The people gathered in the square to watch the sword drawing ceremony to see the excitement, when they were calmed down by the spell, they looked at the ruins in the middle again, their eyes were more excited than before, and they chattered about the normal situation of drawing the sword has made these people who usually have no entertainment very concerned, this time there was such an accident, the platform collapsed, for them is naturally more exciting. Fastest updates

And in the focus of everyone, Norman had closed his eyes, and the whole person was completely suspended in the air with the strength of his arms.

When he entered that wonderful state of merging with the sword in the stone, he thought that he would be able to pull out the sword in the stone smoothly, but then he knew that he was wrong.

In this mysterious realm, he could no longer perceive the existence of his own form, and the whole person seemed to turn into nothingness. He didn't know how to describe this feeling, he just instinctively felt that he was no longer human at this moment, but had become a different form.

Magic.

Or mental power, he couldn't tell the difference.

He was like a drop of water in the vast river, drifting with the current, completely unable to control his body, just wandering around in the river, not knowing where he was going or how long the journey was. He tried to control his body independently, and he also wanted to swim against the current, but compared to the vast river, his strength was tantamount to the light of a candle flame, and it did not play a half role.

There was nothing he could do at this moment, only the power of thought remained.

In this wonderful realm, Norman began to think of various methods, and came up with one way after another to gain the autonomy of his body and try to change the river, but the power contrast between him and the river was too great, so he failed as many times as he tried. And after failing again and again, Norman had a whim.

Since compared to this long river, his strength is very small and he can't dominate the other party at all, so why not take advantage of the situation and follow the other party?

The Knights Templar taught that only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one survive a hundred battles. If he wants to win against the other party, he may try to be the other party first.

Thinking like this, Norman changed all his previous policies, and began to completely empty himself, no longer do any struggle, and let the other party guide him to drift down......

There is a lot of internal interaction between Norman and the sword in the stone, but from the outside world, nothing can be seen. Everyone in the square just saw Norman standing quietly behind the sword in the stone with a sword in one hand and a stone in the other.

When the crowd had calmed down, Hardy had already silenced himself and was standing quietly in the crowd, staring at Norman on the ruins with unblinking eyes, his eyes flickering on and off.

Chen Qinghe looked at his righteous brother in the field, his eyes were very deep, and from time to time he glanced at the stone sword in front of Norman, with inquiry in his eyes.

For Norman's ability, Chen Qinghe can be said to be the most clear among the people present, and now, Norman has obviously encountered a problem that cannot be solved temporarily, which is rare.

This righteous brother of his, who has a deep study of the dragon language, has outstanding artistic talent, and all skills are at his fingertips, especially in spells, and has a terrifying talent and strength that he has never seen, even a dragon boss like Xiao Bonian is his opponent, and the first emperor praises him. Such a character who can be said to be perfect, is there something that he can't understand for a while? It seems that this sword in the stone is really not a simple thing.

It was also because of this concept that Chen Qinghe looked at the sword in the stone for a longer and longer time, especially on the hilt of the sword, and there was a faint understanding in his eyes.

If this thing is a relic of a human being, it is indeed unlikely that this virtuous brother of his will be so sad and time-consuming to be unraveled, but what if this thing is not human? Judging from the size of this sword hilt, this sword does not seem to look so much like it is used by humans, but rather like it is held by some taller races, such as the former demons. And if this is really a relic of the demons, with the magic brilliance of the demons, then Norman's current state can be explained......

Time passed minute by minute, and according to the practice of the previous sword-drawers, Norman should have gone down a long time ago, and even this time was enough for two more sword-drawers to come up and try, but no one from the church came up to drive Norman down.

It doesn't matter if other people watch the excitement, many people's eyes are full of anticipation.

In this situation, it looks like something big is going to happen today, and that guy really looks like he is really going to pull out the sword in the stone.

If the person in front of them really pulled out the sword in the stone, it can be said that it is a historical event in Arica's ancient and modern times, and it is destined to be recorded in history, and they are now on the scene to watch such a historical event, which can be said to be an extremely honor, and this experience can be blown for a lifetime in the future!

But some people in the field are not looking forward to it, but are very anxious.

"When the time comes, let him go down quickly!"

"Yes, it's supposed to be us, hurry up and let us go!"

"I've handed over the indulgence!"

"The sword in the stone is calling me!"

......

There was a commotion in the crowd waiting in line to draw their swords, and everyone looked anxiously in Norman's direction, especially the people at the head of the line, who were even more deluded, and wanted to rush up and pull the overtime guy down, and if they hadn't been for the church knights to maintain order, they wouldn't have done it.

Those who dare to buy an indulgence to participate in the sword drawing ceremony are gamblers, and they do not believe that Norman is the true son of the sword in the stone. In their opinion, that guy was just walking shit luck, and he just happened to hit an opportunity, and the sword in the stone had been waiting for thousands of years, but it might just happen to wake up at this moment and be ready to recognize the master. So at this moment, everyone wanted to step forward, but unfortunately the knights of the church stopped them.

And what happened next made the eyes of these gamblers red all of a sudden, and the anxiety in their hearts was unprecedentedly strong.

The dense crowd in the square near the infield also quieted down instantly, and they all closed their mouths in unison, and all of them looked in the direction of Norman without blinking.

The Metropolis, who had been seated in his seat, as steady as Mount Tai even when the platform collapsed, stood up in an instant and stared in the direction of Norman.

Hadi, who had been looking in this direction, did not change his face, but his eyes gradually became clear and determined.

Chen Qinghe looked there, with an "unexpected" expression on his face, and a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Only those people who were outside the square and couldn't see the situation in the stadium were still chattering and noisy, but as the people in the stadium spread the news, the silence began to spread from the inside out.

And the source of this series of anomalies lies in the center of the ruins of the sword drawing platform.

