MTL - Morning of Swordsman Tower-Chapter 67

This match will be a turning point in the Silver Gun's plan. If the left-handed knight wins, it will prove that the wrist-rich knight is not worth entrusting what the silver gun wants to do, but at least the left-handed knight can be sent to the army as a matter of course.

As long as the left-handed knight strives for himself and gives him the opportunity to make military exploits, the silver spear can make a big fuss in this matter, and let the Casimir Supervisory Academy realize the natural superiority of cultivating competitive knights into combat knights.

Do you think he is helping the Chamber of Commerce? No, he wants the Supervision Institute to take over the knight athletics program forcefully, and simply treat it as an officer training ground, which is tantamount to snatching the entire plate of the Chamber of Commerce, and will not return it if it is smashed he.

Although those new aristocrats are definitely reluctant to part with this money-making bowl, Yinqiang is very sensitive to the fact that the movement of the infected group in Ursus is probably a precursor to war. Take care of yourself, life and death are at stake, and they can't help but disagree.

But if the knight with the wrist wins, then the plan of the silver gun will be more straightforward. He will let the knight directly take over the Chamber of Commerce, and Rhodes Island will also take over the horse head and become the president. In addition to the secret that Gun Rangli told, it is also very necessary to use force that is not afraid of the opponent's death.

And once the backstage collapsed, the knight competition would naturally be over.

As for whether the Supervisory Committee can tolerate their messing around in Casimir, the drugs that Rhodes Island has produced are enough to make these big figures in power make up their minds, because Rhodes Island itself has no national position, and you do not support Rhodes Island, Rhodes Island will become a boost for Ursus to invade Casimir.

Jogo may not know the details, but he still has a premonition. He probably understands that he and the silver gun coincide with each other, but now he has no time to pay attention to these decorations of his old man.

He just wanted to beat the left-handed knight out of X.

"Wristman... just this name is ridiculous enough, you want to use your hands to defeat the knight? Do you really think that defeating those low-segment garbage proves your vanity? Yao Knight only taught you this?"

Taunting opponents is the usual style of the left-handed knight, not to mention that the wrist-armed knight completely bears the resentment that has been stored in his heart for a long time, even the left-handed himself can't figure out why.

Perhaps it was because the wrist man was one step ahead of him and "defeated" the Yao knight in some way.

Obviously I came first!

"Anyone can say harsh words, but not everyone has a good set of teeth that can take my fist. I know some very good dentists, and you will need them soon."

The left hand did not answer for the time being, because his skills can not only bully the weak, but also suppress the strong. At this time, the restlessness in his heart has proved to him that the knight with the wrist is completely different from the embroidered pillow he fought yesterday. The knight with the silver gun said that he Stronger than Yao Knight is probably true.

But it doesn't matter, the left-handed knight originally wanted to destroy Linguang's family in his own hands, and it would be no different if there was an extra man who wasn't even a Tianma.

"Game start!"

When the game whistle sounded, Jogo preemptively struck as always, and the fist under the high-speed impact was like a tornado. Even the audience across the screen seemed to be able to feel the strong impact.

clang!

The left hand swung down the long spear on his shoulder, and it was meeting Jogo's fist up and down. His body only trembled a few times, but he blocked it directly. The first round was evenly matched.

From the audience's point of view, this is no big deal, it's just a tentative first move, and it's still unknown who will win.

But in the heart of the left-handed knight, there was a stormy sea.

He is still wearing the pure black competitive player's technological knight armor, but underneath it is the Origin Stone imprint of Silver Spear's blood. In one game, the left hand has become a general-level fierce horse in terms of strength.

What's more, the left-handed knight also urged the skills he used to suppress powerful enemies to exceed specifications under the addition of weapons, that is, he put a debuff on the knight with a large wrist that greatly reduced the attack power, causing Jogo to display The power is not even half of the original.

That's it, it's just an even match! ?

Of course, Jogo on the opposite side is not completely calm. You must know that although his current matching level has not yet reached its peak, he is still capable of fighting against the city level. It can't be as shocking as a bear.

It would be fine if he was dodged, even if he barely blocked it with skills like Li and the defensive skills that can defend against direct shells, it is still acceptable, but this is the first time he has encountered a situation where he used strength to face him head-on.

Moreover, he had experienced a sudden drop in strength when he was Superman, and now he has repeated it again, which scared him to check his matching degree quickly, thinking that he had committed some serious taboo just now and only half of it remained.

