Chapter 725: The old man is the first mage of Middle-earth Continent

Naked body means that you are not wearing clothes. No matter which angle you look at, touch, or take pictures, it is very emotional.
　　 Lancer’s treasure, "The Broken Red Rose", is a spear that can negate the defense formed by magic power. Saber wore magical armor to fight against him, and it was indeed similar to wearing no clothes.
　　 There are some minor fouls in ability, which is not invincible, because there is a BUG hedgehog head in the next studio. It is not as simple as smashing the armor with a slap. People directly burst the armor. It is a real frank meeting.
"Lancer, I just took off my armor and thought that victory was in sight. It really makes me disagree." Saber sneered. Since you said I was naked, then I... Then I will take off my armor and be with you. war.
As he spoke, the magic armor wrapped around Saber's body turned into fragments and disappeared into the air. The breastplate, bracers, knee armor, and the entire body of armor were not left behind, revealing the blue knight's dress under the armor, and The glory of King A.
　　 Duke has a deep gaze: To calm the world, it is impossible to unite people's hearts. Tieba Shui Juncheng does not deceive me!
"Since it is an unstoppable magic spear, this armor has no meaning. However, the next blow, I will strike you first!" Saber held the invisible sword in both hands, lay it across his chest and straightened sideways. Point to the front.
　　 I didn't say whether this action was impulsive, but I definitely lifted my breath and suppressed Lancer's momentum at once.
　　 "Oh, is this the so-called all-you-can-eat? If I can't stop my attack, I give up my defense and focus all my energy on the offensive... Brave and decisive, really admirable!" Lancer was slightly taken aback, and then the battle was boiling.
　　 "Lancer, are you enlightened?"
　　 "Wait for you to block my offensive first, let's talk big!"
　　 Both eyes looked at each other, and both of them understood the high spirit of war in each other's hearts. It was the respect for each other and the desire for victory. Crossing the long river of history, under the call of the Holy Grail, there is a decisive battle here, and for a time, the two can't help themselves.
　　This kind of affection cannot be restrained. It is not because of the love of children, but the mutual sympathy between men and women who have experienced friction and sweat.
　　 Lancer: I respect you as a man!
　　 The two confronted each other with weapons in their hands, looking for each other's flaws, and both decided to decide the victory or defeat in the next blow.
　　 The winner is alive and the loser is dead, this fair and honest duel!
　　 The sense of urgency between life and death allows them to raise their spirits to the extreme in an instant, without the slightest hesitation and timidity, it will only lead to defeat. Suddenly, Lancer ignored the surrounding terrain because of too much concentration, stepped on a ball of gravel and slipped, and his body came to a halt.
　　Chance!
　　 Saber's eyes narrowed, and she was fully absorbed in her keenly grasping the flaw, holding the sword on her side with both hands, her figure lowered and rushed out quickly.
　　 The violent wind tore, the invisible sword wrapped in the enchantment of the Wind King burst out with a powerful driving force, accelerating the speed of Saber's impact, and also revealed the golden sword that symbolized victory.
　　 High-speed assault, Saber holding a long sword turned into an afterimage, breaking through the slow to stagnant air, squeezing out a burst of sound and roar.
　　 Lancer didn't move at all, as if frightened and stupid, when Saber rushed to the front, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He slipped and sold the flaws deliberately, just to attract Saber's desperate charge, and his slippery feet were exposed by the short gun he discarded.
　　 Treasures: Huang Qiangwei that must die!
　　The cursed yellow short gun. After being injured by this short gun, there will be cursed wounds that cannot be healed. The negative effect is to cause a decline in physical strength, ignoring the self-regeneration of the heroic spirits, even if the master's healing magic is strong, it is powerless to face the curse of the magic spear.
　　The inevitable Huang Qiangwei is Lancer's trump card. He knows that Saber's martial arts are exquisite and will not go all out to attack if it is not a chance to win, so he planned the previous scene.
I won!
　　 Lancer smiled with a win-winner, and swung his yellow short spear straight into Saber's throat. Even if he didn't die for a while, he would never survive such a serious injury.
　　 Saber also noticed the coming of death. In a critical moment, her strong intuition of repeated births and deaths on the battlefield saved her life. The blade deflected, and with the help of the last strong wind remaining in the Wind King enchantment, it slightly changed the sprint trajectory.
　　 sword light and gun shadow, shining light, after the two figures interlaced, both wounded their wrists.
　　 "What a keen intuition, what a quick response to the scene, should I really say... Isn't it the legendary knight king?" Lancer raised his wrist and the wound healed automatically. It was obviously his master who had performed healing magic.
