A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

Of course, this was just a formality. Both sides knew that this battle had to be fought.

Seeing that neither noble would back down, the priest gave up and prayed to Christ, praying that God would bless the righteous side to victory.

Then the two nobles returned to their respective tents and put on their equipment.

On either side of the field, a small tent was erected. Servants from both sides had already brought in the necessary supplies. Both sides would don their armor and change into their attire in the tents.

When they came out, both of them were fully armed and ready to fight.

It didn't take long for the two nobles and their spear-bearers to walk out of the tent.

According to traditional rules, the master faced the master, and the halberd bearer faced the halberd bearer. Both sides were separated.

The venue is also large enough so that the fighting between the two sides will not interfere with the other side at all.

Giuliano was fully armed, clad in heavy armor, holding a sword in one hand and a large shield in the other. His opponent, Sir Andrew, wore a light but thin leather armor that offered little protection. He carried a small shield in addition to his sword and wore no helmet.

As for the halberd bearers, they were all equipped with chain mail, which was between medium and heavy armor, and their weapons were also swords.

One of the witnesses to the duel asked the two men if they were ready, and they both replied in the affirmative. Then they were asked if they agreed to their opponent's arming, and they also did not object.

The witnesses then stepped back and announced the start of the duel.

Both sides took steady steps and slowly approached each other.

The spectators were thrilled. Many had even stayed up late to get a good spot. They all said that while a duel on horseback might seem intense, it usually ended in injury. On the other hand, a duel on foot, especially one involving swords, knives, and axes, always ended in death.

The two duelists drew closer, soon within a ten-step charging distance. A lull descended, and every spectator held their breath, knowing that Death was already circling the sky like an ominous bird. The women's mouths and cheeks paled and blanched at the thought, while the men stared at the two combatants as if gazing at a rainbow. Of course, some people chattered endlessly, trying to predict which side would prevail based on the posture and weaponry of the two sides.

A horn was blown, a final reminder that the duelists were free to attack their opponents in any way they wanted.

So, after hearing the horn sound, the two halberd bearers quickly rushed towards each other. However, the two knights approached each other slowly and leisurely, rather than launching a charge.

Everyone quickly shifted their attention away from the two halberd bearers, because their fight was truly unremarkable—the two men wielded their swords in a chaotic, chaotic fray. Their movements lacked any trace of martial skill; instead, they resembled a brawl between two fools.

Although everyone knew that both sides were holding sharp blades, and even this messy swordplay could kill people, to be honest, their fight looked dull and stupid, and was completely unwatchable.

On the contrary, the battle between the two knights revealed a certain kind of entertainment from the very beginning.

Because these two people have actually experienced countless battles, they naturally know how to make full use of their equipment.

Giuliano was as steady as an old dog, always using his shield to protect his body and looking for favorable opportunities to launch an attack. Andrea, on the other hand, rarely defended and instead focused on attacking.

Chevalier André's movements were like the strides of a tiger and a dragon. He would sometimes retreat, sometimes attack, and his speed was so fast that many times the audience couldn't even follow his movements.

Whenever Giuliano counterattacked, Andrea rarely used his shield to block, nor did he use his sword to block. Instead, he chose to dodge, let the opponent's sword miss, and took advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

This kind of dodge is much more spectacular than blocking with a shield.

Fortunately, Giuliano was wearing heavy armor, so it was not easy to hurt him.

It takes a full-strength attack to break the armor, or a very precise attack to hit the gap in the armor to cause effective damage.

Thomas swung his sword randomly and pretended to fight while watching the battle in the distance.

The enemy he faced was not even a core player, but perhaps only a novice. Judging from his movements, it was probably the first time for his opponent to put on armor and pick up a weapon.

I guess I haven't held a sword many times in my life!

Thomas could easily defeat an opponent of this level even with his eyes closed and his spiritual field turned off.

It seemed that after paying the price, Earl Sidon completely gave up, not even bothering to find a more suitable opponent.

So Thomas was more of a spectator than a fighter, focusing most of his attention on Giuliano's battle in the distance.

Although he knew that Giuliano had a high probability of winning, if an unpredictable event occurred, Thomas would do everything he could to expand his own territory and use the power of the Steel Soul Secret Technique to rush forward to save Giuliano's life.

