In an instant, Huai Shi's movements changed from sluggish to dexterous.

It was as if he had become a swimming fish, blended into the ocean, and swam in the air like a fly, and at the last moment he flashed the impact of the white horse and smiled at the prince.

Immediately after, with the turbulent undercurrent in the sea, the sword and axe fell without delay.

Fast as the wind!

At the Grand Bench, the representative of Theravada Tantra stopped in amazement: "That's ......"

"Well, what's wrong?" the representative next to him asked, "Do you see something?"

"No, it's nothing, I admit it's wrong. ”

The representative shook his head slowly, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated.

Although it looks like the Theravada Tantra's double sword technique, the movements are plausible, and the core is completely different, most likely a coincidence, right?

Is there really such a coincidence?

Huai poems are like fish in water!

This set of double swords, which had been fully integrated into the playing method, unfolded again in Huai Shi's hands, and with the accent of the axe blade falling, an undercurrent of disturbance was set off in the air, and then the short knife pierced out, bypassing the blade and stabbing the prince in the neck.

The white horse suddenly turned around in the sea, and the iron hooves kicked over, but the water pushed Huai Shi to flash calmly, and the blade slashed again, and was blocked by the blade.

Impeccable swordsmanship unfolded from the depths of the sea, and even under the weight and resistance of the sea, the prince was still graceful and unembarrassed.

The white horse charged, and the blade swept.

This time, it turned out to be evenly matched!

"Awesome. ”

In the suffocation, Huai Shi's lips opened and closed, not sparing admiration and appreciation.

The prince smiled, as if to say to each other, and the sword suddenly burst with strength, pushing Huai Shi away.

Huai Shi chased after him, and the spear stabbed out, but the ocean disappeared in an instant.

The two of them landed, the platform suddenly bulged, and the stage turned an ominous gray black, and when the light gray light reflected overhead, turning into dark clouds, he smelled a hallucinatory pungent smell of sulfur in his nose......

A sense of uneasiness suddenly emerged.

As he approached, the ground in front of him suddenly cracked, and the boy's pursuit came to an abrupt halt, for a roll of red cloth flew from it and rose into the sky......

Like lava spewing out of a volcano!

Even if it's a red cloth, if it's covered by it, I'm afraid it will burn in an instant, right?

Unable to move forward, Huai Shi dodged backwards, but in the air, he struggled to throw a heavy axe blade at the torrent in front of him.

A mournful roar burst out of the sky.

The blade swirled and sank into the magma, tearing the red cloth and burning crimson, whirling with a raging fire towards the prince's face.

The prince ducked sideways, letting the blade of the axe fly past his ears.

Immediately afterward, he saw a chain flying after him, tied to the handle of the axe.

Huai Shi, pull suddenly!

The axe blade is gone and back!

In the high-pitched voice of the collision of gold and iron, a scar appeared on the prince's cheek, and the elegance was no longer there, but the expression became more and more dignified and majestic.

The white horse neighed angrily, bypassing the flying lava and galloping towards Huaishi's impact.

Piercing of the sword.

Collapse!

Spears and blades collide in the air.

Huai Shi withdrew, and her movements suddenly froze...... His cuffs were bitten by a white horse!

Can it still be like this?

The blade had slashed down towards his arm!

At the last moment, he summoned the sacrificial knife and held it upside down, but the blade traveled above the blade, and in the end, he left a deep scar on Huaishi's elbow.

The white horse and Huai poems staggered past and landed.

The volcano had vanished without a trace, and in the midst of the drastic change of the scene, the two men were already standing at the top of the cathedral, their feet on the towering flying buttresses, and behind them were towers that pointed like blades into the sky.

The white horse turned deftly at the top of the church, and the prince on horseback stared at the boy in the distance and grinned: "That's amazing, Huaishi." ”

"Each other, each other. ”

Huai Shi twisted her neck, put a handful of silver blood potion on the wound on her elbow, raised her head and asked, "It seems that it is very hard to endure, Your Highness, do you have any other tricks?"

"That's right. The prince bowed his head.

