"Let's go! Lady's champion! "
"Oh!"
In front of the broken graveyard in Muxylon's swamp, under everyone's gaze, after the battle with the Chaos Demon, it was the duel between Laing and Landuin.
Landuin was very tall. Compared to Laing who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, Landuin was definitely more than two meters tall. His figure was powerful, but his speed was unbelievably fast.
The first Duke of Muxylon and the Knight of the Lake took two steps sideways and immediately rushed toward Laing. His figure left an afterimage under the gloomy sky. The cloak with the yellow iris family coat of arms on a black background spun in the air behind him.
In the blink of an eye, Landuin had already arrived in front of Laing.
Leon's expression was solemn. The injuries he suffered in the battle with Carlos the Great Demon were still throbbing with pain. However, the Chosen of Gods champion of the Lake Fairy knew that there was no need for any excuses at this juncture, nor could there be any.
Just like what Landuin said, if you want to prove that you are qualified to be the Duke of Muxylon, you have to defeat him first.
Then, come on!
Laing raised the Nemesis and also swung his own attack horizontally.
"Ding!" The Undying Barehanded and the Nemesis clashed, creating a large number of sparks. The Undying Barehanded in Landuin's hand was not like Laing's Nemesis, which was half a sword. The blade of this sword was shorter, and the blade was covered with many graceful patterns of the High Elves. Waves of energy flowed back and forth on the blade. The water-like magical luster reverberated in the air, creating ripples one after another.
"Clang!" After his attack was blocked, Landuin immediately withdrew his sword. The first Duke of Muxylon's moves were wide open. He held the sharp sword in his hand and stretched it toward the sky. Then, he suddenly slashed down toward Laing's head. Laing immediately blocked it. The collision between the blades once again created countless sparks.
Even an ordinary giant dragon would find it difficult to resist Landuin's huge strength. However, Laing was not an ordinary person. He tenaciously resisted Landuin's fierce attack. Even if the most powerful first Knight of the Holy Grail's attack was enough to kill a troll, he could not make Laing retreat!
"Hmph!" There was no expression on Landuin's handsome face. Only the corners of his eyes were slightly raised. He took a step back and suddenly thrust forward, flicking Undying Yu up from the bottom. The sharp sword that exuded a terrifying divine power cut through the air.
"Ding!" Laing had originally made an upward block, but now that he suddenly encountered an attack from below, he immediately changed his block and blocked the attack by a hair's breadth.
Randuin's attack was too fast. Laing had just blocked his attack when the first-generation Knight of the Holy Grail spun his blade effortlessly, creating a series of afterimages in the air.
Laing was finally forced to dodge to the side, avoiding the attack.
"What's wrong? Ladies' champion? " The knight on the lake sneered, "You can't win this duel if you keep dodging and blocking! If you don't have the thought of defeating me, you are destined to suffer a shameful defeat. "
"…" Laing was silent. He only held Nemesis tightly and observed Landuin's actions.
This battle was unfair from the beginning.
Landuin was at the peak of the Sanctum, a powerful existence close to a demigod. Every strike of his was enough to kill those strong enemies and fierce beasts. He obviously knew Laing and was familiar with his swordsmanship, but Laing knew nothing about Landuin's combat skills.
But still, this was not the reason for Laing's failure!
At this time, rushing forward recklessly was the most foolish thing to do. Laing knew that he had to stabilize his position and then try to counterattack.
"Ding!"
"Clang!"
Sounds of metal striking rang out one after another. The sounds were as dense as rain. Right in front of Llanduin's graveyard, on the Muxilon Swamp, the curtains of this great champion duel had been raised. The legendary hero, the first Duke of Muxilon, the great Knight of the Lake, Llanduin, and the Chosen Champion of the Lake Fairy, Count Glamorgan, the Pious Ryan Macado, were dueling!
Landurin displayed all the battle techniques that he had been proud of in his life. His willpower, skills, and physical attributes were all at their peak. After several decades of battles, Landurin had long refined his skills and experience to their limits. The Knight of the Lake's sword techniques, which had been infused with countless battle experiences and his aura, were extremely domineering. His ferocious attacks pressured Leon until he could not catch his breath.
However, Leon's strength was just as strong. The lightning formed by psionic powers rolled around his body, containing explosive energy. Bolts of lightning exploded around Leon one after another. The Vengeance Goddess stabbed, swept, swung, and blocked. All of his movements were smooth and without any hesitation. Leon's swordsmanship did not focus on speed and ferocity. Instead, it was a combination of hardness and gentleness. The Vengeance Goddess continued to block Landuin's attacks with a special rhythm.
Even so, Laing was still firmly suppressed. The onlookers could only see that Landuin was constantly attacking, and Laing was tired of blocking. The sound of iron striking and roaring was as dense as rain.
This god-like battle was too much for the eyes to take in, especially the Knights of the Holy Grail. There was only admiration and admiration in their eyes.
