Vol 2 Chapter 212: Swordsmanship Conference

A few hours passed.
　　The sun hangs high, the bright sunlight shines on the ground, the temperature begins to rise, and the enthusiasm of the onlookers in the Kailuo City arena begins to rise.
　　Kero City’s arena is not very big, but it is not very small, and it can hold nearly ten thousand people. The whole is oval in shape, with the height of a full three-story building, with a large number of audience seats on the periphery and an open space of nearly 100 meters in the center.
　　At this time, there were two young swordsmen fighting tensely. One of them was about twenty years old, with a grim look, holding a big sword with both hands wide open. The other person is Raymond, holding a one-handed sword, some of which are suppressed and are constantly dodge.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 The two swords collided from time to time, making a golden stone symphony.
　　The crowd of onlookers kept shouting: "Kill him, kill him!"
Hearing the yelling of the audience, the man with the two-handed sword showed a greasy smile and looked dangerously at Raymond. The offensive increased, forcing Raymond to keep backing, and his mouth said: "Boy, you must hurry up Surrender, or be killed by me! I tell you, I cannot be defeated, but I want to be the champion of this swordsmanship competition."
　　 Raymond listened to the other person's words, looked ugly, gasped and continued to dodge, with a slight regret in his heart: yesterday should not be too "worked out", resulting in today's lack of energy and speed is also very slow. Otherwise, the clumsy "bear" in front of him who had only used his strength to do so would have been taken down.
　　Thinking of Raymond, the two-handed Epee man attacked fiercely again, first raised the Epee high, and then slashed from top to bottom, striving to cut Raymond in half.
　　 Raymond's eyes were sharp: "Good opportunity!"
　　 At the next moment, Raymond exploded into full force and rushed forward. Before the epee fell, he rammed into the arms of the two-handed epee man and knocked the opponent out of balance.
　　 With a "bang", the man with two-handed sword fell to the ground, and Raymond quickly swung his sword on the other person's neck, breathing heavily: "Hoo... Huo..., surrender, or want to die?"
　　 "Ah." The two-handed epee man hadn't reacted for a while, and felt the coldness of the blade before his body became stiff. The fierceness just now was completely gone, and he said with a big tongue: "Success...surrender."
　　 Talking, the other party fumbled in his arms, and even pulled out a white handkerchief, raised it and shook it, apparently he was prepared. Of course, this in exchange for a long boo from the onlookers.
　　 Raymond didn't want to be entangled with the other party. The other party's surrender had already achieved his purpose. With a long breath, he walked staggering toward the entrance and exit. He now needed a rest urgently.
　　At the entrance, Richard and Nancy were standing together, watching Raymond walking back and talking in a low voice.
　　 "Are you going first, or am I going first?" Li Cha asked.
　　 "I'll go first." Nancy said a little strong.
　　 "That's good." Li Cha didn't care.
At this time, the host in the field had already shouted with a voice: "Next, there are two other young swordsmen to appear. One is... well, No. 17, Triestana from Bander City , The other is... well, No. 32, Nancy from Pompetz.
　　 Both are female swordsmen, I hope they have the swordsmanship not to lose to the male swordsman. Okay, let's take a closer look, who of them can go further. "
　　 In the shouting of the host, a white handkerchief fell to the ground. Nancy and her opponent Triestana walked into the middle of the open space, and they looked at each other.
　　Nancy looked at her opponent and found that the other party was a girl with freckles and a cold face.
　　 And the other party looked at the same, the first sentence of his mouth was: "Frame!"
　　 Nancy's eyebrows were raised, and she didn't even bother to speak at the next moment, and she drew her sword at the other side.
"boom!"
　　 The other party blocked, but a little hasty, apparently did not expect that Nancy wouldn't retaliate at all, and said to fight.
　　Nancy is not polite at all, and does not give the other party any chance to adjust. After a sword is cut, it is a continuous attack, suppressing the other party to death, making the other party panic and the pace becomes more and more chaotic.
　　 "Boom!"
　　 Long swords collided constantly. After half a noise, Nancy suddenly had a long sting.
　　 The other party quickly blocked, but Nancy took advantage of the situation and cut it on the other party's wrist.
　　 The other party's wrist burst into a string of blood, and screamed and threw the sword in his hand.
　　Nancy moved forward quickly, kicked the opponent's chest with one foot, kicked the opponent to the ground, and then stepped on the opponent with one foot.
"brush!"
　　 Waving the sword, the blade ran across the opponent's face, marking a blood mark, which made the opponent startled and frightened, and finally the sword tip stopped on the opponent's eyes.