The hilt of the sword in the stone that Norman held in his hand was glowing.

Colorful light emitted from the hilt of the sword, leaking through Norman's fingers, dazzling, reflecting on Norman's face, shining brilliantly on the face of this "middle-aged uncle in his forties".

This has never been the case before in previous sword drawing ceremonies.

After thousands of years and countless attempts, the sword in the stone seems to be finally pulled out......

Among so many people at the scene, the happiest people to see this scene were some scattered men in the dense crowd.

When these dark-skinned natives saw this unprecedented scene, they were first shocked, then ecstatic, and happily seemed to have been promoted to become rich and killed their wives. And their real identity is the bookmaker of today's handicap, which is why they are happy.

If this sword in the stone is really pulled out today, they will undoubtedly be the biggest winners today, and they can simply take a bath with Kintaran!

Pull it out, pull it out!

The eyes of the bookmakers revealed such a strong signal.

Don't pull it out, don't pull it out!

The guys in the sword-drawing queue had opposite meanings in their eyes, but they also had strong convictions.

As for Norman, where the key is, he is still in that mysterious realm.

After adopting a plan to adapt to the situation, "he" was gradually changed and flowed with the long river.

He didn't know how long he had been flowing, and as he flowed, his form seemed to have changed. It was a wonderful feeling that he felt himself in constant motion, and at the same time he felt that he was still and that as this feeling continued, he found himself more and more powerful.

He was finally no longer as weak as he had been at the beginning, and he felt that he could already control some parts of the "long river" and control them to move at his own pace. And for this wonderful state of constant movement and immobility, Norman had an answer in his mind.

This could be the "vibration".

It is indeed possible that Amirlius has mastered the secret of vibration, and has left his perception of this power in his sword, and his own transmission of magic to the sword in the stone has triggered the vibrational perception left by Amirus!

This should be the biggest secret of the sword in the stone, compared to this, the sword in the stone itself is really nothing.

After figuring this out, Norman immediately grasped the point, and did not rush to think about drawing his sword, but concentrated on experiencing his current state.

This should be the key to whether he can master the "vibrations".

But God seems to be deliberately fond of playing jokes.

When Norman couldn't figure anything out before, he could go with the flow in that "long river" and slowly change into a vibrating form, but once he consciously wanted to immerse, experience, and comprehend the vibration, the "long river" suddenly disappeared.

The whole world suddenly emptied, there was nothing, and Norman's eyes opened in an instant, and he returned to the real world from that mysterious world.

As soon as he saw the hilt of the sword in the stone in front of him, Norman immediately instilled magic into the hilt of the sword, wanting to continue to return to the state just now, but the magical thing did not happen again. No matter how much he poured magic into the hilt of his sword, he was still in the real world, unable to enter the mysterious realm just now.

But he didn't get nothing either.

The glowing hilt in front of him is one of them, and the other is that Norman found that his mental power is very strange: they are always quiet on weekdays, and they can only move when they are mobilized, and at the moment they are all vibrating involuntarily!

Nowhere is this vibration more concrete than in the meditation space.

As those spiritual powers in the meditation space continued to vibrate, his subtitle galaxy also continued to shake, constantly giving birth to magic power, the efficiency was much more efficient than his own urging, and the most important thing was that under the continuous vibration, his spiritual power did not feel tired at all, just like what happened to him in the battle with the Dawn Dragon!

Norman was in a trance.

Did he somehow grasp the secret of vibration?

He didn't know either.

But no matter what, let's see if we can pull out the sword in the stone first, even if you can't, with the sword in the stone in hand, you can study it slowly in the future. As for whether the sword in the stone can be taken away after it is pulled out, then there is no need for Norman to worry about the sword in the stone is so important, for it, it is a big deal to hit it head-on. He had Chen Qinghe and the three dragons on his side, plus Norman himself, he really didn't believe that this little Arica could stop them.

Thinking of this, Norman didn't bother with whether he could enter that mysterious realm again for the time being, and directly tried to pull out the sword in the stone with both hands.

The force he exerted this time was not as great as the time when he had just mustered up all his strength, but the effect was much better: as he exerted force with both hands, not only his muscles moved, but also his vibrating spiritual power moved, as if they were also pulling out his sword! And with the "exertion" of his spiritual power, the light leaking from between his fingers at the hilt of the sword in the stone became more and more intense, and the sword in the stone rubbed against the stone to make a piercing "zizi" sound, which was coming out of the stone little by little!

This guy is really going to pull out the sword in the stone!

The Metropolis's eyes widened, his breath was held for breath, his hands propped up on the table, and he leaned forward, as if he wanted to see more clearly, and if it weren't for the platform, he might have rushed over.

Hardy, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, was not as excited as the metropolitan, but his expression was calm and his eyes were determined.

The contestants who lined up in the sword drawing queue were so addicted to psychology and greed that they had even begun to ram the knights of the church in a frenzied and bold way, and two of them were completely brained and clamored for these fellows of the church to hurry up and drive down this seriously overtime guy and let them draw their swords.

The dealers in the crowd laughed, their mouths couldn't close, and the people who ate melons widened their eyes and didn't dare to blink, just waiting to watch this peerless scene that was rare for thousands of years.

Just under the eyes of everyone who were looking forward to it, the light of the hilt of the sword in the stone suddenly dissipated without a trace, Norman let go of his hands, left the sword in the stone, and the whole person fell on the broken wood in the ruins, driving the wood below to rub and squeeze the space and make a "creaking" sound.

Obviously he didn't use much strength, but Norman looked at the stone sword in front of him as if he had gone through a big battle at the moment, his eyes helpless. The inner circle of the square was completely silent, and everyone watched this scene blankly, not knowing what was happening.

What does that mean?

Success, or failure?