Was this the power of Landuin? Was this the reason why Laing could become the champion of the Chosen of God?
"If it weren't for the fact that the swords in their hands are divine weapons, their weapons would have been destroyed in such an intense battle." Belega, the king of the Angran clan, stood on his oath stone and looked at the battlefield. He muttered, "Well, I hope Brother Laing can win."
The sorceress Teresa looked at Laing who was fighting hard. She was burning with anxiety, but she could not interfere. She was so angry that she stomped her feet. The mud splashed on her leather boots, but she did not care. She suddenly hated herself for being weak and unable to help Laing in this battle.
The only thing she could do was to squeeze to the front and watch the battle.
"Oh … Hah!" Landuin withdrew his sword. After a short period of charging, the Knight on the Lake charged forward in the blink of an eye. If he did not die, he would be killed by his bare hands.
With his movement, a crack was torn in the space called "Mortal World." "Reality" strangely collapsed in front of everyone. The gentle veil of the main material world was finally torn apart, revealing the absurd and ominous true face.
On the other side of the gathered space was the terrifying Chaos Domain. That place was filled with crawling Chaos and countless hidden mysteries. In front of the terrifying Chaos Storm, mortals were as insignificant as the lowliest specks of dust.
This was the power of Landuin!
"So strong, really so strong!" Berchemund, Duke of the Red Dragon, was intoxicated by this battle. He said to François, "This is the power of Landuin! This is the power of the Knight on the Lake. After a thousand years, I am lucky to be able to watch such a battle. It is my honor, everyone's honor! "
François looked as if he had the pearl of wisdom in his hands. He reached out and grasped the hilt of the unicorn sword at his waist. The warrior's blood was stimulating his nerves, but he still maintained his rationality. "Obviously, Landuin does not only want Laing to defeat him."
"He is feeding him moves." Berchemund also saw it. The Duke of the Red Dragon nodded. "Obviously, Landuin wants your son-in-law to learn something."
"Let's see if Laing can comprehend it." The two Dukes of the Sacred Realm exchanged opinions. Not far from them, the Green Knight was also watching the battle in a daze. The expression of the Green-eyed King was hidden behind the helmet. Only his slightly trembling hands betrayed his excitement.
A thunderous explosion reverberated in the air. Even though Ryan had blocked the attack, he was still sent flying. The Chosen of Gods champion of the Lake Fairy rolled a few times on the ground in a sorry state before immediately standing up.
In less than a heartbeat, Landuin had already arrived in front of him. The battle between the Goddess of Vengeance and the Undying Unarmed was far from over. "Continue! Laing Macado! Show me your strength! Defeat me! "
"As you wish!" Laing also let out a hysterical roar. He swept left and right, forming a whirlwind of blades.
Landuin laughed loudly. The sadness seemed to be temporarily hidden from the Knight of the Lake. "This is the battle I want!"
The Undying Unarmed moved horizontally in the air, parrying the attack of the Goddess of Vengeance. Landuin swung his sword, once again tearing apart the veil of the mortal world. Laing could not block this attack. He could only retreat and dodge.
The strong wind swept through the entire swamp. The dirty water splashed a few meters high. Looking at Laing's sorry state, Landuin finally spoke. "For a warrior, his combat ability depends on three factors.
The first is physical strength. The second is awareness and technique. The third is experience. "
Laing nodded. The two sides moved horizontally along the distance of five body lengths, sizing each other up.
"Therefore, for a Legendary warrior, his best age is about 40 to 80 years old," Landuin continued. Landurin continued, "At this stage, a person's physical fitness, awareness, and skills are at their peak. Once this stage is over, experience will continue to accumulate, but physical fitness, skills, and awareness will begin to decline. The knights will no longer be able to fight like before."
"Yes, that's right." Laing nodded. He already had some understanding.
"But that's for mortals." Landuin smiled. He moved his feet horizontally. "You and I are different. We are the Holy Grail Knights of the Lady. The Lady has given us the sacred Holy Grail, and everything about us has changed. We will not feel tired, and as long as we don't reach the end of our lives, our bodies will always be at their peak.
"Therefore, I obtained the most precious opportunity. I spent decades, my entire life absorbing all kinds of deathmatch experiences, and greedily absorbed all kinds of skills. Finally, my heart, skills, and body were completely merged into one."
"I named it 'Infinite Martial Training.'"
"Laing Macado, feel this power!" Landuin launched another attack. "If your heart is confused, you are doomed to fail!"
"I understand!" Laing immediately replied loudly. "Hesitation will lead to defeat!"
"Very good! Again! "
"Oh, oh!!!"
The battle started again. The two Holy Grail Knights of the Sanctum showed everyone a wonderful battle of champions.
Blades clashed, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Landuin's attacks were airtight and did not stop. Infinite Martial Training had integrated everything into one. No matter what state he was in, the Knight of the Lake always gave 100% of his combat power.
Laing used all his combat skills and mobilized every bit of psionic power he could use. But he could only resist the storm-like attacks of the Knight of the Lake.
