"You're cheating!"

Ian looked up at Blount as he flew in the air, narrowing his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The knight was silent, holding up his silver spear, which shone brightly in the sunlight and could not be looked at. Then he swooped down and swooped down on Ian like a dragon.

Ian's pupils shrank, and he rolled to the other side, and the force of the swoop was enough, and he didn't want to resist the blow.

Bang!

The special stone slab of the dueling arena was lifted alive, and the most central one had been turned into rubble, and before Ian could counterattack, the shape of the horned spirit beast flew into the air again, brewing for the next round of attacks.

The audience in the dueling arena fell silent suddenly, and then suddenly erupted in curses.

"What kind of play is this? Scoundrel?"

"It's a shame that he's still a student in the first class, and even if he loses, it's better than being embarrassed here. ”

"What about your knight's code, has the knight's bravery been thrown away by you to feed the dogs?"

For a while, almost all the audience were angry, and even stood up and scolded.

They wanted to see a close and exciting confrontation, but they didn't expect Blount to use such an almost rogue fighting style, which made them extremely angry.

Ignoring the excitement of the crowd, Blunt raised the silver gun again, and under the infusion of vindictive energy, he was even more heroic.

Ian looked up, and a solemn Winnie held out five fingers, and there were only five minutes left.

Ian's eyes became solemn, and he took out the turquoise longbow with a flip of his hand, lightly clasped the bowstring, and three fighting arrows attached to it, pointing at Blont from afar.

"There you have appeared, Roman's amazing archery!" shouted one of the rangers in the audience.

"Come on, Roman, kill this insulting knight Blunte!" one of the knights shouted at the same time, treating Blunt as a disgrace.

"Roman ......"

Due to Blunt's actions, the cries on the battlefield are directed against Ian.

"You've been fooled like this, what do you think will happen if you still lose?" Ian said with a smile instead of attacking in a hurry.

"Pedantic!"

Blunt snorted coldly and raised his voice: "The so-called knights are just warriors on mounts, and those tattered and outdated knightly creeds should have been abolished a long time ago...... Is there a rule that says you can't fly in the ring?"

"Yes, too"

Ian tightened his bowstring and said with a smile, "Then I don't have any mental pressure."

"What?"

Blunt was shocked, and saw three pitch-black arrows shooting at him one after another, bringing a burst of wind to the wind.

"This attack wants to hit me too?"

Blunt sneered, and without an order, the horned spirit beast with which he had a heart had avoided the arrow's attack, and then swooped down towards Ian with a roar.

"Spiral shooting!"

The silver spear was shining with golden light, and the fighting qi was spiraling on the silver spear, which greatly enhanced its power, even if it rubbed a little skin, the force of the spiral was enough to engulf the entire arm into it.

Ian rolled over again to dodge, and then took advantage of the gap to take out the physical arrow from the spatial ring and fired three shots in a row, but was easily blocked by Blunt.

"Is your attack already weak to this extent?"

Brandt laughed, didn't choose to stay on the ground, and flew into the air again, even though the situation was good, he didn't let his guard down in the slightest.

Ian gasped and got up from the ground, his eyes no longer as calm as before.

"Roman, come on!"

"Kill the scum of Blount!"

The voices in the audience were much lower, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Ian could do nothing about Blount in the air.

"Brother" Devile clenched her fists and looked at the field with a worried expression.

"Three minutes to go," Winnie muttered, her eyes fixed on Ian, and she said to herself, "If it was Ian, how would you deal with it now?"

Ian was silent, and pulled his longbow again, and three more physical arrows, this time Blunt didn't dodge, Ian's attack made a mistake, and the third arrow hit the buttocks of the other two arrows, and the three arrows didn't touch Blunt, so they fell diagonally and stuck in the ground.

"Where are you aiming?"

Blunt laughed and swooped down again, faster than before, and he was bound to get the blow.

Ian dodged again, kept his head down, and then took advantage of Blount to not fly, and fired an arrow into the floor beneath him.

Scold!

The six arrows that fell to the ground suddenly brightened, bursting out six black rays, and the seven arrows connected end to end, opening six light curtains, and then the light curtains merged with each other, unfolding a two-meter-high barrier.

"Seven Stars Yaoya, you can't be wrong, this is the secret technique of the ancient elf clan, Seven Star Yaoya!" one of the rangers exclaimed in exclamation, his face turned red, and he pulled his companion aloud.

"After hiding for so long, it's time for a head-on fight, right?"

Ian withdrew his bow and said maliciously.

"Do you think you're winning?"

The knight carried the family heirloom glory and fighting spirit, and the way of lust and inwardness.

Ian walked unhurriedly towards Blunt, and the pitch-black crosssword reappeared, and said leisurely

"You seem to be cautious in the battle just now, but in fact you are just cowardice, if you are careful, you will find that the last two times I shot are physical arrows, this kind of arrows made of Mithril can store fighting energy for a period of time, if you don't find this, your defeat is already doomed. ”

"Shut up!"

Blunt's face was hideous, and he had long since lost his previous calmness, driving the horned spirit beast to attack.

"I'm going to correct you with two things. ”

Ian raised his crosssword, the first, and struck it at the side of Blunt's spear, causing it to froze.

"First, a warrior on a mount is never a knight. ”

The second sword, Ian slashed at the leg of the horned spirit beast, the horned spirit beast was in pain, and couldn't help but fall, and the Blunt, who was already out of balance, flipped down directly.

"Second point"

Ian instantly moved to Blunt's side, looking at him condescendingly, waving his sword as words slowly spat out of his mouth.

"A knight who sticks to his creed is definitely not pedantic, but a knight who is truly respected!"

The third sword, the fourth sword......

Reverse Cross Slash!

By the time Ian stopped attacking, Bront had passed out, covered in blood, staining the stone floor red.

"In the second game of the sixth round, Ian wins!"

"Roman is pretty!"

"I'll just say Roman can't lose!"

......

The stage erupted in warm applause, and countless people chanted Roman's name, bringing the atmosphere to another climax.

Only then did Ian silently walk up to the audience, ignoring the countless students who were happy, silent, and silent in his memories.

"Brother Ian, I will definitely become the greatest knight!"

"Brother Ian, I said that as long as I haven't fallen, no one can hurt you in the slightest!"

"Ian Brother ......"

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Ian sighed softly and looked into the distance, wondering if the stupid boy back then had his head enlightened.

Did you become the knight you call you? Kenan.