Lord of the North

"My lord, there is still a long time before the banquet begins, why don't you join us in a simple competition." The knight standing beside Marquis Asa stepped forward and said.

There are two main entertainment programs in this world. One is the competitive competition popular among the nobles, which is participated by the knights under him. They don't need extraordinary strength, but they can only use their own fighting skills. The winner can get honor and respect .

Some nobles will even enter the competition in person.

The other is the gladiatorial competition, which can be visited by both commoners and nobles, and only needs to pay a little money.

The members of this kind of competition are all desperadoes or death row prisoners. The former can get money if they win, and the latter can get a reduced sentence. This kind of competition is quite bloody, and deaths happen every day.

Some large cities have venues dedicated to this kind of competition. For example, the arena in Lucca City, the largest city in the north, can accommodate nearly ten thousand people.

"Bisis, you..." Marquis Asa looked at him displeasedly, but when he met his firm eyes, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

If he rejects his proposal at this time, not only will he appear to be afraid, but it will also hurt the confidence of this loyal knight, and he also wants to fight for his dignity and respect.

"My lord, this subordinate asks for your permission." Seeing that he did not speak, Bisis repeated his request again.

"Marquis Jason, what do you think?" Marquis Asa had no choice but to focus on Jason. At this time, he, the master, had to make a decision.

"Well, I also think it's quite early, so let's do it." Jason looked up at the sky, it was still very early before dark, and it would be good to take this opportunity to learn about the strength of Marquis Asa's men.

"Then let me be the lord's opponent." As soon as Jason finished speaking, Lang Nat stood up beside him. It was obvious that the Bisis knight was targeting him.

"I wish for it." Knight Bisis saluted slightly, responding to Lang Na's special challenge.

"Just go outside." Jason said with a smile: "There is a training ground outside, let's use it as an arena for now."

"Then let me and Little Jason be the referees." Marquis Asa also said that he can only pray that nothing will happen to Bixis.

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"The competitive competition is over, no life is allowed, and extraordinary power is not allowed." Asa Marquis and others stood outside the training ground and loudly stated the precautions for the competition, and then announced the start of the competitive competition.

Lang Nat took off his upper body armor and clothes, revealing his muscular muscles. He was not afraid of the harsh winter cold at all. Holding a black wooden sword in his hand, he opened his tiger eyes and looked at his body quietly. opponent.

On the other hand, Bixis, on the other hand, was much more compliant. Wearing a samurai uniform to keep out the cold, he stood on the other side of the training ground and waited for the battle. Those with strong strength generally would not be weak in combat skills.

The two slowly approached each other after the Marquis of Asa announced the start. It would take some effort for Lang Nat or Bisis to win the game without using extraordinary strength.

The two were very cautious in their first fight, after all, this match was about the honor of the lords of both sides.

"Dear little Jason, do you think your knights can win, or my warriors are better?" Asa Marquis said with a smile when the two were probing each other. Appeared, and gradually became in the mood to continue chatting with Jason.

"It's hard to say." Jason didn't have blind self-confidence on the surface, but he was convinced that Lang Nat could win because his extraordinary strength was not very strong, and his strength mainly came from his tyrannical physique and fighting style.

"Why don't we take a gamble?" Marquis Asa rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "It's just for fun."

"Will this show disrespect to them?" Jason hesitated.

"It's okay." Marquis Asa continued to persuade him.

"Okay then." Since people are eager to give him something, it's hard for him to refuse, Jason thought.

"What's a lottery?" he asked.

"If your men win, I'll give you three thousand gold coins." Marquis Asa stretched out three fingers with a smile on his face.

The handwriting is not small, is it true that the stakes of this kind of gambling among these big nobles are so heavy?

"Then your men won?" Jason asked.

"Don't you have confidence in your subordinates?" Marquis Asa raised his eyebrows.

"Of course not, of course the conditions of the game must be made clear."

"Haha, if Bisis wins, I don't want your gold coins. I just need to help me build a manor in the town."

"It's a deal." Jason was secretly happy, but it was hard to show a triumphant expression in advance.

"It's a deal." Marquis Asa smiled slightly, and turned his gaze back to the battle in the training ground.

He sighed in his heart, what a silly boy.

The two people in the field had already ended their mutual temptation while Jason was talking with Marquis Asa, and the battle became fiercer, and the knights under Marquis Asa around were very nervous.

Bisis is not the most powerful sword master under the Marquis of Asa, nor is he the most powerful extraordinary expert, but he is definitely the strongest among the ten of them.

"Besis, come on!" They cheered for Bisis loudly. In their opinion, this game has been evenly matched so far, and it is not that there is no chance of victory.

Instead, the guards on Jason's side were silent one by one, quietly watching their commander and instructor fighting in the field, but their eyes were firm, because in their eyes, no one except Lancelot could defeat this steely man. warrior!

Although Bisis is tall and strong, he must be far behind the terrifying Lang Nat. He can only reach his shoulders, so his movements are relatively flexible. In the eyes of outsiders, he has forced Lang Nat to the ground many times. There is no way out, and there are many dangers.

But the Marquis of Asa didn't see it that way. He was also a powerful swordsmanship master, and soon discovered something was wrong. Lang Nat was trying to lure Bisis to use his full strength, exposing all his trump cards. This is a good way to speculate on the strength of your subordinates.

At the same time, the person who felt extremely uncomfortable was Bisis on the court. He seemed to be pressing down on Lang Nat all the time, but in fact he had never even touched Lang Nat's trousers. It's time for the iron plate.

The two continued to fight, and after more than half an hour of fighting, the muscles in Lang Nat's arms suddenly tensed, and the black wooden sword slashed down from above, and Bisis hurriedly swung the sword with all his strength, trying to block the attack. Terrible blow.

"Crack!"

Under the nervous eyes of the surrounding audience, the black wooden swords of the two people snapped, and the two people in the field did not continue to fight, just stood there quietly.

"This...is this a draw?" A knight hesitantly said in silence, which can be regarded as expressing everyone's aspirations.

"I lost..." Just when everyone was wondering, Bisis in the field said softly, his tone full of admiration.

"You are very good." Lang Nat responded lightly, then turned and walked towards Jason.

"Looks like I won." Jason said with a smile.

"The gold coins will be sent to you in a few days." Marquis Asa looked regretful.

"Thank you." Jason turned and left, and an inaudible voice came into Marquis Asa's ear, the voice was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly.