type moon, but follower is tom

"My class is Saber. For an Archer like you, it's like cutting potatoes."

"Unfortunately, as an archer, no matter how much muscle you gain, it will only be a display." Gawain was already in a fighting stance as he spoke.

However, after hearing Gao Wen's provocative words, the expression of the muscular Confucian scholar did not move at all. On the contrary, there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

"When a man is about to die, his words are good."

(Interpretation: When you are beaten half to death, what you say will sound nice.)

When Bai Song heard this sentence, he once again confirmed his conjecture. Isn't this the words in the Analects of Confucius?

But... Confucian scholars have always given Bai Song a very weak impression of Confucian scholars. Why is there a Confucian scholar with muscles all over his body?From a visual point of view, Bai Song feels that this guy is more like a berserker!

If you think about it carefully, there are also some ruthless Confucian scholars, and that is a disciple of Confucius named Zilu.

Zilu was upright, brave and martial. He was considered a local ruffian and once insulted Confucius.

However, the dramatic thing is that it was such a local ruffian who, after Confucius used words to inspire him and set up etiquette to teach him, Zilu actually accepted Confucius' persuasion, became a student of Confucius, and traveled around the world with him.

If this muscular scholar is Zilu, then everything makes sense.

As a student of Confucius, it is reasonable to learn a few words from your teacher, right?

Anyway, this person can't be Confucius. Although he said the words of Confucius, if Bai Song remembered correctly, the picture of Confucius looks like a Confucian and weak old man.

On the battlefield, after hearing the provocative words of the muscular scholar, Gao Wen raised his brows, "Huh? Do you mean that I will die here?"

"Then... let's see if you have the ability!"

After saying that, Gao Wen stopped talking nonsense, but directly picked up his holy sword and charged in the direction of the muscular scholar!

"Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!!!"

Accompanied by Gao Wen's charge, every time he stepped on the ground, there was a muffled sound, from which it could be seen how powerful Gao Wen was.

If one looks at it from the front, Gawain who is charging at this time does not look like a knight, but more like a gorilla in armor who is charging fearlessly. The visual pressure is extremely strong!

However, the muscular Confucian scholar was not afraid at all, and with his right hand, he pulled out his Junzi sword from the scabbard hanging on the left side of his waist.

The so-called gentleman's sword is a sword without a front, the so-called benevolence to the enemy, and the name of this sword is Ziwei. (After checking for a while, I asked chatGPT and didn't find many records. Anyway, let's call it this name)

As soon as the sword was pulled out, it was slammed by Gao Wen's holy sword!

"when!"

Sword to sword, a crisp sound resounded, and where the two swords collided, a bright spark arose.

"?!" Feeling his sword strike being blocked, Gao Wen's eyes were full of disbelief.

You must know that this is not just a simple confrontation with the sword, he is charging at full speed, in other words, this blow is not only his own strength, but also the power brought by the charge.

What's more, I am a servant of the Saber class, and I must be far better than a mere Archer class servant in terms of strength.

However... is it a [-]-[-] split? !

No, not right!

This is not a [-]/[-] split at all, you must know that he added the strength of the charge to fight this muscular man at a [-]/[-] split!

If it was changed to a flat ground, then the result... would be that he was suppressed by this muscular Confucian scholar.

After realizing this, Gawain looked at the muscular scholar in disbelief, but there was no trace of cowardice in Gawain's eyes.

After all, strength is not everything in a fight. In the battle of servants, muscle strength has never been the most important attribute, unless the swordsmanship is equal, the result will be affected by the factor of muscle strength.

However, it is obvious that as a saber, his sword skills must be superior to this muscular man who should be an archer!

Thinking this way, Gao Wen didn't engage in too much stalemate.

Instead, he drew the sword decisively and attacked again. The attack angle of the holy sword was very sharp and tricky!

Chapter 350 I am, Confucius!

"when!"

However, just when Gao Wen was thinking that this sword would strike directly at the soul of a muscular Confucian scholar, something that surprised Gao Wen again happened.

As soon as the holy sword was slashed out, the next moment the muscular Confucian scholar blocked his attack with his sword. From his expression, it could be seen that this blow was as simple as drinking cold water for him.

"Drink! Ha!"

