Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

Then, amidst the fiery red, a silvery light flashed past.

Wow~!

The wind picked up slightly.

The fiery red light all over the sky trembled slightly like a blown candlelight.

Wow~~~!

Silver light suddenly appeared surrounded by fiery red light, and the next second, the silver line across the sky covered all the red light.

Buzz~~~!

Ka~!

First there was a hum, then a crisp sound.

The red light dissipated, and the silver thread was gone.

Quietly on the ring, Wycliffe Scott knelt down on the ground, and the sheathed long knife in Yu Zhongming's hand stuck to his neck with sword energy.

"You are defeated."

Wycliffe Scott smiled wryly on his knees: "Yes, I lost."

"Really, boring. The knights of Great Britain are really weak and boring."

Yu Zhongming didn't even look at him, just dropped a word lightly, and walked off the ring.

Compared with Wycliffe Scott's failure, his words can arouse the anger of the audience in the stands.

The audience in the stands kept shouting, not only Yu Zhongming, but even Wycliffe Scott was scolded.

Looking at the boiling auditorium, Yu Zhongming frowned slightly.

With a tall figure, he stepped up to the sky step by step and stood on the top of the sky.

宬~!

The long knife in his hand came out of his body, and the crisp sound of drawing the sword reached the ears of everyone watching the ceremony.

"Shut up~!"

He raised his long knife with one hand.

"All Britons who are dissatisfied with me and the knights in the ring, but limited to their inability to participate in the competition!"

"I give you a chance!"

"It's not limited to this arena, anytime, anywhere, any kind of attack method, no matter how many people. As long as it's not poisoning and other things that are not allowed by the honor of warriors. I will accept it!"

"It doesn't matter if you fight by wheel and don't let me have time to rest, or you swarm up and use modern war vehicles and weapons. I will defeat you."

"Because I'm going to prove it. At this time, at my age, I'm the best in the world."

"I can claim that."

"If you are dissatisfied, come to me."

"Defeat me and claim the honor. Or acknowledge my victory and extol my name."

As soon as the voice fell, a sword energy suddenly surged from the long knife, and it was unrivaled and soaring straight into the sky.

No matter where you are in any corner of the city, you can see the brilliance of this sword energy very clearly, and you can also feel the will contained in this sword light.

[Beat me, or you will be knocked into the dust]

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Seeing the sword light soaring into the sky, and listening to what Yu Zhongming said, the expression of the foreign minister of the Rossia Federation sitting in the VIP stand gradually changed from a smile to a daze.

He turned his head to Yuzhong Youyue again, and said with a sneer: "Is this sword master from your Yuzhong family crazy? You should understand, Prince Yuzhong."

Although Yuzhong Youyue was also shocked by what Yu Zhongming said, he also reacted quickly.

His expression was excited: "No, Your Excellency. He is the sword master Yu Zhongming, not the sword master of the Yu Zhong family."

"Hey? In fact, it's not to the point of giving up." The foreign minister of the Rosia Federation looked strange: "Although he said a lot of provocative words, your Juggernaut is quite measured, and he grasped the bottom line in his speech , without using insulting words. Although you will be very angry, but fighting in an open and honest manner, I think the people of the United Kingdom of Great Britain still have this kind of tolerance."

"No." Yuzhong Youyue's eyes shone brightly, staring at Yu Zhongming's figure motionlessly.

"Because he is Yu Zhongming, so he is the sword master Yu Zhongming, and he is the Yu Zhongjia who gave birth to the sword master Yu Zhongming."

Chapter 13 Attack

A ray of silver light flashed.

Swinburne Fergus, a knight under the Gaowen family, half-kneeled on the ground, and Yu Zhongming was standing in front of him holding the inscription knife with sheath.

The tip of the sword breathed out a huge amount of sword energy, standing in front of his neck.

This is already the seventh such situation in the preliminary round.

Ever since Yu Zhongming made such remarks on the first day of the preliminaries, the opponents he faced in the future have tried their best to squeeze out the last bit of strength to fight.

But to his surprise, until today, everyone couldn't make him pull out the Ming Saber? Bai Wugou, even couldn't make him use the second sword move.