However, the taboo mentioned in Sett's background story is only his mother. Sett can beat anyone, and the one he wants to beat up the most is his father who abandoned his family and son, but it is absolutely, absolutely impossible to hit his mother.

Could it be that the real identity of the left-handed knight is actually the doctor's mother?

Vomit!

Chapter 184 It's Just One Hand, There's Still Room!

Compared with Jogo's extreme resentment, the left-handed knight is much more sophisticated, and the difference in combat experience between the two sides is immediately reflected.

The left hand actually knows that he is in an extremely weak position, because whether it is the debuff skill he gives to the opponent or the buff that the silver gun gives him, there is a time limit. Once it is dragged to overtime, he will immediately reveal his true colors .

But this only refers to the comparison between the two players themselves, not the situation in the game. Even according to his usual attitude towards the Linguang Clan, his self-confidence should have collapsed long ago, but Titus is a professional "competitor" after all. knight".

Today's so-called competitive knights don't need any competitive spirit at all, but listen to the business association and use their acting skills to make huge profits for both parties. If they play fake games, they will inevitably be reviled by supporters, fans or punters , but it's nothing in front of the shiny gold coins and the fragrant Longmen coins.

And as long as the points and popularity are won back together next time, this is exactly what the spokesperson Charney said to Jogo at the time, that Casimir's business company treats obedient partners well, and also You will not kill the chicken to extract the eggs, only if you continue to maintain your popularity can you maximize your benefits.

Therefore, for him, bearing humiliation is just a common thing, and the benefits he can finally get are his real goal of action. Even though he feels that he is much shorter than the knight with wrists, his momentum has not weakened at all. As long as he wins In the next match, everything the opponent owns will become his possession.

Also includes Yao Knight! And her jealous look!

"I see. Is this what you rely on? Extraordinary brute force, placed in a narrow boxing ring with an iron cage that can't be seen, is a meat grinder..."

Before the opponent could react to the situation, he spun the spear around his wrist with his left hand to break away from the confrontation between the two sides, and then danced a gust of wind, knocking the unprepared Qiao Ge back a few steps.

"But in the knight arena, your self-righteous feats are useless juggling, watch, wait until I chop off your hands, you will kneel here, and beg me to spare your life, so that you can witness the entire Linguang clan Destroyed by me!"

Although the strength is equal for the time being, the left-handed knight is still confident that he can win. Of course, he already knows a lot about the opponent's fighting style. Except for a few skills that need to be guarded against, the wrister basically only knows the two sets of the peasant's three punches.

The left-handed knight himself is not only purely skilled, but also has the advantage of long weapons over empty hands, so there is no reason to be afraid of him.

Immediately, the form was reversed, switching to the left hand to take the initiative to attack. The heavy and huge lance shot a bright silver arc in the air. moonlight.

Probably the silver gun knight back then was not only the national husband of Kasimir's pregnant girl, but also the arrogant and strong-willed subject in the eyes of some CP women. Needless to say, the sun corresponding to the moon is only Margaret's Grandfather came to the Knights.

But in the arena at this time, no one can think of such a nostalgic past. Among the eyes gathered, only after being dazed, he just subconsciously raised his right hand, intending to attack again with a heavy right fist. Jogo.

But the left hand will not waste time with him one move at a time. He wants to make a quick decision and win the game with an overwhelming advantage, just like he did against Maria Linguang yesterday.

"I know you're just a country brat, and you don't have much combat experience at all. Why are you standing in front of me!"

And why did he become the husband of Yao Qiqiu! ?

The latter sentence was just in the mind of the left-handed knight, and he didn't know why he didn't have the courage to say it.

I saw the silver knight spear suddenly changing direction in the air, bypassing Jogo's right fist, and his left hand seemed to be a calligrapher from the Yan Kingdom at this time, writing a horizontally bent Chinese character in the air with a huge iron pen Strokes, but ordinary calligraphers can't do it, and they can only be strengthened to his current level of strength.

The blade of the gun struck Jhogo's left shoulder. The quality of the kingdom's mech knight's armor could not resist the general's weapons and power. The shoulder armor immediately shattered together with the shoulder blade, and the injury was just like Maria's yesterday.

But the left hand felt that this was not enough, his lance remained undiminished, and he slashed down on Jogo's breastplate diagonally, splitting the whole breastplate in two, even the protruding part of the wolf's head on the chest. in this way.

