If you kill a person and both are of the same status, you may have to pay with your life to atone for your sins. But you are a hero when you have a weapon, countless flowers and eyes under your eyes, and you defeat an enemy with the same equipment.

The belated contest attracted those who were still hesitant because of waiting. Between the Whipton jousting arena and the royal cemetery, there is a small mobile town.

Ollan's previous use of the various jackpot bets that his subordinates had made was also popularized. Group martial arts, swordsmen battle, horse riding spear, wooden target archery.

The four programs are held on a rotational basis. In order to stir up the atmosphere, the first battle on the first day, before the competition with the giant sword. Oran mounted a white horse and warmed up for a friendly contest with Katana, a knight from the realm.

Both sides clamped the spear with their bodies, each stood at one end, and under the command of the referee, they used the fastest speed to shoot the gun into the opponent!

This kind of martial arts competition has been circulated in some places for knight entertainment, and Orlan has completed the rules and elevated it to a formal martial arts.

In the future, it will be added as a part of the knighthood award.

"From Northumbria, the eagle that flies in the sky, the son of the great gods......"

"A warrior from Northumbria, who can terrify Ragnar when he charges, ...... behind the famous door" The poet on the side introduces the origins of the two noble players.

The nobles and the commoners were separated from each other. A simple wooden frame separates the contestants from the spectators.

There are also monks around who watch the whole battle, ready to rescue. A variety of patterns appear in the arena, some people are preparing to warm up, and some people are nervous to watch the competition system, wanting to see who the opponent is, and the merchant who is in charge of serving inferior but undead drinks to raise the atmosphere.

The merchant said: If you don't drink for gambling and martial arts, you will sleep with the same woman and do nothing! This is very reasonable, so that the sales of wine are extremely hot, and it has also become a part of the Ansa Biwu culture in the future.

"Victory!" The audience shouted, and the nobles pretended to be noble and elegant to watch. Beggars, nobles, prostitutes, monks, craftsmen, etc., are all around.

Many unmarried female viewers are also there, and this may be the only big scene they can see in their lives, and their parents are looking for a man who can be trusted for life from countless people.

"Oran" put on a mask and walked into a small tent to change clothes. He fell neatly on his horse, raised his left hand in a triumphant gesture.

Then aim for Katana in front of him. There is also a flower gun! Rotate your hands around and turn your lance quickly.

This skill drew cheers. The crowd is passionate,

"Dawn Excalibur!" The treatment of the protagonist is always the best, and Orlan clamps the riding gun. The armor flashed, and after kicking the reins, the mind rushed out with all its strength.

Honor is here! The horn sounded, and Orlan and Katana's figure quickly approached. Two winds blew in front and back, and for a split second, the two guns were each aimed at the small shield in the target's hand.

With a snap, the horse's hooves slowed down, and the two of them each took a few steps forward, throwing away the broken wooden rifle in their hands.

The first shot, the rider will shoot with the dawn five or five. The scene was silent, and the two knights each entered the opponent's starting point and changed directions to face each other again.

In this 100-meter-long straight line, the two horses rushed out of the gun in place, and it only took three or four seconds. In the second shot, Katana shot faster, his riding gun was aimed at Oran's shoulder, and with the huge impact, Orlan was unstable, almost flew off his horse, buckled the horse's reins with his feet, shook his body to unload the force, and staggered forward more than twenty meters before the horse was fixed.

Sweating all over, Orlan didn't have time to shoot with his gun. Katana took another wooden gun, and the two sides faced off for the third time.

Everyone thinks that this shot should be divided into high and low!

"Your Excellency, you are getting stronger." Through his visor, Katana roared the sound, and then charged with the strongest momentum, but the wooden spear head seemed to be ignited by sparks.

Perfect skill, fierce determination, this is not a friendship contest, but a real war. Only those who have compared with Katana know how strong this kid is in horse warfare.

Rumble! Orlan fed his strength hard, and finally pointed his rifle at the enemy when he was shot. But with great force, as if the sky was about to fall, the shield was then taken off, and the man was pulled by the horse, and staggered out of bounds.

He felt that time had frozen, and when he came back to his senses, the audience had already applauded and shouted the nicknames of the two nobles.

Oran's hands were red from pain and his shoulders were bloody. After dismounting, he entered the small tent that he had just changed his clothes, and then, with the help of his cronies, took off his helmet and mask, and saluted the real Oran.

