When he came back to his senses, Yuri found himself weightless, flying in mid-air, enveloped in a soft light.

――Haha...... In the end, I lost.

The domineering magic that eroded the flesh - the power of the Holy Spirit had slowly faded, and the young man in black closed his eyes and waited quietly to fall.

"Ho ho ho ho ...... Yuri, I can't imagine that you will be a hanger, but once you get serious, you will still work hard. ”

But he didn't wait for the impact of falling to the ground, but was picked up by a broad and solid heart.

"Old man...... Not good...... Meaning, the result is still ......"

"Needless to say, your fighting posture is in the eyes of the old man and everyone. It's just that, after all, you're too young, don't easily fight for your life for the sake of impulse. Otherwise, in the adventurer's business, you won't live long. Anyway, rest lad. ”

On the other side, Knight Frey landed on one knee, panting heavily. It seems that the spear of light he used just now has consumed a lot of his physical strength.

Chris, a chestnut-haired knight, came to his side and held out his hand to him with a smile.

"Good work, Frey. ”

"Thank you......"

He won the competition, but Frey didn't look happy. He buried his head, silently grabbed his colleague's hand, and as soon as he stood up, he walked straight in Yuri's direction with swaying steps.

Yuri gently broke free of Whitehouse's shoulders and staggered forward with a staggering step that seemed to fall at any moment.

At this time, the two young men were exhausted and scarred.

They did not exchange any words, but after a moment of silence and staring at each other, they turned their backs to their former friends and walked towards their companions in the stands.

Watching the two leave the arena represents the opening of the second competition.

"Mr. Whitehouse, it's our turn next. ”

Chris came to the white-haired old man, still polite.

"That's right, ho ho ho...... But before that, the old man had some problems. Is that okay?"

"Of course, excuse me...... As long as it's not a question that you can't comment, you will definitely know everything in the future. ”

"First question, I can assume that you are the leader of the 'Legendary Blade', right?"

"No, there is no rank in our Order, and all members are of equal rank regardless of age and seniority. And the reason why I am the chief is only because I am the first person to get the 'group qualification', that's all. ”

"Whoa...... Without a leader, this is really a strange organization, so what are the qualifications for the so-called 'Legendary Blade'?"

"I don't know if it's a question. ”

Chris shook his head.

"Heh, to put it another way, does the qualification of the 'Legendary Blade' have anything to do with the 'Elven Blessing'?"

“.................. Again, I would like to advise you. ”

This time, Chris shook his head again after a moment of silence.

"Ho ho ho, the old man understands...... Putting aside the internal structure of your knights, the old man also listened to the conversation between the blonde boy and Yuri just now. Including you, I feel that you are not as vicious as the rumors are in the market, nor do you look like the extremist organization that carried out the 'bloody crackdown' ten years ago. ”

"It's over, but Mr. Whitehouse, as Yuri says, we are at best 'watchdogs' loyal to the Empire, and we will carry out all the cruel orders we must, and we will never be relentless...... So, you don't have to think too highly of us. ”

In the face of the praise of the white-haired old man, Chris did not think so, but calmly admitted the notoriety that the "Legendary Blade" has always carried.

"Whoa...... I see. All right...... Although there are still many questions that the old man wants to ask, I will stop for now and wait until the end of the competition. After all, it's not good to keep the audience waiting too long. ”

Finally, Whitehouse took a step and walked slowly onto the training ground, "The old man is also an old bone." It's really powerless to make a fuss like that just now. Let's try it in a different way, boy.

"Yes, as I am told. ”

The chestnut-haired knight didn't even listen to the way he was playing, so he simply promised.

"Ho ho ho, good boy, the old man likes you more and more. The method of the competition is very simple - just one trick. If you can take the old man's trick, this competition will be considered qualified. ”

After saying that, Whitehouse pulled out the broadsword that he had loved for decades.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but at the moment when the blade was unsheathed, the air in the entire underground training ground froze. A feeling of dampness hit everyone, like the calm before a storm.

"The old man's weapon is called 'Black Rose'. Although it is not as good as the legendary 'Holy Sword', it is also a rare weapon. ”

At the mention of the word 'Holy Sword', Whitehouse accentuated his tone and threw a meaningful smile at his rival knight.

"Ahaha......"

Chris smiled bitterly twice, and subconsciously touched his hand to the hilt of the long sword hanging from his waist.

"You said before, 'You know how to seal the dragon,' right, do you want to use 'that'?"

"You're really well-informed. It seems that nothing can be hidden from you......"

Chris didn't deny it and nodded honestly.

"Ho ho ho ho ...... The swordsman who wields the 'Holy Sword' is like the 'Holy King of the Dragon Slayer' in the founding myth of the country. But young man, the so-called 'hero', the road in front of you can be uneven......"

"You're worrying too much about the old man...... Although he is not a hero, he still has the determination to use 'this sword' to blaze a trail!"

"Oh...... Very good! Then let the old man try your determination! Be careful, young man, the old man is old, his hands and feet are not good, and he can't control the weight ......of his shots lately!"

As soon as the words fell, the fierce fighting spirit rolled into a golden whirlwind, bursting out from the old man's strong body.

Whitehouse put the broadsword on the upper section, he didn't say a word, only the dirt at his feet couldn't stand the ravages of the fighting spirit and cracked, and a black mist gradually filled the blade.

"The golden fighting spirit, could it be that the old man and the strongest warrior who has reached the 'Holy Rank' can compete with the dragon clan in legend?"

