He could feel that his son was indeed stronger than before. Moreover, as a knight under the throne of the Lion King, he must have received the so-called [blessing], but now he obviously did not use this blessing.
He was simply using his own strength to fight against Annuo.
Even though he was still defeated and disgraced, Annuo could still keenly sense that this boy had made some progress.
And...he seemed to be conveying some message.
Although he clearly had the advantage of weapons, he frequently wanted to get closer to Annuo, and at that time Annuo noticed something was wrong.
Although it is not yet clear what Lancelot wants to convey to him, there is one fact that Anno temporarily understands.
Lancelot, has second thoughts about the Lion King.
He gritted his teeth and became furious when he saw Lancelot standing opposite.
You little bastard, since you chose the Lion King's camp, you still want to rebel, right?
Although it was clear that Lancelot probably had second thoughts because he couldn't stand the Lion King's series of tyranny, Anno was... unhappy with Lancelot's choice.
Especially when this little brat just said so grandly, "This time I chose loyalty."
...No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get.
You are loyal as a hammer.
However, even in such an environment, Lancelot did not choose to make everything clear... Is it because of these dragon knights?
call out--
Suddenly, a sense of crisis came, and Annuo felt his scalp numb.
Bai Chuo unsheathed it in an instant and slashed towards his side.
Ping——
The sense of crisis disappeared, but Annuo's eyes became solemn.
Nothing appeared on the ground. The thing he just chopped off was...
Tristan's arrows.
Is that guy still hiding in the sky...?
No wonder Lancelot didn't want to say anything.
While Anno was looking at the empty ground and thinking, Lancelot had already taken advantage of this opportunity to attack again.
Although Lancelot has his own little thoughts, he is still a knight of the Lion King, a Knight of the Round Table who was ordered to hunt down these traitors with Tristan, and he needs to complete his mission.
...By the way, I also competed with my father again to try out how much I weigh now!
Bai Chao hadn't had time to sheath it yet, and Annuo didn't choose to sheath it either. There was a Tristan hiding somewhere on the flank. Putting down his sword was tantamount to courting death.
The other four knights have to deal with the flying dragons continuously. The pressure that Fujimaru Ritsuka can bear is limited. Of the three knights, only Mashu has the ability to fight head-on. The Knights of the Round Table must bear most of the pressure.
Just fine.
Moreover... Anno could feel that Tristan, like Lancelot, would not care about anything else.
The goal of these two Knights of the Round Table is Anno!
Recalling the light that shone on his body at the gate of the Holy Capital, Annuo snorted coldly.
The unbroken light of the lake was already slashing towards Annuo's front, and there was a strange feeling on the sword.
Anno raised his hand to avoid Lancelot's slashing blow, and spun around to clamp Lancelot's sword-holding arm, but Lancelot's other hand hit his side.
With a subconscious release, Lancelot was able to escape again.
This brat...
Is it... [blessing]?
Lancelot looked at Annuo's surprised expression and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
No... If I continue to compete with my father with my own strength like before, it won't make sense.
Now, this is no longer the period of the Round Table. My father, at least for now, is his enemy.
The Lion King may accept the temporary comparison, but if he really doesn't work hard...
I will not die for justice, but look at everything as a simple human being——
Even so, the battle in front of us is still necessary!
call out--
boom!!!
Lancelot's eyes widened, and a blue light lit up above the lake, fiercely bombarding Annuo.
Different from martial arts - this is the real way to use the holy sword!
Annuo jumped to avoid it, but the place where he was originally had been slashed by Lancelot.
Lancelot did not leave Annuo any extra time. He understood that once his father was given even a second of breathing time, he would be able to fully display the terrifying suppressive power in close combat, even if Annuo was now
Only one hand can be used to fight him.
Lancelot doesn't have that confidence.
The sound of a trembling bowstring came from the piano. Annuo turned around and narrowly avoided it. However, Lancelot had already rushed up in front of him, and the shimmering lake light cut across horizontally. Annuo had no choice but to lower his body, and then
Once avoided.
Lancelot turned around and wanted to continue his offensive, but before his body could fully turn around, he was kicked in the head by Anno, and his whole body suffered a heavy impact.
This - how is it done?
Lancelot ignored the stars in front of his eyes and looked in the direction of Anno.
Anno put one hand on the ground and used his whole body to hit Lancelot firmly from bottom to top, while avoiding the arrows shot by Tristan.
Before Lancelot was stunned, he saw Annuo pounding the ground with his fists, his whole body curled up quickly, and he rushed forward——
"Pfft-" The elbow touched Lancelot's abdomen, causing Lancelot to roar in pain.
After taking several steps back to stabilize his body, Lancelot didn't have time to suffer any more pain, so he hurriedly threw the lake light in front of him.
Boom——
Annuo's fist was imprinted on Huguang's sword.
Annuo's pupils shrank, obviously he hadn't calculated this step.
There was a smile on Lancelot's lips.
Knee strike - followed by an elbow strike, and then -
cut!!!
Boom boom boom!!!
An Nuo's figure was submerged in the sword light of the lake, accompanied by an explosion of magic power.
Lancelot had cold sweat on his face and swallowed, not daring to take it lightly.
Because he knows that if it is just such an offensive——
call out--
Anno had already rushed out from the smoke and dust, and what appeared in front of Lancelot was Anno's boots and armor.
Lancelot gritted his teeth and folded his hands in front of his face. He finally avoided being kicked in the face by Anno, but he staggered back several steps before stopping.
"A little progress - but not much." Annuo patted his breastplate, said no more nonsense, and continued to launch his suffocating offensive. By the way, he also blocked all of Tristan's arrows.
The two Knights of the Round Table were complaining for a while.
Especially Tristan, because he discovered that-
Bindu, the man who could catch up with his arrows with just one leg, had spotted him!