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The loud trombone sound of "woo woo" resounded in the sky, the oval "Divine Wind" arena, the long banner of the lord of various colors fluttered in the wind, the predecessor of this large arena was the racecourse of the Riwa Cheze, for this knightly athletic meeting, the Dardanelles family changed this place into an arena,

The registration for this competitive competition is a single battle and a group battle two forms of competition, most of the people who sign up for a single battle are some ownerless knights or wandering knights, hoping to get ahead in this competitive competition, arouse the ideas of the lords in the stands, and seek a good future for themselves, and the knights who sign up for the group battle are the knights of the lords around the world, superb combined attacks, excellent tactics, is what they value most

"Bell!" a knight's three-meter spear slammed into the opponent's knight's shield, making a muffled sound, and the nobles in the stands cheered loudly for this beautiful block, the fat man had watched a few games, and finally saw a little way,

The rules of the knight's solo game are very rigid, two spear shield knights distance themselves from each other, and then face to face with a shield and start charging, the spear in the knight's hand can only attack the opponent's shield, any attack on the opponent's horse or the part below the shield is a violation, and then the two are staggered and collide together, and then reflexively, and then impact, often this way to hit two or three times, the wooden shield in the hand will be out of hand because of the violent impact, only to knock off the opponent's shield, will be allowed to attack the opponent's body, but often after the shield is knocked off, the opponent will choose to abstain,

The nobles in the stands are immersed in the pleasure and shock caused by this violent impact, often at the moment when the knights hit each other, they will let out hoarse shouts and cheers, and the nobles and celebrities in the stands are even more crazy, constantly expressing their love to the winner, and can even hear the shout of "I love so-and-so", and the fat man who listens to it has goosebumps all over his body, and can't help muttering to himself

"A bunch of crazy people, a bunch of stupid women!"

Since the day before yesterday, the fat man had stirred up the good things of the Nissa family, and the representatives of the merchant families gathered in Rivacheze have sent envoys one after another, openly and secretly expressing their willingness to join the Zhivading Business Alliance."

At the inauguration ceremony of the Merchants' Federation attended by the head of the Dardanelles family that day, there were only a few local representatives, and the whole venue was miserable and incomparable, and finally had to use the servants of the Nyssian family to support the scene, it is said that the Marquis of Nyssa was removed from the post of head of the Merchants' Federation after being scolded and reprimanded by the Dardanelles, and the farce of the Merchants' Federation ended with the loss of power of the Nyssian family.

The mastermind of the qiē director, but he entered the VIP list of the knightly competition held by the Dardanelles family in a grand manner, but the position was a little worse, ranking in the rightmost corner, and next to it was an ordinary seat, if you don't pay attention, it is easy to treat this old private room as an ordinary seat, and the head of the largest army in the south is placed in this inconspicuous corner, and the revenge of the Dardanelles family is obvious

"I'm not unfamiliar with any VIP boxes!" The fat man was very calm about the Dardanelles' revenge, but asked the waiter to bring a sentence to the Dardanelles family, "I am very satisfied with the arrangement of the Dardanelles, and now I finally don't have to smell the smell of the nobles!"

For such a rogue lord, the Dardanelles family can only open one eye and close one eye, and only hope that this plague god will leave as soon as possible.

"What's the use of such flashy things? Could it be that on the battlefield, the enemy will be so polite to you! What a stupid idea of a bunch of boring nobles?" "The fat man really didn't look down on this kind of competition where the performance was greater than the actual battle, and he turned his head and asked Si Duhan next to him, "Even this kind of knight who only pursues fancy and chic looks can go to the battlefield?"

"My lord has misunderstood! In the kingdom of Kyoto and the country of knights, the knight tournament is not like this, except for not allowing the precious war horse, any other means are allowed, and there have been cases of tomahawk knights dismounting and fighting directly on foot in the past!" Si Duhan beside him explained with an embarrassed face, "A fancy knight tournament like theirs is only possible in the exhibition match before the kingdom celebration!"

"I see, it seems that Riwacha really regards himself as a model of etiquette?" the fat man smiled mockingly, "Even knight competitions are so fancy, let's go, watching such a game is a waste of my precious time!"

The fat man shook his head in disappointment, stood up and prepared to leave the box, when he suddenly heard the neat cheers of "Xesta, Xestay!" from the ordinary seats nearby, a tall warrior walked into the ordinary arena on the south side of the arena, his upper body was tattooed with cyan tattoos, and his whole body was filled with an explosive force, like a cyan cheetah ready to attack at any time, and the two-meter-long giant bow behind him was even more impressive at a glance

"Barbarian longbowman!" The fat man froze, and the longbowman who appeared on the upper body reminded the fat man of the fierce "Battle of Sahura Swamp" that he saw in the Nissa family, and the barbarian warrior who fought with the Snow Country axe warrior with a longbow in his hand was like suddenly jumping down from the wall carving

"It's the Thorn Hunter Xestay!I really didn't expect him to come to this competitive tournament!!" Si Duhan's face beside the fat man changed slightly, "He is a hero among the southern mountain hunters, and he has a two-meter rhinoceros horn war bow in his hand, and it is said that he can wear a knight's steel armor for a hundred meters*, but I haven't heard that he is a knight!"

"Not a knight's mountain hunter! The fat man walked out of the VIP box and found a place to sit down on a nearby ordinary seat, Xestay's opponent was a two-handed sword servant knight on foot, not all knights have horses, in order to get a precious war horse, many poor low-level knights often need to serve for more than ten years before they can be converted into regular knights, and only then can they be qualified to wear swallowtail strips on their banners, before that, they can only use their own feet to follow the lords to fight, they are an important part of the lords' elite hoplites

The knight with the two-handed sword was obviously frightened by the shouts of the mountains nearby, even a fool knew that the giant bow warrior standing fifty meters away was the protagonist of this game, and he muttered with a pale face, "Calm, calm, Stoker you are the strongest!"

A sharp whistling whistle passed through his ears, and at the moment when he was stunned, an arrow shot almost against his ear into the wall behind him, and the gravel splattered, frightening Stoke to subconsciously bend over and dodge.

"Fight! for glory!" Stoke still rushed forward, everyone knew that the weakness of the archer was hand-to-hand combat, as long as he could rush close to the longbowman, his two-handed broadsword would definitely be able to split the opponent in half

A long arrow shot into the two-handed greatsword in Stoker's hand from forty meters away, and the sharp and powerful arrow shot the two-handed greatsword through a hole, and cheers rang out again from the stands,

"Questay!

Even the fat man in the stands stood up in surprise, and looked at the Tsasste who was holding a two-meter long bow steadily in the field, and the invincible momentum was hundreds of meters away, and the fat man could feel it

"Master, definitely a master, the legend of 100 meters * wearing knight's steel armor is definitely not a lie!"

The fat man has always wanted to form a long-distance support force, although the crossbow is fierce, but the rate of fire is too low, and he can shoot three arrows in a minute are all skilled senior archers, and there are defects in lethality and range with ordinary bows and arrows, so when he saw the barbarian hunter with a two-meter big war bow, the fat man's idea that he had been buried deep was stirred, "The barbarian longbow hunter is a good choice!"

This cruel arrow completely shattered Stoker's last illusions, looking at the shattered two-handed greatsword in his hand, his face was like ashes, this was a warning from the longbowman on the opposite side, and it was not as simple as shooting through the greatsword further

"I abstain!"

Stoker's mind went blank, and with the last bit of strength he threw the white cloth representing the abstention into the air,

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