"Hah! Of course you don't know if you're a newcomer! The old man is a legend of the association, and the 'Holy Order' or something was decades ago, although the actual scene of power is also the first time I've seen it!"

"But, but, what is the turbidity on the knife!?"

Obviously, the dark and thick ominous aura was in stark contrast to the golden fighting aura emanating from Whitehouse, which was some kind of dark, heterogeneous terrifying power.

"That's the power of Hydra...... The old man's 'Black Rose' was made from the skin and bones of the Hydra he hunted with his own hands, and the blade was infused with the Hydra's magic core powder. Not only that, even after thirty years, the powerful resentment and magic power of the S-level demonic beast still can't be dissipated, and the current 'Black Rose' is undoubtedly a 'demon knife', if the willpower is not enough, or the body is not strong enough, I am afraid that it will immediately be devoured by this magic power and there is no ...... left of the bones!"

At this time, Thomas, who was the most senior present, explained to everyone the origin of the broadsword in the white-haired old man's hand and the source of the dark turbidity, and then he whispered to himself with a sad face, "This is too much...... You don't want to kill Chris...... do you?

"Hmph...... Don't worry, Thomas's ......" Yuri, who had just experienced a fierce battle, his voice was weak, but his face had already regained his usual unruly smile, "Although the old man is indeed as strong as a monster, if you take that trick head-on, it is impossible for anyone to get out of it." But Chris, the only guy is going to be fine......"

"What are you talking about, stinky boy! You mean the old man will lose to that little white face!? Are you favoring your former boss?"

"It's not that I'm biased against him, I'm just illustrating a very unreasonable reality...... As long as Chris, that guy still has 'that sword' in his hand, then whether it is the golden fighting qi or the turbidity of the S-class demonic beast, there is absolutely nothing in this world that can touch him for half a cent............!

Before Yuri could finish his sentence, Whitehouse let out a lion-like howl and swung his broadsword.

The blade shook the atmosphere, fusing the golden waves of qi with the turbidity of the broadsword, drawing a huge, dark golden crescent moon in midair.

This crescent-shaped air slash flew straight in the direction of Chris, and on the trajectory it leaped over, the mud and sand were swept away for dozens of meters, and dragged into a dark gray tail, and the followers ravaged the air with the crescent moon and leaped forward.

Whitehouse was just such a casual slash, both in power and range, better than the winning light gun that Frey had thrown at Yuri before. If measured by the standard of magic, it is already above the tactical-level fifth-order magic in terms of destructive power. If it is positively concentrated, then there is no doubt that the mortal body of the flesh will be crushed to pieces by this powerful force.

However, Chris did not move at all, only the bangs on his forehead and the bright red cloak behind him, which fluttered violently in the air current.

He didn't dodge, he didn't seem to give up on himself, he just calmly and confidently waited for the crescent-shaped qi slash to fly towards him, and it wasn't until the fighting spirit was almost the limit distance that he was involved in it, and Chris finally made a move...... Still, he didn't choose to defend like Frey, but made a very simple move - draw his sword.

The blade that exuded a lilac luster met the turbid gold fighting qi that was like a natural disaster, sending a clean and neat, but extremely simple slash. In terms of power, Weigu's greatsword is much more powerful, if it is compared to speed, it is far less than Asbel's [Light Slashing Sword], and if it is about skill, it is even less than Mira's free-flowing magic sword skill.

However, it was such an unremarkable slash that cut off the fighting spirit of the legendary 'Holy Rank' warrior and the magic power of the S-class demonic beast in the air without modification.

What an incredible sight, only to see the turbid golden crescent moon cut in half, slashing close to Chris's sides, and hitting the walls on both sides of him in a V-shape. The wall of the training ground, which is made of bricks and stones, was easily blown through like tofu, leaving only two large pits that were ventilated.

Chris didn't look back to see the spectacle, just let his chestnut hair be blown away by the blast behind him, and kept swinging his sword.

"How...... How could it be ......"

"Old, I didn't dream, did I...... What happened just now...... What the hell is that kid ......?"

"Unexpectedly...... With a one-handed swing of the sword, he cut off Whitehouse's fighting spirit......!"

This time, even the well-informed Thomas couldn't help but be shocked.

"Huh...... I'll just say it......" Only Yuri let out two dry laughs, as the result was just as he expected.

The knights of the Legendary Blade, like Yuri, did not show too much surprise at the result created by Chris, but rather the power displayed by the white-haired old man that made them tremble.

"It's amazing...... 'humans' can do this!"

Among them, Mira, a female knight who is as beautiful as a fairy, is the most shocking of the few.

"Ho ho ho ho ...... Beautiful! Hahahahahahaha! Beautiful! It's so beautiful! It's the old man who loses!

Whitehouse laughed heartily as he put away his fighting spirit, sent the demon knife 'Black Rose' into the scabbard, and loudly declared his towel.

"Agreed, Mr. Whitehouse. ”

Chris remained as kind as ever, and pulled the sword back to his waist.

"I really can't imagine it! The old man thought that you would only use the sword to 'dodge' the attack, but he didn't expect that he had already practiced the realm of 'slashing' at a young age! All in all, the 'dimensional slash' of the holy sword opened the old man's eyes! Abide by the agreement, the command of the Dragon Slaying Alliance this time will be handed over to the chief knight of your 'Legendary Blade'. ”

In this way, the strongest alliance army of the imperial capital Zesertoria was born - the goal, to defeat the demon dragon.