Law of the Devil

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(Another big chapter!

Chapter 511 [Murder Dance!

Three days!!

Three days after the proclamation of Dewey, the people of the Imperial Capital finally had the day to look forward to!

The previous night, the Emperor hung huge signs in all the casinos: Duke Tulip, Duels, Holy Knight Grand Knight Commander!

It is said that the betting people crowded almost all the casinos.

From the current odds, it is clear that Dewey is going to be a little hotter than the Randall Knight. Though no one has really seen the Duwei show off their martial arts so far, it was only a small show on the ring that day. Randall, on the other hand, is a man who knows a lot about martial arts.

However, in terms of odds, Dewey still stands out. Obviously, but most of the gamblers who like to bet money are some hot blooded guys, and Dewey's declaration on the stage that day is so arrogant that it fits the appetite of these guys.

And that day, after noon, the alley was almost empty!

Almost all the citizens of the Imperial Capital City, all poured out to the Knights Association playing field!

All the thousands of the lowest tickets in the square beside the ring have already been sold out, even the black market price tickets outside have been multiplied hundreds of times!

The seats on the second and third floors are naturally already full! Today, His Highness the Regent of the Empire, and almost all of the Emperor's mighty figures are here!

On the temple side, the spiritual leader of the Empire, His Holiness Pope Paul XVI, also sat early in the box, beside him, and followed several elders in white.

Half an hour before the start of the competition, the venue had been overcrowded, and the Didu Public Security Department had sent all the men to maintain little order.

A wave of cheers in the crowd, all eagerly awaiting the start of the game! And the cheers from the venue reached the streets outside, making tens of thousands of citizens waiting outside without tickets more anxious. They screamed madly, unfortunately facing 2,000 heavily armed members of the security services, they had to wait outside.

Finally, the atmosphere reached a boiling point after the sound of a copper gong in the race!

Because today is the rematch, the arena is several times bigger than the preliminaries! On top of a large, circular platform, two channels were set up on both sides.

After the drum sounded, in a tidal noise, Randall, the Holy Knights Lv8 Knight, the Great Knight Chief, this Deadly Enemy of Dewey's Must Kill, walked to the stage in a gloomy face!

Randall abandoned the previous two games in a lightweight leather suit and wore a silver standard holy knight armor! Though the knight's armor is a bit heavy when fighting on land, this weight will have little effect on an eight-level knight.

And after seeing Dewey's silver fight, Randall had all the contempt! Heavy armor at least strengthens some defenses - and this battle is about Randall's own life and death, and the glory of the Temple! He had to pay attention!

As Randall came to power, he quickly lifted his cape, trembled twice in the air, threw it on the ground, pulled out his long sword, and fought hard on the blade!

Buzzing, under the metal oscillation, suddenly the whole crowd broke their throats! Many of the gamblers who bet he won cheered in the audience under the ring, holding up betting votes and waving at Randall's mad cry.

Dewey appeared only two minutes after the crowd shouted.

Dewey tied one of his long hair up casually, and surprisingly, for such an important duel, Dewey wore only a very lightweight samurai outfit!

Don't say armor... he doesn't even wear leather armor!!

Deer leather boots at the bottom of his feet stepped on a hard bench plank and Dewey still had that weird long bow in her hand!

In contrast to the seriousness and gloom of Randall's face, Dewey's divine appearance was perfectly conservative, his pale, handsome face still carrying that habitual smile. As he walked to the ring, his surrounding voice suddenly calmed down - because Dewey made a push-up move.

As you can see from this move, Dewey's people don't know how much higher they look than Randall!

Randall's face is ugly, he has another thing in his heart...

Just last night, he took the initiative to see His Holiness the Pope, who hoped that before this solemn showdown His Holiness would give himself some will. After all, this battle, nominally a duel against himself by Dewey, was in fact a challenge to the dignity of the Church by this Duke of Tulips!

For a duel of such importance, the Pope should have said something to himself, even a few words of comfort or blessings...

But last night, Randall waited a while outside the Pope's prayer chamber and waited only for a word from a cleric who served the Pope: "His Holiness has asked me to tell you to do what I can to defend our dignity. ”

That's it!

The Pope didn't even see himself!

This unexpected move buried a shadow in Randall's heart!

But he did not know that the Pope had not seen him because he could not bear it!

No one knows what Dewey is capable of, but the Pope does! He can even kill an angel... not to mention an eight-level samurai?

He shouted so hard, Randall tried to get these thoughts out of his head, and then he stared dead in the eyes at Dewey in front of him, shouting, his sword lifted, pointing at Dewey, and he drank aloud: “Duke of Tulip! Let me see your strength! Let me see how tall you guys are! ”

Boom!

Everyone downstairs heard Randall's challenge, and the shouting was higher.

“I will let the sword in my hand tell you how ridiculous your madness is to the great temple! The majesty of the temple is not something you can shake! ”

Randall stepped forward.

