Chapter 288 [Night of Snow] (Nine)!

(It's a little over, after twelve o'clock, I'm sorry. I wrote it a bit slow today.)

When he looked at the "Master Darling Chen" in front of him dragging the long sword and approaching him quickly with small steps, Anthony suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart:

It seems that at this moment, what I am facing is not a person, but a beast rushing towards me!

When Chen Daolin's long sword was raised high, the blade drew a dazzling arc in the air.

This sword seems ordinary. With Anthony's experience, he has experienced countless fierce battles in his life. Such an attack goes straight, as if he just needs a simple blockade or a dodge step...

His long-term mercenary career has integrated the instinct of fighting into Anthony's blood. He has experienced such a scene for more than a hundred times. Logically speaking, even though his heart is already insane, his body can still react instinctively.

But at this moment, Anthony encountered an unprecedented dilemma!

Seeing the long-handled sword slashing down, the Darling mage in front of him, whose seemingly thin body burst out with an aura that almost suffocated Anthony! This aura made his whole body feel as if he was tightly bound. Not to mention the long sword in his hand, even one of his fingertips could not move!

The sharp blade was almost about to slash Anthony's forehead. Anthony's whole body was cold, and the trembling fear in his heart was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head in the cold winter!

The sharp blade and the cold sharpness seemed to have pierced the skin and hurt. At this moment, Anthony almost imagined the horror scene of being slashed into both ends by the knife, spraying blood!

Finally, after all, the instinct that was trained in years of fighting saved him at the last moment!

Anthony suddenly let out a roar! The roar was filled with a hint of despair and anger, and a deep smell of fear!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With this loud shout, Anthony finally burst out with a momentum, and his fighting spirit shone out violently, as if a ball of flame suddenly burst out all over his body.

The sword in his hand crossed at the last moment, and he saw the sharp blade slashing down fiercely...

bite!!

This crisp sound and the burst of sparks seemed particularly eye-catching under this night!

Anthony's sword was revealed, and the fighting spirit immediately knocked the sword in Chen Daolin's hand a few points. He took the opportunity to take a few steps back. Teng Tengteng took three steps in a row, but his retreat was still endless. He had to use a bit of a long sword in his hand and the sword edge directly penetrated into the cracks on the ground on the city tower!

Only then did Anthony feel that he was finally breathing, his sweat was wide open all over his body, and the sweat was like a fountain. Within a few breaths, his clothes were completely sweated!

At this moment, Anthony seemed to have finally returned his soul, but his whole body was exhausted. He just took Chen Daolin's knife, but it seemed as if he had been fighting hard for several hours. His breathing was rapid, and he felt his whole body was sore and weak, and even his legs were trembling.

Chen Daolin's eyes were narrowed to a line again, staring at Anthony, and shouting coldly: "If you can take my sword, you are considered a hero!"

Seeing Chen Daolin's posture, Anthony seemed to be about to slash again with the next knife. After all, he was also a long-standing battle formation. Although he didn't understand why this man was obviously a magician's opponent and suddenly burst out with such a strong evil spirit, his years of fighting still made him make an extremely wise judgment!

(I'm afraid he may not be able to withstand his next knife!)

Thinking of this, Anthony let out a roar like a wounded beast, turned his wrist and pulled out the sword inserted into the crack of the rock. Amid the roar, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, rushed forward and stabbed!

bite!

A sword was poking Chen Daolin's blade. Chen Daolin held a knife in his hand and blocked Anthony's sword. He couldn't help but take two steps back!

After all, he is a warrior with the peak mid-level strength. With the full fighting spirit, the power of this sword is really extraordinary!

Anthony went down to force Chen Daolin to retreat with a sword, and felt more and more confident. He roared repeatedly in his mouth, and the long sword in his hand flew up and down, all of which were a big fight! After a fierce attack, he saw the sword lights flying all over the sky. Among the falling snowflakes, he seemed to be wrapped in a layer of silver light on his body!

The sword light was full of fighting spirit, and Anthony's life-threatening offensive actually made Chen Daolin take a few steps back in a row.

Although Chen Daolin possessed the soul of Guan Gong, you should know that if the real world, even the ancient Celestial Empire, must be measured by a standard, it belongs to a "low-martial" world. Although Guan Erye was powerful, he was just a general after all.

The fighting spirit martial arts in this world are already "high martial arts". Even if the bonus of the soul is added, Chen Daolin instantly explodes into a powerful warrior. However, facing a peak mid-level warrior who is desperate and has to urge fighting spirit with all his strength, Chen Daolin cannot block his sharp edge and can only deal with it carefully.

I saw the sword in Anthony's hand twitching on Chen Daolin's Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and the knife handle and blade edge colliding with Anthony's long sword countless times.

Standing in the square below the city tower, many guests and nobles were already dazzled, especially the military generals, as warriors, who were even more excited to see.

A guy who is as arrogant as Kaman couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "This guy named Anthony is quite capable! Hey? These swords are so beautiful!"

