The tournament takes place on the last three days of the year.

According to the rules agreed in advance, the competition is divided into three stages, the first two stages are two matches each, divided by rank, and the low-level samurai and high-ranking samurai are played against each other. The first three wins are the winner, and if the battle is drawn, the third stage will be won by either side, and one game will be decided.

The Earl and Ersir have analysed the game in detail, and they won nine out of ten in the first stage.

In the second stage, the opponent should be Lu Ye and Darke, and their own side is played against the two most proud disciples of Ersir, and the two have been practicing magic with Ersir for the longest time, and it is conservatively estimated that they can win one game and win the game.

But the other party must not be an easy person, maybe there is any miraculous magic, take a step back and get two defeats, the third game Ersir is out, the opponent is sure to win whether Lu Ye or Darke plays.

The Count counted all possible outcomes again, and considered that there were no variables.

Here, Princess Moonbla is also discussing the battle situation with Lu Ye Darke. In fact, as early as the war letter, they had already determined the result. The southerners are weak, and in terms of pure force, they must not compete with them, and the only thing they have to worry about is the count's sudden scheme. However, this is different from the battle between the two armies, where victory or defeat is judged solely by individual strength, and no tactics or strategies are used, so I am not too worried. It is believed that the first two stages will be a safe bet.

"It's strange to abandon the Count and reuse this Ursil, is this person still more intelligent than the Earl?" said Yuechi.

"Your Highness, Princess, we have received information that Cardinal Ursir has achieved nothing and is mediocre. Princess, don't worry. The worst-case scenario is that we lose two games first, so no matter what the rules are, the remaining three games will be played by either me or Darke, and it will be foolproof. ”

Lu Ye continued: "Besides, with the princess in charge, even if they raise the power of the national warriors, they are just hitting stones with eggs. ”

Princess Moonblaze smiled and nodded: "The competition starts tomorrow morning, you guys should rest early." ”

......

The next day, when the sun was rising, Sith III led all the princes and nobles to the scene. Under the ring, there were crowds of people, and there were countless civilians watching the battle, and they came early to occupy the place.

After the king's brief speech, the protector Usir announced the start of the match. Two low-ranking samurai from each side are the first to appear.

There was a commotion in the ring, and people were talking.

"That's too big a gap!"

"We're already very tall and mighty here, but it's a whole size smaller than the northern samurai. How do you fight this?"

"Well, I think it's ......."

......

Yuechi and the others listened to the discussion in the audience, and their faces showed a smug look.

The ring was big enough for the four samurai to fight in pairs.

It's strange to say, at the beginning, the two northern samurai were armed with giant axes and sledgehammers, the movements were swift and powerful, and they shouted loudly, seeing that they were going to smash the southern samurai in a few rounds, but within a few minutes, the movements slowed down, and it seemed to be extremely difficult to lift the weapon, and after a few rounds, the eyes were dull, staggering, and not long after, the giant axe and sledgehammer fell into the ring with two sounds, and the two of them also rumbled down like two big trees.

Suddenly, the audience roared with joy and thunder, celebrating the victory of the Southern Banner.

Princess Moonbla frowned slightly, looked at Lu Ye and Dark, and saw that the two of them were also full of suspicion. So the light yarn swung up, stood up, and walked straight to the Sith III.

"Your Majesty, we are comparing gladiatorial combat, you are not!"

Sith III couldn't answer and looked at the Count.

The Earl stood up and replied respectfully: "Your Royal Highness, you practice ninjutsu, I practice secret methods, each has its own way to win, according to what you say, when a person with a fast body meets a person with infinite strength, he should avoid the long and short?"

"Humph!"

Yuechi sneered, didn't answer, and returned to his seat.

People thought that both sides of the fight were outstanding warriors in their own countries, and the fight would be exciting and intense, but they didn't expect that in less than a quarter of an hour, they would win two straight games. Although I am glad that my country has won, I feel that it is too unpleasant.

After a short break, the second stage of the competition began.

Before the referee announced the game, he heard a bang, and a boulder fell to the center of the ring, and the smashed ring creaked and almost collapsed, and people looked fixedly.

Damn! I actually ...... It's a person!

When I saw this person, I knew what a big man was.

The giant man's bronzed skin was pierced with blue flowers, his suffocating muscles glistened in the rising sun, his arms were three times thicker than the two of them just now, and the giant hammer in his hand was several times larger, looking like a thousand pounds.

This man was none other than Darke.

"Whoever fights with me, get out of here"!

The sound was like a series of thunders, which shook people's eardrums. Suddenly, a thin, slow sound pierced people's ears like a needle, and the roaring thunder could not hide this filament in the slightest, and tens of thousands of people could hear it clearly.

"Dark, keep a low profile, I just lost two games, I don't dare to play, or you can fight two. The person who spoke was Lu Ye, who was dressed in black and had long hair.

"Hahaha...... Okay, save time, let's come up together. The thunder roared again.

The two most proud disciples of Ersir were the two most proud of them, and the Earl had seen the strength of the two and was very confident in them. This Darke has no divine power, and he may not be able to deal with one, but he will definitely lose against two.

Seeing Darke's momentum, although the two were not afraid, they also secretly raised their vigilance, for fear that one of them would be defeated by an inadvertent battle. Hearing him say that he wanted a fight, he looked at the master, and when he showed him, Ersir nodded, and the two jumped into the ring together.

"Hahaha! Ten more than ten of you would be for nothing!" Darke laughed as he looked at the two bean sprouts.

Seeing him so arrogant, the two of them were on fire, looked at each other, and had the same idea in their hearts, determined to make a trick as soon as they came up, and they would get down this big guy with one move.

After making up their minds, the two of them didn't say a word, secretly pinching the spell, engrossed and ready to go.

In the midst of wild laughter, Darke roared, like a thunderbolt in mid-air, and the giant hammer in his hand smashed into the two of them with a landslide.

The two of them shouted in unison against the giant hammer.

Prohibit!

I saw two white rays of dazzling light, and instantly turned into two dragons spewing magma, like two huge iron chains burning red all over, one wrapped around the giant hammer, and the other tightly wrapped around Darke.

The giant hammer could no longer be smashed in the air, and under the hot magma baking, his whole body was sweating profusely, and Darke secretly screamed that it was not good, and he knew that it was going to be destroyed. At this moment, the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it was pitch black all around, only to hear the cold wind like an arrow, and the whimpering sound was loud, mixed with two screams.

After a while, the black clouds dispersed. The people looked at the stage and exclaimed in unison, only to see Darke standing in a daze with a giant hammer in his hand, and the two broken corpses in front of him were miserable.

Faslia screamed in surprise and lowered her head to hide her face, not daring to look again. The princes and nobles such as Sith III were also frightened.

The Count swished to his feet, only to feel his scalp tingle.

Obviously, the situation is superior, and it seems that it can be won, but I don't know what has happened, and the situation is reversed. In a moment of surprise, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Ersir signaling to him, there should be something to discuss.

The two walked away a few steps away from the crowd. Ursir lowered his voice and said to him:

"The other party is cheating, Lu Ye is a master of magic. ”