Xu Siling wanted to be attacked by someone, and it was very difficult.

Not only does he have a keen sense of awareness, but also the functions attached to the elite-level reconnaissance skills, Wilbur, who will not hide at all, wants to sneak attack Xu Siling, which is really a pipe dream.

He didn't bother to defend his legs.

The knight competition stipulates that the lower body cannot be attacked, and basically no knight does this kind of stupid thing that ruins his life for the sake of a momentary victory.

Wilbur doesn't hide his eyes and expressions, whatever he wants to do, all on his face.

At first, when he saw the excited smile on Wilbur's face, he wondered how Wilbur could be so happy when he was beaten as a stake by himself?

It wasn't until Wilbur's eyes looked into his legs that he understood that Wilbur was ready to sneak up on him.

Especially the attack of slashing the leg, without any hesitation, it was obviously cut for the purpose of abolishing him.

Not to mention the fierce killing intent in Wilbur's eyes at the end.

The audience in the dueling arena did not hear the cry of Xu Siling being cut and hurting as it should have been.

No knight would deliberately protect his legs, let alone Wilbur's sudden sneak attack, which would soon be difficult to dodge.

No one would think that Xu Siling could escape unharmed.

But they couldn't hear Xu Siling's screams for a long time, and the noblewomen who closed their eyes opened their eyes and looked at the center of the dueling arena.

Xu Siling was not injured in any way, and with a light sword standing on the ground, he blocked Wilbur's sneak attack.

He held the hilt of his sword with one hand, relaxed and indifferent, this sneak attack did not make him show any panic and fear, as if he had expected it.

Chrissy was relieved to see this holding on to the fence.

Blanche didn't expect Xu Siling to be able to react.

Wilbur, who was lying on the ground, came back to his senses in a panic, afraid that Xu Siling would suddenly cut down with a sword, so he hurriedly rolled back with his sword.

Then he stood up, and the robe armor on his body was stained with dust, and he looked embarrassed.

He held the sword, and the blade of the sword was aimed at Xu Siling.

After attacking and being hit for so long, he lost most of his physical strength and gasped.

Xu Siling pulled out his sword again in his left hand, stood with both hands, and looked at Wilbur with contempt from the corner of his eyes.

According to the rules of the knights' competition, Wilbur has violated the rules and has to strip him of his qualifications to participate in the competition, and directly sentence Xu Siling to win.

But anyone with a discerning eye can feel that Xu Siling is angry.

The kind-hearted Madame Bonnet didn't look at John anymore, and didn't bother to end the contest.

As everyone knows, Wilbur lost.

But no one shouted to stop.

As for the reason for not shouting stop, it goes without saying.

Xu Siling stepped forward, and the sword body in his right hand, like a silver dragon sprinting, flashed into Wilbur's eyes,

Wilbur was frightened and hurriedly tried to push away the attack.

However, Xu Siling skillfully twisted and twisted, and actually twisted outward, his body was in the same direction, and the sword body in his left hand slashed away.

Wilbur panicked and hurriedly blocked.

Xu Siling's two two-handed swords on the left and right, under the illumination of the sun, are like waning moons, and their power is amazing.

The sword skills are gorgeous, and the attack is flexible and fast.

The two waning moons sometimes slashed and sometimes stabbed, and the shadows of the swords were intertwined, leaving Wilbur to take care of himself.

"Ahh

The shadow of the sword is like the wind.

The smell of rust and blood filled the air.

Xu Siling naturally won't use Wilbur as a target anymore, there is no need for this.

The sword body of his left hand feints, and his right hand slashed directly at Wilbur's shoulder in front of his pupils.

Don't look at the two-handed sword wielded by Xu Siling with one hand, the destructive power is not small.

Directly slashed Wilbur's shoulder into a bloody blur, and the iron ring of the chain mail smashed directly into the flesh.

But Xu Siling didn't listen, and slashed his left hand again, slashing at Wilbur's waist.

Wilbur was in pain, only to feel that his left shoulder was numb and unable to exert his strength, and when he saw the silver light flashing in front of him, he leaned back in panic.

