Chapter 241: Death or Surrender
Thanks very much to the starting point boss [Bi Luo Qing Hairpin] for the reward of 11,500 starting points. (The manuscript has not been saved, and will be added later)
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In the arena, the spectators were discussing enthusiastically.
“Have you heard that the boy from the Griffith family has become extraordinary?”
"Yo? Really?"
"Of course it's not false. I guess I didn't want to be too embarrassed, so I rushed it."
"It seems like this will be another victory. Wow, the Griffith family really treats people like fools."
"Now everyone knows that the first two games of Weston were fake. Unless Batum, his opponent, doesn’t want fame anymore, he probably won’t take money.”
“Tsk, that’s a pity. I actually hope that Vesdon can win this game. , and it is best to let him keep winning and let everyone see the "miracle" of a first-order extraordinary reaching the finals!"
All this was heard by Baron Wessassin, who crossed his arms and smiled disdainfully.
These people really forgot that this competition was held for Raven's wedding.
According to the tradition of Nord Province, the winner of this competition must come from the Griffith family. This should be a tacit understanding among all nobles.
But Vesassin didn't want to remind them, and even he himself was forgetting on purpose.
Lei Wen produced and promoted the Sky Eagle Platform, pushing his influence to new heights; now, because of the Sky Eagle Platform, a mediocre competitive competition has become the entire Nord province. Carnival for all the nobles!
In this process, the Griffith family gradually exposed their weak and lack of foundation.
Today's game will further tear open the glorious shell of the Griffith family.
If Weston bribes his opponent to win again, the Griffith family will only become more and more difficult to defeat.
If Weston fails humiliatingly, the previous speculation about match-fixing will be confirmed, and the Griffith family will be nailed to the pillar of shame and ridiculed for more than ten or decades!
"This is called asking for it, Raven!" Wessassin showed a gloating smile.
In contrast, Judra's emotions were more complicated.
On the one hand, he was happy to see the Griffith family shriveled up and Raven looking disgraced.
But he couldn't be happy with the situation in front of him - if Raven couldn't get up because of such a ridiculous reason, then what would he be if he had been suppressed by Raven all the time?
"Stupid fat pig!" Judra gritted his teeth.
Viscount John frowned. He had a good impression of Raven. Now this kind of scene is not what he wants to see.
If this battle with Vesdon was against the knights of Mansa County, Viscount John would even take the initiative to have someone fake the match to help Vesdon pass.
Because in his opinion, letting the knight of the host family win the crown is itself a kind of etiquette in line with the noble status.
But nowadays, there are too few nobles like him.
Amid everyone's discussion, today's competitive meeting began. The opening dance, which usually attracts bursts of applause, received a mediocre response.
Engla looked sad, but still started hosting in a professional manner:
"This athletic conference held to celebrate the marriage of the Griffith family and the Fox family has reached the third round."
"Today's first game will be played by athletes from the Griffith family. First-order bloody knight Vesdon, facing off——"
“A first-order ice knight from Cambri County Alpine Territory, Batum!!”
Even though I was reminded that this competition was ultimately to celebrate Raven’s wedding, but when Victoria When Si Dong came on the stage, there were still overwhelming boos in the stadium.
Veston slowly walked out from behind the fence. He had put down his visor, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Different from the first time, he put on a relatively plain-looking full-body plate armor, which was light blue in color and thick in texture. Although there were no traces of enchantment, it looked like it was not ordinary armor; after he was completely cut off On his right arm is a triangular shield, which can balance the body and can also be used as a weapon when necessary.
"Misty iron armor!" Hyde, who was sitting on the high platform, was slightly surprised.
Faced with boos and malice from the audience, even though Vesdon was mentally prepared, he inevitably started to suffer from stage fright.
My head was confused, my palms were numb, and my stomach was churning.
At this moment, a low exclamation came from the spectator seats.
Vesdon looked up and saw Raven, Nancy, and Denise walking into the arena hand in hand and sitting in the exclusive area of the Griffith family.
"Raven...he didn't hide in the box and came here in person!" Wessazin did not hide his disdain: "How much do you love this younger brother!?"
< br>"It's so unwise." Viscount John frowned: "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."
