Heart of the Castle

Chapter 262 Sword Dance Against Sword Dance, Elegance Over Crazy

The red cloak examiner or actual combat experience of the Knights Association is somewhat lacking, but there is no doubt that they all have the skills of high-level knights. Li Wei barely defeated one of them with his sharp sword and correct tactics. In front of the dark-skinned desert knights, these examiners were as helpless as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

When the knight who called himself Sharp suddenly drew out his double knives and rode his horse forward, all the examiners surrounded him, including ravens, lions, wolf heads... shields with family crests on each side. , a long sword and a tomahawk formed a seemingly insurmountable steel barrier.

But Sharp's face was calm. He swung his two knives, like two lightning bolts splitting the sky. The light of the knives flashed, and the examiner standing in the front let out a choked cry, and dropped the long sword and shield in his hand. Going to cover the deep blood stain on his neck, the light of the knife that was so fast that he couldn't see clearly split the iron ring protecting his neck with the first knife, and the second knife, within the time that people can't think of it, just Bite deeply into the examiner's neck.

The No. 1 victim slid down the horse's back with a pale face, and then the light of the knife flashed continuously, the steel barrier looked vulnerable under the light of the knife, the lion's shield was split from the middle, and the severed hand behind the shield was still holding it ;The owner of the wolf-headed shield rushed over with a loud roar, but it turned into the last wail of his life after a moment.The shields representing the honor of the Knights Association fell into the dust, the burning oak lost its light, and the wings of the ravens broke their wings. Before Elder Nicholas rushed to the horse in a panic, there were already five of the nine red cloak examiners. After being cut off from the horse, the other four were also terrified. They only dared to shout loudly around the desert knight, but they dared not rush up to fight him.

"Barud, the God of War!" Elder Nicholas roared and rushed forward, swung his long-handled sledgehammer, blocking the desert knight in front of him. "Who are you? How dare you openly attack the examiner of the Knights Association!"

Regarding the heavy sledgehammer in the title knight's hand, although the desert knight's two scimitars were extremely sharp, they obviously couldn't parry it head-on, so the dark-skinned knight reined in his horse and looked at Elder Nicholas coldly.

Elder Nicholas looked at the five examiners who either fell to the ground and died or were dying, with frightening anger bursting out of their eyes. "Cursed nigger!" The elder tore off all the polite masks, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? How dare you do such a thing in the holy knight qualification examination."

The dark-skinned knight looked at Elder Nicholas without any expression on his face, and those emotionless eyes gave the elder a chill in his heart.

"Old guy, don't get in the way." Just when Elder Nicholas thought this person was dumb, he suddenly said very bluntly. "I'm not going to kill you."

"You killed so many people, and you still want to leave?" Elder Nicholas trembled angrily, "Wishful thinking!" The old knight roared, and a layer of dark blue fighting spirit suddenly burned on the long-handled sledgehammer.

The sledgehammer let out a dull roar, and smashed towards the desert knight. Sharp let go of the rein and jumped back, the sledgehammer fell against his figure, followed by a series of terrible sounds of bone fractures.

The extremely sturdy war horse was smashed into two pieces by Elder Nicholas with a hammer, blood and bones splashed everywhere, one of which fell on the cheek of Sharp who had just stood firm, and immediately on his dark wood-like skin A bright red blood flower bloomed.

"You killed my horse, old guy." Sharp's cheeks twitched slightly, and he spit out a few words coldly.

The sledgehammer swung again with the sound of breaking the wind, followed by the voice of Elder Nicholas gnashing his teeth, "Not just a horse, nigger, but also your life!"

However, this time, Sharp had no intention of dodging. He shook his arms suddenly, and the two balls of saber light entangled with the sledgehammer. Amidst the dense clanging sound, Elder Nicholas felt his wrist shake violently, and the sledgehammer he swung It actually deviated from the direction and hit the ground heavily.

Sharp's body shrunk down, and then rose into the air like a black panther whose tail had been stepped on, hitting Elder Nicholas with a flickering knife light.Elder Nicholas, who was a titled knight, had far more combat experience than those high-level knight examiners could compare to. When the sledgehammer hit the air, he immediately felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Elder Nicholas made a decisive decision, fell to the side, and slid off the horse, but this only slightly delayed the time of his failure.Sharp passed by the side of the horse like a ghost, leaving a striking line of blood in the air.

The war horse hissed miserably, and fell down, pressing down Elder Nicholas who hadn't got up yet.A long gash was cut at the base of the right side of the horse's neck, and blood spewed out like a red spring.

