Chapter Ninety-Three: Victory
As time went on, more and more viewers saw the weirdness of the situation on the field. The long sword in Paul's hand www.biquge.info sharp, one long sword danced vigorously, it seemed to have the upper hand but never touched Leo's body, and on the other side, Leo moved left and right and looked embarrassed but never showed flaws.
Every time the magic sword brushed Leo's side, Miss Winnie couldn't help but let out a scream, a pair of apricot eyes did not leave Leo's figure for a moment, her hands tightly twisted together, and when Leo flashed an attack, Miss Winnie exhaled lightly, and her mind relaxed a little. At Miss Winnie's side, Baron Duke, who was a bystander, knew that before he knew it, his niece's heart had been completely placed on Leo's body.
The more he fought, the more frightened he became, and the more impatient Paul became, he knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated when he was physically exhausted. At this moment, in Paul's eyes, Leo was deliberately playing with himself, wanting to make the Milne family's face fall to the ground, and then recalling his father's expectations when he handed over the magic sword to him yesterday, Paul turned his heart and glared at Leo angrily, even if he lost both, he couldn't let this damn hillbilly be humiliated.
Under the guidance of Feng Xifan's Qianli Transmission, Leo tried his best to dodge Paul's attack, and suddenly felt Paul's attack suddenly stop. I saw that at the hilt of the magic sword in Paul's hand, a turquoise ** crystal suddenly lit up, and a breeze enveloped Paul's whole body, and I saw that the clothes on his body brought ripples, and his shiny and silky blonde hair was also fluttering in the wind.
"Ah, it's magic! That sword is the magic sword of the Milne family!" someone in the crowd recognized the heirloom of the Milne family.
Some of the nobles present came from a large family with a long tradition, and they all turned their eyes to Viscount Rubin, as if they were questioning this almost cheating behavior of the Milne family, but Viscount Rubin's face was unmoved, and the temple priest, who was the referee, did not announce Paul's violation, so the duel still went on.
With the activation of the magic, Paul felt that his body was light, and a force filled his body, as if his body could not feel resistance, and all his movements were much lighter.
Paul once again launched a stormy attack on Leo with a long sword, this time Paul's movements were much faster than before, Leo was extremely difficult to resist again, and in a few moves, his body was swept by the magic sword several times, bringing up blood flowers.
"Despicable! Shameless!" Miss Winnie exclaimed, watching Leo almost burst out of her throat as she watched Leo cut through Paul's sword.
Feng Xifan, who was outside the court, couldn't hold it anymore, quietly put his left hand into his sleeve, quietly pinched a few stones, and once his life was in danger, even if he fouled, he had to secretly help Leo.
However, the more Leo on the field reached the critical moment of his life, his mind calmed down, and he became more and more attentive and held his breath to carefully observe Paul's movements, trying his best to predict the direction of his sword momentum, and some of the essence of swordsmanship explained by Feng Xifan in the past gradually emerged and integrated into understanding.
In just a few exchanges, Leo felt that his understanding of swordsmanship had reached a higher level, and some of the incomprehensible points of the past were as clear as the fog had dissipated. Although Paul's sword momentum fell like a torrential rain, it was slowly no longer so strict in Leo's eyes, and the pause law and sword momentum when the sword was withdrawn and the sword momentum was gradually mastered by Leo, and even some of Paul's bad sword collection habits were noticed by Leo.
Just when Leo dodged a stab from Paul, and Paul subconsciously made an elegant but unreasonable sword retraction action, Leo keenly seized this opportunity, his body's dodge action stopped, his feet were slightly forced, and he pounced towards Paul with a reverse fit, and the sword in his hand was also thrown towards Paul's long sword.
Leo's sudden counterattack was completely unexpected by Paul, and the subconscious sword retraction action slowed down the speed of his sword again, and was blocked by the broken sword thrown by Leo, and he couldn't react for a while and was bullied by Leo to get closer.
It was not easy to find Paul's flaw, and Leo, who was only half an arm's length away from Paul at this moment, naturally would not allow Paul to use his sword again, and he launched a series of attacks on Paul with his fists and feet.
The magic sword that is several feet long can't be used at all for Leo who is close to him, and out of the importance of aristocratic demeanor, Paul, who usually only practices swordsmanship, doesn't know anything about the kind of vulgar fists and kicks of the lower riba people.
The audience outside the arena saw Leo's god-like counterattack, and Paul's previous cheating with the magic sword was too despised, and everyone shouted excitedly and cheered for Leo. Miss Winnie also clenched her pink fists, and cheered for Leo in complete disregard of the image of the lady! Her precious daughter's complete disregard for the image made Viscount Brontë feel a deep headache again and again.
And Viscount Rubin, when Paul was counterattacked by Leo, his face instantly lengthened a lot, and his face turned a little blue, and several vassals who were patting the horses beside him also stopped, and they all didn't know what to do in embarrassment.
Seeing that Leo had the initiative in the duel, Feng Xifan slowly put away the stone in his hand, and his triangular eyes were full of appreciative smiles, he knew that Leo would be more refined in swordsmanship after this battle.
Under Leo's punches and kicks, Paul was completely panicked, and the long sword in his right hand could not be used, so he had to use his left hand to dance around and try to resist the fists that rained down, but unfortunately it was completely useless. In a few moments, Paul's handsome face was bruised, his nose was crooked, the corners of his mouth were broken, one eye was still dark, and his hair was scattered like a madman.
Not only was his body full of Leo's punches and kicks, but he also kept hearing the cheers of the audience outside the arena for Leo, the ridicule of his contempt, especially Miss Winnie's crisp and pleasant cheering for Leo, which was like a sharp knife inserted into Paul's fragile heart.
I heard Paul suddenly scream under Leo's fists and feet, and suddenly fell straight to the ground, and the temple priest on the side stepped forward to stop Leo's movements, pulled him away, and then leaned over to check Paul's condition.
After confirming that Paul was stunned, the priest of the temple raised Leo's right hand and announced that the winner of the duel was Baron Leo.
At this time, there was a thunderous cheer in the square, and after the chief priest of the temple announced the results, Miss Winnie completely put aside the reserve and shyness of the noble lady, ran towards Leo with her skirt in her hand, and threw herself into Leo's arms.
"It looks like our victor has won the heart of the beautiful Miss Winnie!" said the Priestess, who had rarely been serious, made a witty joke.