Judra didn't say much, because it would be the same if it were him, no matter how old he is Despite the reputation, it was all worth it if I could be with Denise.
Raven didn't care about the eyes of others. After he sat down, he smiled at Vesdon and nodded gently.
Vesdon knew the significance of Raven's presence in the arena - it was to share the pressure for him.
Once he loses, the greatest malice will not be directed at him, but will be focused on Raven.
This is Raven demonstrating to Vesdon with practical actions, telling him how a man should shoulder his due responsibilities and responsibilities!
“I won’t let you down!”
Veston took a deep breath and threw all distracting thoughts out of his mind.
Walking towards the center of the field step by step, he also saw clearly the appearance of his opponent in this game, the Knight Batum.
This knight is wearing a set of enchanted plate armor that looks a bit old. Although it exudes magical brilliance, the light is somewhat mottled, and it has obviously become ineffective over time.
Vesdon himself is already very strong. At the age of 17, he is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 240 pounds. Batum looks even stronger than him, and he also uses a weapon. A 4-meter-long enchanted spear!
The two walked to the center of the field and clashed their weapons.
It was supposed to be just a polite interaction, but Vesdon felt a huge force coming from him, almost knocking the sword in his hand to the ground.
This is beyond the scope of etiquette!
“Oh, you still have some skills.” Batum snorted in surprise: “Boy, you’d better abandon your weapons and admit defeat now, otherwise, your thin skin and tender flesh will It’s going to be a disaster.”
The corner of Vesdon’s mouth twitched: “…I may not be the loser today!”
This sentence sounded like this to Batum. It was a joke, and he did laugh.
But Vesdon was extremely serious.
After being scolded by Raven, he took the divine potion that night.
The awakening process was very painful, like tearing his bones out of his body and putting them back again.
Vesdon did not feel proud or self-pitying because of this.
He knew that everyone who became extraordinary would experience this kind of pain, but this process made him more awake and truly aware of the weight and significance of the sentence "You are not the center of the world."
This is also a process of getting rid of the extraordinary and mysterious aura in Vesdon's heart.
So what if it’s extraordinary? Now, I am also a first-level extraordinary person!
What's more, his brother and his mother are also sitting on the side of the stage.
Those who looked down on him, belittled him, and insulted him were sitting on the sidelines!
He must not lose this game!
The two were 20 meters apart with their backs facing each other, and then came Ingra’s voice:
"Duel—begin!!"
Veston spread his feet, slightly arched his legs, pulled out the long sword from his waist and held it diagonally in front of him for protection.
Batum's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized that this was the standard imperial knight's infantry combat posture, and it was extremely standard.
It seems that Vesdon is not as incompetent as the rumors say.
But so what, he has just become extraordinary after all!
Batum moved forward with steady steps, showing extremely solid basic skills. Although he was walking on flat ground, he seemed to be riding a horse.
“This posture is definitely not a fake match!”
“Hey, Vesdon is so frightened? Master! Move!”
“Tsk , I still bet that Vesdon can survive three rounds, he looks like this I can’t even hold it back!”
While the onlookers were talking, Batum had already rushed not far in front of Vesdon, his light blue fighting spirit filled the spear, and Batum held the gun barrel with both hands and lowered his waist. Using force, pulling and sending, the spear was like a python coming out of a hole, carrying white mist straight to the door in front of Vesdon!
Vesdon had already concentrated all his energy, raised his sword with his left hand and slashed to the right!
锃——
Fighting energy intertwined and burst out, blue and blood blended together. Vesdon used the recoil force to jump out to the right. After landing, he bent his knees and gathered strength slightly. It rushed towards Batum like a sharp arrow from a string!
The audience here thought that Vesdon would be directly defeated by this blow, but they did not expect that not only would he not be injured, but he would also be able to take the opportunity to counterattack!
Even Engla was stunned for a moment, and after a brief pause he said excitedly: "Precise timing!" "A long sword versus a spear has a disadvantage in terms of attack distance, and Vesdon lacks a right arm. , he didn’t have the advantage in terms of strength, so he didn’t choose to fight head-on, but used his strength to maneuver to shorten the distance between the two parties!”
