Call......

Chang Yu Feng looked at Locke's sword, although Erica had already reminded him, but he was very unconvinced and still showed that his novice sword would definitely not be used, otherwise as long as the two swords collided together, the novice sword that had moved his hands and feet would make his novice sword tremble slightly, causing Chang Yufeng's hand to tremble slightly.

After training with Erica's "Great Mentor" swordsmanship for so long, this difference is still known, and after fighting three opponents, the novice sword was originally intended to protect the novice from being limited by the difference in weapon quality that led to a decrease in strength with an inscription.

It was also extremely inappropriate for him to throw his sword on the ground in anger, but he did it.

The flames of the shadowless were in full bloom, and the anger in his eyes had just come out, but he was suspended by the referee.

"This fighter, if you don't take out your sword within ten seconds, I'll give you a negative verdict. This is a swordsman competition, please respect the sword in your hand and respect the competition. ”

The referee was still looking at his nails just now, and at this time he stood up at the speed of light, and Chang Yufeng looked at him, but he was a little angry.

"There's something wrong with his sword. I want to request an inspection! Chang Yu Feng pointed at Locke, and Locke spread his hands helplessly, and naturally removed his fingers from the inscription on the hilt of the sword.

"You've been carefully checked before the game, please pick up your sword and continue the game, you still have ten seconds."

The referee looked at Chang Yu Feng seriously, Chang Yu Feng locked his eyebrows, put away the Shadowless Flame, and viciously picked up his novice sword.

"You can't afford to lose, can you? Jack. I can let the referee check it~" Locke laughed softly, he put the sword in his hand, intending to hand it to the referee, and the referee also took it, flipped the sword twice, and handed it to Locke.

The referee left, and Locke smiled brighter: "I can't afford to lose, don't cry my nose~"

Locke held the hilt of his sword, inadvertently pressed his ring finger to the inscription on the novice sword, straightened his posture, twisted his neck twice, and now, he was more confident, even ready to settle the battle quickly.

Changyu Feng also straightened his horse stride posture and quickly moved his fingers.

Suddenly, he stopped doing the horse-step posture of swordsmanship and stood up with his back straight.

"Of course I'll lose." Chang Yu Feng held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and shook it up and down twice, just like Erica in the past waving a small branch, although he was holding a formal sword, a little heavy, not as light and skilled as Erica, but it is not common to throw the sword like this, under normal circumstances, the one-handed sword pays more attention to the soul of swordsmanship skills, and the two-handed sword pays more attention to the balance of strength and speed.

Haven't you ever seen a pig run and never eaten pork...... Erica uses a one-handed sword, and after many days of sparring, Erica's sword speed and smart moves can't be learned, but one and a half moves, and he can't slash freely, but at least it can be said to be smooth.

"It's just, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose." Chang Yu Feng stood with a sword in one hand, his toes pointed obliquely at the ground, and with the other hand condensed a strong Shadowless Flame, he also tilted his head and twisted his neck, almost gritting his teeth to look at Locke.

"What's going on there?" Arya nudged Rajer, causing Rajer, who was paying attention to the summoning group, to turn to the swordsman group.

"One-handed swordsmanship...... Rajer frowned, and some didn't understand: "Generally speaking, imperial swordsmanship will make one-handed swords, and the boy should have injured his hand?"

"Probably, he just dropped his sword on the ground, and the referee went." Arya tugged at Rajer's clothes: "What then?" If we get injured in this round, even if we win, it's hard to continue......"

"Then it's just a matter of what rank you get. I'll wait and see the logistician for treatment. Rajer looked at Changyu Kaede's opponent, and then recognized it as Sir Neymar's son, Locke.

"Sir Neymar's son ......"

You can see it from the stands, but it is not very clear, and it is difficult to see it completely clearly even in the guest seats.

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Rajer rubbed his nose: "His reputation is actually not very good. It has spread that the couple is too strict with their son. That's this kid. Rajer touched his chin: "Of course, although I can't agree, it is understandable, after all, the son of the Tyatus family is also six years old this year."

"Who?" Arya looked at her son with an angry look on her face, and she really sweated. If you only play this round, a hand injury may not be a big deal, but this is not the end of the game, which means that the next match will only meet stronger and stronger opponents and basically have no chance of winning.

"Hall, they were born in the same year, even if they were born a year later, they wouldn't be so competitive. After all, this is an absolute peer competition. Rajer regained his calm dark color, looked at a group of kittens and dogs in the guest seat looking at the various games he liked to watch, and quickly said a word, so that Elea didn't hear clearly.

