quiet.

Quiet.

Eerily quiet.

Without the previous cheers and shouts, everyone in the auditorium looked at the Heath in the arena with incomprehensible expressions.

No way, it is really inexplicable that these three games are going on.

On the field, this player seemed to possess some kind of peculiar magic power. The three players who played against him obviously had good strength, but they all lost to him inexplicably.

‘Could it be a holiday? ’

Everyone involuntarily looked at a nobleman in the audience who was in charge of holding the event, and the latter was so frightened that he kept wiping cold sweat.

No matter how hard you don't believe it, the truth is the truth.

"Riden's knight, Heath, wins!"

With the referee's re-announcement, the third round ended.

Only the final was left in front of Heath.

Champions at your fingertips.

The other group has yet to decide the winner or loser. Taking advantage of this gap, Heath went to the tent in the rest area of ​​the players to rest. Inquiring about intelligence is what mortals need to do. The only opponents of wizards are wizards. .

"Knight of the Hiss, you are greater than the gods! I have never seen a knight like you..."

"I have a niece. If you want, I can let her marry you at any time. In the future, when I get my territory back, I promise I will give you a farm..."

In the tent, Baron Garcia's face was full of joy.

He never imagined that the Cavaliers who had been selected when he had no other options could be so good, all the way to the finals, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

According to regulations, whoever writes the recommendation letter, the player will represent the family of the player, and the superior performance of the Cavaliers on the field will directly affect the family who recommended him.

Especially for Baron Garcia, this influence is really not a star and a half...

"Huh? Who are you?"

At this moment,

A figure stepped into the tent.

The manservant who was standing beside him quickly stepped forward to drive him away: "This is the rest area of ​​the knights of the Garcia family, get out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the man in the cloak suddenly raised his hand and sent a cloud of black air.

The valet fell asleep immediately after smelling the black air.

Baron Garcia over there didn't understand what happened, and the black air rushed over and made him quickly follow in the footsteps of the footman.

In the room, only Heath was left unharmed.

The figure stopped and quietly confronted Heath, his eyes still sharp.

Heath was half-smiling: "What? Shirley's apprentice is ready to do it himself?"

Shirley said: "The Holy Spirit Grass is mine! I already told you, don't ask for trouble!"

Heath got angry when he heard this.

Going out for treasure hunting and harvesting depends on your ability. What you say is yours is yours. You have to let others let it out.

Heath said: "If you are not ready to do it, then please go out."

He didn't feel the elemental fluctuations, or the signs before casting the spell, from Shirley.

Shirley was still standing there.

Heath became impatient and planned to drive her away.

But right now.

Shirley suddenly said, "The Holy Spirit Grass...I first saw it..."

Although the lines have not changed, it can be heard that the tone inside has changed a lot.

She looked at Heath, her eyes were no longer arrogant and arrogant, some were just panic and helpless, and there seemed to be a little tear in the corner of her eyes.

Pear blossoms with rain should be like this, right?

Heath felt inexplicably.

Shirley is like a kitten cornered by a beast: "That Holy Spirit Grass...I first saw it..."

Her voice trembled, but she bit her lips, as if to maintain her last stubbornness.

For some reason, Heath's unhappiness suddenly subsided for the most part.

I was about to answer, but at this moment.

"Player, Hissnone, enter!" The referee's shout suddenly came from outside.

Heath then said: "Let's talk about it when the game is over."

These are all small things, but he hasn't forgotten why he came here this time.

After speaking, he left the tent and walked to the ring without waiting for Shirley to answer.

Because it was the final, so many people gathered in front of the ring at this time, and everyone's eyes seemed to be focused here.

After seeing Heath entering the venue, everyone's expressions became strange.

Curious, unhappy, and hopeful.

Tiffany pulled the corner of Elsa's shirt and asked, "Elsa, do you think he can still create miracles?"

Elsa shook her head: "I don't think so, fighting on foot is no better than fighting on horses, his opponent is real, and we all saw it just now, that is a real knight, and even defeated the Blue Knight! "

Tiffany said: "But it's not bad to be here. Lord Galio will definitely give him pointers when he arrives."

Elsa sneered: "Lord Galio, I think I can only point to normal people."

Everyone can see how he made it to the finals, okay?

Heath stepped into the ring with all kinds of expressions on his face.

His opponent has been waiting for a long time, wearing a mask on his face, he can't see his actual face clearly, but judging from his body shape, he should be young, probably in his thirties.

Heath looked up and down subconsciously, but this one took him by surprise.

Master!

The sword-wielding man can see autumn through a glimpse of a leaf. This man's posture, eyes, and aura look extraordinary, and he is definitely not comparable to the apprentice knights in front of him.

No, even among the knights, they are top notch!

He didn't pay much attention to the battle of the other group just now. Although he knew that there were knight-level characters there, he didn't expect to be such a master.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Knight?"

The other party didn't speak, just nodded.

Heath asked again, "Peak?"

The other party still nodded.

Heath said: "Since this is the case, then let go of your hands and feet and go all out, what do you think?"

As he spoke, he no longer restrained, and released all the power of a knight.

A touch of silver radiance naturally gushed out from his body, and the scroll took the sand and stones on the ground to form a small tornado that revolved slightly around him.

Seeing this scene, the auditorium that had been silent for a long time exploded again!

"Knight! That little...that young man is a knight!"

"God! How is this possible!"

"It turns out that people have been winning from the beginning..."

"How old does he look..."

The people who were still questioning Heath's invincibility just now closed their mouths. Obviously, everyone was shocked by the strength that Heath showed at this moment.

The masked man's eyes lit up as Heath's opponent.

The opponent showed great strength. Instead of being anxious, the masked man seemed to be very excited. Heath could clearly feel that his aura became a lot more active all at once.

Heath couldn't help thinking: 'Isn't there a lunatic? ’

"Clang!" The crisp bell rang.

The battle began amid his doubts.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Two sharp wind breaking sounds like arrows rang out on the field.

The two figures were running towards each other almost at the same time, and the extremely fast speed was like two streams of light, even making it impossible to see clearly.

next second.

"Clang!" A metallic sound like a gong exploded.

The two figures collided in the center of the ring.

The two cross swords were also placed together, and a large spark shot into the sky!

No one thought of it.

This battle, the beginning is the peak!

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