Chapter 247 Give it a try
The 11,800 reward for Qidian’s father [Bi Luo Qing Hairpin]; additional update [1]
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“I didn’t expect everyone to be here today I have time." Montreal shook his wine glass with a relaxed smile on his face: "Guldan would be very happy if he knew that you are paying so much attention."
His relaxation comes from the bottom of his heart.
Raven placed Gul'dan in the first game of the 6th round. As long as he wins, the Fox family's reputation will be greatly increased.
In fact, since the start of the competition, as the knights of the Fox family, including Gul'dan, passed through the competition, the nobles of the Nord province were fully aware of the Earl family's heritage.
The Fox family, which was hit hard by the censorship of military merit, gradually found some room to breathe.
Marquis Anthony had no expression on his face.
He is not worried about the Fox family's rising reputation.
So far, he still maintains absolute confidence in Akori, and the Fox family cannot escape his grasp.
What really made him feel a little unhappy was Raven's arrangement of the schedule.
Placing Gul'dan on the first day and Akori on the last day is undoubtedly full of Raven's selfishness. He is deliberately provoking public opinion and vaguely trying to put aside the conflict between him and Montreal. To the obvious meaning.
Perhaps this is Raven's small resistance to his strong attitude, but Anthony does not believe that Raven has such courage. To a greater extent, it should be out of the idea of creating gimmicks for the athletic conference.
Although Lei Wen is young, after all, the businessman is too preoccupied and his layout is too small.
Although he didn’t really care, he still had to say a few words. Anthony said unintentionally: “Haha, speaking of it, before the game, many people thought that Baron Raven would favor the Fox family, but once the schedule came out, This rumor is self-defeating.”
“Baron Omaha is also a highly regarded strong player, and Gul’dan has met a good opponent this time.”
I heard that he was trying to instigate a relationship between himself and Raven, and of course Montreal would not be fooled: "Indeed, Baron Omaha's storm fighting spirit is fast and sharp, and he is experienced. In the battle with the Order of the Hand of Death, The performance is quite impressive, and he is the only player left in Seaside County, so he cannot be ignored. "
Surprised Lao Lao, it is true that Omaha is 57 this year.
There is no flaw in Montreal's words, but Anthony didn't think that he could make a contribution with just one sentence, so he changed the topic:
"Speaking of which, Raven, if Baron Omaha fails, Seaside County will become the first group to be eliminated by all members. Such arrangement of the schedule...is not considered."
Leaven I didn't expect that these two people's quarrel with each other would draw the fire to themselves.
If you guys didn’t have too many connections, why would I have made this arrangement?
If Anthony's words were spread, it would lead to a wave of public dissatisfaction. Raven considered the wording: "The competitive conference strives to be as fair as possible in every game. In my opinion, Omar Baron Ha's strength is not inferior to that of Mr. Gul'dan."
After a pause, Raven continued: "The reason why Baron Wessassin was assigned as Baron Acre's opponent was for the same reason. .”
Montreal took a lyrical sip of wine.
Leaven's words were impeccable, whether they were quick-witted or premeditated, they all ended up holding back Marquis Anthony.
Looking at the tacit understanding between the two sons-in-law, Marquis Anthony frowned slightly and was about to speak when Inger’s voice sounded:
“Today is the 6th round of the competition. , that is, the first game of 32 to 16. "
"Guldan, a third-level flame knight from Hovey City in Ferdoro County, faced off——"
"Third-level Storm Knight from Seaside County, Baron Omaha!"
When Gul'dan slowly appeared on the field, Gul'dan received a warm cheer.
Although he already has a wife, Gul'dan has a handsome face, strong strength, and elegant and perfect performance on the field. Therefore, he has gained many fans and can be said to be one of the most popular players in this competition. .
On the field, his performance was not as flamboyant as usual. He was polite and full of aristocracy.
The enchanted plate armor is not very gorgeous, with only golden patterns engraved on the outline, the exclusive coat of arms of the Fox family engraved on the chest, and a stabbing sword dragged casually around the waist.
At 57 years old, Baron Omaha is the oldest contestant.
Since the territory is close to the west of the empire, the armor and weapons are also quite western-style. In addition to the long-handled sword, the representative one is the sharp lightning rod-like protrusion on his helmet.
His face is weather-beaten and he looks nearly 70 years old. He is so twitchy that he rarely appears in public. Even in the arena, he never takes off his visor.
