Chronicle of the Elf Realm

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Aaron climbed up from the deck unsteadily. He was so shaky that he could hardly stand still.

Raphael looked at this stubborn opponent and remembered what he said before the battle, "Unyielding, until death", and he felt a sense of respect in his heart. Even if the elves were corrupt and degenerate, there were still guys worthy of respect.

No wonder the Lord of Qingshui Water always says that even though they are rotten on the surface, there is actually a fire hidden inside. If you underestimate the enemy, you might be swallowed up by the flames.

"Take up arms."

Raphael waited for his opponent and decided to give him the respectable final blow.

The knight's sword was broken and could no longer be used.

Aaron wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, braced himself, and said loudly: "Why do you need a weapon? I am the best weapon."

"Okay, that's the case"

Before he finished speaking, Raphael appeared next to Aaron like a ghost again. He was holding a dark dagger with a plum blossom pattern that came from an unknown place and appeared at an unknown time in his hand, and was approaching Aaron's heart inch by inch. .

Aaron was unable to fight back at all. He cast his slightly regretful eyes at the white mechanical room door. Raphael followed his gaze and also looked at that door, the closed mechanical door.

His gaze barely lingered before he retracted it. At the moment he retracted it, his body shook slightly, because in the image reflected at the corner of his eye, the white mechanical door suddenly and mysteriously disappeared.

The dagger is about to pierce Aaron's heart

Raphael suddenly withdrew his hand

Raphael took a few steps back urgently and floated in the air.

He turned his head and saw a fine samurai sword with smooth and graceful lines and a cold luster on the fine iron blade, inserted impartially on the railing not far away. It was not thrown into the air and fell into the sea, which showed that its owner's Extraordinary abilities.

And if Raphael didn't dodge, the katana just now would definitely pass through his chest, tearing his heart out in a more cruel and bloody way, causing him to die suddenly on the spot.

Fortunately, no matter how fast the knife thrower was, even faster than Raphael, Raphael still escaped by relying on his sensitive hearing to hear the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air.

But that katana is exactly the same as the one used by Raphael and stuck on the deck.

What’s even more unbelievable is that the samurai sword on the railing is that of Ryūsen Yatō Tetsu.

Zou Jiaoren appeared quietly on this tense battlefield. He came to the railing, pulled out his samurai sword, and held the sword in front of him. There was no doubt about the identity of the sword.

But what does that mean? It turns out that the knife Raphael used before was also Longquan Yahu Tetsu.

There was an uproar.

"Ah Ling, you're okay"

Aaron was crumbling, and Zou Jiao rushed forward to support him and comforted him: "Fortunately, our first therapist tried his best and I caught up. Don't worry, now that I am here, I will let them take you in for treatment. "

Aaron nodded and warned the Zou Jiao people to be careful.

Zou Jiaoren waved his hand, and several guards came out, supported Aaron, and sent him to the treatment room. The door of the treatment room was kicked open by Zou Jiaoren without a trace.

Raphael watched quietly as Zou Jiao arranged everything before he said, "Master, we finally meet."

"Thanks to the great name everyone gave me, even the fairies in Qingshui Waters know about it."

The Zou Jiao people treated each other indifferently. The tip of Longquan Mihu Te's knife was pressed against the deck. His black pupils were like endless abyss, staring at Raphael. No, to be precise, his gaze went beyond Raphael. The guy he was really looking at was Raphael's brother Ramiel, who stood silently behind Raphael without making a sound.

"I already know your purpose of coming. How about I take over the duel that was just terminated?"

The Zou Jiao people knew that this request was unreasonable for a duel, but the other party's goblins would obviously agree, because they had unknown pride in the powerful power they had. If they could defeat a guy with a great reputation, this pair would For them, pride can only grow. What's more, even if they don't agree, if they want to attack, they still have to start a fight with the Zou Jiao people. Since they are all fighting, why not seize this 1v1 opportunity to show their strength? The Zou Jiao people also know a little bit about goblins. They admire strength, so You must also hope that your power can stand out in the world, shine brightly, and win attention.

No good actor does not need an audience, and no good play does not need a full house of applause.

Even though the color in Raphael's eyes was fanatical, he still visibly paused when faced with Zou Jingren's request. He tilted his head and looked at his brother who was tapping lightly on the railing, as if asking for his opinion.

Ramil smiled at him, and Raphael immediately turned his head like an ancient minister receiving the emperor's instructions, and accepted Zou Jiaoren's proposal.

"I agree with your suggestion, but there is one requirement."

"any request"

"Within three moves, victory or defeat will be determined."

"It's a deal." Without hesitation.

Raphael took a deep breath, and he pulled out the katana he had inserted on the deck. The pattern, the inscription, and the style were clearly exactly the same as Longquan Miho Tetsu.

