European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 22 Let's Fight, Tydall

"I really don't understand you nobles, let's live a good life, but you will have a life-and-death duel every now and then."

Li Peijun complained about the ignorant aristocratic plot in the Middle Ages, and in the next second he became enthusiastic people eating melons.

"Hurry up, I've never seen two muscular men fight hand-to-hand, it's a bit like a gladiator."

Tiedle and the lord first warmed up, and they were gearing up to reveal the bitter cold, and the people around them also formed a big circle with torches.

The two opened up a good posture, first they rushed forward at the same time, they both punched the same right uppercut, just happened to bump into each other head-on.

With a sound of "bang dong", Li Peijun could see the arm muscles of the two were shaking continuously, and the vibration spread from the arm to the whole body, and the two of them retracted their strength at the same time, switching to left fists, there was another loud noise.

"I'll go, these two guys are brute force guys, this kind of beating will hurt your body." Li Peijun watched the two of them punch each other like this, and the sound of beating drums scared Li Peijun's own hands. I shivered.

The two men were evenly matched in terms of pure brute strength, and they opened up the distance again and paced back and forth in circles. Suddenly, Tiddell rushed forward with another set of combined punches, and the man also responded with a set of combined punches. The punches are both fast and ruthless, and the scene constantly makes the sound of muscle collision.

Li Peijun couldn't count the number of times the two of them had been beaten by each other. Anyway, after this round, both of them had bruised noses and swollen faces, and their bodies were also bruised and purple.

"Unexpectedly, you also have two brushes. I, Lord York, admire you." The man praised Tiddell's ability.

"That is, after all, I am also from a family of noble knights." Tiddell was still so immodest.

The two were entangled again. Lord York first feinted and punched Tiddell in the face. When Tiddell was about to block, he suddenly retracted his fist and kicked Tiddell's knee joint. Del hurriedly used his other hand to protect his knee.

With a sound of "boom", Tiddell's hand firmly grasped York's foot, and York took advantage of the opportunity to use it as a springboard to vacate himself and kicked out the other foot.

Tiedle also reacted quickly, and the remaining hand also blocked York's attack. Now it was Tiddle's turn to fight back. He arched his foot to York's crotch, and pointed towards the pinned foot. Knee and knee hit the past, and was also resolved by York's fist.

Now Tiddell only has one free foot left. He directly kicked up and was suppressed by others.

"This wrestling looks evenly matched." Li Peijun, who was watching, expressed such emotion.

York again withdrew his attacking foot by half his body and kicked Tiddell's waist violently. Tiddell directly pressed his fist against his calf with his elbow.

"Now Tiedle has an advantage. This guy's center of gravity is already high. If you find an opportunity, you can take him down." Looking at the situation, Li Peijun seemed to have made a decision.

"Do you think I have no extra means of attack?" York, who was charged, was calm and calm, and he didn't look like he was about to lose.

"Otherwise?" Tiedle didn't realize the threat yet.

"Then I'll let you see."

"Ah!" Tiddle screamed, and let go of York's hand.

"I didn't expect this guy to bump his head. He's really willing to do it. It's easy to be stupid." Li Peijun watched helplessly from the side.

York, who had regained his freedom of movement, took advantage of Tiddell's slowing down, and rushed forward to make another set of combined punches. Although Tiddell was aware of it, because he was not in full strength to fight, this head-to-head confrontation took the upper hand.

Tiedle shook his head, trying to wake himself up as soon as possible.

"You madman, let me teach you a lesson."

After adjusting his state, Tiddle rushed forward again. The two were still as close as before, but Tiddell couldn't maintain his concentration for a long time because he had just been hit by a secret trick.

"Damn it, you damn bastard." Tiddle wanted to win as soon as possible, but every time he got an attack, he would be resolved by the opponent, and the same was true of the opponent's attack. The two just kept consuming each other's physical strength.

With a bang, York, taking advantage of Tiddell's inattention, hit the side of his head on Tiddell's hand joints, and then counterattacked. critical.

"This guy is an iron-headed man, a rogue noble who specializes in learning this move." Li Peijun began to worry about Tidel's situation.

"Come on, keep fighting." Tiedle wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and regained his stance.

"Is it still necessary to continue the fight? If you continue to fight in this state, you may be disabled." York persuaded this stubborn guy to surrender.

"A true knight will live without humiliation." Tiddell was as stubborn as ever.

"Don't fight, let me try."

A sound came from the crowd of onlookers, and Li Peijun walked over from the crowd.

"Leave me alone, this is the battle between me and him, I will definitely defeat him." Tiedle was still unconvinced.

Li Peijun looked at Tiddell's injured arm, which showed signs of dislocation, and he might fracture it if he hit him again.

"I have defeated this guy before, let me fight you." Li Peijun issued a challenge letter to York.

"You bastard, challenge as long as you challenge, why do you insist that you beat me before."

This guy Tiddell was still yelling there, Li Peijun really wanted to find thick hemp rope and sackcloth to tie him up firmly and gag his mouth, so that he would always make trouble for himself.

"Do you want to fight with wheels?" York questioned with a contemptuous tone.

"Let's bet bigger, I won, and you give us four war horses."

"Send you four horses? Then I'm not at a big loss?" York is obviously not like Tiddell's stunned young man.

"You use a sword, I use my bare hands, and if I win, you give me four horses, how about it?" Li Peijun seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he didn't seem to be talking wildly.

"Oh? Isn't that unfair? My chivalry doesn't allow me to deal with an unarmed man."

"Doesn't the aristocratic spirit also teach you to bravely accept the enemy's challenge?" Li Peijun kept provoking.

"It's really interesting." York dismissed it, and drew out his knight sword.

"Let me come and ask you for advice."

"I'll wait and see." Li Peijun still looked so calm.

(End of this chapter)