Chapter 238 Fermenting Public Opinion
Most of the audience thought Akori was too arrogant.
But his lord, Marquis Anthony, didn’t think so.
As a nobleman of the royal capital, he has a very vicious eye when selecting his personal guards.
Acori is not the kind of aristocrat who grew up in a greenhouse. The most brutal battle he experienced was a bar fight, and the biggest twists and turns in his life were only a broken love.
As the illegitimate son of Duke Ferdinand, Akori was sent to the southern province of Mantelide, a territory adjacent to the Miracle Mountains.
The Miracle Mountains are sad for birds and isolate the Cairns Empire from the Orc Empire, but there will always be some Orcs escaping to cause trouble, and the frequency has become higher and higher in recent years.
Acre grew up in this environment and has been on the front line against the orcs. He once had an impressive record of leading 80 heavy armored infantry to wipe out a 120-man orc force.
When there is conflict, there is communication.
The strange-shaped weapon in Akori's hand is a proprietary weapon "wave blade sword" used only by the warriors of the orc tribe. It is very good at destroying shields and armor.
Therefore, in Anthony's opinion, Akori is not arrogant, just confident.
Raven didn't understand these backgrounds yet, but he also saw how extraordinary Akori was.
The life energy in his body is not only strong, reaching the third-order seven-star level, but also extremely active. Its activity level has reached or even surpassed Eric who was strengthened by him.
This shows that his talent in life fighting spirit is extremely amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to call him "genius".
“What a genius.” A smile appeared on Raven’s lips: “It depends on your performance.”
Genius or not must be tested in actual combat.
At this moment, the short ax wrapped in bloody fighting spirit spun and flew straight towards Akori's throat. There was a hint of disdain in the eyes of this third-level life knight, and he raised the wave-edged giant sword with one hand.
There was just a clang sound, and the sword blade was accurately hooked at the junction of the ax handle and the ax blade, catching it steadily, while the flying ax was still spinning on it.
Then Akori flicked his wrist, and the flying ax turned around and flew towards its original owner!
Muga was shocked to see his throwing ax being broken so lightly.
However, many years of mercenary career and many life-and-death experiences gave him a wealth of combat experience. He could panic but not panic and raise his shield.
Crack——
The flying ax hit it, and the shield immediately dented. Under the huge force, Muga only felt his wrist numb.
What was even more numb was his heart!
There is really no fighting spirit, just throwing back the flying axe, but it has such terrifying power!
"Why, this won't work?" Akori yawned: "Hurry up, I have a sexy date tonight."
This sentence made Muga even more angry, He roared wildly and stepped hard on the ground with both feet. The hardened earth was lifted up by his boots, raising large amounts of dust and blowing towards Akori along with the wind!
In this way, you can not only hide your figure, but also fascinate the other person's eyes, killing two birds with one stone.
This is a typical mercenary style tactic.
As long as it’s easy to use, we don’t care about face!
Akori raised his arms to cover his eyes.
“Look at the ax!”
Muga shouted, but what rushed out of the smoke was not a flying ax, but a ball of scarlet blood, flying into the air, and then It turned into a giant net and hooded Akori!
Akori sighed in disappointment.
He originally thought that the North, known for its bravery, would have decent warriors, but now it seems that they are not as good as the southern border.
The pressure Muga brought to him was even worse than that of a second-level orc!
Even though he did not use fighting spirit, his powerful body still allowed him to jump several meters and easily avoid the oncoming blood web.
At the same time as the blood net fell to the ground, two bloody flying axes flew out of the smoke at the same time, one on the left and one on the right towards Akori!
Just when the two flying axes were about to approach Akori, there was a flash of blood, and the blood net that had been lying on the ground suddenly lit up, resonated with the fighting spirit on the flying axes, and hung up.
It’s like the whole blood network is flying again!
At this time, Muga broke through the smoke, his lips split, revealing a ferocious smile.
This is his most proud combo combat skill. The blood net at the beginning was just a feint, just for this moment!
The two flying axes brought up the blood net, and the speed was so fast that few people at the same level could react. Even though Akori was at the third level, he could not do it without using fighting spirit. Maybe get away!
What a proud man from the royal capital, keep going crazy!
Either you use fighting spirit and slap yourself in the face; or you stand where you are and be defeated by me head-on!
But Akori smacked his lips in boredom at this moment, and then held the wave-edged giant sword in both hands.
