Lord Watson, who was heavily armoured, didn't say a word, and glanced up at the Count. The Earl of Pen%Fun Cabinet www.biquge.info wielded a thin sword, a scarlet and gold cloak, striped breeches, a black waistcoat, a snow-white shirt underneath, and a beautiful lace collar. This is a typical banquet attire, in other words, zero armor.

Watson clenched his white gloves tightly, and thought to himself, "The duel has been established, and there is no way out." Simply cut this reckless Bafarian nobleman in two, and my fame will grow by leaps and bounds, and I will rise to the top of Sirisha's army. With his thoughts settled, he opened his lips and said, "As you wish." Then he carefully picked up the visor and put it on, pulled down the visor full of breathing holes with a "dang" sound, and then slowly pulled out the fierce fiery sword, the dark blue blade densely covered with jagged teeth resembling the flames of indulgent jumping.

The earl's rapier could not pierce the knight's plate armor at all, and it was a duel without suspense.

Lady Mary was crying behind the bar.

The piano sound is getting better, and the melody of the generous and sad charge is endless.

In the smooth and rapid syllables, Sir Lancelot gently pushed Count Frederick away, frowned at the Blazing Sword, and calmly opened his lips and announced: "The third rule of the Habs Dynasty knighthood: Because there is a gap between the strength of the awakened bloodline and the mortal, the mortal can appoint an awakened knight to duel in his place. ”

Lancelot pressed the hilt of his sword with his left hand, stretched out his right hand to his left waist and slowly drew his sword, announcing categorically: "You can name Lancelot to fight for you, Your Highness." ”

Seeing that the chief knight of Fort William pulled out the power sword with a white blade and a black ridge, the foreign knight clenched the blazing sword with both hands, raised it one inch high, bent down, and retreated two feet at the same time.

He was scared.

"Thank you. Count Frederick opened his mouth and shook all directions: "Please let me do it myself." ”

The sound of the piano became more agitated, like an overwhelming tsunami sweeping across the continent. It's like a volcano erupting like a mountain and a sea. Elaine was full of heart and fascination.

Since Lancelot had drawn his sword, he had no intention of returning it to the sheath. His heart was beating wildly, his palms were sweating, and his heart was stirring for the courage of the new lord. In order to endure the feelings, the dignified commander of Fort William actually had a hoarse voice for a while before returning to normal: "You are obsessed with music, painting and literature, you studied abroad at the age of fourteen and returned to China at the age of eighteen, as the chief knight of the William family, I did not provide you with even one military guidance. Now, before your first duel in your life, allow me to give you the first military demonstration lesson on how to defeat the most restrained plate armor on the continent, the Cilica Blazing Sword, to the extent that the Knight's Law allows. Please remember my every word, remember the size of your steps, remember the curvature of your wrists, and then defeat this Sirisha knight with your own hands with the glorious William Fort Power Sword. ”

The sound of the piano is surging and slanting, pushing the expectation and grandeur to an unprecedented peak!

"Approved. You have ten rounds to demonstrate, and then I'll finish the duel myself. Count Frederick agreed.

Lancelot casually held the beautiful sword flower in his hand, stared at the foreign knight walking in circles, and while waiting for the others to move the tables and chairs and vacate the space, he taught methodically: "The nobleman of Van Klee, that is, the one who can split the uranium element enriched in the liver. Uranium cleaves in the liver, producing the powerful element of fire and releasing divine radiation. As the fire element in the blood gradually increases, the radiation released by the liver will increase. When the radiation of the divine grace is strong enough for the buds of the uranium flower to bloom, we call it 'awakening' with joy. ”

Lancelot glanced at Frederick expectantly: "After awakening, the nobles of Van Klee will be canonized as knights and embark on the glorious road of martial arts to rejuvenate the country." ”

The nervous foreign knight kept turning, always facing Lancelot, who was strolling leisurely.

