The Defeated Dragon

Bang Bang!

Dang!

Stainless steel cast Knight Long Gun with the impact of two elite earth knights bends and deforms. Each impact frictions Mars and makes a thrilling sound explosion, as if it breaks at any moment.

Even if not broken, two long guns reach the edge of obsolescence and need to be recast back to the furnace.

The fighting temper of Lister's fire properties surrounds it as if it were a god of war in flames; the fighting temper of Marcus' wind properties wraps around it, like a cloud that drifts indefinitely.

Russell and Londo, watching from afar, saw the collision of flames and clouds.

The clouds are guarded by fog, the flames are offensive, and the sky is full of burning clouds.

“Marcus is an elite terrestrial knight, and Lord Baron can't believe he hasn't fallen out of the wind, suppressing the injection of Marcus every time he strikes!” Ryung stared.

Rasai smiled bitterly: “I knew the Baron was strong and I couldn't take his shot at the storm, but I didn't expect to be that strong, not even Marcus was his opponent. ”

“Perhaps that is the gift.” Rondo sighed, "Lord Count pioneered the Coral Island Foundation, a talented and powerful knight whose bloodline, Sir Livius, Baron Levera, and Lipton, have shown outstanding talent since childhood. The worst was Baron, but I didn't expect Baron to have thick, thin hair. ”

“It may also include efforts to see the Baron practicing his fighting in the stables every morning. ”

When they say this, they look at each other, all silently - more talented people than you, harder than you, what more can be said.

At that time, only two men were seen in a distant attack, launching a sixth strike.

The flames are still fierce, but the cloud fog gradually diminishes. The knight's long gun impacted the moment, and the flames burst wildly, smashing a faint cloud fog. One black, one yellow and two horses staggered, and Marcus' figure took off from the horse's back, falling heavily on the ground, and his knight's long gun was broken into two pieces.

Aaargh!

The Dragon Horse raised its front hoof and hissed high.

Lister single-handedly held a curved Knight's Long Gun, her chest fluctuated and she struck six times in a row, sparing her the stature of an elite Earth Knight and feeling enormously tired.

But his spirit was so excited that he gasped and said, "Mr. Marcus, I won. ”

Marcus climbed up from the ground, lost his mind for a moment, and his eyes stabilized, similarly gasping: “The strength of adults has exceeded my imagination, and although there is not enough experience in the assault, all that remains is time to wash away. May victory be with you from now on! ”

“I took advantage of the horse.” Lister humbled himself.

“Even without the Dragon Horse, I won't be long, and my total amount of fighting has lagged far behind you.” Speaking of which, he seemed to think of something, opened his mouth and swallowed it back into his stomach —— he wondered if Lester had become an elite earth knight.

Marcus didn't ask, nor did Lester intend to.

Turn around and take the damaged Knight's Long Gun away from the Knight, saying to Marcus: "I have proven the strength of the battlefield assault, but I hope to fight Teacher Marcus again tomorrow with a long sword.” Striking is more about fighting than fighting, and sword warfare is more about fighting than fighting.

Marcus nodded: "Instead of evening, I can regain my temper in the evening, and I need to go out in the morning. ”

“Okay!”

In the talking room, Londo and Russell have come and congratulated Lester.

After this battle, Lester has understood the gap between the Earth Knight and the elite Earth Knight. With reference to Marcus' strength, he has a clear understanding of the power of the two: “I fought with Marcus Teacher and have a lot of understanding. You can ask Marcus regularly in the future. ”

“Yes, Lord Baron! ”

“Let's go have a cup of milk tea.” Lester took the lead under the apple tree, and the servant quickly served four cups of milk tea, a fresh milk-brewed tea.

Today dairy cows produce lots of milk and can produce several barrels a day.

In addition to serving the banquet every day and drinking with Lester personally, the Knight Class rewards serious children with a glass of fresh milk each. As a result, there is still a lot of milk left every day, and the serfs on the dairy farm mix it with flour to make dry milk.

The original dry milk powder, collected by Tulip Castle, is now naturally stored in Lester's castle.

Whether the milk is taken out during the off-season period or sold, it is an income.

……

In the afternoon, the sun briefly came out, retreated, and then heavy snowfall began.

This will last all winter.

With the nutritional supply of milk tea, Marcus' temper recovery rate is faster than imagined, so sword battles are held in advance.

Lester didn't use the Red Blood Sword, he used the Red Blood Sword, presumably crushing Marcus directly.

He chose a stainless steel sword, a two-handed sword, and Marcus had the same equipment - although Lester was wearing a Warcraft fur coat, and Marcus could only wear a regular leather coat.

Lords and followers certainly do not enjoy the same treatment.

No nonsense.

Londo and Lasse were not allowed to watch.

They were deep in the stables, facing heavy snowfall with swords against each other. Lester, who is inspired to become Flaming Sword Saint, is no longer frightened in this training nature of battle. Fighting without money is as wanton as spraying money, and the trick seems to be to try your best.

“Dragons flying! ”

Pfft, he had a long steel sword in his hand picking up a prick, a flaming laser, as if the dragon was flying.

“Whirlpool!” Marcus spins the stainless steel sword, and the temper wraps around it, accompanied by the agitation of the sword, forming a vortex that directly swallows Lester's flaming temper.

Dang!

The long steel sword attached to the loss of fire attribute fighting was struck by Marcus' long sword, and the wind attribute fighting still wrapped around it was instantly released, almost knocking Lester's long sword off.

Hold on tight so you can grasp it.

“Whoo!”

“It's dangerous! ”

Lister's hand was sweating and the sword fight felt completely different from the outbreak. Marcus in front of him was like a hedgehog. His defense was rigorous and he had nowhere to go. He stabbed him when he had time, making him very uncomfortable.

That's how you came and went with me more than twenty times.

Nobody can do anything to anybody.

Marcus' experience is old, defence-oriented and complemented by sneak attacks, each at a time when Lister's old and new fighting moments converge, making him unspeakable.

However, Listerburn is rich in money, has a lot of fighting energy, and recovers quickly, reluctantly supporting.

One stiff, one old.

After more than thirty straight battles, neither of them were able to keep up with the drain. Ten more fights resulted in a tie.

With a long stainless steel sword, the pair gasped in heavy snow.

“Teacher Marcus, did you let me?” Lester suddenly asked, with almost zero sword combat experience, to support a tie with Marcus, somewhat exaggerated.

Prior to the sword war, he was arrogant and arrogant that Marcus would be eliminated within ten minutes.

At the beginning of the confrontation, Marcus attacked him several times and torn his heart apart. Fearing an accidental death, Marcus killed him back.

After a long time, he found himself unable to do anything about Marcus, but Marcus' response was no longer sharp, and he seemed powerless to kill himself, so he stalled.

He felt that Marcus had released water in the late stages of the fight.

But Marcus shook his head and gasped to make him speak intermittently: “Ten times before the confrontation, my lord… My lord attacked too hard to leave room, I did have a chance to defeat my lord… But the adult progressed at an amazing rate, and when I got to the back, I was looking for a chance to sneak up on him, and I couldn't find him. ”

“Really?” Lester felt his back was not sour, his legs were not sore, even his breath was calm - an enlightening and amazing genius indeed!