This stroke did not fail, although it was not cut at the waist, but it was cleverly crooked, cutting through Wilbur's side face.

The left shoulder was cut and numb, and the pain did not come up, but after the face was scratched, the feeling of pain directly transmitted to my mind.

Wilbur shouted in pain, he didn't dare to touch his face to stop the bleeding, and retreated in panic.

Xu Siling's attack did not stop at all, one after another, and it flowed smoothly.

With the waning moon staggered, Wilbur blocked the first blow at most, and the second hit was completely impossible to dodge and block.

His body was constantly injured, and the chain mail robe couldn't protect him at all.

"Ahh

The blade of the sword was like a storm, and the wind rained down on Wilbur.

The knights were all amazed, how did Xu Siling make the two two-handed swords so ingenious, especially the attack speed was endless, without any pause, and extremely fast!

Wilbur completely became a bloody man, many parts of his chain mail robe were cut by Xu Siling, and many iron rings were directly embedded in the flesh, as if they were originally one.

The injured left shoulder was hit by Xu Siling again, and the left shoulder was completely useless.

Wilbur's left hand hung down weakly, no different from being broken.

He felt his eyes blurred with blood, and the whole sky was red, as if the sun had turned bloody.

Seeing that Xu Siling was about to attack, he had no intention of stopping.

His mind quickly turned, and he had to find a way to make Xu Siling stop.

Suddenly something occurred to him.

He held the sword in his right hand to block, after eating Xu Siling's blow and slashing.

The two-handed sword was directly knocked aside, and Wilbur rolled backwards and threw it to the ground.

On the one hand, it can dodge Xu Siling's follow-up attacks, and on the other hand, it can also shorten the distance between the two sides.

The weapon was shot down by the opponent, which was the surrender of the knight's unspoken rules in the knight's joust.

The weapons were all shot down, which was equivalent to a loss of combat capability.

In chivalry, we both know that we can't hurt the unarmed.

Although everyone doesn't care about this in war, in knight jousting, everyone cares.

Wilbur believed that as long as his weapon was shot down and he lost his combat effectiveness, Xu Siling should not cut himself.

He was thrown on the ground, his face was painful and hideous.

Most of his body was numb, he was trembling all over, and after rolling a few times, he hurriedly looked up to see if Xu Siling had continued to cut himself.

Finding that Xu Siling was standing in place and did not continue to attack him, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He struggled to get up from the ground with one hand, bent his upper body, and had difficulty standing upright.

He wiped the blood from his face and tried to look clean.

"I, I."

Wilbur wanted to open his mouth and say that he had lost, but found that his mouth was unexpectedly difficult to make a sound, and he swallowed several times in a row, and he couldn't release a complete sentence.

However, Xu Siling moved, making Wilbur take half a step back in fear.

Fortunately, Xu Siling did not cut him, but came to the downed two-handed sword.

Wilbur didn't know what he was going to do, he just bent over and gasped frantically.

Xu Siling stood in front of the downed two-handed sword, and with a slight kick, kicked the two-handed sword back in front of its owner.

Then he raised his sword, the tip of which was aimed at Wilbur.

"Pick it up."

Wilbur trembled uncontrollably when he heard this indifferent command.

Now everyone knows that with Wilbur's strength, it is simply not enough to defeat Xu Siling, and it can even be said that he will be crushed.

Isn't Wilbur clear?

Now Xu Siling asked him to pick up his sword again, and asked for a duel to continue, in other words, not to accept his unspoken surrender.

And Xu Siling's attitude seemed to be saying to Wilbur, responding to his previous words.

Xu Siling's mouth didn't open or speak, he just pointed the tip of his sword at Wilbur indifferently and motioned for Wilbur to pick up the sword.

But Wilbur felt a demonic whisper in his ears.

Aren't you going to challenge me?

Don't you want to duel me?

Now I'm giving you that chance.

This is your chance until you defeat me once and for all.

And don't you ask me to beg for mercy?

In that case, then you must not beg for mercy.

Let me see, where is your strength as an elite knight of Paris.

Wilbur shuddered and looked down at his two-handed sword.