　　Nancy said aloud: "Have the ability, tell me what you just said, do you believe me or not make you blind?"
　　 "I..." The freckled girl named Triestana shuddered slightly, "I... wrong, I... I admit defeat..."
　　 talked, quickly raised his hand to shake, and gestured to the host.
　　 The host then announced the result, and of course, it also means that Nancy can't just take any damage to Triestana.
　　Nancy snorted, put away her sword, and walked to the entrance where Raymond and Richard were.
　　 "You're ignited." Richard saw Nancy go back and said, "It's so fierce."
　　 "She scolded me." Nancy explained.
　　 "Ah, no wonder." Li Cha shrugged and expressed understanding.
　　 "Actually, this is fine." Nancy narrowed her eyes, "Isn't Macbeth saying that, as long as you can win, the sooner the better. The next is you, I hope you can end the battle faster."
　　 "I'll try it." Richard said, striding towards the field.
　　……
　　 Leaving the entrance and exit, the sun shining down, Richard felt a sense of warmth, squinting at the dazzling sun above his head, walking quickly under his feet.
　　 On the opposite side, a figure also quickly walked out, with a sturdy body, bare tops, holding a four-finger wide sword, looking at it, falling on Li Cha holding a slender sword, showing a slightly disdainful expression.
　　 Richard looked calm.
The two quickly met in the middle of the open space, when the host said a little delay: "Well, the two swordsmen to be tested below are the 26th swordsman-Delaware from Knock City, and the 33rd Swordsman-Richard from Pompetz. Okay, let's see how they perform."
　　 talking, the host threw a white handkerchief towards the ground.
　　The handkerchief descended slowly, and the eyes of Richard and his opponent Drey fell on it.
　　 While watching, Delai said aloud: "Boy, don't scream when you unload eight pieces later."
Richard has no expression on his face and no response. In his heart, he is thinking about something: Before the start of the swordsmanship competition, Macbeth had already made it clear that he, Nancy and Raymond were actually very simple to do. Then keep on defeating the opponent and keep winning.
　　Because it is now a youth-level swordsmanship competition, the time is not long, only three days, to be precise two and a half days:
　　The first day is the preliminary round, and the eight best swordsmen will be selected;
　　The next morning, it was the quarter-finals, and the semi-finals were selected from the eight selected players;
　　 The next afternoon, it was the semifinals, and the top three were decided;
　　 On the morning of the third day, the final was held to decide the champion.
　　 After the contest, the arena will be trimmed for half a day, and then a seven-day adult-level swordsmanship competition will be held. That is the focus, the culmination of the carnival. At that time, the entire arena will be full and hard to get a ticket.
　　 However, in the final of the youth group, King Khufu of Egypt will definitely attend. When the time comes to kill the other party, even if the task is completed.
　　 Richard thought so, and the neighbor Dray continued to whisper provocatively: "Boy, I will call you Dad later, and you..."
"brush!"
　　Richard suddenly shot without warning, brandished his sword, and then stopped it.
A gust of wind blew through ~EbookFREE.me~ Raised a lot of dust in the field, and the swordsman Drey's eyes flashed, a little stunned, looking at the blade resting on his neck, it took a long time to react to what he did-he Lost.
　　He lost?
　　 This... is this too fast? How can this be?
　　 The game has not started yet, how could it be lost!
　　 Delai stared at him, shouting at Li Cha: "You cheated! You shot ahead!"
　　 "I don't have it," Richard said, "I shot the moment the handkerchief hit the ground, in line with the rules."
　　 "Impossible, how could you be so fast!" Dray was not convinced, looked at the host, and tried to recall justice, "Big...Master, he cheated, he..."
　　 The host was a little stunned. He didn't expect a game to end so dramatically, but he did have some fairness. I looked at the handkerchief on the floor, and then looked at Dray, and announced: "No, he didn't cheat. He shot after the handkerchief was on the ground, so... you lost."
"I……"
　　 Delai collapsed, looking at Richard: "You... how can you do this?"
　　 "I...will."
"you……"
　　 "Have a chance to see you again." Li Cha closed his sword and turned towards the entrance.
　　 De Lai looked at Richard's back, his eyes flashed and flashed, his teeth bite and bite, his hand holding the four-finger broad sword was tight and tight...
　　 At this moment, De Lai's heart was extremely unwilling, with unbearable anger, and really wanted to rush up and give Richard a sword...
　　 Then...
　　 "Well, goodbye." Delai faced Richard's back and turned to another entrance. ...