The two walked to the center of the field, clashed weapons and saluted as usual.
Gul'dan showed a gentle smile: "May we all enjoy this competition."
For Gul'dan, he is the opposite of Akori on the court. Whatever Akori does, he does the opposite.
Akore is arrogant, so he is humble; Akore attracts bees and butterflies, so he has to keep himself clean on the surface.
In this way, the distinction between the two people is increased and their own more distinctive labels are used to guide public opinion to compare the two parties.
He thought his performance was flawless, but Baron Omaha calmed down: "I'm not here to enjoy the game, but to win!"
Engla is keen Captured the small conflict between the two: "Wow, it seems that the two players have some friction, so we should be able to see a wonderful game today."
Seeing the two people standing about 20 meters apart, Engla raised his voice:
“The duel—begin!!”
Almost at the same time, Guldan and Omaha were covered in clothes. With a layer of fighting spirit armor on, the dark blue flames clashed clearly with the green storm.
Without any hesitation, Gul'dan pressed his feet hard, and a burst of fire burst out, shooting towards Omaha like a sharp arrow. Just when he was half way away, the sword in his hand flashed, The cyan flame fighting spirit rushed towards Omaha in an arc.
Omaha looked at Gul'dan steadily, his fighting spirit rising and falling with his breathing.
His life was not as smooth as Gul'dan's.
As the eldest son of the family, he lost to his younger brother in the battle for inheritance, so he hated and planned for his whole life.
Just when he was promoted to the third level and prepared to personally take back what was his, his younger brother and two nephews died at the hands of the Order of the Hand of Death.
The title came back to him in a ridiculous way.
The emptiness of the failed plan was not diluted by the joy of receiving the title.
Signing up to participate in a competitive competition was just a form of entertainment at first, but now, he has gradually realized the fun - the joy of constantly winning and the satisfaction of realizing his own value!
That’s why he was dissatisfied with Gul’dana’s game-like attitude.
Gul'dan was getting closer and closer, and at this time, Omaha finally moved. Driven by the fighting spirit of the storm, a surging vortex rose from under his feet, growing from small to large, and then turned into a tornado and roared out, annihilating the fire!
Falling leaves, dust, and even the hats and scarves of the spectators in the spectator seats were all affected by this surging force.
However, Gul'dan did not dodge and rushed in.
The flames burned all the way, igniting the whirlwind into a moving torch.
Boom——
The explosion sounded loudly, and the tornado was annihilated. Gul'dan looked around with his sword, but did not see Omaha.
A sense of bad premonition arose in his heart, Gul'dan suddenly turned around, and the long sword in his hand drew a circle of arc-shaped fire.
There was a bang, the fire scattered, and the storm blew. Omaha's figure flashed from behind Gul'dan, slashing continuously with the long-handled sword in his hand, and the green wind blade slashed at Gul'dan like a flock of birds.
Gul'dan snorted, pointed out the thin sword in his hand, and then raised it horizontally in the air, making a long mark. The next moment, with this long mark as the center, green flames pushed out horizontally!
“Player Gul’dan used the third-level combat skill Fire Fan Slash to deal with Baron Omaha’s Birds Sword Technique!”
“Storm Fighting Qi is known for its speed, and now Baron Omaha It is not wise to choose to compete with Mr. Guldan in terms of fighting skills and exhausting fighting spirit!”
Engla has a keen vision, and the development on the scene is just as he said.
The green flames collided with the birds, and strong winds continued to explode, but they still could not suppress the progress of the flames, and the approaching flames were gradually suppressing Baron Omaha's range of action.
Guldan also had doubts in his heart - he had seen the battle in Omaha, and although he was not as good as himself, he should never make such a low-level mistake!
Omaha is old and frail, and it has not taken him as long as Gul'dan to break through to the third level. Competing on fighting energy consumption is the stupidest choice.
Then, he saw Omaha suddenly raise the long knife and began to take a deep breath, as if there was no end, the surrounding air turned into a breeze and began to flow in his direction!
Engla's voice was full of surprise: "This... is probably the third-level combat skill 'Wind-Severing Sky Feather Sword' that Baron Omaha has never used before!"
In the box, Montreal's face became serious, Anthony also stood up, Thomas and Tyrone's expressions became solemn, and they stared at the battlefield.
Gul'dan in the arena even shrank his pupils.
The wind-cutting Tianyu sword was resounding throughout the Nord province more than 30 years ago.