The blood gushing out from Jogo's body seemed to be connected to a fire hose in the knight's armor. Even the lower support of the kingdom's mecha knight's armor was still stable, so that the left-handed knight could not see what he had caused through the limited gap. Whether the wound was fatal or not, and whether it touched the heart, but the amount of bleeding alone was enough to cause a person to lose too much blood and fall into a coma.

"Brother-in-law!?"

There was a burst of exclamation from the stands, and Maria screamed while subconsciously clutching the hand of her sister next to her. This was strange enough for those who cared. Why would the youngest daughter of the Linguang family follow a black-robed people so close?

But Margaret didn't stop Maria's reckless behavior, because she was trembling physically and mentally just now, and she almost grabbed a hammer and rushed down to save others.

But after all, she stabilized her mind, and took the initiative to hug Maria's arm to comfort her sister, and at the same time to prevent her from acting impulsively.

Because Margaret is an elite operator with far more actual combat experience than the left-handed knight, she has already foreseen what will happen next from the subtleties of the game.

"Hahaha, hahahaha, toughness is just your appearance in the eyes of laymen, but in front of a real knight, you are even weaker than that poor horse from the Linguang family. She can barely be regarded as a knight apprentice, but you are just a Humble serf!"

The left hand suddenly raised his head and laughed in ecstasy, thinking that he had won the victory, but when his hand sank suddenly and he found that he could not draw back his knight spear, he realized that it was not that simple at all.

"My mouth smells like this, I have to ask my dentist friends to raise their medical bills."

"what…"

The moment the left-handed knight bowed his head, all he could see was Jogo stepping on the barrel of the knight's gun, raising his right hand, which was still capable of punching, and throwing it at him from the side.

Boom!

The entire audience heard the tooth-piercing sound of metal clinking, like the sound of a hammer hitting an iron barrel, and saw the left-handed knight flying upside down while spinning, but the silver lance was still caught. Jhogo stepped on his feet.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Except for those who bet on the left-handed knight to win, who wouldn't want to see such an exciting reversal picture? But Jogo was not lost in the fanaticism of the audience. He felt that the left-handed knight should be fine, at least it was nothing compared to Jogo's own injury.

On the one hand, his strength has been greatly reduced, and on the other hand, he doesn't know how many Hushu treasures this guy has put under his armor.

"This is just a greeting ceremony, now, pick up your gun and face me again!"

Jogo's left arm hangs down feebly, and he picks up the knight spear with his right hand and throws it over. The words in his mouth are exactly the same as the sentences he threw to Maria with his left hand yesterday, which can be called the extreme of ridicule.

"...Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Chapter 185 Linguang, I will raise that sun again for you

"Are you okay? Xiao Hui, hold on! We're going to that bar soon."

The two little squirrels are escaping from the chasing and killing of the Wuxia League at this time. Although they probably also have the purpose of interfering with the knights' competition, the main reason is that they want to redeem the infected.

Because generally speaking, the regulation that can exchange money for the freedom of slave labor of infected people is just an exhibition model put up to comply with the law of the National Council, and the outside world is not interested in knowing how to operate it.

Of course, individual companies may think it doesn’t matter, it’s just a business, and I’ll sell it if you pay for it, but some companies don’t think so, maybe they use infected people for “other purposes”.

However, today there were two little guys who refused to admit defeat, and even threatened them that if they did not follow the rules, they would report the matter to the National Council, so "naturally", they were intercepted and killed face to face by the assassins of the Wuzhou League .

Didn't even bother to pretend to be an accident like the other competitive players, because these two little squirrels are infected.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay to block it a little bit more."

"Don't be stupid! You have bled so much, if you stop me, you will die!"

"Otherwise, what else can I do, let me watch you being shot to death by them? Then I can't do it even if I die."

"..."

The atmosphere between the two fell into a strange silence for a while, but Sona escaped at a fast speed with Huihao, because the situation was so bad that they even heard the assassin's footsteps.

So much so that when a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of the corner, Yanwei subconsciously chopped down the sword.

boom!

But what Yanwei didn't expect was that she didn't even have the ability to resist at all, and the knight's sword flew out of her hand, and what the opponent even used was just a long and thin staff... Well, it seems to be a sword.

"Don't panic, remember me? I'm a doctor in Rhodes Island. Give your companion to me. She's seriously injured."