Even if my reputation is ruined, it doesn't matter - when I die, reputation is meaningless.

The fighting between the two sides became more and more intense.

Andrea's attack was so fierce that if it weren't for his shield and armor, Giuliano would have been knocked down. But with his shield, most of the attacks were absorbed by it.

Thomas noticed that Giuliano's arm, which was holding the shield, had stiffened, which proved that Andrea's sword was not as harmless as it looked.

With each heavy blow, the force would pass through the shield and be absorbed by Giuliano's arms, gradually accumulating damage.

Thomas shook his head slightly.

Teacher...you are getting old and your physical strength is starting to decline.

If I were ten years younger, this situation would never have happened.

Chapter 55 Duel 8

In the closer circle of the arena, no one spoke.

Everyone was staring at the battle that was bound to end with one side's death.

The sunlight grew brighter, illuminating the four men fighting in the arena, Giuliano's silver heavy armor, and the long sword in Sir Andrew's hand.

Only then did people notice that although this sword could be held in one hand, it could actually be used as a two-handed longsword, because Andre was already doing so.

He threw away the small shield and held the sword with both hands. When holding the sword with both hands, the force of the sword can be doubled.

In the distant castle church the bells for matins rang, and flocks of birds, startled by the sound, took flight from the castle roofs, flapping their wings and chirping shrilly.

While fighting, Andre observed his opponent, looking for flaws.

At the beginning, he thought that the other party was an opponent who did not even have extraordinary powers, but now he felt the danger.

Especially the other person's eyes.

Although it appeared that the opponent had been completely suppressed and could only hide behind his shield to block his attacks, those eyes were not those of a panicked prey, but of a hunter calmly waiting for an opportunity.

He firmly believed that the opponent had no ability to fight back - all they could do was to inflict a tiny, insignificant cut on his body. An injury of this magnitude wouldn't even require medication and would heal naturally in two or three days.

But the brilliance of those eyes made him hesitate.

This was an instinctive intuition, not a rational judgment. It made him understand that the other party must have something to rely on.

Both sides had tears in their eyes and gasped through their clenched teeth, but Giuliano never gave up.

He swung his sword again, striking at his opponent's neck. This time, Andre didn't even dodge, but let the opponent's sword chop his neck.

The long sword, like the previous attack, could only make a cut but could not penetrate deeper.

Then, taking advantage of this opportunity, he kicked Giuliano's sword-holding hand, almost knocking the sword away.

Giuliano stumbled back, using his shield to block the blow, but this time, the opponent crashed into the shield.

His shoulder hit the surface of the shield, and the impact force generated by his entire heavy body was applied to the shield, causing Giuliano to lose his balance and fall backwards.

Andre chased after him with the sword in both hands, one sword, two swords, three swords, continuously slashing at the same position of the shield.

He was as fierce as a storm and as fast as lightning. His continuous heavy blows finally took effect. The upper half of the shield was cut off, leaving a huge gap.

When the next sword strikes, a long crack will appear at the bottom of the gap.

When he knew that the shield could not hold up, Giuliano finally threw the shield at the opponent's face, thus buying himself a gap to stand up again.

"You're going to die, old man!" Sir Andre glared at him fiercely. Without his shield, the other party had little chance of standing up to him. "Sela City should belong to me!"

"If you have the ability, you should seize the land of the Crescent Moon Cult!" Giuliano replied calmly.

"Ha, still talking tough!" Andre swung his sword, once, twice, but each strike was blocked. He felt that the previous battle had consumed too much energy, so he temporarily stepped back, trying to catch his breath and recover as quickly as possible.

According to his own experience, after a short rest, his physical strength would recover slightly. At that time, he could try to use a full-strength attack to cut through the opponent's heavy armor.

But strangely, his breathing became increasingly rapid, yet his strength never returned. Furthermore, he felt as if his strength was further dissipating.

Moreover, not only was his physical strength exhausted, but his attention was also drained. He found himself unable to focus on the enemy before him, instead focusing on things unrelated to the battle. His eyes uncontrollably looked at the audience, at the witnesses of the duel, and at the bystanders who were just watching.

His ears caught the distant cries of men and women: "Hit him! Cut him down! ... Christ rules! Christ punishes! Christ helps!"