Reason told himself that he shouldn't have picked up the sword.

He can't beat Xu Siling at all, and picking up the sword will only hurt him more, and he will even die!

But the little knightly dignity that remained in his body made him have to pick up the sword.

If he doesn't pick up this sword, it is equivalent to what he said before, and he will be completely slapped in the face.

It was he who kept asking for a duel with Xu Siling, and kept asking Xu Siling not to beg for mercy.

But now he doesn't dare to duel, or ask for mercy

That's no different from killing him.

A weak courage welled up in him, and his right hand slowly picked up his two-handed sword.

But the tip of the sword was difficult to stand up, and it was not aimed at Xu Siling at all.

The entire body of the sword trembled, including the owner of the sword.

The moment he picked up the sword, Xu Siling attacked him again.

The two waning moons were staggered, and when the moonlight flickered, Wilbur couldn't even block, and he was directly hit hard in the waist.

"Ahem!"

Xu Siling deliberately didn't cut him with the blade, but smashed it with the blade.

Wilbur only felt pain in his lower back, and the oxygen in his chest was beaten out, and he rolled to the side, dodging the second attack.

And his two-handed sword was once again thrown aside.

Wilbur was lying on the ground, he tried to get up with difficulty, but before he could get up, Xu Siling kicked his two-handed sword in front of him again.

The utterly indifferent demonic whisper rang in his ears again.

"Pick it up."

Wilbur's brain was shaking, and he gritted his teeth as hard as he could, trying to get up, and then picked up his sword.

But as soon as the sword was picked up, two silver dragons pierced his two thighs like lightning strikes.

"Ah!!h

Xu Siling pulled out his two-handed sword, Wilbur's thigh skin opened, blood gushed out, and even white bones could be seen.

Wilbur fell to his knees and fell to the ground, and the pain in his thighs rushed hysterically from the tail vertebrae to his brain.

The pain was not temporary, but a burst of stimulation to his brain, like the waves of the ocean.

The two-handed sword fell weakly again, and he knelt down in front of Xu Siling, covered in blood, like a dead man.

Xu Siling used his sword to gently move Wilbur's two-handed sword back in front of him.

Wilbur fell to his knees this time reverently, listening to the demon's whispers.

"Pick it up."

Wilbur didn't react, his body didn't even tremble, he was panting, his face was covered in blood, and there was nothing up and down his body that didn't hurt.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xu Siling, who was covered with a layer of light by the sun.

The indifferent eyes frightened him.

I saw the owner of the indifferent eyes, and his lips slowly opened.

"I'll let you, pick it up."

"Take the sword, pick it up."

The dueling arena was silent, and many noblewomen couldn't stand this cruel scene and were afraid to cover their mouths.

Mrs. Stan's face was full of horror, he thought that his knight had paid the price, and that this contest should not continue, and if it went on, he would die!

She looked at Madame Bonnet in the center stand with a pleading gaze.

Madame Bonnet was kind, and she didn't like to see such bloody and brutal scenes.

But she doesn't distinguish between right and wrong.

If it was a normal knight duel, Xu Siling wanted to unilaterally brutally torture the opponent like this, she would definitely be the first to stand up and stop it.

Herein lies the problem.

This knightly duel, when Wilbur's sneak attack began, was already abnormal.

Although Madame Bonnet did not like her husband, she preached chivalry everywhere every day, and took knighthood as her moral belief.

Because this is not in line with the status of the crown prince.

But even so, Madame Bonnet would be more or less influenced by chivalry.

A guy like Wilbur, who has no chivalry at all, is more than innocent.

Wilbur disrespected the knightly contest, knowing that she had organized it.

Breaking the rules of the knight's jousting is equivalent to giving her a slap in the face and disrespecting her.

Not to mention that compared to Wilbur, compared to so many knights present, Mrs. Bonnet still has a better impression of Xu Siling.

It's not because she loves the house and Wu, it's not because her husband likes Xu Siling, she has a good impression of Xu Siling.

But from beginning to end, the temperament brought by Xu Siling has affected her, Xu Siling is humble and polite, mature and steady, neither humble nor arrogant, Xu Siling has already won the favor of the female nobles in the audience.