There are no two Longquan Mihu Tetsu in the world. The records in ancient books are correct, so one of them must be a fake.

But which one is the right one? Who can tell?

This duel has another layer of PK meaning, that is, the battle between truth and falsehood.

Zou Jiaoren also noticed this earlier, but even he himself couldn't tell the authenticity of the knife, even if he was a weapons appraiser, even if he knew Longquan Mihu Tetsu as well as his own body, so at this time , he chose, chose to believe in the knife in his hand.

Your own weapons will not deceive you.

Raphael changed his hand, and the other Longquan Mihu in his hand was shining under the sun, reflecting the light and making it extremely dazzling.

There is always one that is a replica, but it will never be me. The veins in Raphael's hand holding Longsen Mikutetsu are exposed, every detail is visible, and in his eyes is a fanatical fighting spirit.

"bring it on"

Raphael shouted loudly, but his figure disappeared like a ghost the moment he finished speaking.

But Zou Jiao closed his eyes

His hand is tightly attached to Longquan Yahu Tetsu. He doesn't need his eyes to judge the other party's strange existence. He only needs to choose his heart and weapons. The heart will lead you to see the real reality.

Guys who see nothingness clearly.

Behind him, Zou Jongren suddenly opened his eyes. In the midst of the electric volcano, he raised his knife and turned around, using the knife as a crossbar. At that moment, Raphael's Longquan Mihu Tetsu slashed at Zou Jongren with overwhelming power.

The violent metal friction and loud impact made the whole place excited.

"damn it."

There was clearly hidden anger in the corner of Raphael's eyes. He was a little annoyed that the other party had seen through the movement skills he had practiced for many years in a short period of time. He cursed in a low voice. When Immortal crushed Aaron at the beginning, he was full of emotions. Relaxed style.

"First move"

Zou Jiaoren shouted loudly, and when Raphael was distracted by cursing, he turned around, stood up, and stood over Raphael's head, activating the magic that he had secretly chanted.

The water that roared down like a waterfall appeared out of thin air and instantly overwhelmed Raphael, pushing him directly from mid-air to the deck. Raphael's wings were soaked with water, and he was unable to shake for a while and return to the aerial battlefield. .

Zou Jiaoren seized the opportunity and rode on the deck with a loud sound, Longquan Mihu Te pointed directly at Raphael's throat.

Raphael panicked, but he was not completely out of position. He rolled sideways, dodged Ryuzen Mikute's stabbing blow, and quickly turned his legs to exert force, turning over.

Just when he was about to regroup and launch a new round of attacks, Zou Jiaoren's knife was placed on his neck.

He is always one step ahead of him.

"The third move."

Zou Jiaoren spoke indifferently.

Raphael's movement stopped in mid-air. His hand holding the katana was congested due to excessive force. He slowly lowered his hand, his whole arm shaking continuously.

The words of the Master of Qingshui River came to his ears again.

"If you want a katana, you also want the supreme katana, Ryuuzen Yatora Tetsu"

"Raphael, are you kidding me?"

"Ryuquan Yakoteru already has a master, and he is a guy you can never surpass."

"Raphael, why bother? You do everything exactly like that guy, so you can't use your unique advantages."

"Although you have indeed made great progress now, and the results of more than ten years of hard practice are good, no matter how many times you ask me, my answer will not change."

"Raphael, this is the thousandth time you've asked me, and I still got the same answer."

"A lot of progress, but within three moves, you will lose."

"Raphael, he's a guy you can't beat."

"Raphael cannot be surpassed. Raphael cannot be surpassed."

These words were like a curse that haunted Raphael from childhood to adulthood, like a lingering shadow. He obviously also fell in love with that katana, why couldn't he become its master? Obviously he also reached that hidden place. The Dragon Pond Tiger's Den with Longquan's Mihu Cheru, but why was it taken away by the Zou Jiao people first? Why did you try so hard, but you still can't surpass that damn guy?

Why, why I don't understand

Raphael suddenly raised his hand again. He actually wanted to launch an attack while Zou Jongren's knife was still on his neck. He didn't want his life. At this distance, if he took action, Zou Jongren would definitely kill him for his own safety. Can wield Ryūsen Mihotetsu

So what, I'm not willing to give in! Raphael roared angrily in his heart, but he didn't care.

Zou Jiaoren was obviously taken aback. He was a little confused by his opponent's actions, but he still reacted quickly.

His hand moved slightly.

The skin of Raphael's neck had been cut open, and blood seeped out, and his knife had just been lifted into the air again.

Ramil, who had been watching calmly, obviously did not expect his brother's move, and he shouted in panic.

"Raphael"

There was a "bang", the sound of the knife in Raphael's hand falling on the deck.