Standing on the ground paved with yellow sand and being watched by 10,000 pairs of eyes, it turned out to be this feeling. Siegel took off his cloak and threw it aside, and naturally someone would pick it up for him. Stardust patted lightly on the side of his thigh, as if anxiously trying to unsheath himself to show himself.

The patrolling qi elemental received the order, and the wind around it stopped. There is only one flag that can still be fluttering around the racetrack, and that is the black nine-clawed squid flag. Under the command of Heim's guards, the knights who were preparing for the next game led their horses and retreated to the side, unable to approach the center of the dueling arena. Although they didn't know what was happening in the stands, the news spread throughout the arena in the middle of the exchange.

After a lot of noise and noise, there was only one sound in the room. Ten thousand throats shouted, "Heim Lead, Heim Lead!" cheering for Siegel. Shaking fists and hoarse cheers swept across the earth like a storm, enveloping Siegel like the waves. He was like returning to the warm ocean of summer, and the feeling of the waves caressing him like the palm of his hand made him comfortable, comfortable and familiar. He opened his arms and spun around in place, as if to embrace the cheer all. Siegel felt that he didn't need to participate in sword fighting competitions anymore, and that was enough for him to reminisce for the rest of his life.

Witt Griffin didn't have the ability to use any door, he just squeezed through the crowd and came down from near the podium. In this process, it is inevitable to bump and bump, and the people next to him hinder his progress intentionally or unintentionally. Even if he staggered, there was no hand to reach out to help. The Griffin family has twice provoked the squid family in public, which has caused everyone's dissatisfaction.

He finally jumped to the sand, and slid a step forward. There was a wave of boos. Then it infected the entire venue. Witt hurriedly put on his helmet. Put down the mask. Hide your blushing expression.

Siegel lowered his arm, pulled out Stardust, pulled a sword flower at his side, and then placed the sword in front of him, saluting as an ordinary knight. Without waiting for Griffin to draw his weapon in return, he lowered the tip of his sword and said, "Come on, let's settle this matter as soon as possible." ”

Witt Griffin finished his salute and then raised his sword horizontally in front of him. Approach Siegel in a defensive stance. He mobilized his muscles to maintain balance, and carefully watched for the slightest movement. It's a very safe way to fight, and if it were in the past, Siegel would watch with interest and applaud his moves.

But what was on his mind now was something else: the pace of the battle was enough for the goblin to take out a dynamite gun and make more than twenty holes in him.

The era of swords is over, so let's enjoy the last beauty at dusk. Siegel took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then lunged at Griffin with his sword. The longsword collides with the longsword. The sound of a bell announced the start of the battle. It took only two seconds for the two swords to collide with each other six times. It seems that no one is ready to retain strength.

Werther Griffin is a good guy in terms of swordsmanship, with a good balance of attack and defense, and a lot of patience to never be overwhelmed and minimize the possibility of making mistakes. Siegel also adopts a steady and steady strategy, using footwork to adjust the center of gravity, and his shoulders are like a boat sailing on the waves, rhythmically rising and falling in turn, to save his physical strength.

First of all, the knight's ceremonial sword skills were only sped up at least twice as fast, a little more aggressive, and less elegant. Then there is the castle sword technique common in the Kingdom of Stars, which uses the movement of the whole body to drive the movement of the blade, and is not confined to standing in a fixed place to attack.

This set of sword skills is very proficient, this is the first set of martial arts he has systematically learned, and it has long been deeply engraved in the bone marrow. Siegel blocked every attack of his opponent, always maintaining his advantage and mastering the initiative of the rhythm of the battlefield. Where did Werther go just now, and how did it become a time-delaying style of play after dozens of rounds?

"Siegel is going to win," Janet said, "and everybody knows that Griffin is no match for him at all. ”

"Unless the lord has other plans. Manna frowned, "It looks like the lord is a little absent-minded, is there something bothering him?"

"No, I don't. Janet shook her head: "Recently, his life has been very regular and he is in a good mood. Except for the Griffins, no one has ever troubled him. Her brow furrowed suddenly, and her hand touched her stomach. She thought of what Pastor Red had said, but it was supposed to be a secret, did Red tell Siegel?

This body is not hers and has caused many problems. When Janet returned to Heimling, she wanted to add a few more children to her family, but she was never able to get pregnant. Golem Red said it was caused by old wounds from the past, and that it could be related to the potions used by the Temple of Murder to train the Assassins. Although it is not impossible to cure, the recovery period needs to be calculated in years. Janet had been worried about the matter and was going to tell him after the tournament was over.

Or did Erdu leak the news? Compared to Red, the Mozuka has a bigger mouth.

"Heim Lead, Heim Lead!" a tsunami-like cry dragged her thoughts back to the field, and Werther, bleeding from his left shoulder, backed away from Siegel's blade. Lord Heim stood on the sand for a long time, three beads of blood dripping from the tip of Stardust's sword, and then it was as clean as ever.

