Ride and Cut

If there are people in the future who are really bored enough to write a biography for the duel, then today's fight will be the pinnacle, the pinnacle, the pinnacle that cannot be avoided no matter what. Destined to be recorded in the annals of history, leaving a strong and colorful stroke, becoming a legend that even time cannot dim.

It is like a bright moon in the night sky. Once the moon rises, the stars will retreat.

This big list alone is enough to be talked about for a hundred years, thousands of years——

The two princes drafted the rules by themselves and handed them over to a majesty for confirmation, which is the secular authority.

Among the participants are dragon knights and dragon slayers, and the most inconspicuous foil is also the top master of the court swordsman, which is the pinnacle of power.

Witnesses were the Pope himself and several Ice and Snow Bishops, who belonged to half of the faith in the entire continent.

And the stakes are even more astonishing, involving two and a half provinces, which is equivalent to the ownership of a vast land of a large duchy. This is an unparalleled gimmick that is difficult to reproduce.

It is not a war, but its impact is definitely more important and far-reaching than most wars.

This is a coincidence that can only be brought about by special conditions, but it is this kind of coincidence that gives everything an almost legendary flavor.

Of course, there are not a few smart people who can think of this. The accompanying painters smear, outline, and color on the drawing board like crazy, trying to write with all their energy to turn this short moment into eternity.

They know very well that as long as they can leave a not-too-bad work at this time, the immortality that countless painters have worked so hard to desire will become as easy as looking at the pattern with the palm of the hand.

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The use of magic props is prohibited, the loser leaves and the winner continues, and all three retreat for defeat.

In other words, if a single point is strong enough, it is entirely possible for him to play three games without blocking the opponent. In the eyes of most people, Dragon Knight is fully qualified to be this single point.

The competition system is very unfavorable to Pompeii, but in front of a lunatic, there is no reason to say it.

"Richard, it's all up to you." Prince Schmidt held the hand of the lord to cheer him up. Behind him were an earl and a viscount who hammered his shoulders, and the other earl was learning how to make tea.

There are also several masters in the general sense in the mission, and one of them also has an excellent flying beast like a griffin as a mount, so it cannot be said that it is not powerful. But in front of such a stalwart creature like a giant dragon, that kind of strength is like a giant tree facing a real mountain, which can only show how small and powerless it is.

If there is any hope of victory in Pompeii, it can only fall on a certain dragon slayer who does not know whether it is water or not.

If you have to try a dead horse as a living horse doctor, no one is more qualified than him based on his skill of tossing a coin through the wall-it's hard to say what wonderful expressions they would show if they knew how accurate the lord of the Alpine Fort was.

According to Prince Schmidt's intention, Richard should be at the end of the line, so as to save energy as much as possible. But in the end, according to his own strong will, he became the vanguard.

"I won't talk nonsense, just say what you want." Prince Schmidt prayed silently in his heart, but don't run into someone who has nothing.

Those who love fame can't stand the battle to become famous all over the world, those who are greedy for money can't stand pearls like earth and gold like iron, and those who are lustful can't stand red sleeves to add fragrance and beauty like jade.

Make the best use of the situation, there is always a way to drive.

As for the most difficult thing to do without desire and desire, I will let you know what despair is every minute.

"Get that kid Higuain to work under me." The lord gnawed a mouthful of the apple.

"Yes." Prince Schmidt didn't even bat an eyelid. Fuck Dragon Knight, that's two and a half provinces!

"Seedorf and I hit it off quite well, don't hold him back, and get him to work for me too." Li Cha continued to sway people.

"No problem." Prince Schmidt continued without blinking, "Do you need to change the territory? I can decide to give you the richest marquis territory."

"No need." Li Cha waved his hands again and again. If he changed his territory, the spatial rift would disappear. That was a whole new world with infinite possibilities. Where would he cry?

San Jose's lineup has also become clear, and Prince Abel, whom Pompey regards as his biggest opponent, is in the middle.

There are many San Jose passers-by in the Pompeii envoys, and they have already recognized that the two people in front and behind are not great masters, which finally made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

A group of people rushed to the Tunguska Colosseum.

Vatican, as the head court of the Church of the Holy Light, does not accept the extremely bloody and barbaric entertainment of gladiatorial wrestling. This Colosseum is an ancient relic, and it is not badly preserved, and it happens to be used today.

The magnificent dome has completely collapsed, moss grows in the shadows, and spiders make their homes among the ruins.

But from those tall Roman columns and ancient statues, we can still get a glimpse of the prosperity of the year.

The ground is composed of small red and green square stones to form an exquisite mosaic pattern. The place where Li Cha stepped on is the head of a ferocious sea snake. It is said that in some exotic civilizations, this monster symbolizes victory.

"The first match, Pompeii Richard vs. San Jose Gerald." Belluni stood in the high auditorium.

A proper "Symbol Resonance" spell allowed his voice to easily resound throughout the Tunguska Colosseum.

"Do you choose ground combat or air combat?"

Ground battles and air battles do not restrict any mounts. The difference is that ground battles are bounded by the central duel field, while air battles extend to the entire Vatican sky—flying creatures move much faster and require a larger battlefield to attack.

"Whatever you want." The lord shrugged, very casual.

"Aerial combat." Gerald smiled sarcastically, and took out a short golden stick from his pocket, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Obviously, not all dragon knights are so high-profile that they hang the dragon flute around their necks, and some people like to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

A violent uproar suddenly erupted from the Pompeii envoys.

San Jose will send a prince who has the status of a dragon knight, which is already a signal that he attaches great importance to this mediation. It is completely incomprehensible that there is a second dragon knight.

Generally speaking, mediation in this kind of matter is after all a matter of talking about each other and deciding the outcome on the table. No one would have thought in advance that this time it would be reduced to a fist fight. What are you doing with so many dragon knights?

Moreover, there are only a few dragon knights in San Jose, and their names, heights, and looks are no secrets, and this Gerald is no match for any of them.

"Gerald is a new dragon knight, and he was recognized by a giant dragon only after the list of envoys was finalized. As a dragon knight, he is only a novice, Mr. Richard must be merciful." Abel revealed the answer with a very humble mouth, but that kind of complacency was hard to conceal no matter what.