Infinite Gentleman

Of course, their attention is still focused on the group of knights who have not yet finished. To be more specific, it is the pride of this era, the knight Lancelot.

"Look, they are all looking at you." Gawain next to him said half-jokingly. But in exchange for a very reluctant smile from a friend.

It seemed that Lancelot was not in a good mood. This makes Gawain a little puzzled. I don't know if I said the wrong thing.

at the same time. Almost all the knights next to Yuancheng in the battlefield appeared.

"Ah, well, in this way, it seems a bit unreasonable for me not to play." Sincerely, I thought like this: "Then...show it a little bit."

In the next second, sincerely turned on his horse, pinched his belly, and rushed out——

A new knight joined the melee in this way-but for the surrounding audience, this was really unusual.

Although the ladies and ladies around could not help cheering for their sincere and handsome looks, for more people, sincerity is not any different from other knights——

They quickly understood.

They were wrong.

Like an arrow from the string, he sincerely rode his horse towards the knight closest to him. Before the opponent reacted and wanted to attack him first, his magic spear was already drawn on the opponent's side.

The poor knight was swept off his horse like this, and there was a booing—

But this is not over yet. Successfully cleared the sincere transfer of a competitor, and after falling off the horse, the knight who drew out a sharp sword rushed over. The horse was so fast and powerful that several knights chose to join forces against the enemy.

When people marveled and booed at them—because generally speaking, knight competitions follow the one-to-one principle—before some people can breathe, sincere spears and swords, the total All six knights knocked to the ground.

The first shot swept down a knight as before, and then the left foot got out of the stirrup, kicked another person on the other side, and then used the long spear to block the long swords of the two knights on the right, followed by narrow Jian Guanri's uplifting——Sincerely, just like that, he picked out a knight's helmet, and the poor guy turned pale in fright, and sat on the ground with a "thump".

Then, laughing sincerely, his right hand spear pushed out, and the two knights who were swinging their swords and guns backed out.

They felt an unstoppable force coming, their bodies staggered backwards involuntarily, and then fell to the ground.

The speed is so unimaginable that many viewers have no time to reflect. In the blink of an eye, sincerity has already killed five of the six opponents. There was a knight holding a sword and shield standing silly. Sincerity didn't care about him either, but turned around and ran towards another battlefield.

The silly knight came back to his senses, blushing, no face to stay here, and then left dingy.

Sincerity is running horizontally and horizontally in the arena like this, wherever you go, you will inevitably shoot the opponent off the horse. Even a few knights' reckless siege could be easily resolved by him.

After a few rounds, the entire arena was no longer the same as before-dozens of knights or swollen noses, or limped off the field and went to the loser area to rest.

The audience, the large and small nobles, commoners, the knight's attendants, and the ladies and ladies who came nearby were almost dumbfounded. The battlefield was sincere, and the young knight with purple hair and black eyes cleared the entire tournament by himself.

After regaining their consciousness, the audience uttered earth-shattering cheers - unlike before, this time everyone's cheers were given to the original sincere person on the battlefield.

"This feeling is not bad." Sincerely holding the magic spear high, riding horses in the arena and jogging at small steps in response to the cheers of the audience.

"This is not right, you haven't won yet!"

A knight shouted these words and rushed into the battlefield-then sincerely turned his horse around and rushed towards him. When the two horses crossed, they sincerely escaped his lance stab and drove him off the horse.

"Yes, I haven't won yet." Replied with a sincere smile.

The knight blushed and walked out quickly.

"You are too arrogant?! You want me to teach you a lesson!" On the other side, another knight rushed into the arena. As a result, he was sincerely followed and knocked to the ground.

"I don't know if I am considered arrogant, but I think if you want to teach me, you can't do it."

The other knight hid his face and escaped.

"The next one is me!"

"I'll compete with you!"

"Your opponent is me, young knight!"

The next moment, the three knights entered the arena from three directions at once. Unlike the hairy boys before, they still abide by the rules and didn't want to swarm them. Instead, they stopped and looked at each other, thinking about what to do.

But the next moment, I spoke sincerely and made the three of them forget the rules and killed them angrily: "Let's go together, I don't care anyway."

This is what he said, and he did the same, and the three knights killed them angrily—sincere they stood still, letting them charge at them—

Around the stadium, the audience couldn't help exclaiming, because of the sincerely handsome faces and the strong records of the ladies and ladies who secretly promised, some of them covered their eyes and did not dare to look again——

But the next moment, more enthusiastic cheers sounded, curiously they let go of their hands again, and their faces flushed with excitement.

The three knights fell to the ground together, and the battlefield was unscathed.

At the moment of the moment, sincerely turned his body sideways and avoided the frontal stabbing lance. At the same time, his left hand held the lance of the knight rushing from the left, stopping the opponent's charge, and the magic spear with his right hand swept across.

In an instant, the knight on the right was swept down, and the knight on the left, together with his gun, was thrown away by sincerely waving his arms, just hitting the knight rushing forward. The two fell into a ball and almost broke. neck.

The arena fell silent for a while. The knights who had not yet entered the field looked at each other, but no one entered the field to fight sincerely.

So he raised his head sincerely and shouted: "What's wrong?! Brave knights of Britain, don't you fear young people like me and dare not fight me? You know, you are knights, knights who have lost their courage. What is the difference with salted fish?!"

"damn it!"

Aroused by the sincere stimulus, another knight rushed into the arena with a fever.

——At this time, those who entered the arena are not the novice knights before, but the older knights who have been famous for a long time. They either served in the courts of certain kings and nobles, or joined a certain knight order, and made contributions in various battlefields. Although the strengths are different, there are always people in Britain who know their names and have heard of their reputations.

However, none of this worked. This can't be changed at all, they will be sincerely shot one by one, or killed one by one sword.

Clean and neat, he sincerely defeated dozens of knights in a blink of an eye. Even a few knights attacked him at the same time, nothing could help him.

Around the audience, the spectators were almost crazy, no matter whether their voices were hoarse or not, they cheered desperately for sincerity.

Almost all the ladies and ladies were blushing and cast admiring glances at him. Even more generous, he threw the handkerchief to him without hesitation.

It's a pity that sincerely did not answer.

At the same time, the King of Cornwall couldn't help but sigh to the surrounding officials: "This may be the most exciting tournament I have ever seen. What is his name, that knight?"

The officials next to the king shouted: "Unknown young knight, who are you?! In any case, you have established a great feat! Leave your name!!!"

"I'm Wright Baldwin from Rome!" Sincerely, he shouted with his head upright, "But my homeland is not Rome, but from the farther east!"

The King of Cornwall exhorted a few words with his ministers around him, and then he shouted: "No matter which country you are from, young man, you are one of the best knights in Britain!"

"If nothing else, then he will be the champion of this tournament." The King of Cornwall whispered: "If those two people don't play."

He said this, then his eyes turned to one side--

Although there are still many knights who haven't finished, the vast majority of them are afraid. They did not dare to confront the battlefield in good faith anymore.

And everyone felt that even if they ended up, most of them weren't genuine opponents on the battlefield.