"Are you going to use your castle sword skills until you are defeated?" Siegel said next that Witt Griffin couldn't understand. "If this is my last performance as a swordsman, at least I have to have the ability to do my best!"

Witt gritted his teeth, stuck his sword on the ground, tore off his sleeve, and tied up the wound on his shoulder. There is a chance to rest during a duel to change weapons or treat wounds. Siegel just waited for him, quiet as a sculpture. But beneath his robe, a faint electric current was massaging the muscles to keep the body in tip-top shape.

Instead of picking up the longsword again, Griffin pulled out a spear. The body of the gun was extended by butt and finally had a length of more than two meters. This is supposed to be a weapon used on the back of a griffon, and its use is known only to the Griffin family - only griffons have been provided to the Star Kingdom, but there has never been a griffin knight.

Find ways to increase the scope of the threat. Destroy the enemy before he can pose a threat. The same is true for the Goblin Musket. They undoubtedly went further than the knights of the Thunder Wall Continent. Maybe decades later. When we talk about guns again, we are referring to the kind of thing that uses explosives to shoot projectiles, not the metal tips on long rods.

The challenger roared and rushed forward, aiming the tip of his gun at Siegel's chest. As he stepped on the ground, the body of the gun shook up and down, and the tip of the gun struck in circles in the air, threatening the throat and crotch up and down. It's a very threatening approach. Especially when it comes out on the back of a griffin. With its razor-sharp claws and knife-like beak, the griffin itself dives faster than the air elemental, and the shaky tip of the spear makes it difficult to defend.

But where can a griffon be as fast as a griffon on human legs, and how much less can it have claws or beaks. Siegel flicked to the right and turned to the left, but used the elven pace to return to the right at a faster pace. At the same time, his shoulders and navel were pointing to the left, a strange position that Werther didn't know what to do.

The rhythm of the spear swinging is all in Siegel's grasp, and there is a good way to deal with this weapon dwarven combat skills. He easily avoided the tip of the gun. A haste came in front of Werther. The young Griffin knight saw only a flower in front of him, and he was punched hard in his helmet.

The sunken visor protected the bridge of his nose. But it also obscured his vision. He reached out and lifted his visor as he moved to the side of the back. Siegel used his sword and knee strength to break the spear's connection. He grabbed the end of the spear and was about to throw it at Griffin, but when he raised his hand, he changed his mind and threw it far to the ground.

"It's time for you to surrender. Siegel said solemnly: "Young man, there are not many opportunities. ”

His voice was clear and loud, and it was heard throughout the arena - by the power of magic, of course. For a time, the venue was filled with shouts of "Surrender, surrender!" With a smile on his face, Siegel used this method to push Werther Griffin to the brink. Now the choice in front of the challenger is very clear, either immediately admit defeat and surrender, or there is only a dead end.

If he waits a little before shouting surrender, it will be too late, and Siegel can kill him without reproach. He had no weapon in his hand, and the long sword he had just planted on the ground was closer to his opponent. If he pulls a dagger out of his body - this is something that knights always do on the battlefield, but in a duel it is an act of no honor or grace, no different from assassination. Siegel didn't have to stick to pure martial arts and swordsmanship, his spell power was enough to kill his opponent thousands of times.

Witt looked at the broken spear in his hand and threw it on the ground. He then straightened up and took off his helmet. The griffon's head-like helmet rolled on the ground, covered in sand.

"I have a reluctant request. "I still have the strength to fight, and I want to use my sword again," Witt said. You are a noble lord, please allow me, a junior knight, to show your martial arts skills one last time!"

The audience who shouted "Surrender!" suddenly split into two factions. Some cheered and laughed at Werther Griffin's ignorance, while others shouted slogans such as "Long live the lord!" and apparently wanted Siegel to show off as a knight and allow Werther to hold his sword and keep his honor until he died.

Siegel raised his hand, and the scene quickly stopped shouting, all wanting to hear what Siegel had to say. Lord Haim, Lord of Myr, said slowly, but unquestionably, "I have an advantage now, but I have no reason to treat and take care of you favorably because of this. I will only give you one chance to surrender, as a last favor and mercy for the two parties participating in the duel. The next thing is only in your own choice. ”

Siegel's mind was still thinking about the decline of the old knightly class. When faced with muskets and explosives, the knights resembled Werther who had lost his sword! The martial arts on the back of the griffin face the swordsmanship that combines the essence of the three races of humans, elves, and dwarves - the natural disadvantage is too great! What will he do now, will he admit defeat and surrender and start again with the shame of defeat, or will he launch a final charge in vain hope?

Witt Griffin lunged at his sword.

Siegel slit the knight's throat.

He wasn't happy about the victory at all. (To be continued.) )

PS: Happy birthday to me