The Emerald Tower

In the hall, the people at the banquet watched the third young man's sword with the'stab' technique. Except that the straw baron couldn't see anything at all, the others nodded secretly. After all, This sword is not only a tricky angle of the sword, but more importantly, it is extremely fast.

Being able to stab such a sword at the knight level is enough to explain the talent and ability of this young man.

Even the Marquis of Vauban, who had been looking gloomy, was slightly surprised when he saw this sword; however, immediately, his expression became more gloomy.

Naturally, the Lord Marquis knew what Guludal did.

And because of this knowing, he will have more anger-after all, it is unacceptable for any force to strangle young people with potential in the cradle.

As for the young people in front of them to create miracles?

Although the Marquis of Vauban had expectations in his heart, he looked at it more calmly. With the strength shown in the record of Gulordal, this young man is obviously not an opponent.

Unlike the Marquis of Vauban, who still had a glimmer of hope.

Dean never thought that the young man had a chance to win.

The gap in the strength of the two sides can no longer be made up by one or two techniques, unless it is the secret technique of the royal families and great nobles of various countries.

Otherwise, the outcome has already been determined.

As if to confirm Dean’s conjecture, when the long sword was about to enter the body, Guldal moved—

Woo!

With a dull sound, Gu Luodar's body twisted clockwise. Hold both hands at the end of the hammer handle. There was a sudden push. Suddenly, the warhammer pierced straight out.

Spike!

Some of the people present couldn't help but whispered in surprise.

Warhammer stab? !

After exclaiming, some people were even more surprised. Obviously, they didn't expect Warhammer to be able to make long swords, and even Dean couldn't help squinting his eyes.

And the young man whose long sword sprang out?

Obviously he hadn't considered this with a look of surprise, looking at the hammer head getting closer. Although he tried to stab his own long sword, the difference in length between the one-handed sword and the long-handled warhammer made such efforts seem so futile——

boom!

With a muffled sound, the head, which was originally intact, was torn apart like a crushed watermelon.

"what!"

There was a scream from the audience, of course, it was definitely not the young lady of Baron Tyre, but the straw-bag baron-after a scream. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

Suddenly, the audience was in a hurry.

same. Because of that brain splashing, the center of the hall was also busy.

In such a busy state, the Bishop De Hall smiled, as if turning a blind eye to the surroundings, while the already gloomy face of the Marquis of Vauban seemed to be clouded with thunder and anger at any time.

As for the Gurodar who won three games in a row?

At this moment, he was standing there and shouting, while constantly dancing the warhammer filled with brains, making the already busy cleaning even more difficult.

However, no one stood up and blamed the other party.

Gurodar's strength and three consecutive wins are enough to get such treatment.

Even Shiva, the Silver Knight could not say anything.

Even if he only needs one hand, he can pinch the opponent to death.

After all, the opponent was in a duel and won the victory openly. As a bystander, if he participates in it, he will only be rejected by others.

The same goes for the other great knights who are angry and want to take action.

"Dean Ken? I question your qualifications to become a knight!"

With a few chuckles and chuckles like the laughter of a wild beast devouring its prey, Guludal's gaze scanned everyone in the hall. Even when facing the great knights, it was full of provocation, even Shiva did not change. However, the speed of moving his gaze was a little faster; in the end, his gaze was on Dean.

This in itself is one of his most important goals this time.

As for before?

It's just a handy solution. It's like a snack before a meal. The real meal is here.

Woo, woo, woo...

Wielding the warhammer that still had his brains, Guldal looked extremely excited, his face that seemed a bit hideous, it seemed more and more terrifying, and the timid person was almost unable to look directly.

And Dean ignored the opponent's intimidating tricks. After all, he knew more about such tricks than the opponent.

"My lord Marquis, I also question the knighthood of this Gurodar!"

Coming out of the side of the hall, Dean gave a chivalry to the Marquis of Vauban.

It's like a copy of the words of Gullodhar and the three young people before. However, compared with the three young people before, Dean has undoubtedly received more attention.

In fact, he has been receiving this kind of attention since some reports about Dean's record in Vauban Castle.

However, there has never been a moment when Dean's strength can be confirmed at close range like this.

Therefore, when Dean asked the Marquis of Vauban for instructions, all the people in the audience sat up straight, wanting to witness the rumored strength with their own eyes.