　　 The Sword of Oath of Victory was too dazzling. Although Lancer was surprised that the Knight King was a woman, he still affirmed Saber’s identity. Gender can be faked, but the treasure won’t.
　　 The identity was seen through, Saber did not feel much flustered, but frowned and looked at the injured wrist. Alice Phil performed healing magic, but the wound was still bleeding.
　　 "It's useless, you are too impulsive. If you are still wearing armor, you may be able to block the ‘destructive yellow rose’." At this point, Lancer chuckled again, his tactics were very successful.
　　 received an incurable wound, Saber was not depressed, because she confirmed Lancer's identity. The cursed yellow gun that caused wounds to heal just like the law, coupled with the broken red gun, and the tear mole with its own charm magic, Lancer's identity is self-evident.
　　 Saber exclaimed: "The'Glorious Look' Di Lumdo Audina, known as the unparalleled chief warrior of the Irish Fiona Knights, did not expect this honor to fight you."
　　 "This is the wonderful thing about the Battle of the Holy Grail, but I personally think that I should be more honored. I can have the opportunity to be with the Knight King longer and shorter. It seems that Goddess of Luck did not abandon me!" Lancer was very humble.
　　Duke: No need to compete, you are long!
"Since the two sides know each other's names, it's time for a bigger and brighter duel!" Lancer re-positioned, holding a shot in each hand, knowing that the opponent is an impeccable strong, he should do his best. Go ahead.
　　 "It should be so!" Saber's sword holding hands trembled because of the injury, but he was still fighting spirit.
　　 After a wave of business exchanges, the two of them exploded and moved tentatively with their feet. Lancer paid attention to the powerful contract victory sword, and Saber also guarded against the weird cursing double spear.
　　 A cold chill filled the battlefield, and at this moment, billowing thunder resounded, and a beam of thunder struck between the two, separating them far.
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　　 In the sky, a strong momentum rushed toward the face, and thunder and lightning were shed along the way.
　　 An ancient chariot is running rampant in mid-air, and the wheels are like thunder, like driving on the ground. This is already very strange. What's even more strange is that it is not the horses that pull the luxury chariot, but two burly bulls.
　　 Seeing this scene, don’t you know, another follower appeared. The two looked at each other and decided to postpone the duel and watch the change.
　　 The hooves stepped on the void, pulled the chariot, and landed aggressively on the ground, accidentally landing on the open space between the two. The thunder retracted, revealing the burly giant on the chariot. He was wearing a red cape like a blazing flame. His eyes and hair were red. The muscles all over his body exploded, full of strength, and his majestic posture was extremely dazzling.
　　 The physique is majestic, and the spirit is mighty.
　　 "In front of this king, it's time for both sides to take back their swords!" The aggressive shouts, as if they were giving orders, came from Rider.
　　Er frowned at the same time, secretly trying to guess his real name from a large number of brawny men who suddenly appeared. I didn't see anything. Instead, I found the strong man's lord, very conspicuous, the one lying on the car.
　　Weber: Kouhu, I'm obviously kneeling!
　　 Seeing that er was suppressed by the momentum of his appearance, Rider raised his hands and sternly shouted: "This king is the'King of Conquer' Iskandar. He has come as Rider in this Holy Grail War."
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　　 Weber: My waist!
shocked! No matter it is er, and everyone who is paying attention to the battlefield is dumbfounded.
　　 This person... should he say that he is innocent or brave, and he has exposed his identity! Does it really matter, your lord is crying!
　　 "Wait, if you're Rider... who is he?" Saber woke up from his dazedness, and instantly turned to look at Duke.
　　 For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on Duke, the armor dangled in the ominous black fog, the nightmare horse symbolizing death, and they all thought Duke was the Rider at the beginning.
　　Rider　 laughed and raised his finger to Duke: "The servant over there, you know the real names of the three of us. To be fair, it's better to report your own name!"
　　 "Idiot, how could someone expose their real name as stupidly as you..." Webber hugged Rider's thigh and let out a heartbreaking wailing. That leg...hey, his waist is thick.
　　 On the battlefield of the Holy Grail War, the real name is of great strategic significance. Exposing the real name is equivalent to exposing weaknesses and treasures. Weber does not believe that anyone would be so unconscionable...except for his own Rider.
　　 But in the next second, he fell into doubt about the Battle of the Holy Grail, UU reading www.uukanshu.com because Duke really said it.
　　 "The old man Eric Gandalf, the first mage of the Middle-earth Continent, came to this battle as an overhead hero, and his rank is Berserker!"
　　 "……"
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