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Crowds of onlookers were crowded outside the makeshift arena on the corner, and many men from the countryside were eager to try it out for the three-month competition, which was held every three months.

Zhivadine was the capital of the Kingdom of Vegia, and there was a very spectacular knights' arena in the city, which was now being renovated and out of use, and a group of stonemasons climbed up and down, carrying stones, carving monster decorations, and busy in full swing.

A middle-aged man onlooker said, "Did you know that the Kingdom Athletic Tournament, which is held every four years, will be held in our country in a year? King Yarogark attaches great importance to this tournament, when the time comes, all countries will send the best fighters to participate in the competition, and the events of the competition are also exciting, including hand-to-hand sword duels, wheel battles, shooting competitions, and of course, the most attractive, the most exciting is the horse gun competition. At that point, you will have to pay money to enter the arena. The seats in the front row were given to kings, nobles and representatives of various countries. The seats in the back were sold for 200 dinars each, and even the standing ones cost 80 dinars. The man's eyebrows fluttered, and his saliva sprayed the faces of the others.

Mark signed up and entered the arena when he heard the sound of the wooden sword hitting the shield and the shouts of the crowd in the stands. Under the stands, two players wearing different colors of competition uniforms really wielded their swords and competed in a duel.

The tournament originated from knightly duels during the ancient Calard Empire, which reminded Mark of the knightly system that his father had told him countless times.

The kingdom of Svadia had completely abolished the marksmanship competition a hundred years ago, and in 1120, when Philip VI competed with the old Duke Michod, the sheath on the head of the spear suddenly fell off. As the sorcerers had predicted, the king was impaled in the brain. The royal family issued a ban on all gun competitions for more than 40 years. But the ban of the church could not stop the nobility and commoners from loving the sport.

After the end of the war between the Svadia kingdom and the Nords, the game of marksmanship was resumed and improved, and the knight's spear used a special blunt-tipped spear, wrapped with cloth, and the front section was made hollow, which was very easy to break under high-speed impact, in order to protect the person who was stabbed. The rear axle of the saddle was removed so that the stabbed rider could easily fall off his horse, increasing safety and ornamentation.

At the end of the game, the winning knight was given a song and dance feast with the nobles, and the victorious knight was given a kiss to a lovely woman and was praised by the poetry of the ceremony. Thus, in such jousting tournaments, "pride, honor, love, and art provide the traditional motives for the competition", and the knight's loyalty and heroism are celebrated. This jousting was later transformed into a competitive tournament in various towns. Projects have also become diverse.

"Hey, boy, it's your turn. The owner of the arena, a middle-aged veteran who didn't smile at all, walked over and looked at Mark's figure.

"What, you're going to participate too, my child. The arena is no joke. It's too late to quit. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a wounded warrior on a stretcher, walking past them, his face bloody, and moaning in pain.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Mark said dismissively.

Mark wants to be crowned champion and eligible to attend the Cabaret, the only way he can have the chance to meet his beloved Princess Jonsa at the Cabaret.

"Well, little one, don't be hard-mouthed, you will have to suffer when you play, choose the guy!" the arena owner squinted at him, and then led him to the locker room.

The locker room was very stuffy, littered with the chain mail and brightly colored game clothes that the players who had taken off the field.

Several big men were hurriedly putting chain mail on their bodies, picking up heavy iron pimple weapons. Looking at their physiques, Mark couldn't help but get nervous, not knowing which one to fight against.

The arena owner had already begun to urge, and Mark hurriedly put on the chain mail and competition suit, smelling a strong smell of sweat, and the chain mail and clothes were still hot from the previous player. In front of the weapon rack, he chose a wooden one-handed sword with a light wooden shield, and walked out.

When I entered the stadium, I saw many spectators in the stands shouting, and the voices were boiling. It is a large temporary arena surrounded by brightly colored cloths.

It was the first time Mark had participated in such a competition, and while he was stunned, a man in a white heraldicate suit walked up to him and explained the rules of the game.

