Ride and Cut

Both sides stood in the demarcated ring and each bowed to each other.

　　 A group of strong men laughed and laughed around the circle, joking with each other to witness the start of the youth sword fight.

　　 With a snap of the finger as if blowing the horn of the charge, Sinclair started the game with a diagonal upward lift, while Higuain put on a standard sideways defense starting position. Waiting for work, knocked away the sword that was delivered to the door. Taking advantage of the strength to vacate the second stage is also a neat cut, but it can't hold back Higuain is still defending, and can only continue to be knocked back.

　　 The clash of wooden swords kept on for a while, and Richard looked at it for a while, and he knew it in his heart.

　　 Sinclair is about half a head taller than Higuain, and his arm span is much longer. But Higuain's vindictive cultivation is good after all, and the back-feeding physical force is definitely stronger. In this respect, each has its own merits, and it is neither good nor bad.

　　 But Higuain's swordsmanship is obviously not bad, he has a clear posture and has a clear eye. At first glance, he is a famous teacher and apprentice. In contrast, Sinclair is much worse, only a few scattered sword moves, completely out of the system.

　　Duels, especially those where both sides are not at a high level, often win or lose not by who can make amazing moves, but by comparing who makes fewer mistakes.

Even if 　　 Ye Luzi can occasionally make eye-catching performance, but in terms of making fewer mistakes, he is destined to be incomparable to a fully trained swordsman.

　　 There shouldn't be any suspense in this battle, because Sinclair is not even a wild way to count, and Higuain's training can't be mixed with water.

　　 But what is really interesting about fighting is that it is never completely determined by common sense. The situation is changing rapidly, and no one knows what will happen.

　　 Higuain has always used the tortoise king and eight swords from the beginning-first make sure that he is not beaten, and then look for gaps to defend and counterattack.

　　 This little kid can be favored by the dragon, which is a good fortune, and his own vindictive talent is also very good. It is obviously a popular fried chicken configuration. But the cowardly character has long been seen by Richard.

　　 There is Osiris to help, but it's not obvious yet. But at the moment when he fought his swords, the impervious Tortoise King's Eight Swords immediately sold him clean.

　　In contrast, Sinclair played very wild. It's like an angry little lion, sometimes he would rather suffer a loss than just change. The wooden sword hurts as much as she hits her body, but she often grinned and insisted on attacking, even if she suffered a few blows in vain.

　　 Higuain did not get beaten at all, but it was too late when he wanted to counterattack-the "momentum" was suppressed by the opponent and couldn't get back.

　　 stepped back, getting closer and closer to the border of the ring, and finally unable to return to heaven. When I was on my forehead, I suffered a lot of redness and swelling.

　　 Sinclair’s arm was blue and purple but arrogant, because she was the winner. And Higuain was at a loss holding the wooden sword, and couldn't figure out that he would lose to a wild road.

　　 "What do you think?" Richard asked the people around him.

　　 "The beautiful boy was too afraid of being beaten and ruined the situation in vain." Elizabeth commented unceremoniously.

　　 She has been in a very good mood recently, although Lord Alpine Fortress has not yet completely eliminated the Balrog, but he refuses to give her freedom for the time being. But compared with before, the time and scope of the release are much wider.

　　 Moreover, it will not take long to completely eliminate the Balrog, which means that the long-awaited freedom is close at hand. She recently read some books, which said that nobles value promises more than life, and it is no exception to want to come to the lord of the mountain fort.

　　 "If it were a real sword, she would have died several times." Higuain couldn't help but defend himself.

　　 "Since you knew it was a wooden sword before you started, why didn't you think of using the rules?" Elizabeth asked Higuain speechlessly.

　　 "Should we make gestures?" Lord Lord looked at her with interest.

　　 Elizabeth looked at him, her eyes shone with fierce brilliance. For a moment, Richard almost thought he had seen the spider queen of the crazy dragon dance under the moon again.

　　 An invisible and innocent aura spreads at the intersection of their eyes. They clearly haven't done anything yet, but it has already made the onlookers feel like fierce and unrestrained. In an instant the noise went away, and there was no sound!

　　 This is the privilege of a top expert, and it’s easy to have it. As long as you sharpen your skills to the point where you can reach the top and overlook the world, you will naturally be able to cultivate this kind of momentum over time! Otherwise, there is no shortcut!

　　 Sinclair thought that the lord of Alpine Fortress was already a rare master, but he did not expect that charming beauty would also have such a demeanor!

　　 Just when everyone thought it was about to usher in a battle, they were ready to feast their eyes. Elizabeth suddenly lowered her head, her eyes quickly faded, "I can't beat you."

　　 "Hoo~" Exhales in unison, everyone regrets and relaxes.

　　 "When I was in danger, it seemed that I was too obsessed." Richard laughed at himself.

　　 Gaoshan Fort Lecture Hall was here to give classes. Not long after the lord returned to rest, he suddenly received a letter saying that the vassals recruited by Sinclair had arrived.

　　Waiting for him to arrive at the scene, everything that came into view made him couldn't believe his eyes.

　　 There are three to four hundred men and women, and they stand in a pile with the young and the old, carrying all their belongings and cringing, trying to gain a sense of security. The round head and round brain look pretty cute, but the small black bean-like eyes seem to be blind. More importantly, the height is generally less than five points. Against the backdrop of the majestic alpine fort guards, it is as humble and pitiful as the weeds under the banyan tree.

　　 Richard once doubted whether these little dwarfs, like the Sgars, have any giant beasts of the same fetus that can help with their punches.

　　 But this idea didn't even go out to ask other people, and he first rejected it - no matter how thin the Skalls were, their brave and high spirits couldn't be concealed, and they could be remembered at a glance.

　　 In contrast, these little dwarfs in front of them can't even compare to the enthusiasm of the bunny-man scolding the street, they are extremely simple and simple.

Behind 　　 is the shimmering raging river. Richard has no doubt that he can scare them all into the river by screaming.

　　 "Is this a vassal of the royal family?"

　　According to his previous thoughts, if he was a king, he would definitely have to try hard to recruit some Aung Tsang's mighty troops, and it would be no exception if he wanted to change someone else.

　　Unexpectedly, the old king Reinhardt was really very impartial. I recruited a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, and I don't know whether it is preparing for comprehensive poverty alleviation or what.

　　Actually, Shinclair said before that the vassals had a difficult life, and Richard had already found it a bit strange. Because powerful fighters can't go too miserable wherever they go, their fist is their natural job.

　　 I just didn't think much about it at the time.

　　 Now that I see a real person, I finally have a sense of enlightenment—just this silly head is still blind, and it’s a miracle that I haven’t starved to death until now.

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