So Ural and Ella began to confront each other in the crowd. Ella grabbed the crowbar and whispered a few times. Not to mention, her posture was really pretty. What worries Ural even more was that he had never seen such a weapon. He looked left and right and thought it was just an ordinary crowbar, and Ella herself said it was a crowbar. But the weapon that a king deliberately asked his subordinates to take before the duel would never be that simple. Eira had any mechanism in the crowbar, or Ella had a set of martial arts specializing in using crowbars. No matter which, it was a bit dangerous for him.

Ella was still provoking, "Why didn't you attack? Is the knife in her hand unsuitable? Do you want me to ask my subordinates to give you a bigger knife?"

Ural is holding a small dagger now. This is not because he is good at using daggers, but because swords and swords are not suitable for a thief to carry with him. If he can really change to a longer knife, it will definitely be a good thing for him. But he is not sure what the Swedish king is trying to do, and he dares not say anything for a moment.

"Come!" Ella shouted, "Get a few weapons to put them on the ground and let him choose!"

So several weapons were taken over and placed on the ground behind Ural.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. The duel has already begun when I jumped out of the carriage. If you want to change your weapons, just be quicker, otherwise I won't wait for you!"

Ural slightly tilted his body, as if he was about to turn around to pick up the weapons behind him. But while everyone was unprepared, he suddenly raised his left hand up and sprinkled a stream of powder towards Ella!

The duel circle was filled with dust, and Ella coughed and covered her eyes and squatted down in pain. Amy, who was watching, exclaimed, Ural laughed evilly, swung his knife and rushed towards Ella. As long as he controlled Ella here, he could leave Gotland smoothly.

“Wow wow—!”

A scream came, but it was not Ella, but Ural's. His face was flushed, and he was jumping on the ground with one of his feet in his arms, but without jumping a few times, he let out a more tragic scream:

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After two screams, he could no longer stand firm and fell to the ground. It would be fine if he didn't fall. When he fell, his scream immediately became heartbreaking: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

As the dust fell, Ural was seen lying on the ground with blood all over his body. His feet were pierced directly by two nails, and his back, chest, arms, and even head were all filled with nails.

"Spraying sand and dusting are common methods of street fighting. Therefore, before fighting, you should pay attention to whether the enemy is likely to carry these things and be prepared for it." Dust explained to Amy, "If the enemy really sprinkles sand, his attention will be all on your eyes. At this time, you secretly sprinkle a nail on the ground and you will definitely succeed!"

Amy had the heart to kill Dust. But Ella raised her crowbar proudly and accepted the pirates' cheers:

"I want to deceive me with this little trick? Leave them to Paracelsus for treatment. Remember to instruct Paracelsus to charge a little more medical expenses!"

"Your Majesty!" Amy pulled Aira's clothes with some angrily, "What are you going to do if there is no sand on the opposite side? Do you really think you can beat such a strong man?"

"Then let's just take the opposite side to pick up weapons and smash the crowbar at the back of his head? I've reminded him that the duel had already begun when I jumped out of the carriage. If he doesn't take any precautions, he will pick up weapons. Who can I blame?"

Dust echoed on the side: "This is the mystery of my hundred swordsmanship!"

"Isn't this a duel?" Amy stamped her feet angrily, "What are you treating the duel as?"

"A victory method that makes the opponent less vigilant," Dust said. "A fair duel is meaningless. When the enemy attacks you, will you wait for you to find equal weapons and then call for an equal number of helpers? Similarly, when we attack others, we must choose a time that is beneficial to us. If there is no such opportunity, create such an opportunity. This is the real sword technique!"

"Let's go, let's drink!" Ella waved her hands at everyone watching with great enthusiasm, "I'll treat you today!"

Seeing Ella walking towards the tavern happily surrounded by the crowd, Amy felt a headache. After staying in the Pirate Kingdom for several years, Ella's behavior has become exactly the same as that of these pirates. What is this? It's quite depraved?

After several rounds of wine, Ella came to Daster with a glass of wine and asked drunkenly, "Master, when did you teach me the remaining moves of one hundred swordsmanship?"

"Now, teach now." Dust was drunk before coming to the tavern. Now he had drunk a few more rounds and his tongue was getting bigger. "In fact, what's left are all mental methods, just remember it in your heart. First of all, you have to remember that if you have empty hands on the other side, you will use a weapon to beat him with a shield; if you have a sword, you will use a spear to beat him with a spear; if you have a spear in both hands, you will run far away and shoot him with a bow and arrow. This is the basic idea of ​​a hundred styles of swordsmanship, and you must remember it!"

"Yes! Teacher, I'll give you a cup!"

Ella gave Dust another glass of wine.

Dust drank it all and said, "But sometimes, the battle is going on before you are ready. What if you hold a sword and the opposite side is holding a big knife to cut you? First of all, don't let him get too close, and don't let him hit your sword blade. If he plays all kinds of tricks, don't stab him immediately. Just pay attention to his chopping and stabbing, seize the opportunity to give him a long-distance stab at his arm or fist, and he won't be able to play any tricks. This is the...97th Style!"

"Okay, teacher!" Ella gave Dust another glass of wine.

"What if two people come to the other side and want to hit you one, what will you do? Just say, if I don't fight with two people, I will only fight with one person! Most enemies will look at his companions at this time and laugh. You will catch this short moment and stab one of them with a sword! Next, it will be easy! This is the ninth eighth style!"

"Sounds amazing!" Ella was filled with another glass of wine for Dust with great enthusiasm.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Dust's voice could no longer be heard clearly.

"What if you encounter four or five people attacking you? You should sprinkle a handful of sand first, then throw the sword into the crowd, and run away when they are in chaos! Never fight with them, you are not that powerful! You must keep this in your heart. This is the...99th Stage!"

"Then teacher! What is the first hundredth form?"

"The first hundredth style is a trick...but everyone is different. You have to learn to develop it yourself..."
Chapter completed!