Looking at Siegfei, who was sprinting at high speed, the black knight unhurriedly raised his spear, and an almost transparent aura of magic spread around his body.

Siegfei felt the magic sword sink, and his movements slowed down suddenly.

Griffith's spear was thrown out again, without any steps to charge up, but the magic power gushing out from that spear was even far greater than that of Fang Cai, and the momentum was doubled.

Roland, who witnessed this scene, was secretly frightened.

Roland, who is proficient in martial arts, knows exactly what this means, and being able to raise his magic power to the peak in an instant, skipping all the parts of charging power, requires an extraordinary amount of experience and combat skills.

The control of magic power is the most important point in the battle at the level of the Sanctuary, but in this regard, the level of this black knight is even higher than that of Roland.

Griffith was able to do this so easily, and I don't know how many hard-fought battles had been precipitated behind it.

There was a bang.

In the scattered sparks, Siegfried retreated faster than he had come.

At the moment of the blade handover, the magic sword was bounced away by the powerful force that burst from the tip of the spear, and at the same time, the magic power attached to the spear by the black knight spurted out, hitting Siegfried in the chest hard, pushing him out.

However, the magic resistance of the dragon vein is really terrifying, and if he changes to other Sacred Domain powerhouses, his body will not be able to stand up after this blow, but after Qi Gefei was repulsed, he only shook it a few times, and then stabilized his body, and his whole body was unscathed.

Under the mask, a flash of surprise flashed in the black knight's eyes.

"What's going on?" Siegfried was shocked and angry.

"It's supposed to be a spell-like ability similar to the Sluggish Enchantment. Roland glanced at the black knight standing with a spear and said, then chanted the divine incantation, and another golden holy light fell on Siegfried's body.

Divine --- [Purifying Radiance], which is affected by the sorcerer's immunity from all negative statuses for a short time.

"Hmph, no matter what he can do, I don't believe that this guy can do it a second time. Siegfried glared at the Black Knight viciously, "Don't do it, I'll take care of this guy myself." ”

The Dragon Slayer Demon Sword slashed past without any fancy tricks, and wisps of gray aura were entwined on the vein-like texture of the blade body, making the murderous aura released by the Demon Sword even sharper and more powerful.

This time, Siegfried not only used the power of the magic sword itself, but also attached his own magic power.

The Black Knight swung his spear and met the high-speed dancing sword, the converging blades bursting into a scorching halo.

The wind is blowing.

Roland frowned, because Siegfried was still at a disadvantage, and this was with the blessing of the blessing technique.

The magic sword was like an angry dragon, roaring wildly to the extreme, each blow accompanied by an incomparably sharp murderous aura, while the war spear in the black knight's hand was like a city wall that had been polished by wind and rain for thousands of years, standing still under the dragon's breath.

The Black Knight's power ceiling is not much higher than Ziegfried's, but his control of power is far superior to the latter.

He didn't need to charge up for each blow, and he was able to boost his momentum and magic to peak state in an instant with a single shot, so that he could easily block Siegfried's brutal attacks.

Such terrifying combat skills even Roland was amazed.

"Great power, young trialist. ”

While resisting the attack of the dragon veiner, the black knight even had the strength to comment on the other party, "You are a natural warrior, but unfortunately you don't know how to use your own power very well, you only know how to instinctively vent your magic power violently, which may be very effective in the battle of mortals in the world, but on this floating island, it will not work." ”

"Moreover, you also do not seem to be good at learning and imitating the enemy's way of fighting, and for that alone you are not qualified. Griffith's tone was very indifferent, and with a flick of his wrist, he swung the magic sword that stabbed into his chest like a leaf.

"I want you to take care of it!" Siegfried gritted his teeth, and the dark red sword swept from the flank towards the Black Knight.

Griffith took a wrong step, avoiding Siegfried's long sword, and easily found the flaw in the opponent's movement, and threw out the fist wrapped in black gloves, bombarding Siegfried's shoulder like a meteor hammer.

However, this time, the picture that the Black Knight expected did not appear, and Siegfried was not directly knocked out as he had just done, but did not move at all.

