Chapter Seventy-Three: The Power of the White Maniac of the Pivotal Tree

Represented by the Grand Duke of Montgomery, a number of big people who hold real power in Britain also showed a look of concern, obviously extremely interested in this issue.

A man with a rather profound face first spoke: "Sun Leifa of the Qing Kingdom is profound, just like the mythical Zeus, in the First Sino-Japanese War, he summoned thunderclouds and destroyed the Japanese steel fleet in one fell swoop, which is undoubtedly the strength of the superior knights of Dusk, and the Russian demon monk Rasputin is known as an immortal ghost and god, mysterious and unpredictable, and he can't even figure out his true ability, who is higher and who is lower than the two, everyone must want to know, Lord Holmes, what do you think?" ”

Sherlock Holmes's perceptive eyes are clear and illuminate, and he has a glimpse of many secrets in the world, and if anyone can judge the superiority of the two, he must be. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a lot of discussions, and Huang Sheng heard many secret anecdotes that he had never heard of.

Everyone has seen each other, some people say that Sun Lutang is better than one point, some people say that Rasputin is more skilled, but it is difficult to convince the public, the discussion gradually lowered, Holmes was leisurely, and smiled gently: "If it is a rainy day, Sun Nengsheng will win, if it is a sunny day, the demon monk will not be defeated." ”

One victory, one undefeated, is enough to show how good the two are in the eyes of Sherlock Holmes.

Others asked the reason again, but Holmes smiled and said nothing, he has a noble status, strength in hand, and good teaching, this year he taught four primordial knights at a time, which family has no descendants, since everyone is stammering, no one dares to ask him.

Shuki White Madness bowed to the ground again: "Thank you very much, Mr. Holmes. ”

Prince Edward looked at Huang Shang with a curious probing smile in his eyes: "A beautiful young man from the Qing Dynasty, what about your problem?" ”

Everyone's eyes converged, with a scorching temperature, hitting the heart lake, and there were little ripples, disturbing Huang Shang's thoughts: What do you ask? Who is spying on me, who is preventing me from leaving, who is the one who gave me the sword, who arranged this duel, what is the Garden of Eden in the West and what is in the East......

"Feel your feelings."

On the notes of the country of twilight, the words that Wei Xi said suddenly flashed through his mind like lightning, splitting the darkness, and Huang Shang felt the anxiety, uneasiness, and confusion in his heart, and strangely calmed down.

The wonderful feeling that I had experienced once reappeared.

The heart is like stopping water.

When the four of them besieged Yu Tunan a few years ago, the wonderful state of mind that was like stopping water and reflecting all things finally reappeared.

Huang Shang clenched his fists, turned around and saluted, his eyes swept over Visey, Sherlock Holmes, Beraud, Grand Duke Montgomery, Li Chaozheng, Yamamoto Wataru and others, and smiled: "Ladies and gentlemen, what I want to know is-"

He straightened his arm and pointed to the wall in front of him: "The origin of this quatrain." ”

As soon as this statement came out, many big names were all Guan'er, and it was obvious that this was not an important secret to them. Prince Edward said in a loud voice, "O Primordial Knight, let me answer this question. Have you ever heard the name Nocha Danmas? ”

Huang Sheng said: "I have heard a little, it seems to be a prophet? ”

Prince Edward's still youthful face turned a little red, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "Nocha-Danmas is a prophet, the greatest master of prophecy, the light of the Middle Ages! He accurately predicted the death of the king, the revolt of the Underworld, the rise and fall of Napoleon......"

The prince seemed to have the idea of going on at length, and the two gold-robed guards stepped forward with their dueling swords, and he had no choice but to give an answer: "This quatrain is the last prophecy of the great Danmas, and it will be uttered only when he is about to die, and that it may be the most important prophecy of my life, or the most insignificant, and there have been many rumors about this poem throughout the ages, the most exaggerated one of which says that the 'iron' in the poem is a sacred object that God threw into the world." ”

"Thank you for your answer, Prince Edward." Huang Shang thanked him.

The golden-clothed guard stepped forward and held the special sword with his armor-clad hands.

"I declare, the duel begins!" The prince gave the order and quickly stepped aside.

Huang Shang held the hilt of the sword, according to the duel etiquette taught by the Sloan instructor during the training, straight in front of his face, the cardinal wood white madness is also a general action, the two of them raised their swords at the same time, and touched them in mid-air, making a crisp sound.

The duel officially began.

Not knowing the opponent's ability, Huang Shang chose to collect his sword and defend it, and did not attack, the same is true of Shumu Baimad, as soon as he entered the battle, the madness of this Japanese young man returned, and he said coldly: "I thought that it would be Yu Tunan who would duel with me, but I didn't expect it to be you, a yellow-mouthed child." ”

He didn't use English, nor Japanese, but Chinese, spoke clearly, very fluently, obviously not a day's work, at this time suddenly mentioned Yu Tunan, with sinister intentions.

Huang Sheng was neither happy nor angry, and said calmly: "I heard that before the Japanese samurai duel, if you are not sure, you will always disturb the other party's mind with words first, which is called a tongue war." Seems to be true? ”

Shumu Bai Mad didn't seem to expect his opponent to be so calm, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Words are more powerful than swords, it seems that you don't understand this truth!" ”

Many people who were proficient in Chinese heard the phrase "words are more powerful than swords", and they all expressed their admiration and whispered about it.