"So, are you merciful to your subordinates?" Huai Shi couldn't help laughing: "I thought that going all out was the best way to respect the opponent." ”

"It's so nice to have an opponent like you, Huaishi. ”

The prince on the white horse smiled, as if regretful: "Although this is a bit excessive, I just don't want this battle to end too quickly." ”

"Only to this extent, the battle will end soon, Your Highness. ”

The flame of the mountain ghost rose from the young man's body, and Yu Bu's strength exploded, and the footprints were deeply imprinted on the stone carvings of the church, and the young man was moving forward, grinning, and telling him word by word: "I am very powerful." ”

"Is that so?"

Staring into the young man's eyes, the prince was silent for a moment, and then suddenly laughed: "Then so be it! Huaishi, as you wish, I will do my best, so—don't lose too quickly!"

At that moment, the prince on the white horse once again raised the sword in his hand, and the erected blade reflected his handsome face, as dignified as a prayer.

Call into the distance.

"—Ma'am, please sing for me!"

And so, the soft sound of the harp sounded like a dream.

Just behind the curtain on the left side of the stage, a young girl appeared, plucking the harp in her hand, humming softly, as if through thousands of years, yesterday's song and today's song reappeared.

The legend of the past is now happening.

The forgotten prince regained his feet in front of the enemy.

The impassioned sound of the horn stirred from the melody, and in the cheers of countless phantoms, behind the curtain, a faint and high-pitched song sounded.

Is that......

Huaishi's pupils contracted, and then he heard the chanting from the prince.

“To be， or not to be: that is the question......”

Reciting the famous verses that have been passed down through the ages, the prince raised the blade of his sword, and in the poignant and high-pitched singing, it was as if he had grasped his own destiny.

The legendary prince, the legendary knight, stands in front of Huai Shi at this moment.

An aura of glory rose above his head, a brilliant glow condensed on the blade of his sword, and with the roar of the white horse, a pair of massive wings spread out from his body, swirling the air, setting off a hurricane, and soaring above the sky.

"Pegasus?"

Huai Shi stared up at the prince who was high above the sky in a daze, "It's okay to fight with BGM, and it's like magic, it's too much!"

"Listen, Huaishi!"

Above the sky, the prince smiled and proudly spread his arms: "This is the sad song of our old days, and this is the ode and praise of my people to me from the bottom of their hearts.

The so-called prince is by no means alone! what is the difference between a prince who has no people and no land to protect and a beggar?"

Behind the curtain, the girl's singing voice gradually became high-pitched, and in the melody that shook the soul, the white horse neighed, and the first horn was born, shining like the sun.

Immediately after, the wind howled, and Pegasus galloped in.

Rumble!

Just one hit.

Huai Shi flew out upside down, feeling a burst of blackness in front of him.

As the sound of the horse's hooves approached, the white horse trampled in the air and roared like a drum, and the chant behind the curtain rose to its peak again, and the cold female voice burst upward, and the unbelievable high notes turned into lamentations and protests against fate.

The chorus of countless people rang out.

Above the prince's blade, the light is blazing.

Slash down!

Huai Shi retreated again, feeling that his arms were unconscious, and the whole person flew back several meters again, spitting out blood with a wow, dumbfounded.

The spear, propping up the body.

He stared at the prince in the distance, but he felt a sense of weakness in his heart.

It's just that it has grown wings, it's just that it's a little stronger, it's just that it's just able to shine...... But it makes people feel powerless.

It was as if thousands of people were following him.

The prince stood on his own kingdom, on his own stage, and the people sang of his greatness and majesty, justice and wisdom, gentleness and determination.

The legend has truly come here, in the midst of this song.

"BGM, I have it too......"

Huai Shi drew his axe and swung it, and the hallucinatory sound of a cello sounded from behind the curtain behind him, so low that the prince immediately drew his sword and slashed again.

The symphony crushed the lonely cello with a roar.

Huai Shi staggered back.

"No, Huaishi, no. ”

The prince looked down at his embarrassed opponent and was unhappy with his immaturity: "If you are always alone, you will not always be victorious. If you're just a man, you don't deserve to be a prince!

