The Black Knight was physically and mentally focused, and every time at this time, black lines appeared on his body, from his legs to his collarbone, which was his dearest "companion", a gift to him before he died, and after that day, the two were together, he was like a phoenix Nirvana, becoming a powerful warrior that even "Father Khan" was amazed by.

The fragrance also emanated, swaying lightly in the wind, and the silver knight's hand suddenly became a little cold.

"Very strong, judging from the light movement of his horse, the armor may not be too heavy, or his strength is strong, and the iron piece can't limit his flexibility, so fight him quickly, and hit his silver armor before he can shoot!" The Black Knight prepares to make a move.

"What is the evil dragon, His Royal Highness is a lion's heart, and the king is fearless!"

The Silver Knight snorted.

"The joust begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the two horses rushed with their hot eyes.

It is obviously two horses against each other, but they run out of the galloping momentum of at least twenty horses, which shows the strength of the aura of the two.

This is called the Warrior Horse!

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters...... The two are about to separate from each other.

The Black Knight's use of physical strength has been impeccable, and such a competition has similar training in his "hometown", the fertile and vast grassland.

But they take real guns, release canines and wolves on the ground, practice moving at high speeds, stabbing these animals, and when they are proficient, they can use the battlefield to strike accurately.

Ordinary people like this--such as Jack, even if he practices for a long time, but from the shaky high-speed state, he has to stabilize his body on one side, and then mobilize the power of his upper body to send a stab, even if he stabs a living thing, he can probably only exert three or four percent of the strength of the ground shot.

However, the black knight who has been tempered by the "dragon's blood" can use more than ninety percent, and very little power is wasted.

This makes the Black Knight braver, more accurate, and stronger.

Horse battles and riding guns, only fast and not broken!

When the Black Knight struck, it flew like a bolt of lightning without the slightest shaking, and if the strength was compared to a glass of water, the Black Knight only squirted a few drops, and then sprinkled it all on Richard.

Lionheart slowed down, but his eyes caught up with the thorn, so he adjusted the smoothest angle and went straight down.

Hit the chest and score two points, and the black knight's mounted spear broke at the same time, and at the same time the tiger's mouth was numb.

"What a master."

After the second cavalry spear was delivered to the black knight, the black dragon pattern was already all over his body, and the black knight's battle spirit was boiling.

Even make an amazing move, a long and heavy riding gun, if a child toy, by the black knight if the pen is turned, raise his arms and spin!

A true warrior who dares to face defeat head-on.

"I ...... Admit defeat. ”

Richard suddenly raised his hand to announce his retirement, causing a wave of confusion.

This kind of rule Richard can't win, if you don't wear armor and fight for your life, then maybe there is a chance?

In short, the best choice at the moment is to be soft.

At this moment, Richard wanted to see the knight too much, he walked over and wanted to shake hands with the black knight, but the other party still didn't shake off and left the field directly.

Everyone thought that the Black Knight was going to go down to adjust the state of the game to be held, but unexpectedly, the Black Knight was a group of eight people, all of whom rode horses from the passage left by the conference, accelerated and galloped, and left in the dust.

The opponent really didn't look back and left, and just like that, Jack became the champion!

The nobles scolded, Jack is a member of the Teutonic mercenary group, Bran naturally wants to support, just now a lot of silver coins were bought for the black knight to win, Albert is to support his friend, the two of them are estimated to bleed.

This turned into a Blanton kill, and the silver coins he got exceeded the cost of the tournament funded by his grandfather.

The more you spend, the more you earn, Bran laughed.

The golden laurel wreath and a box full of coins fell into Jack's hands.

Teutonic won two championships, and this contest, Bran also made people record in the chronology of the mercenary group. At the same time, he bought ten barrels of wine, and drunk all the servants and mercenaries around him to celebrate, and did not vomit or return.

Bran also sent someone to find the silver and white knight in second place, wanting to find out more about this person's origins and see if it was possible to recruit him.

In this competition, there are really many masters.

As the de facto second place, Carroll also has a high opinion of Richard.

But Richard, like the elusive black knight, disappeared soon after the meeting ended.

After this day, the story of the Black Knight was described in different tones by noble ladies, bards, mercenaries, etc.

His stage plays have been performed in Florence for 100 years.

He is far away from Meate, but Meath still has his legend......

……

A few days later.

"Again."

"Watch out for the next plate."

"Slash up."

Bran held a wooden sword, put on chain mail, bracers, and gloves to spar with Iron Mountain.

After several days of training, the heavy armor made him feel uncomfortable, and he felt difficult to breathe just by carrying it.

The muscles on Bran's arms were also noticeably thicker.

And now it's said that it's sparring, but it's actually more about Iron Mountain as a sandbag for Bran to fight.

Iron Mountain is also uncomfortable, and Bran's way of finding an opportunity to play a sword and fighting with his opponent is what he hates the most.

To replace it with someone else, Tieshan will exchange his injuries for the initiative and slash the opponent with a sword.

Only Bran will stop when he is tired, otherwise Iron Mountain will suffer like this.

Two people outside.

"Stand up for me if I'm not dead."

"If you hit here, you will lose consciousness in pain."

The other mercenaries were also prepared for war, practicing shield formations and formation conversions.

A few hundred meters away in a small meadow, Jack, as a cavalry commander, is training to sprint.

Bran used his connections to find all the foals he could use, fifty in all.

Not counting the living, but counting the strength of donkeys, horses, and other birds, the daily forage fee is as high as four gold rubles.

Only newcomers would be excited, and the veterans who had seen blood knew from the three wooden tables that hundreds of long swords were placed and the weight of the already old table supported and shook that this battle was very hard.

Howard also couldn't sleep well, he hadn't participated in a decent campaign for a long time, and the last time he did this, he fled back to his fiefdom like a defeated dog, and this time he must win. His armor and sword were kept in the best condition.

But he is old, so he is just with him, and he doesn't need to fight.

He watched Bran sweat and fight his subordinates with his sword, and suddenly became a little worried.

"It seems that it is time to start looking for a wife for Bran with a matching family background, otherwise the blood may be ......"

Howard currently has three grandchildren still living in Italy. But he was deeply influenced by his grandfather, Grand Duke Shange, who had eight illegitimate children, and throughout his life, he never recognized any of them.

"When you give legal rights to illegitimate children, one day, they may be taken advantage of, or they may want to challenge your main children."

These words were one of Shange's last words.

Two of Howard's lovers had sons, but he didn't break that advice.

Yesterday, Howard also asked the priest to bless and let Bran participate, and the two washed their bodies and had a ceremonial prayer trip.