The blade of the sword was originally perpendicular to the ground, but as he flipped his wrist, it instantly turned 180 degrees, and then it was raised high and slashed down suddenly!
A cold light flashed.
The blade of the sword cuts into the web, just like a paper knife cutting into a crisp paper that has been stretched straight. Wherever the blade passes, the blood web breaks, while the two flying axes are pulled by the center. It broke, and its direction changed, spinning left and right, flying out, each carrying half of the blood net into the ground!
It sounds slow, but the process is only as fast as the rabbit rises and the falcon falls.
Engla's voice sounded at this moment: "Player Muga has fully demonstrated all the skills of a seasoned mercenary. Even if he faces a third-level monster, he still has a chance of winning!"
"Baron Akori But even better, he actually cracked this flawless combo just by relying on his superb martial arts skills and knowledge!"
Muga stared blankly at everything in front of him.
The next moment, blood filled his pupils.
As a mercenary, he has already seen through life and death, victory and defeat, but he never thought that his proud skills could be cracked so easily!
"It's impossible..." Muga raised his sword and once again mustered up the bloody fighting spirit around him:
"The gap...can't be so big!"
Muga was employed by Lalu Viscount En wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for himself, so that he could truly serve as a knight under a certain noble.
But now, all of this has been destroyed by Akori.
"Akore!!" Muga roared, the strength of which had torn the corners of his lips apart. He held the deformed shield against his chest, then lowered his head and launched towards Akori with all his strength. Charge!
Facing this violent momentum, Akori's face finally became more serious - at least, this man still had the courage to die!
Then I will give you death.
He planted his feet forward and back, holding the sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword resting on the ground. The sword tip was raised upwards, shining with a smooth wavy blade, and then he suddenly raised it upwards!
The two sides passed each other, Akori stood up, put the wave blade giant sword behind his back, and walked back step by step.
Just when he passed Muga by about three meters, the latter's lips reluctantly murmured a few times, but no sound came out.
Then, his body suddenly collapsed and he knelt on the ground. The armor cracked from the middle, the shield shattered all over the ground, and thick blood rushed out.
"Victor, the winner - Baron Akori!!!"
At this time, in the box, Raven stood up and said, "It seems that Gul'dan has What a good opponent.”
The person representing the Fox family this time is Raven’s uncle, Gul’dan.
But this is nothing to Raven. He just wanted to set up a stage. For him, the more lively the fight between the two sides, the better.
Time passes day by day.
As the competition progressed, the number of people coming to the Eagle Territory increased instead of decreasing, and the competition gradually became the most lively topic in the entire Nord province.
This can be seen from the increasing number of related news on the Tianying platform.
In the module dedicated to social networking, 95 of the 100 pieces of content are related to the competition, discussing the schedule and the performance of each knight.
Many of the new goods on the shelves are the same equipment as the previous knights.
There are even good people who squat every game and broadcast it live in the form of text.
At first, there were more than a dozen such people, but later, only Judra and Mrs. Doreen were left. Both of them have their own characteristics. Judra's description of the battle is precise and clear, making people feel as if they are present at the scene; Mrs. Doreen focuses more on emotional description, exaggerating the brutality of the battle, and guessing the mental process of each player.
The two have different audiences, but they both have many followers.
Today, the Eagle platform only has more than 600 users, but as long as these two people publish content, it will attract hundreds of discussions.
Some people are commenting on the performance of the contestants from a distance, some are having sex inside, and some people are chatting and quarreling, accusing each other of not knowing what fighting is. When they quarrel, sometimes the quarrel can last for dozens of times. Hundreds.
Some well-known players have even gained a group of followers, such as Witt and Jia Peng.
They all have their own discussion boards, where people update their news every day, and some even write novels with them as the protagonists!
The thing that puzzles Raven the most is that someone wrote a separate chapter for Vesdon, saying that he was physically disabled and strong-willed, but changed his destiny against the will of heaven. He was simply an inspirational model and the lover of his dreams.
Raven is sure that this was definitely not written by Denise.
Who has such strange tastes?
Of course, the most famous one is Akori. His handsome appearance, dazzling performance, and still single status are all favored by aristocratic women.
They even have a name for their own group, "Aike".
The turmoil caused by the competition is not only intensifying on the Tianying platform, but also has strong vitality among the people.
Although the papermaking technology in this era was still very crude and could not be used to make newspapers, human wisdom was infinite.
It started with the merchants of Meng’en City.