The sound of iron striking had been ringing for three hours without stopping, and the battle was still going on.
But in the process of the duel, Laing could feel that under Landuin's endless attacks, his spirit, his will, and his power were completely integrated into one.
Gray Knight's geno prototype had a new understanding. Outside the duel, the sky and the ground were clear. It was like only he and Landhuin were left. The fierce battle between the two of them was still going on. The clanking and clanking of metal was still going on.
But Laing could already feel that his body had changed in the long battle. Under Landuin's storm-like attacks, Laing's heart began to calm down completely.
His mind, his body, and his consciousness began to integrate into one under the great pressure. While he was resisting Landuin's attacks, he was also observing his opponent's movements.
Sheathing the sword, swinging the sword, attacking from the side, slashing horizontally, hacking vertically, spinning.
Landuin's attacks began to follow in Laing's eyes.
Slashing twice, sweeping horizontally, attacking from the side, accumulating power for two consecutive attacks, and finally, a stab!
Laing suddenly felt that this was his chance. His mind was spinning rapidly, and an explosive brainstorm covered his sea of consciousness. Almost subconsciously, he immediately realized that this was a good opportunity to turn the tables!
The blood in his body began to flow at an extremely fast speed. The power from his five viscera and six bowels fused into his limbs and bones. Every thought in his body responded perfectly. His entire body was in harmony. Leon could feel it now.
This was the endless martial arts training?
Laing's thoughts were immediately reflected in the battle. When the two swords clashed, Landuin swept horizontally and forced Laing to retreat, and then immediately attacked from the side. Laing was already prepared. He moved Vengeance to the left side of his face, and in the flickering sparks, he blocked Landuin's sword only five centimeters away from his left face.
The great force from the sword made Laing's body lose balance. Landuin immediately retreated to accumulate power, and then rushed forward. He did not die by drawing a cross in the air with his bare hands, tearing the real space apart. Landuin, who was at the peak of the Sanctuary-level and close to the realm of gods, displayed his power to his heart's content. Laing was hit by this cross slash, and he lost his balance and kept retreating.
Then, Landuin held the sword with both hands under his chest, and the sharp sword tip suddenly stabbed toward Laing.
Now is the time!
Laing's mind worked crazily. His heart, skill, and body merged into one in an instant. The body of the champion of the Goddess of the Lake unbelievably adjusted to a state of balance in the process of retreating.
Then, in the blink of an eye, Laing had already dodged the stab to the side. He raised Vengeance, and without using the blade, he only used the sword guard on the hilt to hit Landuin's shoulder!
"Ugh!" The Knight of the Lake, whose stab was interrupted halfway, staggered, and he immediately tried to raise his sword to block.
Laing did not give him the chance. Vengeance had already drawn a perfect trajectory along Landuin's chest.
Blood spurted out.
Landuin's breastplate was cut open, and the blade tore through his flesh. The first Duke of Muxilon let out a muffled groan.
He was injured.
The onlookers also burst into cries of surprise.
"Lady above! What did I see?! "
"Landuin! The Knight of the Lake is injured! "
"Laing … hurt Landuin?!"
"This is impossible!"
"Boom!" Silver psionic power rose from Laing's body into the sky, accompanied by a large amount of light blue flames spewing out of his body.
After comprehending the Infinite Martial Arts, Laing finally advanced.
He had advanced to the mid-level of the Sacred Domain.
From today onwards, Laing was a mid-level Sacred Domain Grand Knight of the Holy Grail, and he was only 33 years old!
The champion of the Goddess of the Lake felt his increasing power and was ready to draw an end to this duel.
"Hmph! Hahahahaha! " Landuin roared heroically. The Knight of the Lake, the first Duke of Muxilon, one of the first twelve Knights of the Holy Grail, stomped hard on the ground. The air around him rolled, the earth trembled, and the swamp swayed. Laing was directly sent flying.
"Sure enough, true power can only be comprehended through thousands of blows and duels!" Landuin laughed loudly, and the blood of a warrior stimulated his whole body. "My blood is boiling!"
The Knight of the Lake reached into his tomb and took out a knight's lance engraved with Elvish characters. The lance shone like the lake under the moonlight and carried it on his shoulder.
This knight's lance was nearly four meters long, and the tip of the lance was covered with a bright divine light. It was the holy lance given to Landuin by the Goddess of the Lake — the Indestructible Light of the Lake.
The Knight of the Lake held a sword in one hand and a lance in the other. The wound on his chest was bleeding, but he did not care. All the fine lines on Landuin's handsome face were completely stretched. He sang an ancient Brittany song. The fear between life and death did not appear on him. On the contrary, a more noble and glorious spirit filled his body.
It was called humility, honesty, compassion, courage, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul.
He was the Knight of the Lake, the first Duke of Muxilon, the greatest first-generation Knight of the Holy Grail, Landuin!
"It's time! Laing Macado! "
"Oh oh!"
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