Magus Tech

A few hours passed.

The sun hangs high, the bright sunlight shines on the ground, the temperature starts to rise, and the enthusiasm of the onlookers in the Kailuo City arena begins to rise.

Kero City’s arena is not very large, but it is not very small, and can accommodate nearly 10,000 people.The whole is oval in shape, with the height of a full three-story building, with a large number of audience seats on the periphery and an open space of nearly 100 meters in the center.

At this time, there were two young swordsmen battling nervously.One of them was about twenty years old, with a grim look, holding a big sword with both hands wide open and wide open.The other is Raymond, holding a one-handed sword, some of which are suppressed and are constantly dodge.

"Boom!"

The two swords collided from time to time, making a golden stone symphony.

Numerous crowds onlookers kept shouting: "Kill him, kill him!"

Hearing the yelling of the audience, the man with the two-handed sword showed a greasy smile and looked dangerously at Raymond. The offensive increased, forcing Raymond to keep backing, and his mouth said: "Boy, you must hurry up Surrender, or be killed by me! I tell you, I cannot be defeated, but I want to be the champion of this swordsmanship competition."

Raymond listened to the other person's words, looked ugly, gasped and continued to dodge, with a slight remorse in his heart: yesterday should not be too "worked", resulting in today's lack of energy and speed is also very slow.Otherwise, the clumsy “bear” in front of him who had only used his strength to do so would have been taken down.

Raymond thought this way. The two-handed Epee man was attacked fiercely again. He first lifted the Epee high, and then slashed from top to bottom, striving to cut Raymond in half.

Raymond's eyes were sharp: "Good opportunity!"

At the next moment, Raymond exploded his full strength and rushed forward. Before the epee fell, he rammed into the arms of the two-handed epee man and knocked the opponent out of balance.

With a bang, the man with the two-handed sword fell to the ground, and Raymond quickly swung his sword on the opponent's neck, breathing heavily: "Hoo...hu......, surrender, or do you want to die?"

"Ah." The two-handed epee man hadn't reacted for a while, and felt the coldness of the blade before his body stiffened. The fierceness just now was completely gone, and he said with a big tongue: "Shoot...surrender."

Talking, the other party fumbled in his arms, and even pulled out a white handkerchief, raised it and shook it, apparently he was already prepared.Of course, this in exchange for a long boo from the onlookers.

Raymond didn't want to be entangled with the other party. The other party's surrender had already achieved his purpose. With a long breath, he walked staggering toward the entrance and exit. He needed a rest now.

At the entrance and exit, Richard and Nancy were standing together, watching Raymond walking back and talking in a low voice.

"Are you going first, or am I going first?" Richard asked.

"I'll go first." Nancy said a little strong.

"That's good," Richard said indifferently.

At this time, the host in the field had already shouted with his throat: "Next, I will invite two other young swordsmen to appear. One is... well, No. 17, Triestana from Bander City , The other is... well, No. 32, Nancy from Pompetz.

Both are female swordsmen, and I hope they have a swordsmanship that is not lost to male swordsmen.Okay, let's take a closer look, who of them can go further."

In the shouting of the host, a white handkerchief fell to the ground. Nancy and her opponent Triestana walked into the middle of the open space, and they looked at each other.

Nancy looked at her opponent and found that it was a girl with a freckled face and a cold face.

And the other party looked at the same, and the first sentence of his mouth was: "Frame!"

Nancy's eyebrows were raised, and she didn't even bother to speak at the next moment, and she drew her sword at the other side.

"boom!"

The other party blocked, but a little hasty, apparently did not expect Nancy not to reply at all, just say fight.

Nancy is not at all polite, and does not give the other party any chance to adjust. After the sword is cut, she continuously attacks, suppressing the other party to death, making the other party panic and the pace becomes more and more chaotic.

"Boom!"

Long swords collided constantly, and after half a noise, Nancy suddenly had a long sting.

The other party quickly blocked, but Nancy took advantage of the situation and cut it on the other's wrist.

A string of blood sprang from the opponent's wrist, and he cried out with a sword in his hand.

Nancy moved forward quickly, kicking on the opponent's chest, kicking the opponent to the ground, and then stepping on the opponent with one foot.

"brush!"