They were keenly aware of the huge business opportunities contained in this competitive competition, and began to copy the content about the competition on the Sky Eagle Platform on parchment, and then invited bards to adapt and sing it in their respective entertainment venues.
The effect is very good, and it is beyond everyone’s expectations.
After all, the poems circulating in the world are all legendary heroic deeds, but the protagonists of these new stories are all relatively familiar people.
As the scale expanded, in order to speed up efficiency and save costs, the parchment soon became thin wooden boards.
People in Menn City not only began to pay attention to the competition thousands of miles away, but also placed bets on who would win and who would lose.
This trend quickly spread from Meng'en City.
On the 13th day after the start of the competition, similar activities began to appear in even the Snow Maple Territory.
Many people who were unable to attend the game watched the game through the board announcements to learn about the latest situation.
The content even goes so far as to turn the content of the games played by children on the streets into imitations of knight duels.
As the instigator, Raven did push a little behind the scenes at first, but the fact that things had escalated to such an extent was still far beyond his expectation.
Looking at the new content constantly popping up on the Skyhawk platform, and looking at the wooden board samples sent by Feili, Kuman and others on his desk, Raven was filled with emotions.
"Master."
Leaven spit out two words.
Raven holding the Sky Eagle Platform was like holding a trace of luck.
Starting from scratch, guiding the emotions and thinking of everyone in the entire Nord province.
I don’t know how many people’s destinies have quietly changed because of him, but they themselves are unaware of it.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Lord Baron, there is an important matter that requires your personal decision!"
"Come in."
Old Gordon Pushing the door open, Raven smiled and joked: "This is the second time I've heard you say this recently. Isn't it someone who wants to make up the registration again?"
"If this is the case, just give it to Engla and let him add it."
Old Gordon hesitated to speak, and hesitated to speak.
Leaven was curious: "Am I right?"
"Part of it was right." Old Gordon smiled bitterly: "Lord Baron, someone is indeed going to sign up this time. ”
“But...there are 227 people who signed it!”
Raven nodded, suddenly froze, and blinked: "How many did you say!? 227 people!?"
"Yes." Old Gordon said: "And this is the statistics from 3 hours ago. The data is probably more than that now.”
Leaven was still a little confused.
There were 549 people who signed up before, and now there are half as many!
Pushing up his monocle, Old Gordon explained: "In the final analysis, it still depends on your Skyhawk platform. Now with the fermentation of public opinion, it is very proud to be able to appear and show up at the competitive meeting. If you can win, it will be a great honor.”
"It is said that in the territories of certain families, the winning family will publicize the day's battle report..."
Listening to Old Gordon's story, Raven slowly tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes filled with surprise.
Nobles live their lives as worldly people. Nowadays, the competition is so popular. If you don’t come to watch the game in person, wouldn’t you be cutting yourself off from the aristocratic circle?
Moreover, those who participate in competitive competitions may gain both fame and fortune. If they do not participate, they will naturally be inferior to others, and may even be ridiculed as "cowardly".
After all, even Vesdon, a mortal who is missing his right arm, dares to play!
Therefore, it is not surprising that the noble children, knights and knight children who had stayed at home came one after another.
“How many people are expected?” Raven asked.
"It's hard to estimate..." Old Gordon said: "However, according to the current trend, the total number of supplementary enrollments in the future will probably not be lower than those who signed up for the first time."
"What are you going to do?"
The momentum of the competition has grown to such an extent that it is no longer just a matter for Raven's family.
It is definitely not possible to prevent these people from signing up and dampen their enthusiasm; but if they are really allowed to sign up, the impact on the subsequent competition schedule will be too great, and it is likely to cause dissatisfaction among the current contestants.
Lei Wen pondered a little, and a calm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
“I won’t do this.”
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I am extremely grateful to the QQ reading boss [Red Dust Wanderer] for the 100 starting coins reward.
I am extremely grateful to the boss of QQ Reading [ Yang Yang Deyi @ ] for the reward of 100 starting coins.
I am very grateful to the Qidian boss [Book Friends 20200923004835104] for the reward of 2 Qidian coins.
I am extremely grateful to the Qidian boss [Bi Luo Qing Hairpin] for the reward of 300 Qidian coins.
I would like to express my deep gratitude to the boss of Qidian.com [ Yangyangdeyi@ ] for the reward of 1,666 Qidian coins.
Gratitude
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(End of this chapter)