At this moment, Joels rushed in front of Walls, but just when Joels was about to touch Walls, Walls lightly tilted his body to the right!

Joels' body just missed Walls, but Walls did not escape Joels' attack so easily.

Just when Walls' entire body turned to the right, Joels actually immediately changed the upper body of his body, and his arm struck Walls like a blade.

The unsuspecting Walls was hit by his thin-looking but extremely strong arm.

He was hit on the left side of his forehead, and pain quickly penetrated into his brain.

Before the blow was over, Joels, who had stabilized his body, began to swing his wooden sword.

I knew I was invincible.

But things took a turn for the better.

Joels used his wooden sword to sweep away, but Walls fell straight down with the force of Joels' attack. In this way, he avoided Joels' attack.

If one blow fails, try another.

Joels turned the sweep into a slash and slashed diagonally towards Walls.

"What are you doing, making an action movie? Do you want me to ask Jackie Chan to come over and give you some guidance???"

Finally, Russell couldn't stand it anymore.

[System prompt: Let’s invite Donnie Yen, his Wing Chun is very good.]

"Can't you just use some skill to kill the opponent? Like me, come on fire! How handsome."

[System prompt: What a middle grader.]

Seeing that the sword was about to hit Walls' body, Walls did not choose to dodge, and just started to fight with Joels head-on with his wooden sword.

Joels was blocked by Walls several times, which made Joels furious.

"I will be the winner!" Joels shouted. He raised the sword in his hand high. The sword seemed to become terrifying and gloomy. He was like a god of death who wanted to take Walls' life.

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"And you are a complete loser." Joels roared and struck down his strongest sword, which was a sword caused by his anger.

Seeing this, Russell was speechless: "There is so much nonsense. Generally speaking, you will be punished for talking too much."

[System prompt: Hmm...I also think he missed.]

"He's so impatient." He could already tell that this blow was caused by Joels' anger. The flaw was too big. His anger caused this to no longer be a competition but a competition.

onto the battlefield.

The feeling on the battlefield is all too familiar to Iaya Yar. He has experienced this feeling many times, but he looked at the game off the field without any intention of stopping it.

On the contrary, I became excited because it turned out like this.

Iaya was a warlike lord. How could Walls, who had experienced the baptism of the battlefield, be afraid of such a scene? He had already felt such an aura during the battle with the pirate leader Jeffrey.

"Then let's see who is the loser." At this time, Walls already knew what Joels was thinking, but he was not afraid.

As Joel's sword came down with a sound, Walls' strength came out of nowhere. His whole body was like a spring, bouncing up from the ground with just a click.

At the same time, he also swung his own sword, which was no less powerful than Joel's sword.

When the two swords collide, it's like a flying dragon entangling a tiger, or fire colliding with floods, and they actually fight to the death.

"Would you like to lend me the Wolf King's Sword to you?"

[System prompt: His rusty sword is a tetanus weapon, better than yours.]

"Whose system do you belong to?"

[System prompt: I belong to myself.]

The baron felt annoyed for a moment as to why he had resorted to such a thing.

At this inextricable moment, they all stepped back in unison, but this was only temporary. Walls actually took the lead and stabbed Joels with a sword.

Joels turned his body to avoid Walls's sword. At the same time, the wooden sword in his right hand suddenly stabbed Walls's abdomen like a ghost, but Walls had already cut his left side one step ahead of him.

He kicked out his foot, and this time he just kicked away Joel's wooden sword.

Joels knew that there was no way his sword could hit Walls, so he also imitated Walls and kicked out his right foot. Byron not only taught Joels swordsmanship.

It also taught Joels some other things, at least using his fists and feet. However, he never left his body with a sword, so he rarely used his fists and feet.

The two of them were facing each other with swords, fists and kicks. Either you stabbed me, or I slashed you. Everyone in the audience burst out in exclamations, even those who had watched many competitions.

The arena bosses kept bursting out with exclamations.

