Chapter 570: Eight strong

"William from the town of Nia?"
Next to the Baron Terry, a lady wearing a veil and covering her half face with a small fan asked with interest: "Little Terry... Is he a free man from your territory?"
She spoke with a thick nasal sound, as sweet as honey.
"That's it! Yes... I have seen him... and also granted him the status of a free man... beautiful Mrs. Serena..."
The Baron Terry said with some look, with a fascinating color in his eyes.
"What a funny little guy!"
Mrs. Serena seemed to enjoy the eyes of Baron Terry, closed the lady fan in her hand, and tapped her chest twice.
The implicit suggestion made the Baron Terry breathe a lot.
......
puff!
Wu Ming calmly stepped forward and took out the sword.
The sharp blade penetrated through the position of the armpit, causing the adventurer who made the double knife to scream and fall to the ground.
This angle is really smashed, without the protection of the leather armor, the blade is very deep, and almost all his arm can be cut down with a little force.
The referee saw this and immediately announced that Wu Ming won.
"Next, 212 to 311!"
The two servants took the stage and carried the double-knife who had fallen to the ground. The referee did not waste any time and shouted.
"Under such a day, at least seven or eight battles will be played, and it will continue to be victorious. If you are not physically fit, you can't really support it!"
Wu Ming waited quietly. After half an hour, it was his second game.
At this point, the opponent has been replaced by a spearman, and it is the guy who was in the past.
He looked quite nervous, with a little confidence, and rushed to launch the offensive, not to mention his physical strength.
Facts have proved that this is a better deal than the first one. Wu Ming just shook a few laps and easily stumbled him. The long sword was placed on his neck.
The third opponent had some trouble. It was a big man who used the chain. He danced with a whirlwind-like meteor hammer. When Wu Ming opened the chain armor on his body, it took a little effort.
......
After a few days of fighting, the final eight of the single-player contest was finally decided.
Wu Ming is naturally in it, and after his observation, two people are more worthy of attention, they should all be knights.
The first is naturally the Knight who has already withdrawn from the church, Adrien. He is superb in swordsmanship, tall and strong, and is especially good at defeating opponents.
There is also one, claiming Alfred, the head of a famous mercenary group.
Their entire team has more than one hundred mercenaries, and they have achieved quite good results in this group battle. It is said to have been recruited by the count and is ready to be a knight.
Of course, he was not satisfied with the honor of being a mercenary group because of his honor. Instead, he participated in this single-player ‘I want to honor with my own sword! This is his original words.
But Wu Ming feels that Alfred simply wants to get more.
And, I don't know why, he saw this person, always felt that the other side has a cold feeling, and has a temperament that he is familiar with.
"According to the rules, the next step is the riding in the quarter-finals!"
After the final selection, the clerk said to Wu Ming: "You need a set of knight armor, and a horse, a real horse! It's not the kind of thing that scares the bottom of the mouth when you hear the killing sound. !"
Wu Ming touched his nose: "I have a horse that I barely have. If I don't wear armor, will I be directly sentenced?"
The clerk looked at him with a look of a fool-like look: "As long as you like, you can wear a cloth to play!"
Obviously, he knows the power and defense of the whole body armor and the war horse charge. In his view, although the young man in front of the martial arts is good, but encounters any real knight, only one shot is killed.
"Oh! William, it's really you!"
After walking out of the celebration venue, Wu Ming suddenly saw an acquaintance.
"Long time no see, Thakur Knight!"
With a smile on his face, he said hello: "Would you like to find a place to have a drink?"
"my pleasure!"
The Thakur knight now looks at Wu Ming’s gaze and has a different taste. It is a feeling of equality in appreciation:
Your performance makes the Baron adults very surprised. He has promised me. If you go back... the position of the captain of the town of Nia, it is yours... Of course, after this contest!"
There was emotion on his face: "I don't think our Earl of Blue Mountains would be so generous... To be honest, living in the Fengshui Plain, I can guarantee that there is no better chance than this!"
The two said that they came to a bar and spent several times the price before they got two inferior ale from the fat boss.
"Toast for tomorrow's victory, cheers!"
Thakur toasted, the two drunk the ale, the kind of spicy with a bit of sour feeling, so that William's body is very fresh.
"From the beginning of the quarter-finals, I changed from step-by-step to riding. I have to admit that although the Blue Mountain adults opened the door to the free people, the rules of the game were biased towards the nobility and the rich..."
Thakur looked at Wu Ming and sincerely said: "Do you need armor and war horses? You can use my armor directly, armor me to find a way... here are some familiar knight friends, although their armor is Not fit, but it is better than nothing!"
He looked around and lowered his voice: "Remember it! Don't choose to rent armor and war horses. It's too easy to be targeted, and do it. Don't overestimate the character of your opponent... After all, this is a life change. Destiny, affecting the events of generations!"

