Glory Riding and Cutting

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Ronan entered the Qi posture, the veins on his forehead and arms bulged, and his strength was strengthened again. Dacres' complexion changed drastically. Feeling the huge force coming from the opposite side, he had to pull back .

Since he was born, Dacres has never lost to anyone in terms of strength. His opponents are often knocked down by him with two heavy blows, and he is also a rare swordsmanship genius, with agility and agility. Although the swordsmanship is open and closed, it is steady and orderly, with almost no flaws.

Since he was fourteen years old, he has had few opponents, and has never been defeated in a one-on-one duel. At this time, he met Ronan, who was even stronger than him and whose swordsmanship was not to be underestimated. Si's blood boiled after a long absence.

Dacres is almost forty years old, and his peak period has come to an end, and he has even begun to decline. He thought that he would gradually age, and finally gave up the position of grand leader due to the deterioration of his physical fitness, and retired to the On the second line, now that he met the powerful Ronan, his competitive spirit was aroused again, and he felt that he was really right to challenge Ronan.

Even if his skill is not as good as that of a man fighting to death here, it is worse than slowly feeling the aging of his body until he can no longer lift the sword and can only lie on the bed to die of old age. For militants, it is simply a kind of torture, the greatest torture.

"bring it on!"

Dacres suddenly roared excitedly, and then took a sudden step forward and slashed at Ronan from the side. Although Ronan didn't know why Dacrese was so excited all of a sudden, his hands kept moving, directly facing Cut over.

The sound of metal and iron clashing between weapons and weapons kept ringing. Both of them had fully opened their bodies. The sword was swung fast but very stable. So far, neither of them could hit the other's body. one time.

The surrounding spectators were stunned, especially the guardian knights. They knew how powerful their grand master was. In the past duels, even their strongest knights could not resist Dacles. His fierce attack, basically after a few blocks, he will lose his balance, and the tiger's mouth will shatter.

But now the two actually fought back and forth, which immediately greatly improved the sense of these knights towards Ronan. It can be seen from the selection system of the head of the Guardian Knights how much they advocate force, but They never go to war with foreign countries, and their strongest opponents are the big bandit groups on the edge of the border. They are powerful and useless, so every day they are either training or fighting each other, so they worship the strong even more.

"Your physical strength is declining!"

Swinging his sword to force Dacres back, Ronan said suddenly, he basically didn't break a few drops of sweat so far, but Dacles on the opposite side had already made obvious heavy breathing sounds, and the forehead under the helmet It is also covered with fine beads of sweat.

"My physical strength is basically not exhausted. If this continues, you can't win me, hehe, but it's not my style to bully an elderly person like this. It's not like winning by force. Grand leader, pay attention, go on!" Come on, I want to change something, within these few moves, we will decide the winner!"

Luo Nanping held up the tip of his big sword and said to Dacres, Dacres didn't say a word, but was secretly hurt in his heart, the power of the years was indeed unstoppable for him, even if he had doubled his training now, he could hold on Physical fitness, but it is difficult to prevent the decline in physical fitness caused by aging.

"ah!!!"

Dacres suddenly roared, pushed away Ronan's sword tip and slashed again. Ronan did not block directly this time, but broke out with a speed that he had not shown before, and directly dodged the attack sideways.

"Attention!"

Seeing Ronan's speed, Dacres knew that Ronan hadn't used his full strength before, and suddenly some underestimated anger rose in his heart, and he turned around and quickly chopped off, but Dacres had rich experience after all, although his heart was warm and angry , but still wary of Ronan's speed.

After evading Dacres' attack, Ronan turned around and held the sword body, and directly swung the sharp gauntlet at Dacres' waist. The blade caught Ronan's gauntlet before gouging him.

However, Ronan's right hand holding the sword suddenly flicked, and the guard wiped Dacres's sword and turned it halfway. After that, Ronan's left hand grabbed the hilt of the sword, and directly stabbed forward.

Darkles didn't expect Ronan's move. Even though he tried his best to dodge, Ronan still drew a mark on the armor on his abdomen. This was the first time that one of them hit the opponent.

Ronan wanted to slash horizontally with the sword in his left hand, but Dacres directly held the sword, making Ronan's next attack in vain. Ronan returned the sword to his right hand, and then launched an attack again. This time, Ronan deliberately gave Dacles an opening when he retracted the sword.

Dacres subconsciously seized the opportunity to attack, but immediately realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to withdraw the sword. Ronan put the long sword on his back shoulder, turned his body and slid away, letting Dacres' weapon go along The blade of his sword slid, and finally slashed in the air, and because Ronan added a force, he couldn't retract the sword quickly.

After deflecting Darkles' great sword, Ronan turned his back to Darkles, quickly changed the hand holding the sword, turned his body like hitting a baseball, and slashed at Darkles' wrist with a sword.

The weapon hit the armor, although it failed to cut through the armor because the sword used for training was blunter, but the force of the blunt strike penetrated right in and touched the nerves in Dacres' wrist, causing him to twitch involuntarily. The big sword fell to the ground without being able to hold it.

Dacles looked at Ronan who was close in front of him. After dropping the weapon, he punched Ronan without even thinking about it. He wanted to push Ronan back and open the space to retrieve the weapon, but he was obviously in a hurry And he was even worse than Ronan in terms of unarmed combat. Ronan dodged and grabbed his wrist, moving forward with a force of four or two, tripped under his feet at the same time, and Dacles lost his center and fell to the ground.

When he was about to get up again, Ronan's weapon had already reached his throat, knowing that he had lost, Dacres' body went limp, and he lay directly on the ground, but the face under the helmet couldn't help showing a smile. With a smile, he said:

"You are very strong, I lost! From now on, you will be the head of the Guardian Knights!"

"Grandmaster Dacres, don't forget that I am not a believer of the goddess, so you are still in charge of the grand leader. You have proved yourself to the goddess, and he recognizes your strength. , Grand Commander, there are still many battles waiting for us in the future, you and your knights have the opportunity to show your faith and strength to the goddess!"

While speaking, Ronan stretched out his hand and pulled Dacrese up from the ground.