Time seems to have suddenly slowed down, as long as a century!

Erabella felt her heart beat fast, and she could hear every throb clearly.

Silent tears began to slide down her cheeks.

At such a moment, she regretted it immensely.

Why didn't you stop this duel in advance?

Fools also know how the unvindictive Lord Yifeng can be Shaquille's opponent!

In the tears, the little drops that intersected with Yifeng flowed from her eyes like flowing water.

"Hey, beautiful princess, don't think about it!"

Yifeng's wicked smile seemed to echo in his ears.

Bastard!

You don't have to go back on it!

Strangely, in such a moment, Irabella seemed to have a clear insight into everything in this situation.

A spring cicada, as if it couldn't stand such a nervous stimulus, buzzed and fluttered its wings and flew over the school grounds.

The crowd below craned their necks in unison, like ducks pinched by the throat, and almost instantly lost all sound, leaving only a long mouth and eyes that could not hide their horror.

At such a moment, how she wished that time could stop, even if it was delayed for a moment!

However, no matter how long the century is, it will eventually pass!

"Is it finally over?"

She muttered to herself, almost like that.

In my mind, Yifeng was picked up in the air like a broken rag doll, gulping blood.

For a long time, for a long time.

The expected screams did not come.

Instead, the entire school field suddenly erupted in a burst of boos, as if the seagulls on the seashore were frightened and suddenly took off!

Will there be a miracle?

Could it be that under such circumstances, His Excellency Yifeng is not dead?

Through the light between her fingers, Irabella suddenly noticed that the light in the palm of Magino beside him was gradually extinguished, and there was an obscure taste on his face, whether it was joy or surprise, or shame?

Ilabella's heart trembled, her face flushed, and her heart seemed to jump with joy.

Her little hand was taken down, and her eyelashes were like butterflies flapping their wings, unable to hide the ecstasy in her eyes.

However, the next moment, a nameless anger burned in her eyes.

Irabella suddenly wanted to turn into Shaquille and shoot the damn guy away.

"Why don't you die!"

Because, in the school field, the dust dissipated, and a horse's hoof print with obvious marks turned a huge arc in front of Yifeng.

Immediately, half of his body was still leaning back, his front hooves were kicking wildly, and his mouth was foaming at the mouth.

Shaquille, on horseback, was furious, his eyes red as if he wanted to eat people.

That's not the point!

The key is that Na Yifeng stood in the center of the field uncertainly, stretched out a palm, made a gesture of stopping, and kept his mouth in a roaring posture.

"Wait!

It is conceivable that Yifeng did such a move just now!

A knight can die in battle, but he must not surrender!

Especially on the occasion of such a duel, not to mention that the fight has not really started yet!

Irabella was so ashamed that she wanted to yell, I don't know this guy!

In fact, Ilabella is not alone!

The huge boos in the audience are the best proof of this.

Even Shaquille, who had managed to control the horse, was spinning around the wind in place.

"What do you mean by this? Is it surrender? Isn't it too late to remember to surrender?"

"It's not fair!"

Yifeng didn't seem to hear Shaquille's words, but yelled at Rasol, who was stunned on the sidelines.

"Why? He can ride a horse? It's not fair!"

Yifeng gestured to Shaquille's steed spinning in place.

Burst~~~

His Majesty, who was drinking, squirted out in one gulp and coughed violently!

Such an answer suddenly made Shaquille so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

"It's not fair, why didn't you say it just now? It's called unfair now! If it weren't for my Shaquille's riding skills, you'd be a mess of flesh by now!"

Yifeng slowly shook his clothes.

"You're too impatient! Excuse me, have you ever asked my opinion?"

Rasol blushed like a monkey's butt and thought for a moment.

I really haven't gotten Yifeng's consent!

It's not fair indeed!

Rasol looked up at Shaquille, who was dressed in armor, and the tall horse beneath him that was wrapped in iron armor and left only a pair of swarthy eyes.

Then he looked at a thin robe, like a rabbit shivering at the feet of the Colossus under Shaquille's shroud.

For the first time in my life, I felt as if I had made a big mistake.

The embarrassed Lasol had no choice but to turn his attention for help to Shaquille, whose nose was almost crooked.

"General Shaquille, why don't you get off your horse and do it again?"

Again?

Let's say it lightly!

The blow just now condensed all of Shaquille's spiritual power and fighting spirit, which was Shaquille's peak state.

In other words, even the current Shaquille is difficult to achieve this mysterious state!

It's like a strong man who has drunk some wine and is in the mood to have some fun, when he suddenly finds that his mistress's husband has come home, and he is quite sorry to say to him politely.

"Sorry to disturb the two of you!

Can you continue with this situation?

Shaquille is going crazy!

Rasol soon realised that he was wrong.

Being in justice, he didn't favor anyone, so he had to stop Shaquille's anger.

"You are riding a horse, and Lord Yifeng has no horse! Such a duel is indeed detrimental to the justice of the knights! However, if you dismount and do it again, it will be unfair to Lord Shaquille! Wait a minute, let's discuss it, okay?"

Lassol turned back and bumped into the referees.

This is the first time that people have encountered such a situation. Some of the referees objected, and some agreed with it, and the scene suddenly became anxious.

Looking at the small figure in the field compared to Shaquille again, Erabela's heart softened inexplicably, and she couldn't help but start worrying about Yifeng!

"Heram, what if Shaquille agrees? Even without a horse, Yifeng can't be his opponent! Maybe under the attack of the angry Shaquille, Yifeng's fate will be even worse?"

Hilam smiled and said casually.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, you are so careful! If it were really that simple, Master wouldn't be called Master!"

In order to reassure the princess, Hilam triumphantly pulled out the magic pistol at his waist and spun it around his fingers.

"Sure, that's what Mast wants?"

“......”

Irabella suddenly realized.

Think about another possibility.

"What if Shaquille doesn't agree?

Before the words came out, the referee team over there had already worked out a plan.

Rasol glanced at Yifeng with a guilty gaze, and came to the middle of the two and said loudly.

"The jury unanimously ruled that the initiative was given to General Shaquille! It was up to General Shaquille to decide whether or not to ride a horse to participate in the duel!"

All eyes of the audience suddenly focused on Shaquille's body.

How should Shaquille choose?

Do you choose the honor of the knight, or choose the merciless blow to the opponent?

Shaquille sneered, raised his fist high, and circled the field.

I just wanted to say a word, but I saw a wicked smile on the corner of Yifeng's mouth.

Shaquille's heart struck.

"I choose horseback riding!"

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