Holding dual swords and wielding countless wonderful swordsmanship, Roland undoubtedly represents the master of human swordsmanship.

Observing Roland's swordsmanship, it is like being in the long river of time that has been blended with life and wisdom by the powerful human beings of the past generations, and the two long swords are intertwined with thousands of arcs, showing the lifelong wisdom of the swordsmanship masters throughout the ages to the fullest, and even stepping into the category of art.

As for Siegfried in front of him, his fighting style is very different, and he is arbitrarily wild to the other extreme.

If Roland, as a paladin, represents the pinnacle of human swordsmanship, then what Siegfried shows is the most primitive and purest physical strength after abandoning all external skills.

With every step he fell, the young man crushed a rock on the ground, like an ancient dragon running over the ground with impunity, unleashing the most violent attack on the invading old enemy.

In the face of Roland's artistically colorful sword dance, his movements were concise and clear to the extreme.

The giant sword went up against Roland's sword arc, slashing vertically and horizontally, but from beginning to end, there were only a few basic moves: slashing, splitting, stabbing, and slashing, but it resisted Roland's stormy sword curtain.

Siegfried used the most violent and simple means, combined with the endless majestic power, to forcibly dismantle the exquisite palace built by countless peerless swordsmanship in front of him.

The three swords were raised together, and the sound of gold and iron strikes came and went, and the sword blades hit each other and popped out notes that resounded through the clouds, thrilling and moving.

At the edge of the Asgard Mountains, a sword song that made the spirits of thousands of beings tremble as if it were the sound of fate by the throat.

Roland Yingxiu's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, maintaining his unprecedented preoccupation.

The opponent in front of him was not the most formidable he had ever seen, but it was definitely the most difficult to deal with.

Roland, who has received the most orthodox knight education in the mainland, knows one thing very well: no matter how powerful a human swordsman is, he must also follow the laws of human movement, no matter how exquisite swordsmanship and strange body style, for Roland, who is proficient in swordsmanship, there will always be flaws to be found.

So at the martial arts conference, even a top bounty hunter like Constantine couldn't please Roland.

However, this time was different, and in Roland's eyes, Siegfried was more appropriately a humanoid dragon with a heavy sword than a swordsman.

His movement and swordsmanship are disorderly, completely freewheeling, not to mention any skills, and the ornamentation is infinitely close to zero.

It's no secret to say that any first-year student with basic training at the Palatine Academy can outperform Siegfried in swordsmanship.

However, Siegfried's physical abilities were terrifying, and his strength, agility, and reflexes were far beyond the limits of what the human body could contain.

This guy, even if he only moves his sword by instinct, is enough to suppress the vast majority of warriors who have just entered the threshold of the Holy Domain!

This fact made Roland feel a palpitation, even in the Marquis of Caulfield, there had never been such an astonishing increase in blood.

It was precisely because the basic ability given by the bloodline to the body was too strong that Siegfried was able to do without any extra skills.

The amazing swordsmanship invented by the human knight didn't make sense to him at all, and those exquisite swordsmanship that could be called art to ordinary people would only be a constraint to Siegfried.

The strength and potential of the body, which transcends the limits of human imagination, is another form of art in itself.

It is precisely because of this insight that Prince Draenor never taught Siegfried any fighting skills like he trained Constantine, but adopted a sheep-herding teaching, allowing Siegfried to find stronger opponents on his own and constantly experience his instincts through one battle after another.

In the midst of fierce battles, Siegfried has become an incomparably formidable warrior as an adult.

In terms of martial arts, Roland is undoubtedly far superior to Siegfried, but the latter fights with Roland on par with his unimaginable physical abilities.

Over time, the location of the battle between the two men shifted from the edge of the mountain to the heart of the mountain.

Everywhere you went, smoke and dust filled the air, frosty rocks and permafrost cracked, and debris fell like ceremonial flowers.

Siegfried let out a slight roar in his throat, like a roaring ancient beast, venting his inner rage.

At this moment, his battle intent was scorching like fire, his magic power was boiling like flame, and the pale gray magic power enveloped the seemingly ordinary heavy sword, and a burst of gray brilliance slashed towards Roland, completely ignoring the dazzling sword arcs that could hit him hard at any time.

The fishy wind blew in his face, Roland's face turned cold, his wrist was raised, and the two swords were combined into a cross and swung out, spilling out a golden holy flame.

The flames turned into a roaring fire dragon, stained with brilliant milky white crystal chips, and swooped forward, engulfing Siegfei's figure in an instant.

The Divine Sword Pose - [Lightbringer], a sword move that releases an astonishing amount of magic power from the body and performs an area attack.

Roland even attached a partial crystallization effect of [Dawn] to this sword, making the power of [Lightbringer] even more powerful.

Flames exploded in the middle of the mountain woodland, and a thick pillar of fire rose in place.

The surface of the surrounding trees began to crack rapidly, and they were charred and crystallized, which showed how terrifying the power of this sword was.

However, no matter how powerful the golden flame dragon was, it was only a form after all, and Siegfried, with the blood of the Nibelungen flowing on his body, was almost no different from the real ancient dragon.

An impassioned roar came out of the golden fire dragon's body, shattering the fire dragon alive.

The gray sword qi tore through the fire dragon's lower abdomen and surged in front of Roland like a whirlwind.

The paladin took dozens of steps back, flipped his hands and flew out, spilling out several sword lights, before he could barely disintegrate Siegfried's domineering and unrivaled horizontal slash.

And Siegfried also paid a certain price.

Under the scorching of the divine flames, the sleeves of his coat had turned into flying ashes, revealing his strong and toned arms, and his armor had become as black as coal, and the mottled and shallow sword marks were densely interspersed, making him look extremely broken.

It seemed that Siegfried was more seriously injured, but he was not at a disadvantage in terms of momentum, and his eyes were still burning with fiery battle intent as he stared at Roland.

The two didn't communicate more, slowly widening their distance, and at the same time calmly observing each other, they were both the top knights in the continent, so naturally they would not easily leak flaws, so that the other party could take advantage of them.

"What a difficult paladin, it seems that it is not enough to destroy one of his hands, but to break two. ”

Siegfried gasped and glared at Roland viciously.

Roland wiped the blood beads from his lips, but what he thought in his heart was: "The innate strength of this dragon vein is too terrifying, and it may become a big obstacle in the war between the empire and the dragon spear dynasty in the future, and it must be solved here immediately." ”