Viscount "Heavy Hammer" Morgan, because he mastered this combat skill, was able to resist the violent attack of the Insa Empire troops who passed through the Principality of Eivor with a weak force.
But the cost of using it is also huge. Not only will all the fighting energy be consumed at once, but the fire of fighting energy will also be damaged. It can be said that it is a cruel move specially used to fight for one's life!
It was later speculated that the reason why Viscount Morgan lost all his fighting spirit had something to do with it.
"Old guy, it's just a competition, why are you fighting for your life!?" Gul'dan cursed in a low voice, and he found that his mentality began to waver.
Throw in the towel now?
But Gul'dan immediately shook his head and threw this option out of his mind.
He is the eldest son of the Fox family, the face of the Fox family in this competition!
Just after the Fox family was punished, the nobles who used to follow him and obey him like loyal dogs suddenly became busy, trying to find excuses to avoid even a drinking party.
Now, as he fought against Xiongfeng in the arena, they suddenly had time again, and even took the initiative to contact him!
Gul'dan didn't want to go back to those miserable days, not even for a single day.
Bowing down, Gul'dan held the sword in both hands, raised it to the right side of his body, and made a standard "ox position sword posture", and then pure cyan flame fighting energy burst out, stabbing the sword again Flows like lava.
"This... Facing Baron Omaha's Wind-Severing Sky Feather Sword, Baron Gul'dan also responded with the third-level combat skill 'Meteor Burst' and refused to give an inch!!"
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Baron Omaha frowned. He had always known that Gul'dan was just a playboy, but he never expected that he would have the courage to fight for his life.
But Baron Omaha has no regrets. His fighting spirit is not as good as Gul'dan's, his equipment is not as good as Gul'dan's, and his family background is even more incomparable.
If you want to win, you can only use this trick.
He is ready to bear all the consequences.
He no longer cares about life or the future, all he wants is victory!
The storm fighting energy accumulated on the blade of the long knife has reached its limit, and there is faint thunder flowing in it. With a long roar, Omaha slashes down on the head!
When the extremely concentrated fighting spirit burst out, he lost control and drained the surrounding air in an instant, making the audience behind him feel suffocated. The blade of the long knife could not withstand the pressure and instantly became like an eggshell. Like broken apart.
The green blade turned into a cross shape and flew out close to the ground, like a plow used by a giant to plow the land!
Gul'dan suddenly charged up!
Faced with this huge slash, Gul'dan's figure was as thin as an embroidery needle. He brought up a line of pure green fire and suddenly hit it!
Ding-boom! ! ! !
A trace of pure green swayed inside the giant blade, and then burned wildly. The entire giant blade came to a standstill in an instant, and then exploded!
The strong wind blew, suppressing the exclamations of the audience present. For a while, top hats, round hats, silk scarves and other clothes soared into the sky.
In the center of the storm, the fighting spirit on Gul'dan's body was peeled off layer by layer like an onion. The flames became weaker and weaker, until the armor began to deform, twist, and bleed.
When the storm finally stopped, there was a splash of blood under Gul'dan's feet and behind him.
Omaha was leaning against the wall, breathing like a bellows.
The scene was completely silent.
"This..." Ingra had sweat on his forehead, his throat was trembling, and he no longer knew how to explain.
At this moment, Gul'dan moved. He reached out and took off his helmet and threw it on the ground. His originally tough face was covered with blood. As he moved, more blood flowed down his fiery red hair. .
Lifting the bayonet that had been twisted to the point of being shapeless, Gul'dan stepped forward and walked to Omaha: "...continue?"
"Ha..." Omaha leaned against the wall and let his body slide to the ground. He took off his helmet for the first time, revealing his old and withered face: "I won't come. You are right. In this game, I, very Enjoy..."
"Humph, you're not bad at all." Gul'dan raised his head: "Winning, especially winning from your hands, is the real enjoyment."
"It seems... we have all found what we want." Omaha looked up at the sky, his voice getting weaker and weaker: "I always thought that what I needed was victory."
" Only now do I realize that what I have been pursuing is the opportunity to give it a try.”
“Have the courage to give it a try... It’s so damn cool!”
Gul'dan was slightly silent: "...Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
"..." Omaha shook his head slightly, exhaled his last breath and closed his eyes.
Gul'dan looked at Omaha, put his hand on his chest, then turned his head and walked out.
"Winner - Gul'dan Fox!!!"
In the box, Marquis Anthony's face was ashen.
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(End of this chapter)