Samir struck at the head with awe-inspiring power... When William saw this, his pupils shrank, and for the first time since the duel, he felt threatened.
Time was tight, and he no longer allowed him to think deeply about his response strategy, so he could only rely on instinctive reactions.
Lifting it upwards, the two swords collided heavily.
As soon as it made contact, a majestic force was transmitted from the sword to his arm, almost shaking William's arm loose, and the sword flew back directly and hit the arm armor.
Salvatore sighed, the attack powered by Fighting Qi Slash was just like this: extremely powerful.
He took two steps forward, ready to stop the duel at any time.
Suddenly, the situation changed drastically.
William held the blade of the sword with his left hand, and his hands were in the posture of the king holding the tower. He narrowly blocked Samir before he could hit him.
Deng Deng Deng,
William took two steps back, his steel boots making a clear sound on the stone slab.
"How is that possible?!" Seeing this scene, the most shocked person was not Samir as the opponent, but Salvatore as the referee and witness of the duel. He himself was a super strong knight and had a clear understanding of the Fighting Spirit Slash.
It is precisely because we understand it too well that we become very confused.
It’s not surprising that the knight’s apprentice can perform incomplete fighting spirit slash, but the sequelae are serious. But the knight’s apprentice can resist the fighting spirit slash? How is this done?
On the duel stage, Samir's eyes were wide open and he put all his strength on the sword, trying to crush William.
But he was disappointed. Not only was William not crushed, but he slowly raised his sword, slowly but firmly.
"You...?" Samir opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, William suddenly exerted his strength.
With a strong shake, he first lifted Samir's sword.
Holding it with both hands, the tip of the sword drew a line of sparks on the stone slab.
Reverse chop!
Like the sky hanging upside down!
Under the pointed-nosed helmet, Samir looked blankly at the gradually enlarging sword blade, as if it would penetrate his head the next moment and cut him in two, but he could only wait to be killed...
"It shouldn't be like this... I have Dou Qi Slash, how could I lose..."
"The duel ends here!"
Salvatore shouted loudly, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to the front, and unexpectedly grasped the blade of William's sword.
"Don't forget what I said before, Prince Seventeen, you won. The duel ends here."
"...Yes." William exhaled a breath of air, slightly calmed his rapidly beating heart, and slowly retracted his sword. But his eyes fell on Salvatore's right hand.
He caught my attack with his bare hands... Extraordinary, extraordinary, this is extraordinary.
He looked at his left hand again and saw a knife wound deep into the bone.
This was caused by his left hand holding the blade of the sword when he had just received a fighting spirit attack. It was precisely because of this injury that he greatly mobilized the power of the barbarian king. In an instant, he transformed the pain and suffering into the power of fighting, thus reversing the situation.
"Not only is it very useful in assisting in training, it is even more effective in fighting."
This time I saw blood and gained a lot.
Half a minute later, Samir came back to his senses from the depression of defeat. He looked at William intently, with various emotions in his eyes, "This duel... I lost."
After saying a few words, he left the training ground directly.
Salvatore lowered his head and caressed his chest to send him off.
After Thirteen's back was completely invisible, Salvatore said softly: "Prince Seventeen, you have once again impressed me."
"Thank you sir for the compliment."
"There is one thing you need to be careful about...this duel may have unpredictable consequences."
"What's the meaning?"
"The combat technique that the Thirteenth Prince just performed is called Fighting Slash. Only formal knights can learn it. If a knight apprentice performs it, his arms will be disabled for half a year unless he asks a master to heal him." Salvatore took two steps closer, his expression serious and his lips moving.
: "I heard that the Thirteenth Prince's mother's family is very powerful, and she is also pampered and pampered..."
William nodded slowly. He understood Salvatore's reminder.
Thirteen's mother really dotes on her son, and her character is rather arrogant and domineering, making her a difficult person to mess with among the princesses.
Once she finds out Samir's arm will be disabled for half a year...
He will definitely be furious.
William secretly thought that the murderer who wanted to kill him in the palace had not yet been found, and he had stirred up such a hornet's nest again. Moreover, the eldest prince couldn't stand him, and outside Barron's territory, aliens were sharpening their knives and watching with eager eyes...
Looking around, I feel like I am the enemy of the whole world.
Some fight with open fire, and some hurt people with hidden arrows, but they all have one characteristic - they are all enemies!
Thinking of this, William smiled. Salvatore was puzzled when he suddenly heard a murmur in his ear:
"...we must wipe out all pests and make them invincible."
…
Ten minutes later, William finished demonstrating a set of basic knight swordsmanship that he had recently learned. He used two methods, namely the curtain call method and the fighting method to win the championship.
After the curtain call performance was demonstrated, Salvatore's evaluation was excellent. However, William's previous evaluations were all excellent.
Before Salvatore could finish speaking, William raised his sword and moved again. It was still the same movement, whether it was raising or lowering the sword, but in Salvatore's eyes, he saw a completely different picture.
Either life or death, I am invincible.
"This... way to win the championship in a fight?"
As if to verify what he had learned in his heart, and as if his blood was still warm from the duel just now... William's sword practice this time seemed particularly strong.
A few minutes later, the sword slammed into the floor, three-thirds of the way into the stone.
"call--"
"Mr. Salvatore, I have two sets of swordsmanship. One is like flowers and the other is soaked in blood. Which one do you think is better?"
"Everything is fine...everything is fine..." Salvatore lowered his head slightly and showed a stiff smile.
William shook his head, turned and left, "It seems that sir is still dissatisfied with me."
In the martial arts training ground, Salvatore stood as still as a stone sculpture for a long time. It was not until his colleagues came to say hello that he came back to his senses and responded. However, the light deep in his pupils was obscure and no one understood what he was thinking.
…
After returning to her residence, the maid covered her mouth and cried silently.
"You're injured again..." She squatted next to the chair, put a pile of gauze on her belly, and was taking a piece of gauze to wrap William's palm. "The doctor left some medicine, it should be useful..."
"No medicine."
"No medicine?" the maid asked doubtfully, and William just shook his head. Now he was eager to inflict more suffering on the barbarian king, and the injury to his left palm was at the right time.
He came up with this idea when he figured out the effectiveness of the Barbarian King. But at that time, he had a wound on his butt, so there was no need to injure himself.
Now that the butt injury is healed, he is considering whether to cut it himself.
Haha, I have no intention of planting willows, and someone is providing assistance for free.
When Selanne found out about this, she clamored to release Tibbers to avenge him, to burn down the Thirteenth Prince's home, and to burn down the martial arts training ground, and even the innocent witness Salvatore fell in love with her.
The list must be burned together.
"Thank you Selani."
"With you here, I feel relieved." This chapter has been completed!