Chapter 259 It hurts, it hurts too much!
Thank you very much for the 2 tips from the reader’s father [The Fish Questioned by the Water]!
Thank you very much to the reader’s father [Meteor Falling] for the 2 tips!
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The form of the colossus began to melt, turning into a silvery steam-like fog that rose endlessly, and blood flowed under Eric's body.
There was silence.
The spectators have seen many battles, not that they have never seen death, but death that is so straightforward, so brutal, and fought to the end still brings a huge impact.
Eric is also the representative of the Griffith family, the organizer of this conference!
"The winner..." Engla's voice was a little deformed. He forced himself to cheer up and raised his voice: "The winner——"
But at this moment, There was a low exclamation from the spectator seats.
The maids who shuttled around the sidelines delivering drinks began to vibrate in their hands, and the iron trays in their hands began to vibrate, moving towards the middle of the court, and the drinks and food on them fell all over the floor!
"What are you doing? Is Eric your lover? He..."
Someone was complaining, but it stopped immediately, because in the venue, Eric's body was Amazing changes are taking place!
The original image of a steel giant gradually melted away, revealing the original blue appearance of the misty iron armor. However, the steaming steel fighting spirit like clouds did not dissipate, but began to condense behind Eric. There is no human outline, but a clear silhouette of armor!
On the ground, iron filings mixed in the soil floated into the air.
"Wu, Wuhun——!?"
Someone shouted in surprise, and the arena suddenly became boiling, with the nobles whispering among themselves.
Viscount John, who was about to leave the table, stopped, turned around, and looked at Eric with eyes full of emotion.
As someone who has experienced it, he knows how difficult it is to awaken a martial spirit. It must be that the body, fighting spirit, and spirit have reached the most perfect and extreme state before there is any possibility of awakening.
In the history of imperial wars, there are many precedents for awakening martial spirits in battle.
But once you pass the age of 40 and your body's functions begin to weaken, this possibility will drop off a cliff.
So much so that there is a proverb that has been circulating since ancient times: If you fail to reach the fourth level at the age of 40, you will have no hope for life!
This is also why Judra's father Angel tried to reach the fourth level several times and failed several times. It was because he was too old and could never complete the awakening of his martial spirit.
And Eric is 43 years old.
Did he originally want to take this opportunity to awaken his martial spirit?
No, it won't.
If Eric's determination has even the slightest flaw or luck, real death will be waiting for him.
"Okay..." Viscount John had a pleased smile on his face.
In the current era of declining moral standards, it is always gratifying for a nobleman with a chivalrous spirit to survive and achieve a breakthrough.
“Yeah——”
There was a cry of exclamation, and the tray in the hand of a maid suddenly flew away uncontrollably and ran all the way to Eric. When she was three meters away from him, she suddenly turned into iron powder.
Not just her, all the iron plates in the entire arena were flying around.
The necklaces and earrings of the noble ladies began to involve their owners, and the weapons on the waists of the knights present almost vibrated!
If it weren’t for the knights holding on tightly, it would have already taken flight!
The sound of metal resonated and began to echo in the arena.
Gul'dan's face was solemn, because even his hand holding the stabbing sword began to feel a little difficult, and the blade trembled and buzzed as he tried to let go!
Eric's body floated into the air, his head slowly raised, and his legs slowly stretched straight.
Around him were pieces of broken steel like a cloud of mist!
The helmet on the ground flew up into the air, covering his head, and the azure magic light suddenly flashed.
The shadow behind him suddenly rushed and fell on him. The silver light suddenly shone, and the azure blue armor slowly turned into a gray metal color. The texture became thicker and simpler, and the overall body shape But nothing changed at all.
At this moment, the shaking sound in the field suddenly intensified. Some knights and nobles who had not yet become extraordinary could no longer hold the swords at their waists, and shuttled towards Eric amid bursts of sound.
Dozens of sharp swords surrounded Eric's head, shining coldly in the dense fighting spirit, as if they were defending and surrendering.
At this moment, Eric seems to be the king of all steel!
Eric slowly opened his eyes, clenched his fists gently, and the surging power flowed through his body, turning into a roar and rushing out of his throat!
“Fight!”
The metal in the field vibrated and finally became quiet at this moment.
"Martial spirit... how is this possible for a guy like this!?" Gul'dan's brows were beating wildly, but he knew it was no longer the time to underestimate the enemy. He swung his stabbing sword horizontally, turning into streaks of fire, hook Weaving a big cyan net and heading towards Eric!
The war is back on!