In the guest seat, a guy wearing a cowboy hat sleeping on a chair is woken up by a brown cat.

"Look, the swordsman group seems to be very exciting......" Marlena sniffed her cat's little nose and pointed to the swordsman competition.

"Ah...... What's so nice about a child fighting......" The man in the cowboy hat rubbed his waist, changed his position, put the cowboy hat on his face, and lay down again: "It's the same every year." I went to find Mount Golgaso yesterday and walked all day on the mountain trail to give me a rest for a while......"

"Did you find it? It's from the history book you're looking for? Marlena licked her cat's paws.

"Didn't find it...... But it should be in this place, and Tang Zilong's guy, who reported the characteristics of his life indiscriminately, said that the dragon was revived, revived him a big-headed ghost, and ran for nothing...... "The blonde hair under the cowboy hat swayed with the majesty, and soon, he waved his hand again and said: "Let me rest, it's a fairy fight, and I don't look at ......"

With that, he quickly began to snore.

Marlena nodded helplessly, looking at the game of the swordsman group, in her green cat eyes, a swordsman in black clothes slashed angrily with a sword in one hand, slashing at Locke's novice sword, his hand was completely uncontrollable, trembling, and then Chang Yufeng immediately took the sword out of his hand, and the Shadowless Flame followed the hilt of the sword, pulling the novice sword and slashing down violently again, two seamless slashes, allowing Locke to take one step and two steps back.

It's just that in the second slash, Chang Yufeng's hand held the sword, but because of the vibration of the novice sword again, there was no way to do the next slash, he could only quickly sweep the Shadowless Flame forward with his left hand, and use the thrust to open the distance again.

It's just that Chang Yufeng's right hand, this time, is still trembling uncontrollably.

He understood that the more he attacked violently with the sword, the more he would be affected by the sword, and the trembling transmitted to the sword body would make his hand tremble constantly, so that there would be hand injuries, or even injuries that would strain the tendons because of this trembling.

Locke gritted his teeth, naturally followed up Chang Yu Feng's retreat, he stepped forward violently, grasping the hilt of the sword with both hands, the blue spiritual power emerged from his body to strengthen himself, transmitted to the sword, his sword seemed to be more ferocious, after Chang Yu Feng jumped away, he quickly rolled on the ground, and began to run around the ring, quickly dodging Locke's slash.

His hands were still shaking, but he had to hold the sword, and there was no way for Shadowless Flame to make Locke incapacitated.

Since the difference in strength is not as big as the sky, then a protracted war is necessary, so the trembling of the executioner will definitely become more and more intense, coupled with the durability of time, it is fortunate that the right hand cannot withstand it, and it is already a blessing that it will not be scrapped.

Chang Yu Feng has a guess that if Locke's novice sword, if it is cut to his body, the probability of not triggering the protection mechanism of the novice sword is almost 100%, and if it is cut to his body, if it is violent enough, heavy bleeding should be necessary, and if it is not good to cut the head, there is nowhere to reason if he dies.

Locke can be said to be completely unaware, he is only six years old, and adults always believe in the goodness of human nature at this time, and it is very likely that it will be judged as a negligent cut.

A sir's son negligently slashed a farmer's son.

Most of them lost some money. A life worth a life has long been wasted for hundreds of years.

Then, it's yourself who is unlucky.

Chang Yu Kaede was now spinning his head rapidly, dodging Locke's attack, looking for a way to attack.

The one-handed sword has minimized the impact of trembling, and there is no way to do it, since it is divided into the swordsman group, then the competition is swordsmanship skills, one is the foundation, the second is the use, and the third is wisdom.

At this moment, Chang Yufeng still felt that he needed to compare one thing, that is, four than his net worth.

He would never have believed that such a hasty inspection by the referee would be a laziness of his own will.

What should I do?

Chang Yu Feng's hand was a little better, and the shaking was not so violent, he held the sword tightly, thinking about how to attack.

When his novice sword collides with Locke's sword, it will vibrate violently, and then it will be transmitted to his hand, shaking with his hand, affecting his swing.

Although Locke didn't hurt himself, I don't know if he would use a hidden weapon, and now it is obvious that Locke has the upper hand, so there is no need for him to use a hidden weapon.

Calm down.

Can't you touch the hilt of the sword with your hands......

Can Shadowless Flame do it?

Chang Yu Feng looked at the way he escaped in the ring, and subconsciously threw the Shadowless Flame backwards, and as soon as he threw it out, he rushed towards Locke like a black tulle.