A punch containing a lot of magic from the Black Knight was like hitting a golem made of fine iron.

Siegfried's clothes were torn apart, revealing skin covered in white-gold scales several times harder than steel.

The scales of the Divine Dragon's bloodline are the most formidable armor in the entire continent of Icadia.

Therefore, not only did the black knight's punch not shake the body, on the contrary, his fist was also shaken back by an inexplicable energy in the dragon vein's body.

Sensing the hostility, the bloodline in Siegfei's body fought back on its own.

"Die. Siegfei's eyes flashed, and before the Black Knight had time to stabilize his body, [Balmunch] had already pierced through the Black Knight's chest, powerful enough to pierce through the rock

The Black Knight looked up.

Around him, the almost transparent aura slowly emerged, and the speed at which Ziggy flew out of the sword slowed down again, while the black knight's movements became extremely light, wrong steps, dodging, lifting the gun, all in one go.

Roland's eyelids jumped, and suddenly he understood something, and without hesitation, he drew his sword and rushed out, the holy sword burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the brilliant sword light was like a flowing fire across the sky.

【Holy Spirit Wing Slash】

The Black Knight turned his head, and the spear writhed to the extreme, towards Roland, stabbing out like lightning without stopping.

However, the paladin's body disappeared, and his body twisted and turned into the dead end of the war spear, and the next second it had turned to Griffith's back.

If Constantine was here, he would definitely recognize that this was a fighting technique that he had used more than once against Roland at the Martial Arts Conference.

"Refraction Method!" Ziegfei behind him widened his eyes.

He was all too familiar with the skill of shifting refraction, as he was the same person as Constantine's childhood teacher.

When Prince Draenor taught the boys of Winterfell, Siegfried was also there.

How did this guy learn?

In fact, following Constantine for so long, Roland gained more than just an epic weapon.

Roland turned a deaf ear to Siegfried's exclamations, and his attention was all focused on the Black Knight's back.

Griffith let out a low sigh, the magic aura on his black armor flickering, wanting to use his natural ability to freeze Roland in place once again.

The powerful magic power was unleashed, enveloping Roland behind the black knight.

However, he was surprised to find that around Roland, there seemed to be a layer of strange energy, and that energy seemed to come from the cross sword in his hand, which was far less murderous than Siegfried, but it seemed pure and peaceful, meaning timeless.

The aura of power released by Griffith disappeared silently after touching Roland Zhou's back, and disappeared without a trace like dust falling into clear water.

The wielder of the Eternal Sword, protected by [Durandal], will naturally not be affected by ordinary spells.

Griffith was secretly surprised, he had fought more than one gifted trialist, but there seemed to be more accidents today than the previous ten years combined.

These two little guys have weird abilities.

Although the quasi-spell power is not effective, Griffith, as one of the gatekeepers of the Sixth Holy Land, has his own combat experience and on-the-spot adaptability.

Surprise is only a matter of a moment, and the next moment, the Black Knight proves himself worthy of the status of the guardian of the Doomsday Arena with his strength.

I saw him gently tap the barrel of the gun, and the war spear that was originally facing forward suddenly made a 180-degree turn, as if it had no weight at all, and lightly crossed the shoulder, and with great precision, it blocked the front end of the holy sword and blocked the long sword that stabbed him in the back.

Backstab!

Even Roland had only seen this kind of top-notch combat skill that seemed to exist only among knights today, and belonged to a warrior with a gun.

What's more, in this process, the Black Knight did not look back at all, and predicted the direction of Roland's attack by just his perception, and blocked [Durandal]'s attack with a miraculous backstab.

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and the weapons of the two knights touched each other like dragonflies, and then they separated.

"Fun to try, Paladin. Griffith said, then calmly stepped forward and pulled a distance, "You're strong, a little stronger than the last Paladin appeared. ”

"Other than me, are there any other paladins who have come to the City of Dawn for trials?" Roland raised an eyebrow.