Eric flipped his wrist and waved forward like a conductor. The long swords of various colors surrounding his head were connected together like a dragon, and they rushed towards him with a roar of steel. Fire net!
The sharp swords soaked in steel fighting spirit were like fish. Some of them stabbed hard at the intersection of the fire net, exploding into masses of thick iron slurry, while others passed through the gaps in the fire net. Even though he was roasted and turned red, he still did not forget to kill Gul'dan!
Gul'dan frowned, swung his stabbing sword to smash the flying sword into pieces, and began to crochet the second act's web!
Obviously there were only two people fighting, but it looked like there were thousands of troops. Fire and iron collided to create smoke, and the warm temperature spread and reflected in everyone's pupils.
This is no longer a simple arena, but like a battlefield between two armies!
This scene caused chants to rise again in the arena.
“It’s so exciting, so exciting! This ticket is so damn worth it!”
"The awakening of the martial spirit, I never thought I would see the awakening of the martial spirit in this life!"
"My sword! Oh, I bought it with 7 gold coins!!!"< br>
The audience is watching the excitement, but only the two people in the arena know the hardships.
After awakening the martial spirit, Eric's application of steel fighting spirit has reached a new level, and the quality of fighting spirit has also changed dramatically. Every time Gul'dan intercepts the flying long sword, he will feel his hands shaking. He must It takes 50% more strength than usual to hold it firmly!
Eric, however, was always able to hit the key and weak points of Gul'dan's fire net. The two were evenly matched.
In terms of consumption, Gul'dan is even more powerful.
But the difference between the two lies in their fighting spirit!
Gul'dan's third level is 8 stars. Eric has just entered the third level. Even though the awakening of the martial spirit has allowed him to replenish some fighting spirit, it is still a drop in the bucket. Now his fighting spirit should have bottomed out!
This is indeed the case.
Eric realized that there was not much fighting spirit left in his body, so he threw out the last sharp sword, followed by him, and rushed forward as if gliding!
The sharp sword opened a loophole in the fire net coming towards him, and Eric rushed out under the scorching flames. What came face to face was a line of fire stabbing sword that Gul'dan had planned for a long time!
Eric swung the long sword in his hand and slashed away. This time the long sword was still the same size, but it was like a knife splitting a bamboo pole, splitting the line of fire in half!
Eric raised his head, his eyes met, almost sparking fire.
Although the situation is deadlocked, Gul'dan is still confident of winning. As long as Eric can't get close, he can use his deep fighting spirit to play him to death!
Eric suddenly raised his left hand and pointed it at Gul'dan.
The steel fighting energy in his palm was hesitating, and Gul'dan felt a huge force coming from his chest, as if the armor was carrying him forward!
This is the power of steel fighting spirit after awakening. It can master and utilize all metals!
In just two seconds, Gul'dan was dragged in front of Eric!
Gul'dan was horrified, and without holding back any longer, he filled the sword with fighting energy to eliminate Eric's influence, and stabbed it straight into the throat!
The armor at Eric's throat suddenly became denser and brighter, and the mirror shield was activated again. The steel fighting energy dispersed the green flames on the sword and rolled back. The twisting force twisted the bayonet into a twist, and then Suddenly it broke into several pieces!
Eric raised the sword in his right hand and went straight to Gul'dan's shoulder. Gul'dan shouted violently, and the flames on his body surged. He grabbed the sword with both hands, and flames spurted out from his palms. Then he knocked down his hands, and the sword seemed to be caught. Tear apart like grilled soft cheese!
Abandoning his sword decisively, Eric hit Gul'dan with a right fist on his shoulder. Gul'dan roared in pain, his fist was wrapped in flames, and he struck Eric with a hammer. Chest!
Two third-level knights who had awakened their martial souls started fighting each other using the most primitive weapon of the human race - fists!
Dang-bam, dang-bam, dang-bam! !
The flames intertwined with the steel, and balls of iron slurry splashed out, hotter and more heroic than blood!
"Hit him, beat him!!!"
"Gul'dan, come on!!! I've given you 20 gold coins!!!"
"Hit his balls, beat him. Damn it!!”
In the box, Montreal and Raven stopped talking, just staring at the field, breathing a little nervously.
They all know that at this stage of the battle, it is no longer about who has more fighting spirit, but a pure competition of will.
Whoever can grit his teeth and fight until the last moment will win!
"Come on - come on -" Thor shouted loudly in the spectator seats, even though his voice was hoarse and he knew that his father could not hear him. The noise from the sidelines made Gul'dan dizzy. He wanted to shout out and order those damn guys to stop shouting!
But he can’t and has no time!
