In the meeting hall of the ancient and magnificent Blackstone Castle, where the rulers of the entire European continent resided, a battle between two of the world's greatest powerhouses was taking place.
Alexander Corvinus instantly charged in front of Chen Mo with astonishing speed. The longsword in his hand carried an unparalleled momentum as it pierced through the air, thrusting straight at Chen Mo's chest.
This move instantly erupted with tremendous power and astonishing speed, causing the expressions of Andrew, Victor, and the others present to greatly change.
The previous battle between Chen Mo and Alexander Corvinus on the sailboat had ended very quickly. They didn't know how strong the Corvinus truly was. Only now did they realize that the target Chen Mo had been bitterly searching for for several years was actually so powerful.
Faced with Alexander Corvinus's swift and fierce sword with unparalleled might, Chen Mo's eyes shone brightly. He only felt the blood in his entire body boil, and his mind was unprecedentedly clear and focused.
This was the feeling of battle!
His eyes firmly locked onto the rapidly approaching sword in front of him. Chen Mo's legs and waist exerted strength. His upper body rotated to the left as he brandished his sword to block. At the same time, his entire body's center of gravity shifted to the right, dodging the attack trajectory of Alexander Corvinus' longsword.
The rotation of his body brought along his shoulders and arms. The strength of his entire body rose from his feet, passing through his waist, back, shoulders, and arms. The strength of every part of his body continuously superimposed and accumulated, reaching the pinnacle in the rotation.
The longsword in Chen Mo's hand carried an enormous force. With the momentum of wind and thunder, it heavily chopped down on Alexander Corvinus' longsword from the side.
Clang!
Accompanied by an incomparably resounding sound of longswords clashing, Alexander Corvinus's unparalleled sword was deflected by Chen Mo.
At this time, the Corvinus had already charged in front of Chen Mo. Without waiting for him to return his sword and launch the next attack, Chen Mo directly took a step forward. At the same time, the longsword in his hand borrowed the rebound force from the previous attack to slash horizontally at Alexander Corvinus from left to right.
The swift and violent sword strike was blocked by Chen Mo. Faced with Chen Mo's rapidly changing sword strike, Alexander Corvinus didn't panic in the slightest.
His figure did not stop, and he continued to charge forward. At the same time, he twisted his body, and the sword in his hand, which had been deflected, was pulled back at the same time as Chen Mo to block. In the nick of time, he used the body of his sword to block Chen Mo's horizontal slash.
Bang! Chi!! … "
The crisp sound of swords clashing resounded throughout the hall.
Chen Mo's blade streaked across Alexander Corvinus' sword, creating a burst of sparks. However, he wasn't able to break the longsword like before.
Both of their attacks were blocked by the other. Without any pause, the two of them once again brandished their swords and clashed.
For a moment, the dense sound of swords clashing echoed throughout the hall. The figures of the two of them moved around the hall at an extremely fast speed. Even with the superior eyesight of the vampire Knight, they couldn't completely keep up with the speed of the two of them, let alone clearly see the details of their battle.
At this time, apart from the fighting Chen Mo and Alexander Corvinus, there were also Andrew, Victor, and Amelia, as well as several dozen vampire Knight guards in the hall.
Just as the battle between Chen Mo and Selina was getting intense and all the Knight's attention was drawn to the two of them, an eight or nine-year-old golden-haired little girl wearing a cute princess dress stumbled into the hall through an entrance that connected the hall to the interior of the castle.
When the little girl heard the news of the triumphant return of the Knight Regiment, she hurriedly ran over. As soon as she entered the hall, she saw the Sir Lord and a dignified middle-aged man with white hair and a white beard confronting each other with swords. She quickly ran behind Amelia and tugged at her cloak with both hands. She quietly poked her head out from behind Amelia and looked at the two people fighting in the hall.
Amelia had long heard the small footsteps coming from behind her, and she couldn't help but smile. When the little girl ran behind her and pulled on the cloak to poke her head out, Amelia slowly reached out her right hand and gently stroked the little head on the side of her thigh.
"Selina, look with your heart."
Amelia's eyes didn't leave the two people fighting in the slightest as she spoke. To be able to personally witness such a battle between powerhouses was a very valuable experience for everyone. It was enough to benefit them greatly.
The little girl, Selina, lightly nodded when she heard Amelia's words and allowed Amelia's slender fingers to stroke her head. Her little face was pressed against Amelia's thigh as her large blue eyes stared unblinkingly at the two people fighting in the hall. Her face was full of seriousness.
This little girl was the little girl that Chen Mo had met in the workshop and was almost trampled by a warhorse. She was the granddaughter of the workshop's supervisor, Kane. Her father, Burt, was in charge of the construction of the dungeon where William was imprisoned.