It's just that Locke didn't have any effect at all, and directly cut the Shadowless Flame into two sections of flames, rushed out of the Shadowless Flame, and pursued again.

"Broken Shadow!" Chang Yu Feng drank loudly in his mouth, stopped his feet suddenly, and quickly disappeared in front of Locke, Lock watched in shock as Chang Yu Feng disappeared, and Locke, who raised his long sword in his hand and wanted to swing it, suddenly disappeared with blue spiritual power.

"Hua Slash!" Chang Yu Feng appeared above Locke, the shadowless flame behind him, like a pair of fiercely opened flame wings, his eyes widened angrily, and he quickly slashed the sword down with both hands in his hand, Locke looked frightened, subconsciously raised the sword, and wanted to raise it above his head to block, but he didn't know that Chang Yu Feng pressed down hard, kicked in Locke's chest, and popped out with force, he was like a fish turning backwards, and the novice sword quickly smashed into the ring, and with a snap, it was a small scratch that knocked out the ring.

Locke tumbled on the ground, and his sword fell to the ground with a loud clang.

It's funny, Chang Yufeng's hands are still shaking.

He didn't expect the ground to be so hard that he shook his hand.

It's just that he still feels more comfortable in this way, and he won't be as angry as he was when he shook his hands just now.

On the contrary, shaking hands is more normal now.

He watched Locke get up and quickly pick up the sword, as if he was afraid that he had snatched it, and then grabbed the hilt and stood up.

Locke looked at Chang Yu Feng with some dejection, not only because of the weight of Chang Yu Feng's kick just now, but because he relied on his strength, which made him confident enough to attack Chang Yu Feng, so that Chang Yu Feng's unparried sword lost its advantage.

Cracked by Long Feather Kaede.

Perhaps, in the next attack, Chang Yu Feng will also use the same move to make him suffer, Long Yu Feng has stopped trying to touch the sword, and has a close-contact sword collision, and his attack has never been used to attack Chang Yu Feng, which makes him angry, and even unreservedly angry.

Chang Yufeng snorted, exchanged the hand holding the sword, shook his right hand, and quickly shook his left hand, and then held the sword in one hand, flicked the sword left and right, fixed the sword and pointed to the ground, and the shadowless flame rose violently on his left hand.

"You can't afford to lose. I thought that others couldn't afford to lose, but I didn't know that I was already a complete loser. Chang Yu Feng was no longer angry, but serious, frowning and staring, as if the abyss was below.

"Less nonsense!" Locke spat out, without the slightest childishness of a young man, he slashed violently, stomped on his feet, his good-looking swordsman's shirt was as dusty as before, and even the gray folds began to move with him, as if he was laughing at Locke, laughing with Locke's running.

"You shit!"

"Locke! How many times have I told you! Don't go out and play! Don't go out and play! ”

"Kill you little bunny! Break your little bunny's legs! Make you disobedient! Make you disobedient! ”

"If you can't win! You're going to get out of this house for me! We don't keep waste at Neymar's house! ”

"Are you embarrassed to steal food? Mother, I'm hungry for you for ten days and eight days, I want you to remember it for a long time! Who knows if you're still stealing it? Kill you little bastard! ”

"Locke! Give me good training! ”

"Locke! If you can't win! Find a tree and solve it yourself! ”

"Locke! You little bunny! Makes me angry again! ”

"Are you listening to me? Yes?! Yes?! See I don't hit you! ”

Chang Yu Feng watched Locke's charge, and unceremoniously swept the Shadowless Flame towards Locke again, only to see that Locke seemed to know that Long Feather Feng was going to appear behind him this time, and quickly slashed back, but Chang Yu Feng coldly put the novice sword on his neck.

It's just, Locke, guessed right, this time, it was behind him.

Chang Yu Feng stepped out diagonally and kicked the sword in Locke's hand, and the sword spun on the ground of the ring, as if it was spinning endlessly.

Over and over again.

It made a very crisp sound.

The referee announced the winner, and Chang Yu Feng slowly walked off the stage, his hands no longer trembling, and he clenched his fists tightly.

The cool, cool boy stood at the exit as if he were greeting him. They stared at each other as if time had frozen.

"You're strong, even if he cheats." The cool boy watched Chang Yu Feng leave, and Chang Yu Feng was a little shocked.

He was thinking, children can see it, will those guests who are full of wisdom not know?

His slight anger pressed down on his heart again.

"But don't worry, even if you didn't expose him, he will still be punished as he deserves." The cool boy said.

He also had a novice sword in his hand.

Get ready to step into the ring.

Face your opponents.