Eric's fist is so heavy that it is almost inhuman. It is so powerful that every time it hits his body, even if he is protected by armor, the shock force still makes his blood surge, making it even more terrifying. Unfortunately, the armor on his body gradually began to deform!
The armor on Eric's body was still as smooth as new, and even though it was wrapped in flames and burned red, it had not deformed at all.
Gul'dan also has second-level armor. There is not much difference in essence. The only difference is the fighting spirit between the two!
Iron fighting spirit is simply born for fighting.
But Gul'dan's flame fighting spirit is not bad either!
Fight hard, then fight! Steel fighting spirit cannot protect against heat. Now we just want to see whether Eric will be roasted first or he will be opened first!
Bang——
Eric punched Gul'dan in the chest. Steel rubbed against steel, and a burst of sparks exploded. Under the action of the raised ribs on his hand armor, Gul'dan's chest armor exploded. There was a burst of magic light, and then it suddenly sunk down!
The plate armor squeezed his ribs, and Gul'dan, who was already in a state of excitement, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and even his breathing stopped.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
Eric was not surprised at all by this. This was not just because he had awakened his martial soul, but because every time he broke through, the Baron would strengthen him with magic cores!
Now his physical strength has far exceeded that of ordinary third-level knights. Even when faced with monsters of the same level, his physical strength is not compromised at all!
His fighting spirit is not as good as Gul'dan's, and his combat skills are not as good as Gul'dan's. Only this body strengthened by the Baron is his ultimate weapon!
Raising his hand to block Gul'dan's fist, Eric exhaled loudly, put his right hand under his ribs, and shot out like a crossbow——
Dang!
The fist landed on Gul'dan's abdomen, and the armor immediately shattered. The fist pressed against the fragments of the armor and hit Gul'dan's abdomen, slamming into his stomach!
The originally hard abdominal muscles suddenly softened, and the grunting sound of deformed internal organs was heard. Under the visor, Gul'dan's face began to distort, and he spat out breakfast mixed with blood. His whole body was hit by the force of this blow. Have to rewind.
However, before he could land on the ground, Eric raised his left hand, and a strong suction force came. Gul'dan flew towards Eric again like a bird blown by the strong wind.
In mid-air, Gul'dan raised his right hand high: "I-I surrender!!!!"
This punch was going to break his spine through the stomach. If he received it again, After a few clicks, he might really die here! !
Eric held Gul'dan up, his martial spirit disappeared behind him, and he staggered a little.
"The winner, the champion of this competitive conference is-Eric Dyson, representing the Griffith family!!!"
"Win!!!" Thor hugged him fiercely The tearful mother then raised her sister high and said, "We won!!!!"
In the box, Raven breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at Montreal: "Thank you Gur. Brother Dan, please show mercy.”
"In the final analysis, Eric's bones are still strong enough. You cannot ignore his training, otherwise he will not be able to survive the awakening of the martial spirit." Although Montreal is a bit regretful, his son was not fatally injured. Traumatized, the person who lost to his son-in-law was his son-in-law again, so he was not angry at all:
“Since then, the Griffith family has really risen again!”
"You're going too far." Raven said modestly: "I'll have to rely on you more in the future."
"Haha, let's not flatter each other here." Montreal He stood up with a smile: "Get ready to present the award."
"It's a pity that Anthony is not here, otherwise, I really want to appreciate his face!"
< br>Of course Raven couldn't scold him along with him: "Speaking of which, Earl Tyrone has left, and Earl Jonah has also followed him to Monen City, but where is Archbishop Thomas?"
"I received a message this morning. It’s an urgent letter. It seems like he has important business to deal with. "Montreal said, "But I won’t miss the award ceremony. Let’s go and wait for him."
After emergency treatment, the award ceremony officially began.
Eric was seriously injured, with more than half of his blood bleeding, and his body was half-cooked. If it hadn’t been for Archbishop Thomas’ intervention, he wouldn’t have been able to get out of bed for a month. Although the injury has been cured now, he still can’t get out of bed. Pale.
In comparison, Gul'dan was doing better. He only had five broken ribs and a slightly fractured thigh. Now, after Thomas personally released the magic, he can walk very fast.
Originally, third place should have gone to Akori, but Anthony left in frustration, and Akori also withdrew from the competition, so there was no need to compete, and Shankifu from the Slater family filled in for third place.
However, fortunately Anthony is gone, otherwise God knows how angry he would be if he saw that the prize "Hate of Hyperion" he took out fell into the hands of the Fox family.