Even if Xu Siling didn't do anything, just stood there quietly, everyone looked comfortable and felt that he was pleasing to the eye.

Now everyone with a discerning eye knows that Xu Siling, who has an indifferent temperament, is angry, and Mrs. Bonnet is naturally more partial to Xu Siling.

As for Wilbur?

Doesn't matter.

And John, not to mention, looking at Wilbur on his knees with cold eyes is no different from looking at a dead man.

Mrs. Stan, seeing that Madame Bonnet was ignoring her pleas, looked alarmed at the stands on the other side.

Blanche's skin was already almost sickly white, and after seeing this bloody scene, he couldn't help but get even whiter.

Her heart was pounding, and she looked at Xu Siling's figure, and the feeling she felt all over her body was indescribable.

Receiving Mrs. Stan's pleading eyes, Blanche hesitated.

As long as she was willing to open her mouth, Madame Bonnet could not turn a blind eye and could only call a halt to the contest.

But to be honest, she didn't want to help Mrs. Stan.

Although she didn't know how to fight with swords, Wilbur's sneak attack, even she knew what it meant.

It's not about chivalry.

If this sneak attack is really successful, then Xu Siling will be abolished.

He can no longer walk upright normally.

Blanche has a good impression of Xu Siling from the bottom of her heart, and the guilt caused by the resolution of the misunderstanding at the beginning, as well as her favorite temperament on Xu Siling, have made it difficult for her to get rid of Xu Siling's influence in her mind.

But don't help Mrs. Stan. Blanche looked embarrassed.

Just as Blanche was thinking about what to do, Phil helped her decide.

Phil's petite body suddenly moved in front of her, and although it was small, it blocked Mrs. Stan's view for help.

The immature face was full of indifference.

Upon meeting Mrs. Stan's eyes, her azure eyes filled with disdain.

Then Fei'er shook her head slowly, indicating that you don't want Princess Blanche to help.

Mrs. Stan gritted her teeth viciously and looked up at Blanche behind Phil again.

Unexpectedly, Blanche had lowered her eyes, and she was not ready to look at her meaning again.

Doesn't Mrs. Stan understand what this means?

She was angry and watched her knight kneel down in front of Xu Siling, covered in blood, and there was no way at all!

None of the nobles around her who are usually good friends are willing to mention her, Madame Bonnet doesn't want to help her, and even Princess Blanche doesn't want to stop her!

She trembled with anger, and she wanted to say something to stop.

But anyone can stop it, but she can't.

Everyone looked at Wilbur coldly.

The dead silence and silence of the dueling arena undoubtedly represented support for Xu Siling's behavior.

Xu Siling raised the tip of his sword and pointed at Wilbur's nose, which was kneeling in front of him.

"Pick it up."

"I'll let you pick it up, can't you hear me."

Wilbur's body was not trembling, but his red pupils were still shaking.

He was afraid, he didn't dare to pick up the sword anymore.

He knew very well that he was not Xu Siling's opponent.

Moreover, as soon as his hand touches the two-handed sword, he will die.

Xu Siling pierced his legs in front of him, fearing that he would escape.

Now he has almost no choice.

You can only pick up the sword, and then be killed by Xu Siling!

No!

I have other options!

But this choice made Wilbur's pupils tremble wildly.

In order to survive, he had no choice

The throat squirmed frantically, and several times in a row, finally said the sentence.

"Raya Knight."

"I lost."

"I, Wilbur, surrender to you.!"

In the dead and silent dueling arena, when he heard Wilbur's words, he was in an uproar.

John was in the center stand, snorted coldly, shook his head directly, and sat back in his position.

The noblewoman looked at Wilbur's expression with disdain.

Even Mrs. Stan's face was full of disbelief that her knight would surrender?!

On the battlefield, the two armies fought, and it was not without knights who surrendered.

But knightly jousting has been popular for more than 100 years, and it has risen in France, and there has never been a person, a knight, who surrendered in a knight joust.

Wilbur's actions amounted to making history. (End of chapter)