Overgod Ascension

“William from Niagara? ”

Next to Baron Terry, a noble woman with a veil and a small fan covering her half face asked with interest: "Little Terry... is he a free man from your territory? ”

She spoke with a strong nose, as sweet as honey.

“Exactly! Nice... I've seen him... and granted him the status of a free citizen... the beautiful Lady Selina...”

Baron Terry said in some trance, with an intoxicating colour in his eyes.

“What an interesting little guy! ”

Mrs. Serena seemed to enjoy Baron Terry's gaze, closing her hand's maid fan and slapping her twice in the chest.

That implicit suggestion made Baron Terry breathe heavier.

……

Pfft!

Wu Ming quietly went forward and made a sword.

The sharp blade penetrated through the position of the armpit, causing the double-knife adventurer to scream and fall to the ground.

This angle is really stubborn, unprotected by the leather armor, the blade is so deep that almost a little more force can cut off his entire arm.

The referee immediately announced Wu Ming's victory.

“Next, 212 to 311! ”

Two servants came to power, lifted down the fallen double-knife, and the referee did not waste any time, shouting out loud.

“After a day like this, it will take at least seven or eight fights, and it will continue to be won. If you don't feel well, you really can't hold on! ”

Wu Mingjing waited quietly. Half an hour later, it was his second game.

The opponent had been replaced by a spearhand, which was, of course, the previous round-the-clock guy.

He seemed rather nervous and confident, preempting his offense and not stinging at his strength.

This proved to be a better deal than the first one. Wu Ming just swayed a few laps and tripped him easily, putting a long sword around his neck.

The third opponent had some trouble. He was a man with chains and shackles, dancing a cyclone-like meteor hammer. When Wu Ming broke the lock armor on him, he took a little effort.

……

After a few days of fighting, it was finally decided that the solo was better than the top eight in the martial arts competition.

Wu Ming is naturally in it, and after his observation, two more people are more noteworthy, and should all be knightly strength.

The first is naturally Adrian, a knight who has withdrawn from the Church, and is highly skilled in swordsmanship and physical strength, specializing in knocking down opponents.

Another, calling himself Alfred, is the leader of a famous mercenary group, the Heart of the Wolf.

Their entire team, with over a hundred mercenaries, had achieved quite well in this group battle and were said to have been recruited by the Count and prepared to seal him as a knight.

Of course, he was not content to be honored for the Commander's Mercenary Corps, but took part in this solo race - 'I want to be honored with my own sword!’ That's what he said.

But Wu Ming felt that Alfred simply wanted to get more.

And, for some reason, when he sees this person, he always feels a little shady and has a temperament he is familiar with.

“According to the rules, the next is the battle of the top eight! ”

At the end of the final selection, the Registrar said to Wu Ming: "You need a knight's armor and a horse, a real horse! It's not the kind of thing that scares the shit out of you when you hear a scream! ”

Wu Ming touched his nose: “I barely have a horse. If I don't wear armor, will I be directly sentenced? ”

The clerk looked at him with a silly look: "You can go to war in your clothes if you like! ”

Obviously, he knew the power and defense of a full-body armor combined with a horse attack. In his view, the young man in front of him, although well crafted, met any real knight and only got stabbed to death with one shot.

“Oh, William, it's really you! ”

After walking out of the festival, Wu Mington met an acquaintance.

“Long time no see, Knight Takur! ”

With a smile on his face, he said, "Want to find a place to have a drink? ”

“It's an honor! ”

Knight Takur now looks at Wu Ming with a different smell, which is a bit of equality in the appreciation: “Your performance surprised the Baron very much, he has promised me that if you go back... the post of Captain of the Town Guard of Nia Town will be yours... of course, after this tournament! ”

He had an emotion on his face: “I didn't expect our Count of Blue Mountain to be so generous... To tell you the truth, life on the Fluorescent Plains has never been better! ”

The two men said they came to a loud bar and spent several times as much to get two inferior drinks from the fat boss's wife.

“To tomorrow's victory, cheers! ”

Takur toast that the two of them drank all the wheat wine, and the spicy, slightly sour feeling made William's body fresh in memory.

