King Arthur is one year younger than Tristan in terms of age, but in terms of martial arts, he is one level better than Tristan.
The first wave of offensive was easily broken, and Tristan's heart couldn't help but be covered with a layer of dust.
Do you want to fail twice in a row in just two days?
His teeth chattered loudly, and Tristan waved his sword unyieldingly.
The swords collided and made a crisp sound.
Arthur was stronger than Tristan, and he spotted the gap where Tristan could retract his sword. Arthur directly broke through Tristan's defense, and the side of the stainless steel sword struck Tristan's leg directly.
"Uh ah——!" Tristan cried out in pain, holding back the pain and pulling away from Arthur.
Arthur took advantage of the situation and stepped forward, holding a sword in one hand with his right hand. He grabbed Tristan's wrist with his left hand and squeezed it hard.
"Hmm!" A strange voice came from Tristan's mouth, his right hand dropped weakly, and the sword he had just changed fell to the ground with a "clack".
The blade of the stainless steel sword stopped not far from Tristan's neck. He raised his head and saw Arthur's confident smile.
"The victory has been decided, Prince of Mark."
Tristan, who was half kneeling on the ground, looked at Arthur blankly. After a long time, he said: "It's so sad..."
He collapsed weakly on the ground: "What I am really proud of is my archery skills... But since I lost, then please call me Lord Tristan from now on... King."
Arthur reached out and pulled Tristan up: "Remember to attend tomorrow's council, knight."
Tristan nodded silently and stood up again.
Arthur put the stainless steel sword back into the weapon rack, turned to Gawain who was uneasy on the side, and said to him seriously: "Gawain, I also accept your allegiance. However, your strength needs to be improved. Just now I and Cui Qing
What do I hope you learn from this encounter?"
Gawain took a deep breath and nodded: "I understand, King."
At this time, three figures appeared on the martial arts field.
"If you want to get real training, I hope you can arrange it for me, young knight." The leader of the three was wearing silver-white armor, with long black hair hanging casually behind him, like a second cloak.
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He walked up to Arthur and knelt down on one knee: "King."
Behind him, the purple-haired knight Lancelot and another little boy with light blond hair also knelt down with him.
Gawain next to Arthur saw the little boy and couldn't help but said: "Gahoris, why are you here?"
The little boy named Gahoris showed a smile: "Brother Gawain has become a knight, so I followed Uncle Anno and Brother Lancelot."
Arthur smiled kindly and helped Annuo up: "Mr. Annuo, welcome back."
"I'm so scared, King." Anno stood up with a serious expression, "Knights who make mistakes need to be punished, King. But Lancelot is not only my son, he is also your minister."
"Is it because of the drunkenness last night..." Arthur was silent for a moment and sighed, "Mr. Anno, you can punish Lancelot."
Lancelot was still kneeling on the ground, blaming himself very much.
It is a serious mistake to lose your manners in front of a foreign princess (Isolde).
Annuo nodded, turned around, and said sternly to Lancelot: "Then, Lancelot, as a father and general, my punishment for you is-"
"Go to the inhuman realm, risk your life, and eliminate the creatures there!"