Courage is never the same as recklessness.
The moment Vesdon decided to stand on the field, he was fully prepared. Not only did he become extraordinary, he also analyzed Batum's combat habits through the Skyhawk platform and other channels.
In other words, Batum’s first attack, including how to respond, has already been previewed by Vesdon.
Careful preparation paid off in full!
Tumu did not expect that Vesdon would react like this. When he came to his senses, Vesdon had already raised his sword and galloped in front of him like a crazy wild boar!
Batum drew his gun to block.
When——
After being strengthened by Raven and promoted to the extraordinary, Vesdon was extremely powerful. Under the full thrust, the steel gun barrel in Batum's hand produced a visible force with the naked eye. of bending.
Batum only felt his arms go numb, and his legs that were originally standing were pushed by the force, pulling out two deep grooves on the ground.
Vesdon sheathed his sword and was about to chop him off on the head again. Batum looked at the gap, raised his right leg, and kicked Vesdon out violently!
The whole place was in an uproar.
“I, did I read that right?! Vesdon almost hurt Batum just now!?”
“If Vesdon hadn’t been missing an arm, Batum would have really It’s dangerous.”
“It must be a fake game again! I can see that the first two games were not good, but this time I found a good actor!”
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All kinds of comments started to sound, and it was a mess. Batum couldn't hear every one of them clearly, but he could catch the occasional insults shouted against him.
And Vesdon had stood up straight now and rushed towards Batum again.
To be fair, this is a very reasonable tactic. The spear must be used at a distance. Vesdon can only minimize the difference between the two sides by fighting in close combat.
But the more this happens, the angrier Batum becomes - he is just a playboy and should just lie down!
He took a deep breath, suddenly shouted loudly, pressed down the spear, and the spear condensed a layer of ice shell that was like a substance, condensing to the tip of the spear. Then he pressed down with his right hand, and the tip of the spear suddenly raised, and he ran straight Vesdon's belly!
"First-level combat skill, piercing ice blast, transmits cold energy to the opponent's body and detonates it. It cannot be forced!" Engla, who should have upheld a fair stance, is no longer explaining, but reminding!
Even before the gun point reached him, Vesdon had already felt the chill. He exerted force with his right foot, leaving a shallow pit on the ground. His body that was charging suddenly dodged to the left and clashed with the gun. The sharp edge passed by me, but an ice mark formed on the armor!
But it was not over yet. In a rage, Batum withdrew his spear and sent it out again. The tip of the spear went straight to Vesdon's chest!
He had barely managed to hide before, but this time Vesdon only had time to slightly block with his long sword, and then the cold spear tip hit the armor and pierced his right shoulder!
First there was severe pain, then cold numbness!
Batum drew out his spear, and a ball of ice exploded on Vesdon's shoulder, sealing his wound and wrapping half of his chest in it!
"Oh, the armor produced by the Griffith family is indeed excellent." Batum snorted coldly. If the foggy iron armor hadn't been tough enough, this shot should have penetrated Vesdon: "Definitely. What a pity for you!"
He turned around and walked slowly towards the edge of the field.
Although there were some twists and turns in the process, the battle is over and Vesdon no longer has the ability to fight.
But at this moment, he heard more and more shouts, and someone was calling his name-it didn't look like they were celebrating his victory.
Batum turned back slightly confused.
What he doesn’t know yet is that what he sees when he looks back this time is enough to make him remember it for the rest of his life.
Veston bit the sword with his teeth, bloody fighting spirit burst out from his hand, he grasped the ice on his shoulder, and was pulling it out of his body with all his strength!
Cold——
So cold!
Vesdon thought of the battle on the Bloody Highlands where he served as a vanguard.
He led his soldiers and faced a flood of horse thieves.
He was not extraordinary at that time, so he could only watch his comrades die tragically, and then run away in panic!
At that time, his blood was as cold as now.
Do you want to admit defeat?
To seek comfort from his mother, encouragement from his brother, and tell him that he has done enough?
No, never!
"Absolutely--no!!!!"
The fighting energy on the palms burst into flames, and the ice crystals on the shoulders shattered, rolling down to the ground with sticky blood. As the fighting energy circulated, the ice crystals on the shoulders A blood arrow with ice particles suddenly spurted out from the wound.