Giuliano swung his sword in retaliation, strike after strike. Although each strike could not cause more damage than a cut, the impact of the sword itself still knocked the opponent back repeatedly.

Andre felt his consciousness becoming increasingly hazy, and the opponent's sword fell on him one after another, making his body stagger.

His mind couldn't think straight, and then suddenly, the devastating moment came.

Giuliano suddenly struck a side blow, and the power that protected him collapsed under the blow.

Something that had never happened before happened, and his extraordinary ability could not be maintained and dissipated into nothingness.

Sir Andrew was about to step back out of fear, but at that moment he saw the gleam of a sword. A new blow came, and the blade struck his shoulder like a thunderbolt.

The force that once prevented the sword from penetrating deeper disappeared, and the sword cut deeply into the human body.

"Oh my God!" The audience heard a shrill cry.

Chevalier Andre's legs gave way and he fell to his knees, while Giuliano drew his sword and struck down with all his might once more.

The sword was aimed at the opponent's neck.

A head fell to the ground.

The entire audience was in an uproar, with shouts, discussions, and prayers interweaving into a buzzing noise.

Seeing the battle over, Thomas's opponent, the halberd bearer, immediately abandoned the fight and fled. This action drew a wave of shouts and jeers from the audience. But it didn't matter. The halberd bearer dropped his weapon and ran straight out of the arena. Clearly, no force could bring him back.

Thomas didn't chase after him. Instead, he went over to support Giuliano and helped him take off his helmet.

Giuliano stood there, like a clay or wooden sculpture, breathing heavily, the fighting spirit in his eyes had not yet completely extinguished, his face revealed the paleness of exhaustion and success, and his whole body trembled slightly with excitement and fatigue.

After a long time, Thomas took the other person's hand and led him to the witness's seat.

Faced with this indisputable result, no one could say anything. Only the presiding priest embraced the victor.

"Praise be to Almighty God, who has judged between you two and guided your hands. Amen!"

"Amen!" Giuliano also responded, and then he returned to his tent.

According to an unwritten rule, Giuliano must stay here all day, which is to show that he is always the master of the duel and is ready to accept any challenge from the relatives and friends of the defeated.

Of course, this is just a ceremony.

No normal person would challenge it again.

Several servants came up and took away the weapons and other equipment of the dead man. The leather armor was completely worthless, so no one wanted it and it was left on the body.

Thomas took the time to walk to a closer position on the side of the audience.

Earl Siddon's expression was visibly ugly.

Even from a distance, you could see the muscles on his face twitching.

Thomas made a rude gesture in his direction from a distance.

Lord Sidon was furious, but in such a public place, no matter what he really thought, he could not say it.

It feels as uncomfortable as if you have eaten a piece of shit but cannot spit it out.

The vicious curse in his eyes seemed to be turning into reality.

Thomas was certain that the other party would not stop just because of this failure. On the contrary, he would definitely plan and come up with a more vicious and insidious method!

It could even be said that he couldn't wait to do it.

Chapter 56 Assassin 1

In the castle's reception room, Lord Sidon paced back and forth in a rage.

"They are laughing at me, everyone is laughing at me! And my sister has to leave..." He walked to the window angrily.

His sister is the protagonist of this duel, although she is a hidden protagonist.

Only an accusation from a noblewoman could force Giuliano to accept the duel and also allow the assassin of their choice to take the field.

Of course, if the duel is lost, the woman's reputation will be ruined.

Through Christ’s testimony, the accusation was revealed to be a lie by the woman, and she naturally could not stay there any longer.

Although she might not face any legal punishment (at most she would have to pay a fine), the hat of judge would be on her head for the rest of her life. Any noble who knew about this would naturally stay away from this person.

Outside the window, you can see some people still lingering around the arena.

These were the spectators who, for various reasons, hadn't arrived in time to witness the entire duel, so they could only wander around, listening to the vivid tales of those who had witnessed the entire process. As if to make up for this regret, most of them would find an opportunity to examine the bodies of the deceased.

According to custom, this body must undergo some religious ceremonies before being placed in the coffin and cannot be buried immediately.

In fact, this duel will become a story that many people will tell for years. One could even say that they will tell it for a lifetime!

There were originally two people listening to him, but now there is only one.