Gao Wen didn't hesitate, and decisively made several consecutive slashes, each blow was from a different direction.

In this way, he expected to break through the seemingly fragile but impenetrable defense of the muscular Confucian scholar, but...Gao Wen was destined to be disappointed.

Facing the oblique strike from Gao Wen's upper left corner, the muscular Confucian scholar resolutely held his sword with one hand and leaned upwards to the left in an attempt to block the sword.

And this just happened to fall into the trap of Gao Wen's feint. When the muscular Confucian scholar started to move, he decisively withdrew his useless slash, and instead stabbed the muscular Confucian scholar's lower ribs from bottom to top!

But at this moment, the muscular Confucian scholar dropped his sword, and directly elbowed down with his right hand.

At the same time, he thrust his right hand upwards, perfectly pinching Gao Wen's sword-holding hand between his elbow and his knee, "Crack!"

"Guhu?!" Feeling the pain in his hand, Gawain's expression was slightly distorted.

Because of this pincer attack, Gao Wen's sword-holding hand could not hold his holy sword tightly, so the muscular Confucian scholar took off the holy sword with his left hand and threw it on the ground casually.

After completing this movement, the muscular Confucian scholar did not take advantage of the danger, but let go of Gao Wen's hand so that he could retreat.

At the same time, the muscular Confucian scholar also entered the stance of unarmed combat.

After shaking his painful right hand, Gao Wen also entered into an empty-handed fighting posture, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing towards the direction of the holy sword.

In any case, he can only use his full strength when using the holy sword.

And the muscular man in front of him seemed to hope to move from hand-to-hand combat to hand-to-hand combat. In other words, hand-to-hand combat is the strong point of this muscular man, so I couldn't follow his ideas even more.

Otherwise... I will lose!

"You...are definitely not an archer, are you also a saber...or a berserker?"

"No, no, your mental state is very stable, you shouldn't be a berserker..."

"Which heroic spirit are you?!"

While speaking, Gao Wen intentionally produced a feeling that he seemed to have broken his defense, but he didn't really care too much about the disadvantage of the one-and-a-half move just now.

After all, he was not an invincible person in his time, and it was common for him to fall into a disadvantage.

The last time I fought against Lancelot in my lifetime, I had tripled my ability value at noon and could only draw with Lancelot. As soon as the protection of the sun ended, I lost that battle directly .

Therefore, there was no problem with Gao Wen's mentality.

Hearing Gao Wen asking about his name, the muscular Confucian scholar didn't have any intention to hide, but said bluntly.

"My name is Confucius, and I am from Yin!"

When Bai Song, who was quietly watching, heard the words, Amadeus stopped immediately, 'What the hell?Confucius?This guy is Confucius? ! '

Seeing this muscular man claiming to be Confucius, Bai Song felt that his three views were about to be shattered. How could such a muscular man be Confucius? Isn't Confucius a refined old man? !

After taking several deep breaths, Bai Song barely swallowed the shock in his heart.

"Huh?" Hearing what Confucius said, Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and asked about Xia Jiba himself, did you really say that? !

Well, Gao Wen originally wanted to attract Confucius' attention by pretending to break the defense just now, and then immediately went to fetch his own holy sword, without forcing Confucius too much, and directly served the holy sword to be released.

However, what Gao Wen didn't expect was that Confucius really said his name.

At the same time, Gao Wen was even more surprised by the name, "Confucius...you are Confucius?!"

After saying that, Gao Wen once again looked up and down the muscular man in front of him, and hundreds of question marks popped up in his heart, thinking, 'This the fuck is Confucius? ! '

"Exactly."

"Then... what class of servant are you?" He took a deep breath, although he was somewhat shocked that this muscular man was Confucius or something.

But Gao Wen did not let go of this opportunity, and directly asked about Confucius' rank.

Presumably he, a person who dared to say his real name at will, would not care about exposing his job rank.

"Caster too." After saying that, Confucius had already entered the state of fighting, and it seemed that he didn't want to spend more time with Gao Wen.

Hearing Confucius claiming to be a caster, Gao Wen was stunned. As a first-class follower, and a saber rank in the third cavalry, he was beaten by a caster in terms of swordsmanship?I'm afraid no one will believe it!