"Ah! You are that cult... Bah bah bah! You are Yao Knight's friend, that's great! Please save her and let me join Rhodes Island to do whatever!"

For a while, Yanwei didn't care about why a doctor had such superb sword skills, she just wanted to heal Huihao wholeheartedly. Of course, how could the doctors in Rhodes Island refuse to save them.

Shining smiled at the little squirrel, then helped Huihao from Yanwei's shoulder, and gently made her sit against the wall, so that he could check her injuries and give first aid.

It's just that when the flame tail was hanging from the center of the earth and almost fell to the ground, she suddenly raised her tail, and suddenly remembered that she was still escaping from the pursuit of the Wuzhou League, and her heart jumped up again.

"Wait! Don't! We haven't gotten rid of the thorn yet..."

Before she finished speaking, someone flashed over from the corner, and the short blade in his hand stabbed straight at the back of Yanwei's heart. Such a quick attack was difficult to parry even in normal times, not to mention that Yanwei no longer had a knight sword. Was just sent flying by the Shining.

"Hey! Rampant mouse, don't sneak attack! Come practice with your grandma Jiawei!"

The "Knight of Gavill" in knight armor spoke the Yan Kingdom dialect that he did not know where he learned, and fell from the sky under the dumbfounded gaze of the little squirrel. mixed up.

But it doesn't matter, because the mace with the sound of wind and thunder has already knocked on the assassin's forehead...

clang!

"You, why don't you fall down!?"

The scene turned and came to the arena, the left-handed knight howled at his opponent, because he couldn't understand at all, how could a person have such an exaggerated vitality?

Jogo was covered in bruises, the side of the armor was almost half broken, and even the helmet was smashed by the side of the lance. Under such an attack, even the skull of an ordinary person would be cut open. The left-handed knight was just now He wanted to kill him completely with this blow.

But the battle is not over yet, even though there is only one hand left to swing, even though the face bone seems to have been cut, and the fist can hardly hit the deliberately defensive opponent except for colliding with the lance, the wrist man is still fighting , and even smile at him.

If it wasn't for the left-handed knight knowing that the wrist is Anati, and he doesn't know W, he would probably think that the race of the wrist is Sarkaz.

"Are you joking? How could I fall down before you kneel here and beg for mercy?"

"you!?"

The battle fell into a stalemate again. No matter how the left-handed knight used his crushing skills, except for a bunch of "plasma special effects" crazily shooting, he couldn't shake his body half a point, and Jogo was always standing and being beaten, but he hadn't Use skills other than punching.

In the past, such a fierce battle scene has already aroused the bloodthirsty desire buried in the hearts of the audience. They should take off their shirts, hold them in their hands and wave them in circles, shouting in their mouths to let the players on the field **** each other to death.

But at this moment, the arena was eerily silent, and every attack on the knights with wrists was like a countdown of the pendulum of fate, but they had no way of knowing where the end of the countdown was.

Wrist Hao, why is he so tenacious? Why won't he fall?

"Naturally strong...Prove it to me, Joe, just prove it to me right now, you will definitely win, for the sake of Linguang, let me...let my aunt do anything!"

Zofia was filled with emotions for a moment, and she recalled in her heart the past few days, every word Jogo said in front of her, even if she was playing tricks, she had never felt such warm joy, no matter how much Money can't buy something like this.

"Enough! I'm tired of your vulgar and ugly appearance, which has no bright spots and is full of flaws! How can a savage beast be compared with a knight?! You don't even deserve to be a loser, go die!"

The left-handed knight knew that the time had dragged on for too long, but he never showed timidity, sounding like he was completely irritated.

But Jhogo just smiled at him.

"You're in a hurry, isn't it that your Originium skill, which is used to swear by shrews, is about to get off work?"

In a fit of impatience, he slashed at Qiaogo's right shoulder with his left hand, as if trying to disable his other arm. Of course, Qiaogo punched him, and it was impossible for him to succeed no matter what.

Boom!

The familiar trembling sound sounded again. Obviously, the blow from the left hand was evenly matched with Jogo, unable to break through.

But what no one in the audience expected was that the left-handed knight dropped the spear in his hand before Jogo had time to close his fist, and at the same time pulled out a short blade from under the skirt armor at his waist, and rushed towards him bullyingly. , a knife pierced through the gap in Jogo's armor, right in his heart.