"You can't attack your crotch, you can't poke your opponent's eyes with your fingers, you can't continue to attack after your opponent is down. If you can't beat it, you can admit defeat, just throw away the weapon and raise your hands flat. Got it? Got it. ”

Mark then saw his opponent, a female fighter in a yellow suit, with brown hair, a ponytail, a little dull yellow skin, high cheekbones, and a look of no more than twenty years old.

The hateful arena owner, seeing that I am young, actually asked me to compete with a woman, isn't this underestimating me? Mark cursed in his heart.

"Ding", just then, the bell of the game rang. The female warrior held a wooden two-handed sword and quickly rushed towards him, and as soon as she rushed in front of her, she swept out a sword.

Mark raised his shield to block, but at this time, he was taken aback, the penetration of this sword was incomparably strong, his left hand and left arm were immediately surrounded by pain, and with a click, the wooden shield quickly cracked a gap.

This female warrior has such a strong force. Seeing that the first blow missed, the female warrior struck again, the same action as just now, but with more strength, and slashed at the shield.

This time, Mark's hand felt a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but tremble, and the light wooden shield was almost unstable. The cracks in the shield became larger, like grinning gaps.

The female warrior saw Mark's look of surprise and knew that he was a novice, so she showed no mercy and slashed another sword, and the shield shattered into pieces of wood under her three fierce slashes.

Unhurriedly, the warrior raised her sword above her head and slashed at Mark to deliver the final blow.

Mark was so shocked that just as he was about to dodge, her sword slashed nearly her left shoulder, which seemed to be broken, and the pain made it impossible for anyone to stand still, and she couldn't help but fall backwards.

Mark gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and swung a sword at the female warrior with his right hand.

The female warrior had seen that Mark had no power to parry, and her heavy sword swung in reverse and swung at his right arm, and the sword in her right hand was slashed out by her, flying directly out of the curtain. A blood earthworm immediately appeared on the arm.

"Ahh

The female warrior swept away another sword before his body touched the ground, like a gust of wind, and struck Mark on the head.

Several movements are performed in one go, without the slightest hesitation, and the posture is beautiful, like a dance.

Mark fell to the ground, feeling very dizzy, and something sticky to his head. There was a huge cheer from the crowd in the stands.

Several ambulance crews hurriedly carried me away on a stretcher, looking at the spinning sky and knowing that I had lost.

"There's no shame in you losing to her. The owner of the arena walked into the ambulance tent, looked at the embarrassed Mark, squatted down, and wiped his forehead with a white towel.

"You just played against Xie Ruina, one of the famous Three Masters of Zenda. She is a strong woman in the martial arts arena, with fierce and domineering swordsmanship, and has been the runner-up of three consecutive Kingdom Athletic Tournaments. Ordinary men don't dare to mess with her. There are countless veteran fighters who have lost under her, and today you were also unlucky, and you were drawn to play against her in the first round. But thank God, your life is still there, see, this is one of the best in a hundred, you didn't hit her with a single sword, she defeated you with only two swords, and also chopped the shield. Haha, take care of your injuries, I said earlier that the arena is not a place where everyone can come and play. ”

Mark lay in the ambulance tent in the arena for a while, and felt that his head was not so painful, so he started to do it, and when he touched it, he found that his forehead was swollen. The wound on the right hand has been bandaged.

Today, I have seen the level of a real master, and with the ability to smash shields with those three swords, ordinary people may not be able to practice it in three or five years. But she is only a young woman, and it seems that no one in this world can be underestimated.

Mark has always felt that he is a strong martial artist and can't wait to try his hand at the arena. The first time I participated today, I didn't finish a single round before I was carried out.

Out of the arena, it was already dusk. The wind brought the chill of the northern regions, whistling, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it looked gloomy, and the footsteps of winter were beginning to approach.

He lost this game, which also means that he will not see the girl he loves.