The Ross warriors in front of Anwar cautiously kept their T-steps forward. They were all veterans who had experienced many battles and were extremely skilled in battle formations. However, the enemy they faced this time made them feel tremendous pressure.
Anwar took a long stride forward, and thrust out the spear that was ready to go. Upon seeing this, the Ross warrior in front of him immediately raised his shield to block the blow.
But at this moment, Anwar suddenly stopped his strength and violently withdrew his spear.
Just when the Ross warrior thought it was a feint, a sudden thrust came like a violent storm on top of his subconsciously raised shield.
The dull sound of the spear tip hitting the shield was like a drumbeat, but in the ears of the warrior, this was the sound of death. After so many years of war, this was the first time he had faced such a scene.
This is the first time I've seen someone stabbing at such a high frequency.
Every time the spear hits the shield, a small amount of wood chips will be stirred up. Under this attack frequency, the wood chips suddenly increase. This looks quite scary. The warrior is frightened by this for a moment.
This offensive was completely unable to counterattack before.
But the warrior who was attacked suddenly found that the attack in front of him had stopped. At this time, he looked back and found that the Persian was waving his spear to repel his companions who were attacking from the other side.
The once suppressed samurai seized this opportunity and immediately joined in the counterattack, but was then blocked by the spear that danced like a windmill.
Anwar danced his spear vigorously, forcing back the enemies who were attacking around him. The moving spear drew slash marks on their shields, and from time to time he deflected the swords that tried to attack them.
What the Persians now use is not the spear, but the stick. This cannot bring out the power of the spear, but it can only be used in this way to force the enemy back.
Although it is difficult for both sides to cause any decisive damage in this scene, it is very beautiful from a viewing point of view. The besieged man waves the spear in his hand like a windmill and fights with the two besieged men.
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The audience cheered loudly and loudly. Such an entertaining competition is very rare.
Anwar was particularly handsome in this "performance". In front of his spear, the two people who were besieging him were in an extremely embarrassed state. They could only meet the Persian attacks one after another in a hurry, and their arms and bodies were damaged.
He was beaten a lot, and the parts not protected by armor were even scratched with blood. These were all caused by the sharp blade of the spear.
"Really, it feels like watching a cold weapon movie."
Looking at all this, Rostislav awakened some distant memories. In his previous life, many spear fighting was actually using spears by swinging sticks. It looked good, but in fact it was very lethal.
That's really it.
"However, it seems that there is no fraud in his resume. This skill alone is enough to obtain a high position with any prince."
The Prince of Moscow actually had some doubts about Anwar's resume mentioned by Abdul. He was a Christian who had been a high-ranking official in Persia, so he felt a little strange no matter how he heard it.
After all, businessmen are all good at bragging, and bragging about life and death is just a basic skill for businessmen, so the prince of Moscow has a keen eye.
It now seemed that Abdul was very honest to him, that he had all the abilities, and his performance satisfied the Prince of Moscow even more.
In the arena, the two sides of the competition also stopped temporarily. They reached a tacit understanding and subconsciously separated from each other.
The three people on the field were extremely exhausted. The fierce battle just now was a great test for their bodies and minds.
Anwar picked up another handful of fine sand from the ground, rubbed it in his hands, and then sprinkled the sand with a joking smile under those vigilant gazes, and spread his hands. Such a little trick was only suitable for
first.
Then the Persians suddenly attacked, and the changes were so rapid that the two Russian warriors almost didn't react.
Anwar rushed between the two people, and the two people subconsciously jumped away from each other, looking warily at the Persian who rushed in front of him.
Anwar's next action was very simple. He kicked the fine sand in front of him suddenly, raising a lot of dust and directly covering the face of one of the warriors.
Yes, the trick of throwing sand in the hand cannot be used, but you can kick the sand.
The warrior's eyes were filled with sand for a moment, and he couldn't help but lower the sword and shield he had been raising. This caused his door to open wide, and then the spear hit the helmet heavily.
That blow was so terrifying that it knocked the warrior unconscious and fell straight to the ground. Just after completing the blow, the spear in Anwar's hand immediately stabbed back, and the handle of the spear stabbed the man who came over.
Russian calves.
The calf injury caused the man to throw himself directly on the ground. He never expected that it would be injured in that place.
When this warrior also fell, the winner was decided.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the battle ended in less than twenty seconds. This surprised the audience. The laymen cheered subconsciously, while the experts looked solemn. This man is not simple.
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"Good, good, good, very good, cheers to the winner."
In the end, it was Rostislav who brought the game to an end. The Prince of Moscow had stood up at some point and was clapping his hands leisurely.
Since all the princes had done this, everyone present had to follow suit, and for a moment, cheers and applause were given to the Persian.
And Anwar accepted it all calmly, which is exactly what he deserves.
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"This Persian is really strong. I feel like our biggest enemy after participating in the competition is him."
"Yeah, this guy is much better than the rotten fish and shrimp we saw."
"You two are still going to participate in the conference after seeing such a powerful enemy?"
"You have to try, how can you show yourself otherwise."
In a noble box at the racecourse, three people were looking at the scene below and evaluating it, and these three people were Varu, Thorgil and Sokal.
As a powerful nobleman in Northeast Rus, Varu can naturally book a box easily.
After arriving in Moscow, the three of them have been watching the tournament these days, and Sogil and Sokal plan to participate in the tournament, get the top three places, and then want to be loyal to Rostislav.
The two of them have the confidence to do this. This is the conclusion they came to after observing the players during this period. After all, this martial arts competition is a talent show, showing off one's martial arts skills in front of everyone in order to gain the prince's recruitment.
And they did this to increase their worth. A warrior who was killed in a martial arts tournament and a leader who fled in embarrassment with his men were worth as much as heaven and earth.
Varu also encouraged them to do this. He very much hoped to have two more powerful colleagues, especially these two colleagues who had accepted his favor.