“From the top eight to the horseback, I have to admit that although Lord Blue Mountain opened his mouth to the free folk, the rules of the game were still favoured by the nobles and the wealthy...”

Takur looked at Wu Ming and said sincerely: "Do you need armor and horses? Horse of War You can use mine directly, armor I'll figure it out... here are some of my familiar knight friends, although their armor doesn't fit, it's better than nothing! ”

He looked around and lowered his voice: "Remember that! Don't choose to lease armor and horses, it's too easy to be targeted and done, don't overestimate your opponent's character... after all, this is a big thing that will change your destiny for the rest of your life and affect generations! ”

“Thank you again! But I'm ready! ”

Wu Ming politely refused Knight Takur's kindness, and the two drank a few more drinks. For his sake there are games tomorrow, Takur kindly asked him to return early and rest more.

……

The day of the Battle of the Eight.

After the square was reclaimed, the rest of the ring was removed, surrounded by colored flags and ribbons, and drummers and musicians were surrounded by bright tones.

“Takur, you met William yesterday. What did he say? ”

Baron Terry was a little pale with dimpled eyes, apparently not sleeping well last night, and consumed a lot of energy and energy.

“He is thankful for his grace! ”

Takur bowed slightly: "and promised to wait until the end of the competition, if no other responsibility lay with him, he would surely come to serve the Baron! ”

Takur naturally said Wu Ming as well as possible.

“This is really good news!” Baron Terry sighed: “I don't know if I should expect William to win or fail now! ”

“It's an honor to serve a baron! ”

Tax Officer Fidd said quickly.

In fact, seeing William's performance yesterday really freaked him out, and now he has no doubt that Arthur's disappearances are definitely from William's pen.

The only thing he was happy about was that after a little hostility to William, he stopped early, even though the repression of Aunt Roa was within the rules and not involved in a deeper swirl.

“I remember William was just a regular farmer, right? ”

Baron Terry watched the two sidebars open, and a team of purely performing knights came to the scene and shone a little uncomfortable in his voice: “Although armor and horses can be rented, is he familiar with armour-piercing combat and horse-riding skills? ”

Only noblemen, or the children of knights, can be carefree at an early age, without having to worry about rations and hone their skills wholeheartedly.

Only such a family can support the consumption of horses and armor.

Such conditions are naturally detrimental to the civilian population.

But for his own benefit, even though Baron Terry didn't feel anything wrong, at best he just lamented William's misfortune.

As for Fidd? I'm afraid William will fail, not only to fail, but preferably to die directly, so that he can no longer worry about it.

“Game one! ”

The referee sounded loud and loud.

The louder the audience around us, the more people flow than they were at first.

They are always interested in fighting between knights, collisions between long guns and horses.

Perhaps… it is extraordinarily rare to see the higher knights killing each other on weekdays to entertain them as civilians, and to satisfy some of the darker psyches.

“By Bert Tall, a wandering knight from Fort Cold, to William, a free man from the town of Nia! ”

Ta-da!

The original performance knight exited, the railing fell and an Ironclad knight rushed into the square.

He was wearing the most orthodox knight's deck armor, and the whole person seemed to be in an iron can, and the horse under the seat was almost two or three meters tall, dressed in a piece of iron defensive cloth, and the knight's long gun, 15 feet and four or five meters long, flashed a sharp light in the sun, and the whole person looked like a moving steel fortress.

“Ow, ow, ow! ”

The knight went around for a week, unmasking his helmet and shouting like a wolf.

Watching his dazzling riding moves and his power, Takur's face became muddled and he had a lot of experience, so that he knew that Bert was quite close to the real knight, even though he was all over the place, and dared not say how sure he was.

“Well... this Bert, the second son of Sir Erie, was sent to the knight for training! ”

Baron Terry was somewhat surprised to hear the news.

The top eight players who can break through at this time naturally do not have a simple color. It is wrong that there has already been a war. Most freedom knights choose to serve the Viscount of Garcia. Perhaps more powerful guys will emerge.

“Laws! ”

On the other side, Wu Ming also rode a black horse into the field, changing Takur's face: “What? ”