Dewey looked at the guy in front of her and suddenly smiled softly: “Bored. ”

“You... what did you say? ”

“Boring.” Dewey whispered, “I'm here to kill people, not to talk. ”

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As soon as the opening shouted, Randall forced himself to calm down and warned himself that the other party had deliberately provoked himself!

He held his sword in his right hand, drank loudly, and pushed under his feet! A few crisp voices and the stiff planks on the floor of the ring were instantly broken! With this mighty force, Randall pounded on Dewey, like a hawk beating rabbit!

He is unnecessarily unpleasant, his body is unnecessarily unpleasant and sensitive, man in the middle of the sky, the fighting qi has been quickly destroyed, the bright silver glow above the blade, suddenly put Dewey's whole body under the sword light!

Chop!!!

Boom, you can see Dewey on the floor of the ring, and the one meter thick hardwood slab is crushed! Millions of pieces of wood are dancing! Randall's sword sword heard a string of clicks, and the plank immediately stretched out a crack that was seven or eight meters long!

Knight of the 8th, a sword almost splits the whole ring in half!

Randall chopped his sword on the ring and his heart sank! His sword is empty!

At this time, in the shock of the audience below, Dewey's body had appeared over Randall's body!! No one can see exactly when Dewey got up there!

And at this point, the Deweys just flashed in the middle of the sky and quickly landed on the ground.

Because he can't fly with magic, this jumped halfway into the sky, and he jumped on it with pure force!

Randall, after all, is a knight who has been heavily trained for half his life. One sword is empty, and although surprised, he is not panicking. Once he has a sword, one cross is waving towards Dewey behind him!

Sword Feng has not arrived, the whistling fighting spirit has reached Dewey's face!

At this time, Dewey finally made his first move!

Seeing him standing in place, he just gently laughed. A finger snapped a bow string with a long bow gently trembled...

Buzzing, the whistle hit the silver sword in front of Dewey, and suddenly the land collapsed, turning into fine dust!

At this time, Randall's blade had reached in front of Dewey, and Dewey stepped back once again, but the lightning bolted out his hand, and his two fingers suddenly bounced seven or eight times over Randall's blade, like lightning!

All present, however noisy the scene may be, still hear the sound of a continuous series of metal collisions!

Randalton felt a numb wrist, his palms hurt so much, the long sword was played so many times, that a continuous string of forces crashed up along the blade, he could hardly hold the handle of the sword!

In his heart, this is the hidden birth of a slightly worse: this Dewey, is his martial arts above me?

That's absolutely impossible! No matter how talented he is, he can't be a little boy, he can practice magic and martial arts at the same time above level 8!!

With this slight fury, Randall shouted and waved his sword with his hands!

He's a knight, after all! Of all the swordsmanship of the Holy Knights, the most ruptured, the most courageous swordsmanship ever displayed in his hands!

Inspired by anger, Randall's sword carried an unparalleled fighting light, almost like a torch, and the windy swordsmanship unfolded, bringing out the airborne lane frenzy!

I saw him beneath the blade, a wind rolling in the air, flying out towards the surrounding area!!

And in the wind, under the temper, Dewey's figure was like a fallen leaf, floating back and forth under that fierce blade...

He actually...

He actually...

He got away with it!!

Above the observation deck, in the compartment, the chief samurai of the palace, Chick, looked serious and suddenly lowered his voice: “I cut eighteen times across, nine times upright, and six times round, of which there are nine changes... well, I can only see nine.” There was excitement in his voice: “Your Highness, Dewey was amazing! Such an attack, even for me, can only be resisted and cannot be avoided altogether! ”

In the other compartment, Dron had already pinched the bottle in his hand, and his face was covered with weight!

“Sixteen variations!” He suddenly grows out of breath: “That Randall swordsmanship has reached its eighth level! Looks like Dewey's got a lot more strength than we thought! ”

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Almost all the audiences below forgot to cheer!

That whistling fight, the frenzy, is all over the ring!

I saw the bright silver fight, like a summer storm, two shadows flying back and forth, and the Randall knights roaring!

Above the ground, the hard ring made a groan! The boards keep cracking!

Boom!

Finally, when Randall's furious attacks were all gone, he suddenly retreated! This Holy Knight still hasn't forgotten his instinct to fight!

Now that all attacks are down, he retreats quickly while remaining vigilant enough to prevent the opponent from repelling!!

But……

All of a sudden, he saw one of the other's hands, passed through his dense temper, and he found a gap in the temper under his sword, so he “squeezed” in!

Then this hand rests on Randall's chest...

That loud noise, everyone heard it clearly!

Randall knight rose empty-handed and flew out toward the rear, then he snorted and landed on the ground, the knight's armor on his chest was completely broken!

He struggled for a moment, just climbed up, wow, bled out!

Look behind you, you're already lying on the edge of the ring!

His heart is pounding... now that he can repel himself here, he can just hit himself straight off the stage with a little more strength!

But he deliberately took control of the power and let himself fall on the edge of the ring, but didn't fall...

Randall bites his teeth so hard that he decides to kill me!

