"Now, the one at the bottom is the mysterious wandering knight, the genius swordsman, Will!"
"The other is our royal swordsman, the captain of the king's guards, the Engido Grand Knight, Glaucus!"
In the colosseum of Primonius, the seats on both sides of the colosseum were filled with the citizens of the city. There were merchants, knights, nobles, and people from all walks of life. The battle had not yet begun, but the scene was already as lively as a market.
At the top of the east side of the colosseum, there were special seats for nobles. The king and his queen were sitting there, as well as several counts and the king's sons. Today was the last battle, and it was also the most intense one. Even the king himself had come.
Verthandi, who had taken down the bounty list, did not see the so-called king. Instead, her agent, a court official, signed a contract with Verthandi and provided her with a luxurious residence. The next day, the official arranged several matches for her. As long as she could win in a row, Verthandi would be recognized by the king and receive the title of a knight. She would also receive a thousand gold royals and embark on the journey of slaying the dragon.
If she could return successfully, she would also receive the title of baron and the remaining nine thousand gold royals. At first, no one thought that this short, young knight would win. However, after Will defeated several strong opponents in a row, she immediately became famous throughout Primonius. Like her predecessors, she had become a well-known figure in the city.
As long as she defeated the captain of the king's guards, Glaucus, she would become a knight appointed by the king. Then, she would embark on the journey of saving the princess and slaying the dragon. Lu Zhiyu was currently in the colosseum, watching little troublemaker's arduous battle with the others.
At the entrance, there was a gambling stall set up by the king. Everyone who entered the arena was eligible to participate. Every battle earned the king a lot of money. One battle was enough for him to earn at least a thousand gold royals. There had been hundreds of such battles, which made Lu Zhiyu wonder if this guy really wanted to save his daughter, or if he was just using this gimmick to make money.
"Come on, little troublemaker. Dad is proud of you!" Lu Zhiyu raised the gambling stall's banner high and shouted at Verthandi, who was waiting below. Suddenly, Verthandi's footsteps faltered and she looked up. She stared at Lu Zhiyu with a pair of murderous eyes.
As the opening bell rang, the two of them immediately moved. Their swords crisscrossed as they fought fiercely. The Orc's Great Knight, Glaucus, was a werewolf. He was not as tall as the lion-man, but he was still half a head taller than Little Troublemaker. His physique was overwhelming, and his swordsmanship was even more unrestrained.
Verthandi's swordsmanship had been customized by Lu Zhiyu according to her needs. At the same time, Lu Zhiyu had also taught her how to deal with enemies of all shapes and sizes, as well as how to deal with different kinds of swordsmanship. He had even told her some of the weaknesses of wizards and priests.
Her swordsmanship was closer to the delicate close combat style of the human race. She used the least amount of strength and the fastest speed to fight with her opponent. She used the fastest speed to find the opponent's flaws and kill them with one blow.
At this moment, the two people in the center of the colosseum were incredibly fast. Both of them were knights, and their bodies had reached the limit. Furthermore, they had awakened the power of their bloodline. Their speed and strength were far beyond that of ordinary people. To ordinary people, this battle was like a fight between gods. Even the afterimages and changes of the swords could not be seen clearly.
The two of them were constantly swinging their swords, dodging each other's attacks, using various methods to pressure each other and gain the upper hand. Glaucus's attacks were unrestrained, forcing Verthandi to constantly retreat. Verthandi was completely suppressed in terms of strength. Not only was Glaucus's strength powerful, but his speed was also not slow. It seemed that he had awakened a bloodline related to speed. This made Verthandi's original advantage disappear. She had just awakened her bloodline, while Glaucus was a Bloodline Knight who had advanced to become a Grand Knight.
The long sword scraped against the edge of the blade, approaching Verthandi's face again and again. Verthandi seemed to be in a precarious situation. She was about to be forced to reveal a flaw and deliver a fatal blow. However, Verthandi would always fend off her opponent's attack at the critical moment. Her defense was airtight.
As the battle went on, Verthandi gained the upper hand. The Golden Eye was too helpful in finding opportunities and flaws. She gradually became familiar with the power of the Golden Eye. Finally, her eyes suddenly bloomed. She saw her opponent's movements suddenly slow down. She had found a flaw. This was part of the ability of the Golden Eye that she had activated and unlocked.
Verthandi flicked away her opponent's long sword with a blow and cut open the chainmail on her opponent's neck. Suddenly, a bloody mark appeared on Glaucus's neck. When Verthandi swung her sword just now, she had held back a little. If she had not held back, Glaucus would have died on the spot.
Glaucus looked at Verthandi in disbelief. He touched his neck and then stopped. "I lost. Congratulations."
Verthandi performed a knight's salute. Instantly, the audience burst into cheers. Those who had bet on Verthandi to win were roaring in excitement, while those who had lost were cursing angrily. Most people would tell others about this marvelous battle, spreading the fame of this mysterious young knight called Will to all corners of the world.
The winner received the honor, while the loser left dejectedly. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the king placed a sword on Verthandi's shoulder and awarded her the title of an official knight of the Kingdom of Engido. She was given a knight's ring, a set of armor made of Ursteel, and a large bag full of gold coins.
Verthandi wore a gorgeous skirt armor, a long sword at her waist, a helmet in her left hand, and a cloth bag full of gold coins in her right hand. She walked out of the colosseum, looking valiant and heroic, like a legendary knight walking out of a painting.
Lu Zhiyu, Elias, and many of his acquaintances from the merchant group were all waiting in the colosseum. The moment Verthandi walked out, they all cheered in unison. Lu Zhiyu stood at the front and laughed happily. "Great, little troublemaker. I am proud of you."
Verthandi threw her helmet to the ground, then drew her long sword and slashed at Lu Zhiyu. She gritted her teeth and said, "Randhir, you bastard!"
Lu Zhiyu blocked the attack with his sword from behind. No matter which direction Verthandi attacked from, Lu Zhiyu easily blocked it with a twist of his wrist. Even if Verthandi used the power of the Golden Eye, it was useless.
Verthandi's sword was very fast, while Lu Zhiyu's sword was very slow. It didn't look like there was any pattern to it, but this slow movement was just enough to block his opponent's attack. No matter how fast Verthandi was, she couldn't be faster than Lu Zhiyu's slow swordsmanship. It was as if Lu Zhiyu could predict all of her moves and predict her attack trajectories in advance.
Lu Zhiyu took a step forward and slapped Verthandi's back with the back of his sword. He tripped Verthandi up with his foot, then picked up Verthandi's sword proudly. He laughed proudly and said, "You want to beat me, your father, after beating two small fries? You're eight hundred years too early. "
Verthandi was really angry this time. She lay on the ground and refused to get up. Lu Zhiyu had no choice but to say, "Get up. Tomorrow, we will set off for the Amos Icefield and prepare to slay dragons. Don't you want to be a real knight? Dragon slayer knight, legendary knight, hero … Don't you want those titles anymore? "
Verthandi turned her head and said angrily, "I know how powerful I am. There is no way I can beat a dragon. If I go, I will only die. I will become the dragon's poop like those sixteen idiots before me."
Lu Zhiyu patted his chest. "Don't you still have me? I still have something I haven't taught you yet! "
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