If it wasn't for an inconspicuous cane that blocked Sharp's next scimitar, Elder Nicholas would definitely have a fatal wound on his neck.The elder managed to breathe a sigh of relief, and pushed away the corpse of the horse that was pressing on him, but when he raised his head, he found that in front of him had become a battlefield where two master swordsmen danced against each other!
Sharp had already used all his strength, and the two scimitars flew back and forth like silver snakes, each knife carrying a murderous aura.At the same time, his body also burst out with fighting energy, which is a kind of gray-black fighting energy with the scorching heat and majesty of the natural power from the depths of the desert, presenting a state like a cloud of smoke.Nicholas had never seen this kind of vindictiveness before, but he deeply understood the horror of this cloud of smoke.

The two scimitars of the desert knight are extremely fast, and the unique curved blades make his attack trajectory very tricky, dazzling and difficult to parry.With the cover of this cloud of smoke, his scimitar became the scythe that the God of Death used to seduce people's lives. Elder Nicholas thought with a pale face, if Sharp used such a sword technique just now, he might not be able to get relief in time. Earl Sierre's help.

However, Earl Ansair did not panic at all. Facing Sharp's two erratic and strange scimitars, he even had a chic smile on his face, and his footsteps appeared extraordinarily light and elegant.The cane pointed forward, drawing many small circles with only the rotation of the wrist, and each circle accurately caught a saber light, making Sharp's onslaught attack return in vain.

It seems that Earl Ansair is more relaxed than when he competed with Li Wei, but anyone who knows this sword dancer can see that His Excellency the Earl has already shown his fighting spirit power, every time With an elegant turn around, each quick attack will leave a deep purple afterimage in the air that will not dissipate for a long time. When Sharp's grudge black mist touches these afterimages, there will be a sudden violent roll and shock, and at the same time a A series of short explosions.

Li Wei and Wilps, who were chasing up from behind, both stopped. The battle in front of them was no longer something they could casually join in. Li Wei's face was quite serious, while Wilps' expression was only more gloomy.

"As expected of one of the Nine Pillars of the Kingdom, Master Li Wei, have you seen it?"

"At the time of the competition just now, I thought his swordsmanship was fast and elegant, but it was a bit flashy. Now I know that those flashy parts are actually the most terrifying, but they need to cooperate with his fighting spirit." Li Wei said with emotion talking.

At this time, Sharp finally felt exhausted. That kind of crazy attack can only be used on the basis of a large amount of physical energy consumption. When the offensive was also contained, the loss of physical strength became his fatal shortcoming.Sharp's breathing gradually became heavy, and he let out a violent howl, rolling in front of Earl Ansair like a black whirlwind, slashing and stabbing with his two knives, whipping from all directions like a storm.

Even Earl Ansair was slightly moved by this round of onslaught, his steps became lighter and his arms became more stable.It seemed that His Excellency the Earl was shrouded in an impenetrable mass of knife light, but the series of clashing clangs sounded like dozens of war horses galloping together.

There was a trace of blood in the swirling dance of the two knives, and the warm blood splashed in all directions, and one drop even flew towards Li Wei.The young knight quickly blocked it with his hands and eyes, with a nervous expression on his face.

"It's not that the Earl was injured." Wilps said lightly, "That dark-skinned knight is about to die."

As if to prove the correctness of Wilps' prophecy, the fierce knife light suddenly twisted and twisted, and then the dark-skinned knight staggered back, his right eye had turned into a blood hole, and several wounds appeared on his body. Spots of blood everywhere.

Earl Ansair stood calmly on the arena, his cane danced in his palm, and then pointed at Sharp's distorted face due to pain.

"Tell me, what's your name?"

"Rodrillman Winner Sharp." The desert knight said in a low voice.

"Who sent you to die?" Earl Ansair narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Great Imam Usama greets you, the executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of innocents!" the desert knight suddenly yelled, and then he raised his swords like lightning.

This action killed him, Earl Ansair took a sudden step forward, swung his cane, and struck Sharp's forehead left and right.The sound of bone cracking was so slight that it was barely audible amidst the howling of the scimitar, but the sharp light of the knife disappeared immediately. Sharp's only remaining eye gave Earl Ansair a final look of hatred, and then moved forward. throw down.

Earl Ansair's cane was hanging down, looking at the corpse of the desert knight lying on the ground, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "He's a good swordsman, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong master."

With the fall of the desert knight, there was an overwhelming cheer outside the arena, and every audience was excited to the point of madness. This knight assessment was unexpectedly wonderful. They not only saw the young knight defeat The fully armed examiner saw the wonderful swordsmanship competition, and even saw the blood-stained loess scene of several high-ranking knights!The last point made them extremely elated, wishing that every knight assessment would be so exciting.

Earl Ansair was not affected by these cheers, and his expression became a little tired and unhappy.Under the vigilant eyes of Wilps, the Earl, nicknamed Sword Dancer, walked up to Li Wei, spread his left hand, and still held the double-sword badge representing the identity of the Grand Knight Commander just now in the palm of his hand.

(End of this chapter)