The golden sword blade that dragged up the ground collided with the slashing dragon knight sword. The moment the sword blades intersected, both sides showed surprise.
Such a powerful blow. This was the first time Artoris had seen such a powerful force. Even under the judgment of "Bounce Blade·Blade Return", she could still stand still for a moment.
But that was it. In the end, Artoris was the better one, using her sword with almost all her strength to push away the opponent's weapon. Taking advantage of the opponent's vulnerability, he thrust the sword blade against his shoulder and thrust it out suddenly.
Although the sword did not break the defense, the strong force combined with the concentrated Xunfeng still knocked the opponent back a long way in one fell swoop. After that, Artoris knelt down with her sword in hand.
Didn't this sword break the defense? There was only the last bit of strength left, and there was not much spiritual power left. Cold sweat fell from her forehead, and Artolis knew that she was at the end of her strength, and her current physical condition was not even one-tenth of what it was in the previous battle.
"That sword...are you the inheritor?!"
Inheriter? Artoris raised her head and looked at Baron with questioning eyes. Seeing that the young man holding the Dragon Riding Sword in front of him did not attack immediately, the other man looked at him with surprise.
Not only Barong, but also the outside of the court was completely silent at this moment. Whether it was the audience at the scene or the spectators outside the court, everyone opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in amazement when they saw this scene.
"Is there an error in Yuedu's spiritual realm system?! How could anyone be able to pull out that sword!" Elder Carmen slapped the table and stood up.
Seeing this, Randolph also looked a little surprised, and looked at Carmen who was looking excited. Randolph, who guessed the opponent's psychology, hurriedly said: "The children are still playing, you old boy can't take them away without permission!"
"I have never made any decisions in the past, but this time even you can't convince me. You know what that sword refers to!"
Listening to Carmen's words, Randolph was silent, yes, how could he not know. It was the King's Chosen Sword. Since the death of the Red Dragon Knight King five hundred years ago, the legendary magician had inserted the recast blade back into the stone platform. Since then, no one has been able to pull it out, and the sword in the stone has continued to exist as a landscape in the city of Camelot.
"Whoever can pull out this sword from the stone platform will be the king of this era." Such a king election is so ridiculous in today's perfect parliamentary system...
Looking away from the other party, Artolis noticed the gem sword in her hand. The golden brilliance of the sword had dimmed at some point. Artoris didn't know what magic power this sword had that could make the other person marvel; she also didn't know who the inheritor was in the other person's mouth; she only knew that in this moment, she would have time to take a few breaths.
"Heir to the Pendragon bloodline? Oh, so what if it's true? That's just a boring legend. Besides, it's just a small throne, so there's nothing to be excited about." In the luxurious private room, Malfapin He took a sip of tea and glared at the two servants angrily.
"Or do you think the so-called King of Knights can be compared with the Feather King?"
The two servants were so frightened that they knelt down quickly. "Please calm down His Highness the Second Prince. We are just telling a joke because His Highness The Second Prince has not laughed for a long time."
"To be honest, it's not funny." Marfa drank the tea in the cup. "Instead of trying to please me in every possible way, it's better to do something serious and stop dangling in front of my eyes."
Hearing this, the two servants looked at each other, apologized and quickly retreated. Seeing the two people leaving, Marfa crushed the cup in her hand. The servants and servants are all the old man's spies. They send people to keep an eye on him all day long. What on earth is the old man planning? !
Panting heavily, Artoris didn't even have the strength to reply. A pair of eyes stared at the young man, as if saying: "Stop talking nonsense, the battle is not over yet!"
Seemingly sensing Atoris's thoughts, Baron picked up the Dragon Riding Sword again, and then said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, then the battle will continue!"
As soon as the other party finished speaking, Artolis' expression immediately became serious. This time, Barong did not attack directly. The huge dragon sword in his hand slammed to the ground, and the broken ground exploded into dust, smoke and flying rocks, covering up Barong's entire figure.
In the next second, pieces of gravel were suddenly knocked out of the dust and smoke, flying towards Atoris.
Artoris frowned when she saw this. She had not expected the opponent's attack at all. Did he pay attention to his "Bounce Blade·Blade Return", so he didn't choose to attack directly, and instead used stone throwing to attack.
This is obviously unnecessary behavior. It is obvious to the naked eye that I am no longer good at it! Artolis was sure that if the other party charged directly, she would never be able to resist it. But it made no difference. Artoris had to admire the other party for not letting down her guard at this juncture. But it is true that Artoris now has no trump card.
Facing the flying stones, Artoris gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain and pulled up the sword blade from the ground, waving her one arm to try her best to bounce it away.
"Dang~dang~dang~" The sword blade collided with the stone and inevitably suffered losses, but Artolis had no choice. If there was a better way, she would definitely not resist like this.
Finally, after countless rubbles passed by, a boulder weighing several tons flew towards Artolis. Artoris knew that she lost this game. Even if you are unwilling to do so, it is the fact.
Facing the flying boulder, Artoris simply no longer held back, concentrated all her energy on the sword, and then slashed out. The "Holy Sword Intent" used in this state is obviously not as effective as expected, but it is enough to be able to cut through this huge boulder!
"Boom!" The boulder in front of him collided with the sword light, and then exploded suddenly. Artoris also exhausted her last strength, and the remaining meridians in her right arm burst open when the sword was struck, and bright red blood spurted out wildly. Due to excessive blood loss, Artolis's face had lost all color. Perhaps it was the pain of a broken arm that preceded her, but the pain of ruptured meridians seemed to be nothing.
The next second, a golden light flashed behind the broken boulder. Artoris's shocked eyes fell on the projected spear, and she suddenly understood. It turns out that the opponent threw the boulder just to hide it from others, and the real killing move was the spear thrown right after the boulder!
She was really clever, and there was no regret in losing to such an opponent, Artoris. The spear was aimed at her head. If she reacted quickly enough, she could still avoid it, but Artolis didn't even have the strength to turn her head now.
Being shot in the head, isn’t it too ugly to be defeated like this...
Whether it was the strong desire to live or the instinct of fear of death, Artolis's originally chaotic eyes returned to clarity at this moment. At the critical moment of life and death, she supported the gem sword of Zhudi with her bloody arms.
"The True Name of the Noble Phantasm is Liberated: The Sea of Ten Thousand Flowers Is Eternally Isolated!"