Even those great knights are no exception.

Only Shiva who'saw everything with his own eyes' was able to keep the silver knight indifferent. However, it seemed that he had thought of the scene of that day. After a while, there was a lingering fear on the silver knight's face.

However, those present did not notice these.

When the old butler walked towards the center of the field, their eyes were completely attracted--

Ding!

It was still the Kimpton, with a crisp sound, leaping into the air with a dazzling golden light, and then falling onto the carpet.

"drink!"

Reverse the posture of standing still. When Kimpton just fell on the carpet. Gulodar yelled. Charged towards Dean.

However, the warhammer in his hand did not swing out, on the contrary, it was closed to the side of his waist.

"Sure enough, it's swordsmanship..."

Dean looked at the opponent's offensive posture and couldn't help confirming his previous guess-that so-called warhammer stab was still swordsmanship, even. The man in front of him, who was taller than a barbarian, also used swordsmanship, but he used a warhammer to perform swordsmanship.

At the same time, the opponent concealed this skill well in the ‘recklessness and strength’ displayed by the warhammer, making the people who were at war with it caught off guard and hated.

Woo!

Amid a low sound of breaking through the air, the warhammer pierced out again.

As before, the momentum is heavy. And the speed is incredible, and. It also has the advantage of the length of the long handle warhammer.

At least, if Dean draws his sword, he will never reach him.

The other party can easily kill Dean, just like the young man before.

Therefore, Dean did not draw his sword, or even put his hand on the hilt.

Dean, with his hands hanging down naturally, seemed to be walking in the back garden. Once he walked wrong, he flashed past the warhammer stab and appeared on the right side of the warhammer.

"Drink!"

Guldal shouted again, the original straight warhammer stab, and suddenly slammed it horizontally towards Dean's head, and the hammer head rotated again.

Woo, woo, woo!

This rotation drove the air, flowing violently, and even before the hammer head arrived, Dean's hair had been blown up.

However, Dean was slightly shorter to avoid such a sweep.

"go to hell!"

Seeing the short-bodied Dean, Guldal gave a grin, the swept warhammer suddenly lifted high, and then fell fiercely; this blow had both swordsmanship and warhammer smashing.

It is a move that directly combines the skills of swordsmanship with the advantages of the warhammer.

Moreover, more importantly, the violent breaking sound seemed to indicate that this blow was the ultimate move in the true sense; the first two blows were obviously a cover.

The purpose is to let the opponent fall into this stance of avoiding disadvantages.

In the immediate situation, it seemed that the only retreat left for Dean was to roll on the spot.

However, Dean is absolutely certain that the aggressive blow in front of the opponent is still a false move. If he really rolls on the spot, then it will attract the opponent's real killer move.

A swept low place swept from a high place, after the opponent’s strength and the inertia of the warhammer are combined, such a blow on the body, even with steel armor as protection, will definitely break the internal organs of the attacker. The dead cannot die again.

Dean waited a little, and seemed to be choosing what to do.

And the next moment, the warhammer came to Dean's head.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing the target close at hand, Guludal didn't hesitate, he slammed violently, even more violently by three points.

Obviously, this false move was turned into a real move by Gurodar at the last moment.

After all, Dean's head is under his hammer, isn't it?

The people around him also thought so, and with that exclaim, it was obvious that Dean was doomed to escape, especially the young lady from the Baron Tyre's house, her face turned pale.

boom!

In the muffled sound, the gravel flew, and the long-handled warhammer slammed into the slate under the carpet ~www.readwn.com~ and Dean, who was the original target, was standing one step away from the warhammer.

Escaped? !

Guldal and the people around him were startled; however, Guldal reacted immediately. He suddenly squeezed the warhammer, and wanted to pick up the warhammer again and launch the next wave of attacks.

However, Dean took a step forward and stepped on the hammer like this.

"Come down!"

Gurodar yelled, and at the same time, violently lifted the warhammer upwards, trying to knock Dean to the ground.

However, the warhammer seemed to have settled down and took root, motionless.

ps first more~

After finishing the outline yesterday, it was more than four o'clock in the morning. Although it was the 9 o'clock in the morning, it was almost twelve o'clock when Decadent opened his eyes. Then, after washing his face, he started to code the manuscript. Eat... However, this chapter is still too late, I'm sorry to everyone... (to be continued...) ()