Chapter 5: I really don't want to win the championship

Sir Lehman was clearly a crisp man, and as soon as he got on the pitch, he began to charge, and the speed became faster and faster. The long tassels on his head fluttered backwards with the charge, and the mounted iron rider came on, bringing a penetrating sense of oppression.

Leon rode diagonally and accelerated, letting go of Lehman's charge and began to circle around.

Light armor vs. heavy armor, the difference in weight, potential energy, and defense between the two sides is too big, and hedging is equivalent to death.

He could only rely on his light equipment, light loads, and nimble horses, constantly dodging Lehman's aggressive charges.

The two horses began to chase and flee, and occasionally staggered approach, the relative speed was not too fast, and the spears that stabbed were also accurately opened by Leon with his sword and spear.

Leon's successful blocks again and again made Sir Lehman realize that this young man had a good skill and had to pull up the speed of the heavy gun to sprint in order to break with strength.

As a result, Lehman charged at full speed again and again, and the mounted spear under the blessing of high speed could not be blocked, but could only dodge.

After one thrilling dodge after another, Leon finally heard Lehman's horse begin to gasp.

He began to consciously distance himself from Lehman, leaned down slightly, raised his rifle and made an inviting gesture to Lehman.

It's a knight duel invitation!

The originally booing stands finally burst into applause, and it seems that this slippery young man is finally going to face off head-to-head!

Lehman came at him again, and Leon led his horse slightly diagonally and hedged at a slight angle.

He didn't want to repeat his old tricks, Lehman's war horse was wearing heavy armor, but it was not so easy to break.

He's just trying to get the two sides in the backhand position of Lehman when the two horses are staggered.

- This is a backhand position for two people holding a gun in their right hand, and it is easier to maintain balance with a backhand gun, which is a normal duel.

But at this time, Li Ang suddenly bit the sword in his left hand in his mouth and handed the riding gun to his left hand!

He doesn't have a shield and changes hands easily......

Moreover, he controlled the route of the two horses at a distance that his backhand could not stab!

Just a little distance, it should really be an inch long and an inch strong!

The look on Lehman's face was wonderful! He didn't expect his opponent to have this move, looking at the stability of the tip of the gun, it was obvious that Li Ang was also a good hand with a gun in his left hand.

That's for sure, after all, these more than 500 proficiency are not divided into left and right hands......

But Sir Lehman was not left-handed, and he could not change hands, so he could only keep his horses as close to Leon's route as possible.

However, the war horse, which had been sprinting for several rounds in the chase and escape circle, was already tired and did not react so quickly......

And this kind of high-speed hedging, the two sides are close to each other just in an instant.

Leon's left-handed rifle was already leaning out diagonally.

Lehman knew that he couldn't stab Li Ang with his backhand at this distance, so he simply raised his shield to defend his head with all his strength, intending to carry it over.

But to his surprise, the rifle did not stab the shield, but instead hit him in the abdomen, and there was a noticeable upward movement!

"Boom!"

"Boom...... Boom......"

A huge cracking of the rifle was heard, followed by the sound of heavy tin cans and weapons falling to the ground.

Sir Lehman was shot off his horse, but the armor was really good for defense, and there were no other injuries except for a little dent in the abdomen.

The moment the cavalry cracked, Li Ang let go of the cavalry lance, took the sword in his mouth, and began to turn around.

He didn't choose to attack his opponent's all-out defensive face, he just wanted to knock his opponent off the horse.

Wearing seventy or eighty pounds of plate armor, it is almost impossible to ride back on it without help. And the damage may be higher than slashing the opponent yourself......

Li Ang's equipment is okay against light armor, but in the face of the lion knight's plate armor, the long sword and wooden spear are basically only enough to scrape.

So Lehman, who was knocked off the war horse, did not admit defeat.

He groaned and got up, a mouthful of bloody spit from his mouth, took off his two-handed sword from his back, and retook his fighting stance.

But Leon had already turned around on his horse, leaned over and gently picked it with his sword, and just a few steps away from Lehman, he picked up the riding spear that Lehman had dropped into his hand......

This is clearly premeditated!

Sir Lehman shook his head and smiled bitterly, and coughed wildly.

After coughing up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he dropped his greatsword, took off his helmet and slowly walked out of the field.

Jazz throws in the towel!

There was a tumult in the audience, who seemed to be more unable to accept this fact than Sir Lehman.

This fierce lion knight, who has never been defeated in a hundred battles, actually admits defeat?

Sir Lehman was knowledgeable, and after his opponent got his own riding gun, although he was not reconciled, he could only choose to admit defeat.

Wearing heavy armor for foot combat, it was difficult to avoid the cavalry charge, not to mention that he did suffer some internal injuries when he fell off his horse.

His own heavy cavalry gun is not a one-time wear and tear like Leon's kind of poke and break, but a tough battlefield gun, even if he wears hard plate armor, he will die if he hits......

The audience watched Lehman walk out of the arena in silence. But soon, applause and boos rang out.

Obviously, the drama of defeating the strong satisfied the audience's mentality, but the losing bet also made them angry......

It seems to be a final that most people are not very happy with.

Li Ang, who won the championship, was not happy at all.

He really didn't want to win the championship.

Because after winning the championship, he must show his face in front of everyone. The black-haired black eyes were extremely striking in Pande, and the red brotherhood's eyeliner must have spotted him.

Besides, there is no prize money for this championship.

Moreover, he had to go to the Lion City House of Lords in the center of the continent in order to redeem the reward of this game - after registering with the Pioneer Baron Certificate, he could become a Pioneer Lord to be investigated.

This trip is thousands of kilometers, but I am afraid that it is dangerous.

……

Outside the cell on the bottom floor of the arena, the fat boss Andrew handed a parchment roll to Leon.

"The Metenheim are in there, and they're not very easy to control......"

Leon nodded and entered the door, he was in desperate need of some fighters right now.

It was originally used as a place to hold gladiatorial slaves, and the heavy gate was extremely strong.

There are more than a dozen strong men with naked upper bodies and an average height of nearly two meters.

Andrew bought them originally to make them a cash cow in the arena, but unfortunately these strong men are not very obedient and eat quite actively, but they never do things.

Andrew sent people to 'teach lessons', but as a result, many thugs were damaged.

I was going to starve them for a few meals, but the group ate all the lions and alligators in the arena......

Now it seems that those lions and crocodiles have brought them plenty of nutrition, and they are all still macho men with big shoulders and round waists and muscular muscles.

At this moment, this group of macho men are sitting or standing next to each other, and they look like a mountain of meat.

If muscle is a sin, then this group of people is probably all guilty.