"Haha, hillbilly! As I said a long time ago, this is not your country, and it is beyond your capacity to compete for a spot, so now let me teach you that you should be honest as a hillbilly. ”

The first thing the young man in full armor did when he took the stage was to mock Tred.

Anlis and the others in the audience all gritted their teeth, but they were helpless.

"If you want to fight, you will fight!"

Although Tred was angry, he still took into account the identity of the other party, and replied directly and ignored the other party's provocation.

"You talk to me about war! You don't deserve it yet! I saw that you were very unconvinced over there just now, and I'm here to teach you to be honest now. ”

The young man continued to taunt.

At this time, the referee in the audience also announced that the competition could start.

"Tred Radson, please advise!"

"Cannell Kenny!"

Cancher looked down on Tred, and even omitted the words asking for advice.

After the two finished speaking, Canchel slowly put on his helmet.

Seeing that the other party despised him so much, Tred didn't wait any longer, holding a long shield to his chest and rushing towards Canchell.

"Ignorant hillbilly!"

Canchel smiled disdainfully, his body did not move a bit, and he stood directly in place to face Tred's all-out charge.

Drink!

Tred rushed to Canchell's approach, saw that the other party didn't move his footsteps, and didn't care about anything else, his fighting spirit was running to the extreme, and he directly brandished his long sword and slashed towards Canchell.

"He didn't even defend himself!"

Everyone in the audience saw that Tred's long sword had slashed towards Canchell's door, but Kanchel neither moved nor raised his sword to block, and everyone exclaimed, not knowing what Cancher was doing.

"Hack him! Hack him to death! ”

Anlis and the others hated Canchel so much, and when they saw Canchel so big, they all silently thought that Tred hacked Canchel to death.

Only Gervais shook his head, Tred's sword would definitely not hit the other party, because although the Canchel people were a little cheap, their strength was not weak, and they were a bronze peak knight, which was not something Tred could deal with at all.

Sure enough, when Tred's long sword was about to slash at Cancille, Cancher leaned slightly to the side, raised his right hand and quickly grabbed Tred's wrist, and before Tred could react, the wrist was already held by Canchell.

"What a speed!"

"Yes! I didn't even see it clearly! ”

There was an exclamation from the audience, this Cancher's speed was too fast, only a few people in the audience could see clearly, and the strength of the others was too low to see Cancher's actions clearly.

"Hehe, hillbilly! That's the real strength! ”

After grabbing Tred's wrist, Cannell still had time to taunt.

Tred tried to break free, but it was as if he was clamped by iron pincers, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Ahh

Canchel began to use his fighting spirit, and the force of his hand came out, and Tred instantly let out a miserable scream, and the pain from his wrist made him unconsciously let go of the long sword.

"Throw in the towel! Tred! ”

It was at this moment that Gervais frowned, and Kancher's move reminded him of a martial art he had learned before.

After grabbing the enemy's wrist, he spins it and lifts it up so that he can break the enemy's arm, and Gervais fears that this Cancher will use this trick, so he immediately exits to make Tred admit defeat.

It's not an opponent, there's no need to suffer on it anymore, and for the honest man Trede, Gervais still appreciates it.

"Hey, hey! It's late! ”

Canchel gave Gervais a sarcastic look, not giving Tred a chance to throw in.

The next moment, Cannell grabbed Trede's wrist and moved, as Gervais expected, first twisted Trred's wrist, and then lifted it up hard!

Click!

"Ahh

It was only after Tred screamed that Canchell let Tred go.

And Tred was already squatting on the ground at this time, holding his arm in great pain.

"Shit, scum!"

After Canchel did all this, he didn't step forward to attack Tred again, so the silver high-ranking knight who was in charge of guarding the sidelines did not step forward, but stood silently aside.

Gervais also had a breath of anger in his heart, scolded in a low voice, and then rushed to the stage.

When Gervais and others helped Canchel down, they saw that Cancher's right arm had been fractured.

"Bastards, these shameless nobles, broke Tred's arm, which makes him how to hold the sword in the future!"

Anlis gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

It's so embarrassing! The other party bullied people too much by virtue of their identity and strength, but they had no way to fight back against the other party.

"Send Tred outside the plaza and hand it over to his guards to take him to the church for healing!"

Gervais didn't say much, took a cursory look at Tred's arm, and then quickly said to Anlis.

They all brought guards with them when they came, but the guards couldn't come to the square, so they needed to send Tred outside the square.

"Okay!"

Anlis hurriedly responded, helping Tred to quickly squeeze out of the crowd.

At this time, Cancher stood proudly on the stage as if nothing had happened, scanning the group of aristocratic youths below.

The young people below bowed their heads one after another, and none of them dared to look at them, let alone challenge them on stage.

"You!"

"You're the hillbilly's friend, aren't you? Do you want to come up and avenge him? ”

Seeing that no one in the crowd dared to compete with him, Canchell finally turned his gaze to Gervais, because he remembered that Gervais had just shouted at Tred to admit defeat.

"Since you have such a request, then I will satisfy you!"

Gervais was just making his final struggles, wondering whether or not he wanted to participate in this competition.

But now that Cannell is so desperate for death, Gervais decides to stop bothering and send him on his way.

"The nobles of the Golden Wheat Collar have almost all been captured! Count Ashar is also seriously injured and unconscious, and the chances of me being spotted should be slim! ”

"Clean up the mess first, then rescue Caroline and then find a way to get out of the city!"

Gervais was a resolute man, and after making his decision, he no longer looked ahead, picked up Tred's lost shield from the ground, and walked slowly towards the high platform.

And the aristocratic young people in the audience gave way to him when they saw Gervais's movements.

Canchell on the stage was so arrogant that few of those present were used to it, and although they didn't dare to go up themselves, if someone else went up, they would support him with spirit.

Of course, in the eyes of everyone, Gervais is still very lucky, because in addition to Canchell's strong strength, the equipment on the two of them alone is judged to be superior.

Canchel wears thick full-body armor, and it's also inscribed with strengthening runes.

And Gervais is just wearing an old leather armor, and even the chain armor is not great, and in the face of a well-made full-body armor, it is almost like running naked.

"Boy, you are very courageous, then I will lightly start later, and only break a few fingers of you!"

After Gervais walked on stage, Canchell smiled and said to Gervais playfully.

"Huh!"

Gervais sneered and didn't say much.

As the referee announced the start of the competition, the two reported their names to each other.

"Harry Potter!"

"Cannell Kenny!"

After saying that, Gervais didn't ink, and walked slowly towards Canchell, he didn't use his sword.

Because the unedged long sword does not hurt the whole body armor very much, it is not as good as a blunt weapon.

After seeing Gervais's movements, Canchell still didn't move as he did to Trede, and just stood in place and waited for Gervais to arrive.

In his eyes, Gervais was also a bronze mid-level knight, so he didn't take Gervais seriously at all.

Gervais soon came to Canchell with his shield, and the two faced each other more than a meter apart, neither of them drawing their swords.

"What's going on?"

Seeing such a strange scene, the aristocratic young people below were inexplicable, and when they came to power, the two sides were still full of anger, and now they stopped and didn't mean to draw their swords and shoot.

"I hate your smile!"

While everyone was confused, Gervais finally moved.

I saw Gervais throw the square shield in his hand vertically upward, and the square shield weighing dozens of pounds rose in front of Gervais like a feather.

When the bottom of the shield rose to Gervais's chest, Gervais held his hands on the two rounded corners at the bottom of the shield, and then slammed it down towards Canchell in front of him.