Byron, who was standing in the audience, was still worried that Joels would accidentally beat Walls to death due to his anger, but he did not expect that this young man would be evenly matched with his own students.

Which swordsman master's student is this? He was very curious and thought.

"Of course this is my good grandson." Russell replied with interest.

As for Iaya Yar, he has seen countless ferocious battles. He has seen more exciting and more ferocious battles than this. They are all highly skilled warriors on this continent, but now he can see such a battle.

Feel good.

These are just two young men, not those warriors who have been famous for a long time.

Maybe I should recruit them all. Iaya was ready to walk off the field, ask the referee to stop the game, and then recruit these two young men himself.

But just when he was about to reach the referee, there was a sudden scream from the court.

What's going on? Curious Iaya turned his head and saw a young man lying on the ground.

He was eliminated. But the referee who stood aside blankly did not announce the result for a long time until his boss gave him an instruction.

"Now I declare that the winner of this game is this one."

The referee ran over, took his hand, and raised his hand high.

"Walls! Congratulations, it seems that the goddess of luck is very favoring you today." The referee shouted to everyone on the court.

"Why not the God of War? I don't just rely on luck."

Immediately, bursts of cheers erupted on the field. They were lucky enough to witness this fierce competition.

In the tavern, these guys started chatting.

"Boss, you are so awesome." Owens said excitedly in the tavern. A bottle of wine was already prepared in front of him, which was for Walls.

After winning the game, the remaining opponent knew he couldn't beat the Vols and gave up.

In this case, including the prize money from the athletic competition and the money from bets, a total of three thousand dinars was obtained. Now Walls can be regarded as a small rich man.

At least he no longer has to worry about whether he can eat.

As soon as Owens finished speaking, some other partners immediately began to come over excitedly and say some words of praise or admiration to Walls.

Not only that, some mercenaries who had watched the game also gathered here, including Aisa.

Originally Aisa thought of him as an ordinary warrior, but now it seems that he is quite capable.

He is a target worthy of winning over. He knows that Iaya Yar of the Kingdom of Nord has noticed him, and he must first draw Walls into the camp of the Kingdom of Swadia before he recruits Walls.

At this time, Walls was naturally very happy. He knew that his abilities had been recognized by people.

Even Wo Zhijinfinger came out and said a few words. "You have explored your potential well. If you continue like this, you will soon become a top swordsman. However, don't be complacent, otherwise you will be like Qiao."

Let's do that."

"I know, I know myself very well." He took a sip of wine, and at this moment, he saw a ray of bright sunshine coming through the window.

But on the contrary, in a small corner of Wocheze, Joels, who was full of frustration, lowered his head and listened to the teachings given to him by his mentor. Although there was bright sunshine in the sky, he felt that this

The sun doesn't shine on you.

He was worried, worried that he would be abandoned by his mentor, that he had failed, and that perhaps no one would think highly of him now.

From now on, the name of genius will be given to Walls, to the person who defeated himself, to the winner of the athletic competition.

"No, you are wrong." Byron, who was standing aside and looking at his students, seemed to know what Joels was thinking.

"Do you know why you failed?" Byron continued.

"He was just one move faster than me, and that one move made me fail." Joels said without thinking.

"No, that's not it. Think about it again?"

"What?" Joels was confused.

"Did you ever think he would beat you?"

"No, he is just an unknown person. How could I have thought that he would defeat me?"

"Everyone has become famous from being unknown. You shouldn't underestimate your opponent." Byron said earnestly, "You still have many things to learn besides swordsmanship."

Joels nodded, and he suddenly knew what his teacher had been telling him.

"Who has not failed? This failure is nothing at all." Byron put his hand on Joel's shoulder.

After hearing these words, Joels's haze immediately dissipated, and the sunshine seemed to give him a share.

From then on, a powerful knight who would follow Vols in battle in the future was born at this moment.

In the tavern, a group of mercenaries looked at this group of people curiously. They didn't know what was going on. Why were so many people gathering together?
Chapter completed!