Huai Shi coughed violently and gasped, "To be honest, I didn't think about it that much...... I knew I had brought a player here. ”

"Think about it, boy, think about it...... Isn't this the stage the time to show your bearing?"

The prince instigated the white horse, stepped forward, and angrily rebuked: "But where is the kingdom for which you are fighting, and where are the people you are protecting!"

Huaishi, if you are just so shallow, you will definitely lose!"

Isn't that the story of the so-called prince?

You won't be a king, you won't be hiding in a castle to sit in the chair that is the farthest away from people.

The prince rode on a white horse and walked between his lands.

Always young, always bright.

It's like a most tender dream.

It is precisely because of this that it will be loved by countless people, and because of this, it can be pinned on many hopes and aspirations. Always righteous, always gentle, carrying the expectations of the people, winning all battles, heroic, and never disappointing.

That's why we win all battles.

That's why it shines like a star!

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. ”

Huai Shi stared at his brilliant appearance and sighed enviously, "Not everyone can be as ...... as you"

You've never owned that kind of thing, have you?

After all, the prince or something...... At best, he can only follow Lao Liu to make a cameo appearance as a cowherd, and he can only be a little brother, being splashed with wine and ridiculed, and becoming an emoji.

Even if you have magic long hair, magic hands, you can talk to small animals, and someone will help you solve your problems, but that doesn't mean you're a prince, right?

No matter how glamorous the fake is, once it encounters the real one, it will be revealed in its original form.

What kind of prince is the prince of KTV!

He closed his eyes, exhaled the breath of anxiety in his heart, clenched his weapon, and invited the prince to fight.

"Come, Your Highness. He whispered, "Your enemy is here." ”

"Can't you even find a land to be protected?"

The prince lowered his eyes of pity and clenched the blade of his sword.

"So, let me end this fight......

He murmured softly, and the horse's hooves beat the earth.

In the majestic light, the Pegasus soared and sung by the multitude.

The prince raised the sword of light majestically and galloped towards Huaishi!

Immediately after, the light fell!

Huai Shi roared, hissed, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed forward.

At that moment, a roar erupted.

Hurricanes swept.

The spear and the blade of the sword are hard to shake in one place!

Unexpectedly...... Blocked?

Huai Shi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Silly boy. ”

The crow's sigh sounded in his ears: "Look behind you." ”

Then, in the dead silence, everyone heard it—behind Huai Shi, at the end of the stage, in the empty curtain, there was the sound of the door being pushed.

"Organ?"

An old and elegant voice sounded: "I happened to have studied a little bit." ”

So, the stool was pulled away.

The luthier takes a seat.

A faint cacophony of noise and confusion followed, followed by the sound of staggered and low footsteps coming from behind the door, and entering the theater as if the audience had entered.

Rickety old men and women led emaciated children, with the smell of wind and sand, came here from the forgotten story, looked at the audience uneasily, and at last, sat down in the choir chairs.

Immediately after, sailors who were telling bad jokes to each other walked in. The pipe-wielding captain walked in front, picked up the trombone in front of the chair, and turned back and commanded, "Go and beat the drums, and if you don't know how to beat them, just roar twice." ”

The sailors took their places, and one after another came out from behind the door, and came to their places, and with some difficulty picked up the instruments in front of them, not knowing how to use them.

In the blink of an eye, countless figures have filled the performance table behind the curtain, and the characters from the story have reappeared on this incredible stage, raising their instruments for their saviors.

Eventually, a gentle footstep stepped forward, and a slender figure stood at the forefront. The captain took off his pipe, as if stunned: "Little girl, are you here to sing?"

"yes. ”

The girl's voice laughed after a long absence, and she raised her head and looked at the stage. Through the thin curtain, she asked softly, "Can you start over, Mr. Huaishi?"

“...... Ah, anytime. ”

After a short silence, Huai Shi nodded slowly, holding back the joy and gratitude in her chest, her eyes red.

When he looked up at the long-awaited prince, he smiled.

"See? Your Highness. ”

Huai Shi once again raised the weapon in his hand: "My people have come to me, and my land is here!"