And how could this amount of muscle be a caster? Obviously, only a servant of the Berserker class could have this amount of muscle.

'This thing is a caster?What are you doing with me? ! '

Up to now, Gao Wen suddenly didn't believe that the person in front of him was Confucius. The more he thought about what he said just now, the more he felt that Confucius was running the train with his mouth full.

However, after Gao Wen noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere, he didn't say anything verbally, but decisively rushed towards his holy sword. Only by getting the holy sword could he defeat this self-proclaimed Confucius. people!

However, it seemed that it was expected that before Gao Wen left, Confucius came to the holy sword one step ahead, blocking Gao Wen's way.

"So fast!" Feeling the speed of Confucius, Gao Wen was startled.

No matter how Gao Wen felt at this time, Confucius was getting more and more disappointed with Gao Wen at this time, he shook his head and said, "A gentleman is not a weapon."

(Interpretation: A gentleman disdains to fight with weapons)

After saying that, regardless of whether Gao Wen understood it or not, he directly raised his fist and hit Gao Wen who came in front of him because he couldn't stop.

"boom!!!"

Immediately, Gao Wen's head was hit by Confucius' iron fist, and the whole person flew backwards and flew away at an extremely fast speed!

Feeling the sharp pain in his head, Gao Wen felt as if his skull had been cracked by Confucius' punch, and the pain was as if it was about to explode.

However, it was not over yet, and Confucius would not waste such a good opportunity.

When he punched Gao Wen and sent him flying backwards, Confucius also brazenly chased after Gao Wen who was flying backwards!

Chapter 351 The Terrorist's Throwing of Tiles!

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!"

Every time Confucius stepped on the ground, a crack would appear on the ground. Ultraman Gaia would give full marks to this scene!

If Gao Wen with such a running posture was compared to a gorilla before, then Confucius at this time is more like a tyrannosaurus rex, and he is still the kind with blood rage.

After blatantly chasing after Gao Wen at a faster speed than when he flew upside down, Confucius directly grabbed Gao Wen's ankle with one hand.

After that, he suddenly started to brake with his foot, and at the same time dragged Gao Wen towards him.

Gao Wen noticed that Confucius held his ankle with his right hand and pulled him towards him, while his left hand was raised high, already ready to go.

So decisively, he tried to block the blow with his hands crossed.

"No, it's the front...Puff?!"

However...it was too fast, the speed was really too fast, so fast that Gao Wen had no time to defend, and Confucius' left fist was blocked.

And the location of the attack was the same location where Gao Wen tried to stab himself with the sword before.

Apparently, Confucius didn't remember the overnight revenge, because...the revenge was already reported on the spot!

The moment he was hit in the abdomen, Gao Wen suddenly looked like a shrimp. The only difference between him and the shrimp at this time is probably the size.

"boom!!!"

Under the action of the force, Gao Wen's back directly slammed into the ground, causing the ground to tremble, making Bai Song, who was quietly watching the battle from the sidelines, a little unsteady.

At the moment of the impact, Gao Wen's mind went blank, and he was almost stunned.

Gao Wen was almost numb. At this moment, he really wanted to greet the family of the person who chose the time for this competition.

Can't we just choose to start the game at 11 o'clock like yesterday's game?It turned out that it was not a good time to choose, but I chose an outrageous eight o'clock.

As a man protected by the sun, Gawain can triple his strength during the 9 hours from 3:3 am to noon, and the 3 hours from [-]:[-] pm to sunset.

When he first chose to participate, Gao Wen thought that since yesterday's competition started at noon, this time it would definitely start at noon for the sake of ratings, and noon was obviously his time.

However, Gao Wen never expected that the sixth child actually changed the time of the game.

It would be fine to move forward by an hour or two, and it was still within the coverage of his protection, but it happened to be revised to eight o'clock, such a time when he was not favored by the sun.

It made Gao Wen start to wonder, did the organizer of this competition adjust the time forward because they found out that someone was protected by the sun?

At this time, Gao Wen felt that he was about to be beaten to death by Confucius, and he even considered whether to give up the match, after all, his own life was at stake.

However...it's not over yet, Confucius is still exporting!

Looking at Gao Wen who was about to lose consciousness, he was speechless and confused.