Chapter 158: Farce (I)

The nobles and ladies of the Pound Empire had seen all kinds of fierce battles and wonderful gladiatorial fights, but they had never seen such a lightning start and end of a battle, and they had never seen a person who could control his body so flexibly and freely.

The dark-haired man seemed to dance on a tightrope, his posture graceful and supple and exuding a strong beauty that made them almost hide their mouths and exclaim, their eyes glowing.

Lydia's eyes almost turned into little stars, and she was so excited that she swung her fist straight away, eager to shout to express the feelings in her heart.

Purmila's face was extremely ugly, the long sword in his hand was flicked with his fingers and flew out of the clouds, and the footboards of others were even kicked in front of his face, if he hadn't stopped this, Purmila had no doubt that his head would be kicked like an egg.

Tang Jie took back the high kick that swept out from the side in a chic posture, then picked up the long sword with his hand on the hilt of the long sword, picked out the long sword, held it in his hand and held a sword flower, and handed the hilt of the sword to Purmira with a smile: "Your Excellency Purmila, there is a saying in my hometown, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, winning or losing is not as important as you think, what matters is what you can gain from every battle!

This is a typical slap and rubbing twice, but Tang Jie's words are suspected of being taught by the elders to the younger generations, and Purmila is particularly harsh when he hears it at this time.

He was watched by everyone, and it was hard not to take the sword, then he would not only lose the battle, but also lose his grace and reputation.

Purmila snorted coldly, took the long sword with a hard hand, and then turned around and left.

The nobles around him were all angry, and some of them wanted to go up to find face, but they thought about Tang Jie's performance just now, and thinking about Pulmila's strength, so they secretly hesitated in their hearts.

How strong is this guy?

He leveled Pulmila without even using his fighting spirit!

People are always prone to a sense of awe of a powerful and unknown creature, just like these aristocratic youths, they look at Tang Jie with a look of fear and awe, as if he is a monster from an ancient era, which is simply unpredictable.

But they didn't know that although Tang Jie's strength was above Purmira, the strength of the two sides was definitely not as bad as they imagined: Tang Jie could even level a sixth-level sword fighter without fighting energy.

This is simply impossible, unless a realm-level powerhouse can do this, not even a ninth-level sword fighter.

And Tang Jie's kick seemed to be mighty, but it actually kicked Pulmila in the head, and if he didn't use his fighting spirit, the damage caused to him would be extremely limited.

This was the same as Tang Jie had just crossed over to this world and the first battle between the third-level sword fighters, he had also kicked a sword fighter in the head, but the other party had nothing to do.

The sword fighter's ability to resist attacks increases with the improvement of his own strength, and Pulmila was only frightened by Tang Jie's amazing skills, so that he was terrified in his heart, and even exaggerated the power of his kick a lot.

If he could carry Tang Jie's kick hard and step forward with a heavy slash, Tang Jie would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

But Pulmila won't, because his sword was knocked out by Tang Jie, and Tang Jie found that the sword fighters in this world are very strange, they rely on and rely on the long sword in their hands, it seems that only with a sword in their hands can they have the confidence to continue fighting.

Some of these people are quite skilled in swordsmanship, such as Sergei, the sword fighter of the Wind, and Purmila, who is extremely fast, if these sword fighters are purely based on swordsmanship, they are not slightly inferior to some martial artists that Tang Jie knew in his previous life.

But these guys are very old-fashioned, they must use the long sword in their hands as an attack weapon in the fighting, once their long sword is wielded, it is indeed unstoppable, but when their long sword is restricted or knocked out, their strength plummets, as if they become unable to fight!

The real gap between sword fighters such as Sergei and Pulmira and Tang Jie is not in the strength of the fighting spirit, but in the concept of fighting.

Tang Jie's fighting philosophy since he was a child is: fighting, is to do everything possible to knock down the opponent, no matter which part of your body you use, no matter what kind of weapon you use!

Tang Jie doesn't care if the weapon in his hand is a sword or a knife, an axe or a gun, even if the bizarre weapon is in his hands, it can still become a fierce killing weapon, this is his talent, his master once commented on him: You are a pity that you were born in the era of peace, and your fighting talent can not be brought into play on the stage, if you were born in the era of war, you must be a hero!