In the exhibition match with Katana, for the sake of realism, Oran put Henry of Flowers on the field. And the referees in charge of the trial are all the Eagle family's own people, pull up their visors, and let the referee go over to check.

The referee naturally selectively ignored it. So as to play a high-quality martial arts performance. Changing into the armor and mask of the dirty things, after ten minutes, Oran walked out again, took off his mask, greeted everyone, and immediately took out the immortal sword, walked up to the sword competition platform paved with stones, and faced the first player.

In these ten minutes, the audience who had already placed a good bet began to add new bets. Edward, in the noble seats, side by side with his mother, excitedly learned to hear the words from the commoners and shouted,

"Kill him!" My father competed, and he was very excited, very, very excited. Adesha was a little afraid, you said that you are a big nobleman, and you didn't listen to what you persuaded with others, so you were helpless.

She doesn't believe in God, but she also meditates in her heart that the Lord Christ protects her husband and children. The bard, who is in charge of stirring up the atmosphere, introduces the origin of the Great Excalibur.

But the nobles who really came from North Francia were very unfamiliar with this man. I don't know if this kid named Diod Baomeng is really so strong, and the civilians are attracted by this big sword like a door panel.

"Oh my God, if this is a sword, you can't even get your urine out."

"God bless Your Excellency!"

"Don't think about it, press this Frank boy, although the odds are a little lower, but I feel like I'm making a profit."

"No, you have to support Your Excellency, one piece to press the second half of Your Excellency to win, ten to press this bastard!" The long sword competition lasted for two minutes at a time, and there was a timed hourglass around it, and the time fell directly into the second half.

It's a game in four minutes, because this is a real sword! With a single blow, the blood spurted by a person can stain the entire ground red.

The Titans and other eagle families who helped to close the market had a very bad face, and Oran had just come to such a high-cost competition.

Therefore, many nobles pressed this huge physique of the Northern French knight......

"Your Excellency, I have heard of your great name, please spur me on with all your might." The knight was friendly, and took a lower posture first, waiting for Orlan's upper advice.

Orlan didn't panic and waited for his opponent to send out his first sword. The audience held their breath again and watched the contest with full attention.

Poets blow wildly,

"Two real heroes, using their lives to interpret courage and legend!" But the Juli Divine Sword never touched Oran, and was approached by Orlan many times, and was slapped by the back of the Immortal Sword.

After seven or eight swords, Orlan completely dominated, and then a sword shadow fell from the sky, holding the sword in both hands, aimed at the giant sword on the door panel.

With a bang, the greatsword was slashed, and Oran placed the sword on his opponent's neck and left the field with honor. A fake knight who was bribed to act, a giant sword that looked really terrifying, was actually a fake sword made by plastering wood with silver water.

When the sword is cut off, the men who have arranged for it rush up to surround it, declare the winner to be divided, and take the weapon down with the wounded.

Orlan won the first game, and the outside market earned the equivalent of two estates. The second game is a real fight, on the side of the Flying Snake, a knight close to the former king is forced to play, and he is one of the scourges that the Flying Snake wants to get rid of.

Having previously negotiated with Oran, a list of deaths is already on Oran's desk. It is better to use this occasion to kill a knight who is at risk of rebellion.

Orlan arranged for this man to be Kunsang. The first half was not over, and Kunsang cut off the man's hand with a sword, and then passed through the man's chest.

His subordinates won, but Orlan lost a lot of money, he made a banker to open, everyone pressed Kunsang to win, and even his own people came to pull their own hind legs, such as Gozzina, came to Western Europe and others.

They all know which of their own people will have a high probability of qualifying and which ones will lose. If you don't take advantage of it, you are a bastard.

Titan Tension Tips Oran,

"Your Excellency, you will receive everything, you will ......"

"What are you afraid of, take out those empty chests, and lay them with gold and silver, and let everyone know that Benbo has brought countless money, and those who want to get rich, just bet." Adesha gave Orlan a blank look, but Edward had a different idea.

After the Titan left, he pulled his father's corner of his clothes,

"Why do you want to do something that suffers, you always say you can't do this."

"Remember, never let others know what the lord is thinking, we are the ones who make the rules, until the last moment, the victory or defeat is not decided, their crying and laughing are all in our control, but a group of clowns." Edward thought for a moment, suddenly understood, and whispered to his mother,

"When it's time to win, my father loses, everyone cries, only my father laughs." Orlan will use his actions to teach Edward the first lesson of the lord's crash course.

"Harm others and benefit yourself".