that Shet could not die here.

He wasn't afraid.

But once Xie Te dies here, whether it is the Royal City Guards or Zhou Yang himself, it will cause great trouble.

He didn't want his son to fall into such a whirlpool.

After some preparation, the training ground was divided into a gladiatorial arena, and those who were originally training also gathered around.

"I, Shet, Special Swordsman (S-Rank), challenge you."

Before the duel began, Shet took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions, before speaking.

"Zhou Yang, first-class knight (A-level), accept your challenge."

Hearing Xie Te's words, Zhou Yang nodded, he flipped through the noble illustrated book just now, and did not see Xie Te's weakness in the noble illustrated book.

However, at the age of twenty-four, that is, in just three years after the end came, he was able to improve his strength to a special swordsman, and this guy's talent was probably not weaker than Zhen Wei.

"Die!!"

This sentence was what Shet thought in his heart, but he didn't say it in his mouth.

He directly lifted his long sword and attacked Zhou Yang.

"Didn't ......"

Looking at this sword that went straight to the cheek, Zhou Yang dodged sideways, and gave up the urge to give Shet's ass kick, just to provoke with words.

"It's not over yet."

Xie Te's reflexive sword swept again, but Zhou Yang's behavior shocked him.