Now, Tang Jie has come to a stage that really belongs to him, to a world that can really exert his strength, when he enters the combat state, whether it is his hands or his feet, or his head and his shoulders, they are all murder weapons that can kill the enemy in an instant!

Pulmila not only didn't want to distance herself from Tang Jie when she was extremely close, but used the length of her weapon to wrestle with the other party, but blindly chased Tang Jie and wanted to cut him under the sword, which was a kind of death-seeking behavior that used her own short to hit the enemy's strengths.

How strong is Tang Jie's hand-to-hand combat?

The death of no less than dozens of unjust souls under Tang Jie's fist can fully prove this, not to mention that when he was turned into a ten-year-old boy by Harris of Mosanbik, he was still able to knock down this tenth-level great magician at once, and almost beat the other party to death!

Now, the young ladies of Pulmila and the Pound aristocracy have seen with their own eyes the ferocity of Tang Jie's hand-to-hand combat!

The men were dumbfounded, and the women began to chatter with each other.

Lydia saw Pulmila turn away with an ugly face, she was as proud and happy as if she had won a war, and she didn't care about the jealousy of the open and secret battle with Angel, so she walked up very naturally, and said with a smile on her face: "Tang Jie, I know that you are not a coward, you are a real warrior, yes, a real warrior!"

Lydia bites the word "real" very hard, insinuating sarcasm as Purmila passes by her.

Purmila's face was like the bottom of a blackened pot, he couldn't help but tremble, his fists were swollen, he had never suffered such a shame!

Tang Jie frowned secretly, he didn't dislike the man in front of him, in all fairness, there was no contradiction between him and Purmila, maybe this guy was more or less unaccustomed to seeing himself, but Tang Jie couldn't expect everyone in this world to like him, right?

He is not so popular, Tang Jie is very self-aware.

He and Pulmila could have turned their heads and left peacefully, but this battle was all provoked by this girl with an angelic face and a devilish body.

Tang Jie likes beautiful women, but he doesn't like beautiful women who cause trouble and play with men as monkeys, so he has a very bad impression of Lydia, even though this woman is a natural stunner.

Tang Jie looked at Lydia, his face was still polite, but his tone was alienated: "Dear Miss Lydia, it's my honor to meet you, please forgive me for being rude, did I know you before?"

This sentence seemed unremarkable, but it made Lydia's face turn red like blood.

These days, she is running around in the imperial capital for this black-haired guy, which makes the people in the imperial capital Garcia think that they are so familiar with him that they are like childhood sweethearts, but now that he says this, everyone will immediately know: Oh, it turns out that he doesn't know you either!

It turns out that you were so enthusiastic and excited before, and you all stuck it upside down by yourself!

Lydia felt that the eyes of the nobles and ladies around her had changed, and she suddenly became ashamed and angry, and her heart was full of anger.

You can say it, but you can't say it in front of so many people!

How can you talk to Lydia like that?

You know how much she likes you and how much she defends you in front of others?

Not only did Lydia feel all kinds of mocking glances in the eyes around her, but she also felt his disgust and alienation from this man's words, Lydia felt that she was wronged to the extreme, and her heart felt like she was being cut by a thousand knives, and her tears were almost falling.

With her pride and self-esteem, Lydia forcibly blocked the tears that swirled in her eyes, she turned her face back, and barely showed a smile, but her eyes showed a strong sense of resentment: "I didn't know before, but now you know!"

With that, she turned and left.

Where did Pulmila on the side think that Lydia, who wanted to be in the emperor, was deflated at this time, he suddenly laughed wildly in his heart, and gloated and said: "Lydia, it turns out that you don't know him, I thought it was ......."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lydia suddenly turned around and slapped Pulmila in the face!

With a "snap", Pulmila didn't expect Lydia to hit him in public, so he didn't react at all, and the slap was firmly slapped in the face.

Half of Pulmila's face suddenly turned red, and he was stunned for a while, only to see Lydia staring at him fiercely with a pair of red eyes, and gritted her teeth and said, "You say another word!"

Purmila's face turned purple as he poked in place like a pole as he watched as Lydia turned and climbed into her carriage, his eyes instantly resentful.