Early the next morning, the scrappy Paul, accompanied by his father, boarded the carriage to the temple of the goddess, and the noble men and women he met along the way waved to him to express their blessings. Paul www.biquge.info who had always been arrogant and arrogant in the past, rarely humbly returned the salute to everyone, which surprised and flattered those noble men and women

Leo and his cavalry were ready and waiting in the square in front of the temple early in the morning. Although everyone was disappointed and disdainful of Paul's rudeness when he challenged yesterday, after all, he was also a member of the nobles of Silverstone, so none of the nobles present were optimistic about Leo.

In this embarrassing situation, Miss Winnie wanted to step forward to encourage Leo, but was grabbed by Viscount Brontë and firmly pulled by her side, even if Miss Winnie changed her eyes to all kinds of complaining and begging, Viscount Brontë was determined not to allow Miss Winnie to pass.

When the sun rose above the head of the Harvest Goddess in the square, the chief priest of the Harvest Goddess Temple, dressed in a magnificent religious dress, came to the center of the square and shouted: "I declare that the Harvest Festival Contest has officially begun! First of all, Mr. Paul of the Milne family will launch a dueling challenge against Baron Leo! Please enter the hall and prepare for the duel!"

Hearing the words of the celebrant, Leo shook his sword and walked out into the square, and Paul took the heirloom magic sword from his father's hand, and waved to the crowd around him with a confident smile as he walked into the square.

"The noble Goddess of the Harvest will bless the pious, and the duel before the majestic temple of the Goddess is sacred, Mr. Paul Milne, are you sure you are going to challenge Baron Leo Corvinus to a duel?

"I'm sure!" I believe the goddess will bless me!" Paul's confident reply provoked a burst of applause from the crowd around him.

"Baron Leo Covennas, are you sure you accept the challenge of the duel initiated by Mr. Paul Milne, and likewise, the loser will lose the right to pursue Miss Winnie Brontë!" the priest asked Leo again.

"I'm sure! I won't lose for the sake of the beautiful Miss Winnie!" said Leo as he looked at Miss Winnie and said categorically, his gaze and voice made Miss Winnie's cheeks red, and her heart was both shy and happy.

"Phew~!Hillbilly, go back to your country!Miss Winnie is from our Silverstone City!"

"Silence!" the Lord Priest was furious.

"This is the sacred Harvest Goddess Temple, and this is a sacred aristocratic duel that is about to be held, and anyone who dares to speak out and disturb will be punished for blasphemy!"

The Lord Priest glanced left and right at both sides of the duel, and announced in a loud voice, "Now I announce, the duel begins!"

After saying that, the Lord Priest took a few steps back and gave up the venue to the two young men.

At this time, the sun happened to rise above the head of the goddess statue, and from below, it looked like the goddess of harvest was holding up a flame, and the strong and dazzling light directly hit Leo with his back to the north and south, which was also specially chosen by Paul to put Leo in a disadvantageous position before the duel.

Taking advantage of Leo's squinting eyes from the bright light, Paul's long sword was unsheathed and stabbed. This move of taking advantage of people's danger was really a little unglamorous, which made the audience present let out a disdainful exclamation.

At the moment when the bright light caught his eyes, Leo had already thought that Paul would definitely take the opportunity to attack, so he swung the long sword in his hand and danced the long sword in front of him into a ball of silver light to protect him in front of him.

When Leo got used to the strong light and withdrew his sword, he found that the long sword in his hand had been cut off, and the broken blades were scattered on the ground.

Paul found that the family heirloom magic sword in his hand was indeed extremely sharp, and the long sword in Leo's hand had been cut into a short dagger, Paul was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but show a smug smile on his face.

At this time, even the chief priest who was the referee on the side couldn't help frowning, the Milne family actually handed over a precious magic sword as a duel weapon to Paul, although it did not violate the rules of the duel, but this practice was really a bit embarrassing.

The boos in the crowd did not move Viscount Rubin, because Viscount Rubin knew that neither he nor Paul could afford to lose, and the Milne family must not show a trace of weakness, otherwise the nobles who coveted the position of consul would no longer have any scruples.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Leo's heart sank, he never thought that Paul would have such a magic weapon, this time it was really careless.

Paul naturally wouldn't let go easily, and he roared with a twisted smile on his face and pounced on Leo, waving his long sword again and again, eager to stab Leo under the sword.

Seeing that Leo was in a critical situation, Feng Xifan's lips outside the dueling arena moved slightly, but the people next to him couldn't hear his voice at all.

"Young master, wrap your sword spine around the sticky word, try to avoid touching the blade of the sword, don't stop the pace under your feet, stand like a wheel, and focus on turning and shrinking. Keep his internal breath running, consume his strength, even if he has a divine weapon, he can't use it!"

Hearing Feng Xifan's thousands of miles of transmission, Leo settled down and tried his best to entangle Paul according to the method taught by Feng Xifan. The audience present saw that Leo was at a disadvantage, his feet were flying left and right, and he retreated again and again, and the long sword in his hand was full of false tricks, and they did not dare to touch Paul's long sword, and they all sighed regretfully, and despised Paul even more.

But unlike the audience, Paul, who had the advantage in the field, became more and more frightened the more he fought, although he used the magic sword in his hand to make Leo retreat and avoid, and on the surface he had the upper hand, but Paul knew in his heart that since Leo came back to his senses, Paul's long sword had never touched Leo and his broken sword again.

Whenever Paul felt that he was about to stab Leo, he always slid by him like a swimming fish, and the long sword in his hand was as uncomfortable as if it had been stirred into a whirlpool. Paul's heart slowly began to become anxious, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the strength of the long sword in his hand became stronger and stronger, even bringing the sound of whirring wind.

After a long time, there were people in the crowd who had a slight swordsmanship and gradually saw the doorway, no matter how Leo dodged, the trajectory under his feet slowly formed a circle, and there was no messy move at all, and there was not even a trace of sweat on his forehead, it was obvious that Leo was completely comfortable at this time.

And looking at Paul's situation again, it is completely different, his breathing has begun to disperse, although the long sword in his hand is wielding, but it has no effect at all, it can't touch the corner of Leo's clothes at all, and if it goes on like this, it must be Paul who can't hold it.