Raven has obtained the right to reduce tithes for one year, which is also a great thing for him. In this way, he will be able to save at least 30,000 to 40,000 gold coins this year alone.
During the period, Raven and Montreal also asked Thomas about the content of the urgent letter he received, but they changed the subject.
After the award ceremony, Eric's portrait was hung in the duel arena, followed by a grand cocktail party as usual to celebrate the successful conclusion of the competition.
Most of the topics revolved around the results of the game. The nobles gathered around Raven and Montreal, toasting and congratulating each other, creating a harmonious scene.
For Raven, he praised Eric for his bravery and fortitude, and for Montreal, he praised Gul'dan for his aristocratic demeanor.
"Baron Raven, congratulations." As soon as he sent away a group of nobles, Viscount John walked up to Raven with a glass of wine and said exactly the same words as Montreal: "From today on, the Griffith family is really... Rising again!"
Facing John, Raven's attitude was different: "It's not that easy. One or two strong people can't change the overall situation. In the end, the nobles still have to decide who wins or loses on the battlefield. "
"Haha, but now, people are most afraid of these two strong men." Viscount John has nothing else to ask for. He has a high enough position and is old enough to speak. There is no scruple: "I have heard many people say, 'The Griffith family are all lunatics. You can cooperate, but don't mess with them!'"
"Is there such a thing?" Lei Wen was stunned, he had never heard of this.
John chuckled: "Yes, the representatives of your family, including Vesdon in front of you and Eric in the back, are more desperate than the others. In addition, you dare to fight for blood with more than 100 people. Who is not afraid of the deeds in the Highlands? ”
"Moreover, the matter of Vesassin and Sereva has been secretly spread."
Back then, Raven served justice for Mrs. Doreen and arranged for Eric to use force on the spot in Vesasin's castle. Afterwards, he killed all the horses in the Wessassin stables and piled their heads in the castle hall as a warning.
On Sereva's side, Simon was sent directly, bypassing Sereva himself, and beat the three sons of the Knight of Wit under his command so badly that they were almost disabled.
This is a naked display of muscles.
At that time, Eric only had the second level, and Simon only had the first level.
Now, one of these two people is at the third level, and the other is at the second level. The former has awakened his martial soul. If he really concentrates on causing trouble, not many companies in the entire Nord province can withstand it.
As for the reciprocal threat to Raven - a sneak attack on a third-level mage's home, even if his head was kicked by a donkey, no one would come up with such an unreliable idea.
And don’t forget, Nancy is also a third-level magician.
With Viscount John’s reminder, Raven began to secretly observe the performance of the nobles at the reception, and the results obtained also confirmed Viscount John’s statement.
In the past, although most nobles respected members of the Griffith family on the surface, they could not hide their arrogance and condescension deep down.
But now, when they meet the extraordinary people of the Griffith family, their attitude is extremely humble and polite. Even towards the waiters of the Griffith family, they behave in a more aristocratic manner.
The reception ended lively, and in the next few days, the nobles began to leave the Eagle Territory one after another.
On September 8, Montreal took Guldan, who had basically recovered from his injury, and set off back to Hovey City.
Sending Montreal and others outside Goldshire, Raven and Nancy said goodbye to Montreal.
This time of separation, I am afraid that we will rarely see each other again in the whole year. Nancy realized this, so she did not shed tears even on the wedding day. Her eyes were red and her words were choked.
Gul'dan rode his horse and came to Eric: "I underestimated the enemy in the last battle. I will definitely not lose to you when we fight next time!"
Eric responded with a smile: "Gu Lord Erdan has exquisite fighting skills and strong fighting spirit. I am indeed just taking advantage of him.”
This way of being obedient and taking advantage of him made Guldan feel more and more frustrated.
"Let's go, Gul'dan!" Montreal greeted from afar.
Gul'dan glanced at Eric and rode back.
After leading the team back to Eagle Castle, Nancy was a little tired and went back to her room to rest. Raven was about to follow when he suddenly saw Fiona standing at the door, staring into the distance.
“What are you looking at?” Raven asked.
"Just now, there seemed to be someone there." Fiona pointed to the row of carriages in front of her: "I have seen him in the arena before, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Raven looked along her fingers, but saw nothing: "Maybe it's a servant of some noble family."
After saying that, Raven turned and returned to the castle.
Fiona nodded, observed for a while, and found nothing, then turned and left.
“This girl’s senses are really keen.” Behind the carriage, a figure wearing a gray burqa appeared, with a hoarse voice:
“It seems that I have to be more careful. Let’s not ruin the great things of the Holy Religion!”
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(End of this chapter)