She was a young girl who died at the end of the world, and because of her strong faith and will, she preserved the last trace of consciousness. That is the chivalry of the knight in the legendary tale, which he has worshiped since childhood, and his body is transformed into the ghost of the ghost.

Valhalla shattered, and Roland dragged his frail body to fight alone in order to cover the weak king and his companions from the pursuit of the undead.

Eternal destruction is coming, but Roland has no despair, because he has lived through his faith from beginning to end.

Suddenly, the undead spirit of the girl appeared, and although she was weak, she had a strong obsession. Seeing Roland facing countless undead alone, he actually chose to stand up. This is the only obsession left of her, who believes in chivalry.

Roland laughed, and for some reason laughed, because the girl's behavior was ridiculous, or because he was laughing at his own sin, he actually let a helpless girl charge forward.

He roared, raising his sword to burn the last vestiges of his magic and sweep away the invading foes.

When he was gone, he handed the holy sword into the girl's hand, and at the same time injected his faith into it, and passed it on to the girl.

Then, Roland vanished. The girl inherited the holy sword and disappeared without a trace.

Until I don't know how long it took, the Central Knights had a deputy head named Yan Xi.

Where does the story end?

No, the story has just begun.

……

Yan Xi waved the sword in his hand and charged like a streamer, and the air pressure tore into a series of rotating wind blades, flying around her to spread the impact on the surroundings.

Lancelot stepped and roared, did not dodge or dodge, and raised his sword to meet it from the front.

Suddenly, the strong impact set off a surging wave of qi, instantly blowing away the swirling wind blade.

The air wave dissipated, Lancelot stood in place and did not move a bit, but Yan Xi, who launched the attack, took two steps back, and his body swayed a little.

Through this blow, Yan Xi judged the gap between the two sides.

Unfortunately, even with the holy sword Durandal in her hand, she could not defend herself against the true Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot.

Needless to say, the gap in experience cannot be bridged in the first place.

Coupled with the collision just now, the difference in strength is also clear.

However, even judging this, Yan Xi still stubbornly chose to fight head-on again.

The sword light and sword shadows continued to shine on the field, and people couldn't help but be dazzled when they saw it.

The overlapping collision of speed and power brings a thunderous feast of air.

Yan Xi and Lancelot swapped places with each other and dueled as knights following the oldest rules.

Beyond the limits of human power, without the slightest dazzling magic.

Only swords collide with each other on the field, and although they are primitive, they are full of shocking impact.

Dozens of rounds, but in a matter of moments.

The two sides redistanced themselves and went from dynamic to semi-static.

As far as the current results are concerned, Yan Xi is in a state of total suppression.

Lancelot is a battle-hardened man and has the skill of "Infinite Martial Arts". It was a martial arts training that was known as unparalleled in a certain era, and it was a proof of the complete unity of mind and body.

Commenting solely on martial arts melee combat, she is the uncrowned king of the Knights of the Round Table.

It is also a matter of course that Yan Xi cannot beat him in this regard.

It was precisely because it was a matter of course that Yan Xi did not feel any frustration.

It is precisely because it is a matter of course that she has to stubbornly continue to use martial arts to distinguish between high and low.

To be honest, if she had used the Holy Sword Durandar's ability, she wouldn't have been in such a bitter battle as she was now.

The Holy Sword Durandal can't help but be as famous as Caliburn, and has three miracles.

As long as these three miracles are used, she is not without the possibility of victory.

However, Yan Xi did not use it and did not intend to use it in this battle.

For her, the fight against Lancelot was not so much about victory as it was about faith.

Her belief as a knight is also the belief of Roland, who entrusted her with the Holy Sword.

If an unknown warrior wants to become famous, the most direct way is to challenge the famous master. That's pretty much what Yan Xi is doing now.

She inherited the sword of Roland, but it was only nameless. This name is not passed on by people in the world, but only to be recognized.

To be recognized by Lancelot, it is necessary to be recognized by the king of Roland.

In the final analysis, Yan Xi will participate in the battle for the king, just to get Frank's approval. This is Roland's wish, and it is also something that Yan Xi needs. Only when it is over, will everything start again.

"Drink!"

Yan Xi roared out with all his strength, mobilizing all the remaining forces to attack from the front again.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't know how to be flexible, or if her brain can't turn. Anyway, she was going to take Lancelot head-on.

"I admire your bravery and perseverance. My name is Lancelot. ”

Lancelot respected Yan Xi's belief and also attacked him from the front.

"I'm Yan Xi!!"

Finally, the battle was decided in this round.

Yan Xi and Lancelot staggered and stood with their backs to each other.

The two people who had been watching from the sidelines couldn't help but hold their breath and witness the beginning and end of this duel.

Click!

The armor on Lancelot's chest cracked wide.

Poof!

Yan Xi lost the strength to support his body and fell to the ground.

The victory is divided, and the battle is over.

The quarantine barrier was evacuated, and Oliver and Astolford rushed to Yan Xi's side as soon as possible.

"Sure enough, I'm still too weak."

Yan Xi spit out a sentence with difficulty, but the result was self-deprecation.

Her body is gradually disappearing, which is a phenomenon that must occur when a contestant leaves the court. Although she is seriously injured at the moment, she will be exhausted when she leaves the arena. That's why no one cares about it.

"No, you're doing a good job." Oliver smiled and comforted.

As soon as his words fell, Yan Xi disappeared and withdrew.

"Next up against you? Who comes first? ”

Standing on the opposite side, Lancelot invited to fight, and the wound on his chest had healed somehow.

The undead already have superhuman regeneration ability, plus the bonus given by the ideal township, which is enough to deal with large-scale wheel battles.

"No, we're leaving too. Your opponent will be her. ”

Oliver shook his head and walked with Astolfo outside the palace.

"It was a good fight. Are you leaving? ”

As he stepped towards the battlefield, he asked the two who were passing by mistake.

"Well, Yan Xi has left, and we have no reason to stay. But before we leave, we'll help you out there by the way. Think of it as a parting gift. ”

With that, Oliver opened the palace gates and left. (To be continued.) )