"That was ten years ago, and maybe you'll find his name on the Dawnbreaker Monument in the future. ”

The Black Knight's voice was as metallic as his armor, "Of course, the premise is that you two can pass the test, if you can't even pass my level, let's leave the City of Dawn as soon as possible,

"It's only been two minutes, do you still have confidence?" Griffith slashed his gun horizontally, his tone was extremely confident, although he was one against two, but he did not fall behind in the slightest in momentum.

Roland said calmly: "If it's only ten minutes, there is no problem, at least I have seen through your ability, senior." ”

"Oh?" the black knight's gaze flickered under the mask. "I want to hear about it. ”

"Your spell-like abilities aren't sluggish enchantments, they're small-scale manipulation of gravity. ”

Roland lowered his sword, "That's why you can easily slow down Siegfried, the purification technique didn't work just now, because the reason for slowing Siegfried is not to fall into a sluggish state, but because gravity has changed." ”

"Another proof is that after Siegfried's movements slowed down, your speed increased a lot, and in battle, many of the movements you made despite wearing heavy armor were too light, such as the backstab just now, which completely violated the principle of inertia of objects. ”

The Black Knight let out a low chuckle, "Yes, that's exactly what a true warrior can do without being fooled by appearances, and use his brain to observe and think. ”

"However, in order to step into the Doomsday Arena, your brains alone are not enough, you have to prove that you have enough strength. ”

Griffith's spear slowly raised, "Come, let me see what kind of potential you have that makes it worth opening the door of trials for you." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with him, Roland. Siegfried said coldly, "Get out of the way, I'll show this watchdog the strength of the Nibelungen descendants." ”

A torrent of magic erupted from Siegfried's body.

There was a violent buzz from the surface of the Dragon Slaying Demon Sword, and the dark red light was stimulated, diffusing it, and a monstrous murderous aura comparable to that of thousands of troops swept across the entire square.

The sound of the dragon's groan sounded in the air,

If it is said that Siegfei's first sword is like a single horse breaking through the army, then this sword at this moment is like a thousand armies in unison, and it is unstoppable.

On the blood trough in the center of the magic sword, the dark red light was like congealed blood, slowly rising from the hilt of the sword until it filled the entire blood trough.

Under the mask, the Black Knight's complexion became much more solemn.

Of all the sanctuaries he had ever seen, Siegfried's magic was not the most powerful, but it was the one that made him feel the most dangerous.

The evil qi gushing out of the demon sword's blood tank rushed straight into the sky, and the blood-colored electric light continued to alternate and shine in the sky above the square, as if the end of the world had descended.

Looking at the blood-colored vision that appeared in the sky, Roland stepped aside with some fear, not daring to continue to intervene.

In the Asgardian Mountains, he had seen firsthand the power of Siegfried's full blow.

It was a magic that could evaporate even an avalanche, and countless dragons had condensed their blood.

The light spread on the blade of the spear, and the black knight Griffith's body rose with boundless momentum, and the magic of the river and sea dyed all the stone slabs on the ground of the square into an inky color.

The pinnacle powerhouse of the Sanctuary.

Roland took a slight breath of cold air, if he didn't have the Holy Cross Sword in his hand, facing a knight at the peak level of the Holy Domain, his first reaction would definitely be to turn around and leave, where would he dare to have the idea of confrontation head-on?

However, the word fear never existed in Siegfried's mind, and the only way Prince Delano taught him to fight was to attack head-on.

What about the pinnacle of the Holy Domain?

For Qi Gefei, there is no enemy in this world that cannot be solved with a single sword of the Dragon Demon Sword.

If there is, then another sword.

The black knight looked at the blood-colored light that permeated not far away, and the war spear was slowly raised, and he knew very well that he could no longer keep his hand at this moment.

A gravity-twisting aura flickered on the tip of the gun.

Once stabbed by this shot, the victim will be torn to shreds by the gravitational pull of different sizes inside and outside the body, which is Griffith's most powerful skill.

No matter how powerful the bloodline is, it is impossible to resist gravity, the most basic plane rule, Griffith thought indifferently.

Eyes met, and the strength of the two knights climbed to the peak at the same time, ready to push this red and black clash to a climax.

At this moment, the black knight's body suddenly trembled slightly, and he looked up at the sky.