Chapter 14 Going on stage

Author: Xianyu Jienan

Chapter 14 Going on stage

Knight competition requires a certain range.

However, this is the banquet hall of Marquis Tuentans, so this requirement is naturally easily met.

The surrounding area is wide enough for several knights to compete one by one.

The two of them put on armor and started competing with special weapons in their hands.

Both of them are professional knight apprentices, and they are both strong in strength. They can be said to have both speed and strength.

As soon as he took action at this moment, there were bursts of sounds immediately. The feeling of fighting was mind-blowing, and he could feel the intensity of it.

Of course, to those present, this level of competition is nothing.

Regardless of the servants who followed, there were only a few low-status people who could actually sit in this place.

The fight between knights is worthy of their serious attention, but a few knight apprentices can really only add to the entertainment.

Earl Reagan sat in his seat and frowned as he looked at Dahl fighting with his opponent in front of him.

"Is his injury still not healed?"

He looked at Thorson aside.

As the master of the Black Forest Territory, Count Regan himself is also a powerful knight, and his strength is still higher than that of Thorson and other knights. At this moment, he immediately saw that something was wrong with Dar's state.

Regarding Dahl's strength, Earl Reagan couldn't be more normal, so he could naturally tell the difference.

"It still has some impact."

Thorson nodded, feeling a little helpless: "What's more important is that his opponent is not weak. Even if Dar is fine, it will probably be difficult to win."

Brown is also an excellent knight apprentice, and his strength is not inferior to Dar.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have the confidence to stand up and show off.

Facing such an opponent, Dahl may not be able to win even if he is in perfect condition, let alone if he still has old injuries.

As the competition progressed, Dahl's breathing gradually became heavier and the weapon in his hand gradually became slower.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is about to lose.

Finally, after dozens of breaths, the weapon in his hand was shot down, and a long sword fell in front of him, stopping all his movements.

"Mr. Brown wins!"

The servant on the side spoke loudly and shouted the result.

There was a burst of applause from all around.

Amid the applause, Yamu saw Dahl leaving sadly, and also saw Brown standing there on the field in front with a smile on his face and a long sword in his hand.

As the winner, he received applause and encouragement from everyone present.

Not far away, many ladies from noble families looked at him, and there seemed to be a different meaning in their eyes.

These eyes fell on him, making the smile on Brown's face thicker and his expression becoming more enjoyable.

Banquets among nobles are not only socializing, but also a good stage for showing oneself.

Winning the competition like Brown can not only gain applause for him, but also allow him to be remembered by many people, which will be of great benefit to his future.

"Is everything okay?"

When Dar returned to his seat, Yamu patted him on the shoulder, trying to comfort him.

But obviously, Dahl was not as fragile as he imagined. He was not feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, but his face was obviously a little depressed.

"This guy's strength is no worse than mine. I really can't beat him in my current state."

Dar sighed: "Except for the silver knight, there are so many knights here and there are probably not many who can beat him."

"Really?"

Yamu smiled: "I don't think so."

Dar was about to reply, but then he was stunned.

Under his somewhat surprised gaze, Yamu slowly stood up.

"Amu, you want to challenge me?"

Brown stood on the stage, a little dazed listening to Yamu's request.

"yes."

Yamu nodded: "Didn't you say you wanted to challenge me before?"

"Now I'm here."

"Are you serious?"

Brown looked at Yamu and reminded him somewhat vaguely: "Now is no better than before."

Brown and Yamu also competed several times when they trained together.

At that time, Brown would take the initiative to give in to Yamu in order to save his face.

But now in front of so many people, he definitely can't do this.

If this is the case, it will not look good when the time comes.

In the final analysis, there is actually no conflict between Brown and Yamu, and they even had a pretty good relationship before.

When he approached Ya Mu before, he just wanted to find someone to show off his mischief.

After defeating Dar, his goal has been achieved, so naturally there is no need to continue like this.

"Don't worry, you don't have to hold back this time."

As he spoke, Yamu put on the armor used in the competition and picked up the sword in his hand. He only showed a face with a smile on it: "Just use your full strength."

"good."

Brown looked at Yamu and finally nodded slowly.

Since we have chosen to stand on the stage, we are rivals.

Of course, he never considered Amu to be his opponent.

They have trained together for a long time and they both know each other's level very well.

But when it came time to actually fight, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.

Not only is it wrong, but it's outrageously wrong.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of swords clashing kept ringing in the same place. The sound made the ears of everyone around vibrate, and it was extremely dull.

On the high platform, Brown held a sword in his hand and his figure was continuously retreating.

The sword in his hand kept colliding with that of Yamu, and the distance between them kept getting closer.

To be precise, it was approached unilaterally by the Amu side.

"How is that possible?"

At this moment, Brown was in disbelief.

In his feeling, he fell behind in both strength and speed.

The opponent in front of him was not the weakling in his mind at all, but a knight's apprentice who was much stronger than him.

How could that kind of power be possessed by an ordinary apprentice?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind.

In front of him, Brown's figure finally retreated.

Unknowingly, his long sword was thrown away and his entire figure fell to the ground.

The long sword fell like a stream of light, penetrated straight into the ground, and fell aside.

And Yamu stood in front of Brown, looking at Brown in front of him with a smile.

"how?"

At this moment, through the mask, Brown seemed to see Yamu standing there smiling, with a hint of comfort in that smile.

Comfort is naturally comfortable.

Is there anything in the world that can be more satisfying than pretending to be slapped in the face?

Yamu was enjoying this sour feeling at the moment.

As he defeated Brown, all the disdainful sights he had seen before were suddenly swept away, and a thunderous sound sounded at the same time, opening the door for him.

Feeling this scene, Brown was a little silent, and then struggled to get up.
To be continued...