Lords of Camelot

"Attack with all your strength! Let me see how strong you are... Wait a minute, do you want someone to prepare a set of armor for you? Or should I change the two weapons? Just fight like this, something will happen. It's very dangerous." Lancelot originally wanted to fight directly, but after seeing that Davian was not wearing armor, he first planned to change weapons or put protective gear on Davian, which would be safer. This is not a life and death fight.

"That's not necessary." Davian inserted the evil dragon's book into his waist, and then swung the dark sword to cut away the dark aura entangled in his body. The evil dragon's armor had already been put on.

This was also a show of strength to Lancelot. He didn't expect that Davian's holy sword actually had this ability. But precisely because of this, he knew that Davian was by no means an ordinary person. Anyone recognized by the Holy Sword must have matching strength no matter what.

Lancelot took off his cloak without hesitation and threw it aside, then he charged towards him with his sword. In just a few breaths, Arondette had already arrived in front of Davian, and the heavy sword struck directly towards Davian's chest with a dull sense of oppression.

Davian immediately crossed the Dark Sword to block Lancelot's slash. It was a sword that looked heavier than his own Dark Sword, but Lancelot was able to swing it so smoothly. Davian couldn't help but feel in his heart. I lament that these people are all such strange and powerful men. Anyway, if he didn't transform, he probably wouldn't be as relaxed as Lancelot.

The battle between the two people was difficult to determine the winner for a while, and Lancelot was also surprised and pleasantly surprised in his heart. The person recommended by Lord Tristan was indeed correct, and the person in front of him was indeed extraordinary.

It was precisely because of this joy that Lancelot began to increase his strength output again, which surprised Davian even more. Is this person incapable of doing anything? Can you actually improve yourself?

At the same time, he also compared Lancelot with Gawain and Tristan in his mind. The three people have different styles. Lord Tristan is more flexible and can quickly switch between offense and defense. After all, it is difficult to get close to Tristan. Therefore, even if he cannot win, he can still be guaranteed to remain undefeated. Gawain is distinguished by his resolute fighting style and strong physical strength. Although his swordsmanship is not as good as his own, in terms of strength and toughness, Davian has no opponent he has ever encountered.

But in terms of overall strength, Lancelot is the well-deserved number one he has seen so far. His own swordsmanship was only able to catch up with Lancelot. In the dozens of rounds of this fight, Lancelot showed a total of seven flaws, so he took action seven times. But every time before his attack was about to succeed, Lancelot could accurately block his attack in advance, and the seven flaws were naturally eliminated.

After that, Lancelot naturally took back the initiative in the battle. He suppressed Davian tightly, not giving him any chance to fight back, forcing him to defend with all his strength. But in fact, Lancelot was also shocked. This was the first time he saw an opponent who could compete with him in swordsmanship to this point. No opponent could catch the flaws he had just now. If he hadn't reacted faster and blocked Davian's attack, he would have been poked in a few holes.

[This guy is too strong. Everyone is obviously about the same age. How did he train? 】Davian couldn't help but murmur in his heart, was he going out to meet Long Aotian from all walks of life? Merlin, you bastard, why didn't you tell him in advance that these people were so fierce.

Through the dynamic vision enhanced by magic, Tonellico was finally able to clearly see the movements of the two men swinging their swords. Maybe now Davian thinks Lancelot is a monster, but in Tonellico's eyes, that's not the case at all. In his eyes, Davian is a complete monster.

After all, you have practiced swordsmanship for three years and don't have much experience in life-and-death combat. At this time, he was actually able to catch the flaw in Lancelot's tricks and fight back seven times. This was probably not to let countless people who had practiced for a lifetime and then were beaten by Lancelot dig a hole and bury themselves.

But the next moment, the two people's holy swords collided together, and Davian suddenly slammed his head into Lancelot's face. The collision made Lancelot dizzy. His nosebleed started to flow uncontrollably, but Davian did not stop. He immediately punched Lancelot directly in the face and knocked him away. Now, perhaps the winner can be decided.

"Knights fight with fists and heads?" Tonelli didn't know what to complain about. What was going on? The two of them competed for a long time in terms of swordsmanship, but in the end, the winner was determined by one blow. A headbutt and a vicious straight left? What is this thing called?

Davian immediately released his transformation and went over to help Lancelot up. Lancelot adjusted his jaw and made sure it was okay before saying, "It hurts so much. Davian, you guy... you have no men at all." Have mercy."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. When the fight got to that point, I have to admit that it's impossible for me to defeat you in terms of swordsmanship. If you want to end the fight, you have to come from another angle." Davian also looked embarrassed. Laugh, after all, I did go a little too far with what I just did. A good test of swordsmanship, and the fight ended with his head and fists.

Lancelot wiped away his nosebleed, but the minor injury didn't matter. With his resilience, he recovered in no time. But this can be regarded as a lesson to the young man. Don't be too entangled in swordsmanship and weapons in the competition. There are many ways to defeat the opponent, so naturally you can use whatever you want.

"No, this is also a good lesson for me. It is also very important to adapt to local conditions. Use whatever is convenient, or use whatever is available when the environment is difficult. If you are really stuck on one The Holy Sword caused him to lose the battle and lose his life." Lancelot didn't really care that he lost this battle, let alone Davian directly admitted that he couldn't beat him in swordsmanship. He still cares more about the valuable experience he gained in this battle, which seems more important.

Tonelli could not help but admire that Lancelot was indeed a born warrior, and this simple victory did not shake his heart at all. On the contrary, this failure allowed Lancelot to gain more experience, allowing him to take a further step in his fighting journey. The next time they compete, if Davian wants to end the battle in the same way, it will be absolutely wishful thinking.

Then Lancelot walked aside and put his cloak back on. He happily said to the two of them like a normal person: "You two, please go to Benwick to have a good rest and play for a while. The style of France is definitely different from that of Britain on the other side, so please enjoy the romantic atmosphere here."