"Civilians can't produce the fire element, so they're weak. The Awakened Knight, on the other hand, can enrich a small amount of uranium from a small amount of food, and can produce a large amount of fire elemental into the blood, gain inexhaustible surging power, run sleeplessly, jump on barns, lift boulders, and be like your grandfather, everywhere he passes through the battle, there are corpses divided in two, and the walls of the rift are dazzling. ”

Lancelot stopped pulling his sword, bowed slightly, stared at the foreign knight who was waiting for him, raised his arm and stretched out his sword, and showed Frederick how to hold the sword, and at the same time dictated: "The thumb presses the sword holder, the index finger lightly hooks the clutch, and the three fingers grasp the hilt." The force falls on the other four fingers, and only at the right moment do you pinch the clutch with your index finger. ”

Then he took out the beautiful sword flower in his hand, put the sword on his chest, closed his eyes and kissed the blade. When he opened his eyes, the person had already pounced, the power sword was at his side, the clutch was pinched, and the sword tray gear spun wildly, like a motor roaring, and even burst out with a spark. The spine of the sword then spewed sparks and steam wildly, and the power sword started like a spaceship, as if it was alive, and suddenly accelerated out of thin air, as if it wanted to break free from Lancelot, and almost flew out of its hands like a dart!

Then Lancelot roared, "The power sword accelerates to: 20 knots!" Suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, like grasping a javelin that was about to fly out, and then the arm and elbow burst out at the same time, changing the direction of the power sword, causing it to brutally slash the arc and slash towards Lord Watson, who was waiting for him.

The speed of 19 knots is equal to 10 meters per second, and Lancelot's first sword has already broken through the limit of normal humans.

At the same time, Lord Watson roared: "Fire!" and then there was a "click" of fire, and the jagged blazing sword suddenly spontaneously combusted without wind. As he swung it, the wind rushed into the thin grooves on the broad spine of the Blazing Sword, and actually made a painful burning sound of the bellows blowing the blacksmith's hearth. The Blazing Sword was heated to a shocking high temperature, and when the sword was split halfway, the Blazing Sword was already burned red and clear, making it clear that there were two ventilation grooves hollowed out on the spine of the Blazing Sword, so that the giant sword was filled with abundant oxygen when it was wielded, and with the ignition agent of unknown origin, the Blazing Sword burned violently, like a fiery sword slashed down by the Angel of Judgment.

The power sword slashed horizontally, the blazing sword slashed vertically, and the two of them launched an attack unreasonably with each other!

"Dang!" The power sword struck first, and the snow-white blade slashed at Lord Watson's waist, but Watson skillfully twisted his body 30 degrees, allowing the solid back armor to hit the blade.

Like a blade cut through a candle, the power sword slashed an inch into the plate armor, slashing a shocking crack in steel, and then slid out of the cut like a sweeping stick, sweeping the heavy Watson armor and nearly hitting the wine table next door.

The speed of 20 knots was not enough to cut through the back armor of the heavy cavalry.

Because the speed was not as fast as the power sword, the powerful Blazing Sword fell on Lancelot's shoulder armor half a second later, and because it was swept by the "Power Sword", the aim of the Blazing Sword was also crooked, not straight down, but diagonally slashed towards the neck along the direction of the collarbone.

The thin flames scorched Lancelot's face through the T-letter. Then, the scorching megatooth sword slashed at the steel armor, slashing down like a saw, the sound of the sword and armor rubbing was more harsh than scratching the blackboard, and after the "zila" passed, Lancelot ignored the pain, clenched the power sword with both hands, and roared: "Twenty-two knots!"

With a pinch of the clutch, the power sword accelerated like a wild horse, and the second time it almost flew out. Lancelot firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, like a strong player throwing a chain ball, swung the sword as a whirlwind slash, the whole person turned sharply like a ballet, when the power sword entered the chopping angle, and then pinched the clutch, forcibly endured the pain of the arm as if it was about to dislocate and fly away, and roared: "Remember the angle of the 'sword' when pinching the clutch! Pinch the clutch three times to maintain the speed of the sword at 22 knots!"

Lancelot, who was fighting and directing, was like a moon, endlessly, and smoothly pursued Watson who stumbled, still viciously slashing at the waist, and the slash was still in the same place, and the two swords were split, and he never stopped like a perpetual motion machine. At the same time, Frederick could see clearly that Lancelot's collarbone under the shoulder armor had cracked a hideous saw mark, and he could see the charred cotton shirt under the plate armor. When the Blazing Sword sawed through the plate armor, the local high heat generated by the yellow fire and friction was absorbed by the plate armor, causing the saw marks on the plate armor to burn red slightly, and this looming red heat phenomenon did not subside for a long time, and continued to burn Lancelot. There's a good chance he's already in pain.

Frederick gritted his teeth and tugged at the Fort William knight beside him, and asked anxiously, "Jacob, why hasn't the power sword cut through the plate armor yet, but Lancelot's plate armor has been sawed through?"