Huang Sheng smiled: "The battle of the Great Road, is it in the tongue?" ”

This sneering smile couldn't help but realize that Shumu Bai Mad couldn't help but realize that he couldn't get the upper hand in words, and it seemed to stimulate him, his eyes were cold, and a slight white halo appeared on the blade, and his body flashed and attacked like a ghost.

In a flash, Huang Shang urged the source blood, and the thunder and lightning brilliance attached a thin sword, making a slight sound, not giving up half a step, attacking against attacking, in an instant, the two figures rose and fell, fighting together, and the white light and thunder Hua slammed into each other, and the crisp sound of clanging echoed endlessly in the hall.

Among the spectators, those who lacked strength could not help but be intimidated by the power of the hand-to-hand, trembling their hands and feet, and unconsciously retreated.

Wei Xi stood in place, at first careless, and then gradually showed a look of surprise, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, what kind of power is that?" ”

Among the two, Huang Shang's power attributes are clear at a glance, the power of thunder and lightning in the elements, although it is a little rare, but it is not so rare, there are bloodline knights who have obtained thunder and lightning in all dynasties, Wei Xi grew up in the stacks of books, and naturally knows that this kind of power is violent and violent, extremely destructive, and there are few opponents among knights of the same level, except for some things that do not match the long-term gentle impression of Huang Shang in her heart, but there is no dissatisfaction.

Wei Xi originally planned to be under Huang Shang's superb sword skills, and the only way to retreat was to retreat quickly, but right now, the white halo on the central wood white sword in the field didn't know what it was, it was very powerful, and Huang Sheng frequently hit each other, not only did not fall behind, but it was an advantageous appearance, every time it collided, the transparent thunder and lightning brilliance was shot down by a point, and before it could splash into the air, it dissipated, as if it was dead.

The two extraordinary forces were entangled in the glue battle, and the brilliance of the thunder and lightning gradually dimmed, causing everyone to be amazed and speculated.

"That Qing Dynasty boy's sword skills are obviously higher, and the power of thunder and lightning is also very powerful, but he can't beat the opponent......"

"What kind of ability is this white brilliance? Alphonse, do you know that you knight of the sun? ”

"Oh...... Beautiful Lena, I'm sure it's a conceptual power, more advanced than elemental power......"

When Holmes heard the question, his good-looking gray eyebrows raised, and he looked at his niece and granddaughter, showing a surprised expression: "Dear Weixi, are you still concerned about Gu?" ”

Vicsi's face flushed and glared at him, and Holmes quickly laughed: "The ability that Pivotwood White Maniac has gained is a kind of conceptual power, which I call destruction, pure destruction, which can destroy any existence it comes into contact with, whether it is matter or energy, and completely kill. ”

"Impossible!" Wei Xi said categorically: "If it is such a terrible ability, how can you let him go back to China!" ”

Sherlock Holmes said: "It will be until he becomes the Knight of Dusk that the terrifying destructive power will be fully exerted, and it is still very early, and putting it back is just a headache for some people." It's a bit strange that Gu's thunder and lightning power can last so long, and the texture seems to be better than those thunder and lightning primordial knights in the record......"

Later, his voice gradually lowered, and Wei Xi didn't quite understand his first few words, but she was smart by nature, and recalled that Holmes often said that "the reason why people fall into the fog is because they don't stand high enough and don't see far enough", and when she tried to do so, she quickly understood the meaning of his words: the Qing Dynasty and Japan were neighbors, and they were on the verge of war at the moment.

Wei Xi couldn't help but be faintly worried about Huang Shang, but it was difficult to say it, so he only said: "The sword blade has two sides, aren't you afraid that the tiger will return to the mountain, and the chess pieces will get out of control?" ”

Sherlock Holmes was very fond of this niece, and smiled gently: "Visie, it takes time for strength to grow. Moreover, Qing Guo also has several extremely powerful figures, even if he grows to the top, he may not be the opponent of those people. ”

"Sun and Tan of the Qing Kingdom?" Wei Xi remembered some of the confidential letters of his uncle that he had secretly read on weekdays, and just blurted out a question, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Uncle, the power of destruction is so powerful, isn't that Shumu White Maniac invincible at the same level?" ”

Sherlock Holmes laughed at her slip of the tongue and replied, "Powerful is powerful, invincible may not be, not to mention the power of the rest of the concepts for the time being, as long as your bloodline weapon dissolves into the teeth of the royal family, you don't have to worry at all." ”

The royal family is a prince-level blood clan, Moriarty, a vampire of the level of Sylvie, Wei Xi listened, and his heart sank: "Gu doesn't have the teeth of the royal family, what should I do?" ”

Sherlock Holmes said lightly: "Since Gu has chosen to return to China, he must have the determination to face these dangers. ”

"Dress, this person's white light is too destructive, it is definitely the power of concept, and thunder and lightning can't resist it." I found a gap and reminded.

"Hmm."

Huang Sheng responded, the thunder and lightning brilliance on the thin sword in his hand was only a thin layer, and it was about to disappear when he saw it, but the white halo on the Shumu Bai Mad Sword had not weakened by half, although there were two more drops of source blood in the body, the texture of the power of thunder and lightning could not match the power of destruction, and the war of attrition would not work, and he would have to run away after a while, although he had the life fruit in his hand, he could not easily use up his strength.

"Die!"

Shumu Bai snorted wildly and stabbed with a sword.

On the tip of the sword, which was as thin as a needle, a beautiful white halo swirled endlessly, exuding the dangerous aura of death.