He has not lost yet, he still has one life left to fight for!
"Vesdon!!" Denise stood up in the audience and shouted loudly with tears in her eyes: "That's enough, stop!!"
Her voice was drowned in the arena. , then turned to Raven: "Admit defeat, let Vesdon admit defeat, Announce that he surrenders!"
Leaven looked solemn: "No."
"But Vesdon is going to die!"
"Let him come down now. ”
But Weston in the field couldn't hear this conversation. He couldn't hear any sound. He just held the long sword in his hand, activated his fighting spirit with all his strength, and charged towards Batum!
His shoulders were covered with blood, his eyes were red, and his hands were burning with bloody fighting spirit.
If you use four words to describe it, it would be——
Considering death!
"Are all the Griffiths crazy? If he does this, even if he wins, he will have to stay in bed for half a month!"
"Fake the game, did he really fake the game before?! This kind of person, he will fake the game!?"
"Batum! Fuck him, don't lose, I beat you by 3 gold coins !”
The shouts became more and more enthusiastic, but neither of the two people in the field had the intention to pay attention.
When Vesdon rushed closer and closer, Batum gritted his teeth, ice condensed on his spear, and then he suddenly stabbed out with another piercing ice blast!
In his opinion, Vesdon can only evade, and he can only escape; and once this momentum is released, he can still seal the victory!
But what he didn't expect was that Vesdon suddenly turned sideways and pointed the shield of his right shoulder at the tip of the gun!
锃——
The gun blade penetrated half an inch into the shield. Even though the shield was wrapped with bloody fighting spirit, it still could not withstand the strong attack. The blood seeped out and was frozen, and the ice suddenly erupted. Come on!
The original wound on the inner side of the shoulder was forced out of the blood mist by the pressure!
But Vesdon didn't stop, he howled and roared, and still kept moving forward!
You are simply gambling with your own life!
If his shoulder shield cannot withstand it, the spear will penetrate his shoulder, pierce his chest, and completely destroy his internal organs. Even if Archbishop Thomas takes action himself, he will not be able to save him!
Batum roared, used both arms hard, and his fighting spirit exploded, pushing the spear!
If you want to die, I will make it happen for you!
However, the next moment he realized something was wrong. The triangular shield was incredibly strong. The enchanted spear could only pierce it, but it could not pose much of a threat to the inner armor.
Amid Vesdon's roar, the gun barrel made of fine steel slipped out of Batum's gauntlet, bursting out bursts of sparks!
“Impossible, impossible!”
Batum’s palms are getting softer and softer. Even though he uses ice fighting energy to strengthen the spear on his hands, he still can’t avoid the ice layer. Collapse, the gun barrel slides backward!
The right arm contracted suddenly, and the severe pain made Batum howl.
The tendon in his right arm is broken!
The spear flew away from his hand and fell to the ground. Batum was horrified to see that the triangular shield with the Griffith family coat of arms was getting bigger and clearer——
Hard It was stamped hard on his face!
The sound of broken bones came, and Batum's eyes went dark, followed by the world spinning, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
When he came back to his senses, his ears were filled with shouts. Some people were calling his name, but more people were calling for Vesdon under the leadership of Ingra.
He managed to sit up, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and his mouth and nose were filled with the salty smell of blood. When he opened his mouth, a few broken teeth and blood spurted out, clanking in the helmet. .
Vesdon's figure appeared not far in front of him, swaying, covered in mud and blood. He had obviously just stood up, holding a bloody sword in his hand.
The ice on his shoulders condensed again, his face was too pale to be alive, and his eyelids were drooped, but his eyes still contained cold persistence and a desire for victory.
A chill rose in Batum's heart, and he suddenly realized that if he continued to fight, he would definitely die!
Glancing at the spear in the distance, he swallowed, took off his helmet and kept it on the ground, hissing: "I... give up!!"
Win?
Vesdon was slightly dazed, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart. It was a taste he had never tasted before.
The taste of victory!
After saying that, he turned to Raven, raised his sword high, and shouted with all his strength:
"Griffith"
"Death or death. ! ! ”
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(End of this chapter)