Downstairs, Watson's excited teeth chattered, forced his joy, and held the blazing sword in one hand, continuing to stimulate Frederick: "Or I will pronounce the death sentence on you, and all this will be decided by God." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Count Frederick's physical strength was limited, and he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands at the beginning, raised the power sword horizontally, pressed the horse step slightly, and his cheeks twitched slightly: "The blazing sword restrains the plate armor of the world, but I don't have that thing on me." Aren't you panicking?" he mocked contemptuously, and then, as Watson frowned, he dragged his sword and ran, the tip of his power sword sparking sparks on the floor tiles, and he charged!

Sir Raymond of Fort William grinned at this, and whispered beside Jacob: "Not good! The power sword is too heavy, and the count can only drag the sword to charge!

Lily couldn't help but worry and nervous, her body trembled like a high fever, and she couldn't help but hold her chest and bow her head and shout: "Perverted Earl, you must win!"

Sir Jacob looked up in annoyance, and muttered through gritted teeth, "What are you shouting about, woman, will disturb the Count's strategy!"

The Watson knight did not move, his eyes were fixed on the power sword that was dragging and charging, and a series of calculations were launched in his heart: the current speed of the power sword was 6 knots, the sword speed after acceleration in the first gear was 16 knots, and the charge speed of the earl was 3 meters per second, which was equivalent to a confrontation in two seconds.

This kind of sword speed, which belongs to the civilian level, did not pose the slightest threat to Watson, he didn't even wear a knight's helmet, but just concentrated on holding the blazing sword, waiting for the second when he could pick up the power sword with all his strength.

These data are more clear and familiar in the hearts of Lancelot and the three knights. The Count's valiant charge in Lily's mind is of no use to death in the eyes of the knight.

Suddenly, the full and sexy voice of the cappella sounded suppressively, and the beginning of this affectionate slow singing was originally like an intimate seduction, but in the minds of the knights, they felt a confident firebird raise its head for the first time!

"At first sight, I fell in love with the figure,

The fantasy of selfless pursuit,

These forbidden things,

It's as alluring as a flower. ”

As the knights watched helplessly, Elaine stroked her chest and couldn't help but sing the old song "Forbidden Fruit" she had written in the Ten Elven Kingdoms. Because in the lonely back of the Earl, who charged alone, she saw courage, hope, light, and strength.

The knights' iron armor swayed, and they were sickened by the song: it is true that challenging the strong will cost them their lives, and taking Watson to the Dharma will cause war. But the Count rushed to Watson with his sword in his hand, for he wanted to defend justice with his sword, because he wanted to restore his dignity with blood, because these forbidden fantasies were as tempting as flowers!

And Count Frederick is the one who charges into a messy future!

The sonorous and charming melody gave Frederick a shot in the arm, and he suddenly felt light, as if flying with that sexy and full voice, and even the power sword in his hand was not so heavy!

Frederick's clenched teeth finally let go, and he roared in anger, dragging the sparkling sword blade and speeding towards Watson, who was waiting for him!

Watson was so confused by the singing that the timing was inaccurate, and he roared angrily: "Stupid mortal, you can't even catch my sword!" Since the square inch was messed up, Watson no longer calculated, held the flaming flaming sword high with both hands, and slashed down without hesitation, even if it was Lancelot in front of him, Watson was confident to split him in two!

Because this is a swing of the sword with ease!

The most frightening thing is that Count Frederick still dragged his sword and rushed forward, and he didn't even raise the power sword, let alone pinch the clutch to accelerate.

Jacob had been monitoring Watson's Divine Grace radiation power all the time, and he couldn't help but shout: "Watson's radiation power reaches 169!

The fiery sword slashed down with a speed of 10 knots, and the heavy spine of the sword sucked in the wind, making the fire burn vigorously, like the fiery sword of the Angel of Judgment, and there was no defense under this sword!

Frederick's eyes widened, staring at the incoming flaming sword as if he were looking directly at the sun, remembering the sword's powerful trajectory, and then dragged the sword with both hands, and rushed forward with a roar.

"Ahh

Elaine's singing voice is getting better, the words are more powerful, the high pitch is irrepressible, the sexy voice is full of queen-like power, and the words and lyrics hit Frederick's heart, producing a happy and trembling resonance:

"The more I miss it, the more confusing it becomes,

The more you desire, the more you can't help yourself,

The dream of love is firmly believed,

If conformity suffocates me,

Isn't it to live to break taboos? ”

Frederick closed his eyes to feel the blazing sword wind in his face, his blue hair fluttering behind his head, and when he heard the last lyrics, he suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed, "It's a great feeling to be out of the way!"

Before the words landed, the flames were added, and the red-hot serrated blade of the blazing sword was already imminent, and the earl's power sword was still dragging on the right side. Frederick pressed his center of gravity and sprinted to the left, only to see the 70-pound flaming greatsword brushing against Frederick's cheek, shaving off his shirt on his right shoulder, and his right arm was blood-red.

"Get out of the way!" Lily covered her lips on the second floor.

As Frederick dodged the sword, he watched as the greatsword swung an inch above his cheek, and the details on the spine were clear, for at that moment, the fiery fiery sword occupied his entire field of vision, obscuring the entire sky.

Then he dragged his sword and rushed forward, passing by Watson in a "hoeing posture", and then kicked the wine table behind Watson with all his might, turned around towards Watson with his strength, jumped high, and the power sword that had been dragging on the right side was finally raised above his head, like a judgment falling from the sky, and slashed unstoppably at the back of Watson's head!

In everyone's eyes, Frederick was like a sprinting sardine, in the lightning and flint, he turned sharply to the left, dodged a sword, jumped up on the table with a dragonfly, flew into the air, pressed all his weight and all his speed on the power sword, and completed a thunderous sword comparable to that of an angel!

The wine table that was used by Frederick to borrow power flew two meters away with a "squeak" and slammed into the other row of wine tables, and the table legs scraped the floor tiles and made a harsh grinding sound, which made Watson's vest cold, and the remorse of dying suddenly rose, and then he felt the fear of underestimating the enemy - if he was defeated by Lancelot's ten swords, it was a lack of strength, then he was beheaded by Frederick's volley, which was a low IQ!

Watson regretfully realized that he had only relied on the sturdiness of the plate armor and the strength of the Awakened Knight, but he had forgotten how many disadvantages these advantages had brought him: he wore the best equipment on the mainland, the Blazing Sword 66 pounds, the winged shoulder armor, the breastplate, the full-body armor with a joint structure, and the two-layer chain drapery worn inside, totaling 264 pounds, and carrying a total of 330 pounds, which is equivalent to 150 kilograms.

Frederick's armament was: a noble lace shirt, a red bow tie, a black waistcoat, gold striped breeches, and standard military boots, totaling 2 kilograms.

So Frederick was different from Lancelot, Frederick had a long and slender body, and when he dragged his sword and sprinted, the weight was about equal to zero. Therefore, Frederick's need to dodge the fiery sword with a speed of 10 knots is also a high probability event that is "very likely to be achieved".

Then, the second when the flaming sword misses and Watson exposes his back will be the key to the fighter's turn.

And Elaine's cheerful and seductive singing voice is becoming more and more intoxicating, a love song is sung by her cheerful and lively, performed generously and firmly, lingering and compassionate, pouring out her indomitable heart!