After getting back on his feet, Randall simply ripped off the broken armor on his chest.

“Why don't you jump.” Dewey walked slowly step by step and his voice even looked "gentle”! But this gentle sound made Randall listen to the cold in his heart!

“You should know, you're not my opponent at all.” Dewey sounded sober, as if to say one of the simplest things: “I just reached the edge of the ring, and if you were smarter, you would have fallen into position to save at least one life. ”

“Boo!” Randall said to Dewey, “I'm a proud knight of holiness! I will die defending the dignity of the Holy Knight! Dewey, come on! ”

Dewey shook his head: “The good words are courage, the bad words are death and life. ”

Randall's face was furious, he yelled, and suddenly he rolled out! His body rolled almost a dozen times faster on the ground! This orthopedic posture doesn't look anything like just getting hurt and throwing up blood!

Then, his fighting temper over the sword was undiminished, but he swept away and cut it off toward Dewey's feet!

At this point, Dewey finally moved again!

His body suddenly twisted and suddenly fell back! And then suddenly he put one hand on the ground and made an upside down position! Randall attacked his feet with a sword almost flat on his wrist!

And at this point, Dewey's got a side! Lean on the ground with only one hand, but his body twisted a little, almost parallel to the ground!

In this position, Randall leaves one choice up and one strike down again!

Randall took a deep breath, his temper broke to the extreme, beneath the fierce dance, almost locking in all the surrounding air! Knowing that Dewey was acting strange, he simply tried to compress each other's space with his fierce fighting temper!!

If this should be the right thing to do according to common sense… but it's just “common sense”!

In the view of the audience under the stage, Randall was so powerful, he had swordsmanship in his hand that he almost punched Dewey backwards and backwards, but in the eyes of the people who knew the goods, he only saw Dewey holding the long bow in his arms easily, like a brilliant dancer, jumping back and forth under the fierce sword of the other party...

Yeah, that's right! It's like a dance!

Beautiful posture. If the sword of the other party is fierce, Dewey's stature is always so indulgent, as if he had no fireworks... he is acting like a human being at this moment!

“You! Can't you just hide!” Randall screams angrily: “Come on! Dewey, fight me! Can't you just hide? ”

All of a sudden, his voice had just fallen, but he watched Dewey under his sword, his body twisted strangely, and he actually pasted it in front of him!

“Do you want to fight? All right!”

Dewey had a playful voice.

Randall was shocked and quickly waved a sword into the past, but this sword, Dewey, did not hide!

The long bow in his hand suddenly drew a beautiful curve, then the long curved barbed blade bent like a crescent moon on the corner of the bow, but it was almost as wonderful to “hook” Randall's sword!!

Buzzing, their weapons finally collided for the first time!

But before Randall had a chance, Dewey's body had made a leap in place, holding a long bow in his hand, and his body had taken advantage of Randall's sword's support and skilfully jumped as light as a bird to Randall's right!

Then Dewey's footsteps were “elegant", as if he had just walked three or four steps, the long bow angle barbed, locked each other's sword, but pulled back...

Clang

Randall snorted painfully! Watching his sword blade be sped like a ghost charm, he took it back to everything and instantly cut it in through the gap in the armor of his other arm!

Everything, as if calculated to an incredible level of precision!!

On the stage, in the compartment, Dron stood up nervously: "What martial arts is this? This is a dance! A killing dance! ”

Randall swords again. This time, Dewey still spins his body in place. Relax and let the other blade stick to his body “slip” past. Then the reverse blade of his long bow locks the other blade again, sliding as Dewey steps...

Clang

Randall's sword stabbed his own other arm again!

“Well, I've had enough. ”

Dewey suddenly coldly said!

He started the final dance!!

At this moment, no one saw Dewey's movements. Everyone saw only a smoky figure floating with the wind. I didn't know how he moved, but I went around behind Randall!

With a whisper, the bowstring had gently cut Randall's shoulder and the blood splashed out!

But Dewey got around so cleverly that he didn't even get a little blood on his body!

His body was like dancing around a fire column, and Randall, who acted as a "fire column", seemed to have lost all resistance.

Look at Dewey squeezing his long bow around Randall, dancing with that lightness and weirdness to the extreme, walking fast... no, he shouldn't use the word "walk”, he almost “swim” round!!

Randall's body was suddenly stiff there, and when Dewey stepped back and stood there lightly, he looked at the opponent in front of him and said, “I told you, you shouldn't mess with me. ”

After that, he actually turned around, walked off the ring so unnecessarily, and turned away...

The whole place is silent!

It's been ten seconds! For the last ten seconds, Randall stood there quietly as if he had stayed completely...

Finally, when he heard a sound, his sword fell on the ground!

Then there was a slight red line on the knight's neck skin! This red line is getting deeper and deeper. Finally...

Puff

Blood suddenly sprayed! That great head slipped silently through his neck and finally banged!

And that headless corpse is still standing there!!

At this moment, the whole place was stunned, and no one even called out!

At this time, Dewey had long gone from the path of the ring...

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