When he first heard her name, Chen Mo had some guesses in his heart. When he learned that her father just so happened to be an artisan proficient in the construction of dungeons, Chen Mo had already determined that this adorable little girl was the female lead in the movie 'Legend of the Night', the female vampire warrior, Selina.
Chen Mo had a deep impression of this valiant and valiant, elegant and charming female lead in the movie. But he never would have thought that the future female lead of this world would have her entire family in his territory. Moreover, her grandfather was the supervisor of the workshop that he had personally appointed.
After confirming Selina's identity, Chen Mo naturally paid more attention to this adorable little girl. After Marcus had turned everyone in the workshop into vampires, Chen Mo brought Selina into the castle and handed her over to the only female Knight in the Knight Order, Amelia, to teach her. She was allowed to freely enter the workshop and the castle.
Amelia was also very fond of this very pretty and adorable little girl. When she was in the castle, she would always bring her along and teach her attentively. She treated her as if she were her own daughter.
Selina was also very fond of this beautiful and noble master who was very cold to others but very gentle to her. Although Amelia was very strict when teaching her swordsmanship, Selina still liked to be by her side. Although the two were not related by blood, they were like a real mother and daughter.
It wasn't just Amelia. Every Knight in the castle was fond of the innocent and adorable little Selina. When they returned to the castle and saw this lively and pretty little girl while fighting outside, the killing intent in their hearts would instantly dissipate, and they would feel as if they had returned home.
With Selina, the entire solemn and dreary Blackstone Castle became much more lively and beautiful.
The Sir Lord's special treatment and the doting of Amelia and the other Knight made Selina the little princess of the castle. No one could bear to bully her, and no one dared to bully her.
However, Selina did not become arrogant because of everyone's doting. She was still as innocent, kind, obedient, and adorable as before.
At this moment, Selina was hiding behind Amelia, seriously watching the battle between the two men. Her large eyes were wide open. She had never seen such a fierce and fierce battle. Compared to this, the competition between the Knight uncles in the past was far too lacking.
Looking at the black-robed Chen Mo, who brandished his sword like the wind, Selina's large, bright eyes were filled with adoration. So the Sir Lord was actually so powerful!
As the battle progressed, Chen Mo also gained a certain understanding of Alexander Corvinus's strength. His strength and speed were about six times that of an ordinary person, and he was basically on par with Chen Mo. In terms of combat techniques and experience, he was above Chen Mo's. Chen Mo had to rely on his stronger senses and reactions to barely cope with him.
The two of them were equal in strength and had their own strengths. For a moment, they were evenly matched, and Alexander Corvinus even had the slight upper hand.
However, Chen Mo's learning ability was simply too strong. In the intense battle, Chen Mo quickly accumulated experience and learned Alexander Corvinus' superb combat techniques, turning them into his own.
The gap in their techniques began to shrink, and soon, they were evenly matched. Alexander Corvinus had been cautious at the beginning, but after gaining the upper hand, he was relaxed and puzzled. Now, he was gradually being suppressed by Chen Mo, and the expression on his face grew more and more surprised.
The longer the battle went on, the greater the pressure he felt from Chen Mo's body. Alexander Corvinus had been wondering why Chen Mo, a "god," was weaker than himself in terms of skill.
When he discovered Chen Mo's terrifying learning ability and speed of improvement, Alexander Corvinus felt both shocked and relieved at the same time.
Perhaps God did not need to use a sword to fight in the past. He only needed to control Thunder to easily incinerate his enemies. But now, once he used a longsword, he could quickly learn all sorts of combat techniques. His swordsmanship would rapidly become stronger in a short period of time, and he would soon surpass him, the strongest swordsman in the world.
The battle between the two continued, and Alexander Corvinus was no longer as relaxed as he had been at the beginning of the battle.
Even if he used all his skills and displayed the powerful combat techniques that he had spent hundreds of years tempering through countless battles to the extreme, he still could not reverse his disadvantage. Instead, he was suppressed more and more by Chen Mo.
In the end, he was only left with the strength to parry. He was continuously pushed back by Chen Mo's continuous and fierce attacks. He waved the longsword in his hand in a flurry and barely managed to parry.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! … "
After a series of dense sounds of swords clashing, Alexander Corvinus finally could not hold on any longer. The longsword in his hand was sent flying by Chen Mo. Immediately after, Chen Mo's longsword was placed against his neck.
Looking at Chen Mo, who was holding a longsword and exuding an intense aura of sharpness, Alexander Corvinus did not look disappointed or discouraged. Instead, his face was filled with amazement and shock. He felt that it was incomparably miraculous.
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