Thank you again! But I am ready!

Wu Ming politely refused the good intentions of the Thakur knight, and they drank a few more cups. Seeing that he had a match tomorrow, Thakur kindly let him go back early and take more rest.
......
The day of the quarter-finals.
After the square was rested, the rest of the platform was taken away, surrounded by flags and ribbons, and the drummers and musicians lingered around the stadium.
"Thakur, you saw William yesterday, how can he say?"
Barry Terry's face was pale and her eyes were sunken. Obviously she didn't sleep well last night and consumed a lot of energy and energy.
"He is grateful for the grace of the adults!"
Thakur slightly squatted: "And promised that after the game is over, if there is no other responsibility, you will definitely come to serve the Baron!"
Thakur naturally said Wu Ming as far as he could.
"This is really a delightful news!" Barry Terry sighed: "I don't know now that I should expect William to win or fail!"
"It is his pleasure to serve a baron!"
Tax official Feder quickly said.
On the reality, seeing William’s performance yesterday, he really scared him. Now he has no doubt that Arthur’s disappearances are definitely from William’s handwriting.
The only thing he was fortunate was that he had to stop early after a slight hostility to William. Even though the pressure on Roya was within the rules, he did not involve a deeper whirlpool.
"I remember, William is just an ordinary farmer?"
Barry Terry looked at the railings on both sides, and a team of purely performing knights came to the field to show off their arrogance. There was no confidence in the voice: "Even if you can rent armor and horses, but the skills of armor fighting and driving horses, is he familiar? ?"
Only the aristocrats, or the sons of the knights, can be carefree in their childhood, do not have to worry about rations, and hone their skills wholeheartedly.
Only such a family can support the consumption of war horses and armor.
This condition is naturally unfavorable for civilians.
However, for the sake of self-interest, even though the Baron Terry did not feel that it was not right, at most it only lamented William's misfortune.
As for Feder? I am afraid that William will be defeated. Not only will it be defeated, but it is better to die directly, so that he will never have any worries.
"First round!"
The referee’s loud voice was heard.
The audience around the audience became more and more embarrassed, and the flow of people was even more than at the beginning.
Their battle for the knights, the collision of long guns and horses is always full of a fiery interest.
Perhaps... It is extremely rare to see the knights who are high on the week and kill each other to entertain them. It is more able to satisfy some dark psychology.
"From the wandering knight Bert Tal from the Cold Fort, to the freeman William from the town of Nia!"
Dangdang!
The original performance knight exited, the railings fell, and an armored knight rushed into the square.
He wore the most orthodox knight's plate armor, and the whole person seemed to be in a can of iron. The horse under the seat was almost two or three meters high, covered with iron sheet defense, up to fifteen feet, four. The five-meter-long knight's rifle shone with sharp light in the sun, and the whole person looked like a moving steel fortress.
"Hey!"
The knight rounded the field for a week, and suddenly opened the mask on the helmet and made a long wolf.
Looking at his ridiculous riding movements and strength, Thakur’s complexion has become solemn, and his rich experience has made him aware that this Bert is quite close to the real knight, even though he is all in one, personally. On the court, I dare not say how much confidence.
"Well... this Burt, the second son of Sir Erie, is sent to the Cavaliers and trained!"
Barry Terry heard the news and said with some surprise.
At this time, the quarter-finals that can break through, naturally do not have a simple goods, the wrong has not been a war, most free knights choose to loyal to the Garcia Viscount, maybe there will be more powerful guys.
"The law!"
On the other side, Wu Ming also rode a dark horse and entered the field, which made Thakur look changed: "What?"