Waving the sword, the blade ran across the opponent's face, marking a blood mark, which made the opponent startled and frightened, and finally the sword tip stopped on the opponent's eyes.

Nancy said aloud: "You have the ability, tell me what you just said, do you believe me or not make you blind?"

"I..." the freckled girl named Tristana shuddered slightly, "I... wrong, I... I admit defeat..."

Speaking, he quickly raised his hand and shook it, indicating to the host.

The host then announced the result, and of course, it also means that Nancy can't casually make any damage to Triestana.

Nancy snorted, put away her sword, and walked to the entrance where Raymond and Richard were.

"You're angry." Richard saw Nancy go back and said, "It's so fierce."

"She scolded me." Nancy explained.

"Ah, no wonder." Richard shrugged and expressed understanding.

"Actually, it's fine." Nancy narrowed her eyes. "Isn't Macbeth saying that, as long as you can win, the sooner the better. The next is you, I hope you can end the battle faster."

"I'll try it," Richard said, walking towards the field.

...

Leaving the entrance and exit, the sun shining down, Richard felt a warmth, squinting at the dazzling sun above his head, and walking quickly under his feet.

On the opposite side, a figure stepped out quickly, with a sturdy body, bare-chested upper body, holding a four-finger wide sword, looking at it, falling on Li Cha holding a slender sword, showing a slightly disdainful expression.

Richard looked calm.

The two soon met in the middle of the open space, when the host was a bit delayed: "Well, the two swordsmen to be tested below are the 26th swordsman-Delai from Knock City, and the 33rd Swordsman-Richard from Pompetz. Okay, let's see how they perform."

Talking, the host threw a white handkerchief towards the ground.

The handkerchief descended slowly, and the eyes of Richard and his opponent Drey fell on it.

De Lai watched and said aloud: "Boy, don't you scream when I unload you for eight."

Richard has no expression on his face and no response. In his heart, he is thinking about something: Before the start of the swordsmanship competition, Macbeth had already made it clear that the three of him, Nancy and Raymond, were actually very simple. Then keep on defeating the opponent and keep winning.

Because it is now a youth-level swordsmanship competition, the time is not long, only three days, exactly two and a half days:

The first day is the preliminary round, and the eight best swordsmen will be selected;

The next morning, in the quarter-finals, the semi-finals were selected from the eight selected players;

In the afternoon of the next day, it was the semi-finals, and the top three were decided;

On the morning of the third day, the final was held to decide the champion.

At the end of the competition, the arena will be trimmed for half a day, and then a seven-day adult-level swordsmanship competition will be held. That is the focus and the climax of the carnival. At that time, the entire arena will be full and hard to get a ticket.

However, in the finals of the youth group, King Khufu of Egypt will definitely attend. When the time comes to kill the other party, even if the task is completed.

Richard thought so, and the Dray next to him continued to whisper provocatively: "Boy, I'll call you Dad later, call you..."

"brush!"

Richard suddenly shot without warning, brandished his sword, and then stopped it.

A gust of wind blew through, raising a large amount of dust in the field, and the swordsman Drey's eyes flashed, a little stunned, looking at the blade resting on his neck, it took a long time to react-he lost.

He lost?

This... is this too fast?how can that be?

The game has not started yet, how could it be lost!

Drae's eyes widened and he shouted at Richard: "You cheated! You shot ahead!"

"I didn't." Richard said, "I shot the moment the handkerchief landed, in line with the rules."

"Impossible, how could you be so fast!" Dray was not convinced, looked at the host, and tried to recall justice, "Big...Master, he cheated, he..."

The host was also stunned. He didn't expect a game to end so dramatically, but he did have some fairness.I looked at the handkerchief on the floor, and then looked at Dray, and announced: "No, he didn't cheat. He shot after the handkerchief was on the ground, so... you lost."

"I……"

Delai collapsed, looking at Richard: "You... how can you do this?"

"I...will."

"you……"

"There is a chance to see you again." Li Cha closed his sword and turned to the entrance.

De Lai looked at Richard's back, his eyes flashed and flashed, his teeth bite and bite, his hand holding the four-finger broad sword was tight and tight...

At this moment, De Lai, with extreme unwillingness and unbearable anger, really wanted to rush up and give Richard a sword...

then……

"Ah, goodbye." Delai said to Richard's back, and turned to another entrance.