Luo Xiaogou and several other young officers of the Storm Legion were also excited to see it. Even Goth, who was above the top, couldn't help but nod and whispered: "This Darling Chen...has he really not practiced martial arts? This sword makes it so beautiful!"

Anthony gradually regained his momentum with a strong attack, but only he knew in his heart that he had done his best in this round of attack, but he suffered a big loss and could not say it.

Because I wanted to be handsome, the weapon I chose was a long sword. Even in order to try my best to exert my strength advantages, Anthony's long sword had already chosen a heavy sword made of special materials, and the weight of the weapon had been increased. However, no matter how much the weapon was added, it still belongs to the category of light weapons.

And Chen Daolin's hand was a Qinglong Crane Moon Sword!!!

This sword was created by Chen Daolin himself and then made with the best materials! The people who created the Qinglong sword were all the steel he brought from the real world! The craftsman who built this sword was the first craftsman in the empire, Master Kang!! The master took action and had excellent materials. This Qinglong Yanyue Sword was extremely built! It is strong and solid.

It’s no exaggeration to say that although it is a copycat version, it may be much stronger than the original version!

Of course... Chen Daolin also knew that the real Guan Erge in history did not use the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, which was created by later generations' novelists.

But if you want to pursue Guan Erye’s soul possession, what you want is a kind of psychological anesthesia, you must have enough psychological hints in your heart, and you have to add all the legends of later generations that you are familiar with.

At this moment, this two-meter-long Qinglong Yanyue Sword was dancing like a windmill in his hand. Long weapons have an advantage. Once they dance, the area they control is large enough. No matter how sharp the opponent's swordsmanship is, it is difficult to attack.

What's more, Anthony himself was not a skilled warrior, but was known for his power-based fighting style.

Compared with strength, Chen Daolin is not afraid at all!

After several physical transformations, his physique was already comparable to that of a mid-level warrior. Even if Anthony used the unique skill of the warrior in this world, Chen Daolin's possession of the Second Master's "soul" can be considered to be a difference between the two. In this way, Anthony could not take advantage of the situation.

Moreover, because the weapon in his hand was a light weapon, after several consecutive collisions, Anthony suffered more and more losses. He had a series of fierce attacks, but had not broken through Chen Daolin's defense, but had already shocked Anthony to his wrists. He felt that there was no collision, and he was like hitting his head on a hard rock.

Anthony's hands were trembling more and more. Most people standing down the city tower couldn't see clearly, but only Anthony and Chen Daolin, who was standing opposite him, could see. At this moment, Anthony's hands holding the hilt of the sword, their fingertips were white and trembling slightly. The sword was unstable in their hands, and they could see the cold light on the sword's edge trembling slightly!

Anthony looked down and complained even more.

The long sword in his hand was originally a top-notch product created by master craftsmen, and it also comes from the finest products on the street behind the Knights Association. The sword was found by the Tulip Workshop at a high price. When he got the sword, he was really happy for a while.

But now I looked at this fine long sword, the sword edge had already cracked a dense gap of more than ten grains of rice grains, and the sword edge, under the steel pattern, slight cracks could be seen faintly!

I repeatedly activate the fighting spirit, urging all the fighting spirit to the extreme. Coupled with this series of fierce attacks and weapons collisions, the sword was finally overwhelmed!

Not to mention the fierce attack like that just now, I am afraid that the sword will collapse if I fight with the other party a few more times!

Chen Daolin stood there like a mountain, with a stable body emitting an unparalleled aura. He looked at Anthony in front of him coldly, and his lightning gaze seemed to see the incompleteness of Anthony's sick sword.

With a chuckle, Chen Daolin suddenly made an action that surprised everyone!

He suddenly gently leaned the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand to the ground!

With a loud bang, the hilt of the knife became so fierce that it was a little bad in the stone. Chen Daolin let go of his hand and let the long sword be inserted beside him. Then he smiled coldly: "I won't take advantage of your weapons!"

As he said that, he stretched his hand to his waist and took off one!

This unique metal cylinder is covered with patterns and the red gems inlaid at the end. With his gentle press, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out!

Then a section of metal copper suddenly appeared, a beam of light, more than one meter long, like a flame beam, and kept making a "Zizizizi" sound!

Chen Daolin stood proudly on the spot, with a sword in his hand, and smiled proudly:

"My sword kills people without blood, and he will not hear the sound of cutting iron! Anthony, you are ready!"

Anthony spitted out hatefully, with blood in the spit! His eyes were full of madness and despair, and a strong look of fear was already spread all over his face.

Chen Daolin held the sword in one hand and then suddenly moved his feet!

A series of small steps were fast, fast and steady! Anthony's eyes suddenly contracted, but Chen Daolin had already arrived in front of him!

Raise your hand!

Draw the sword!!!

brush!!!

With so many eyes under the city tower, two figures on the city tower were quickly intertwined. Everyone only saw the "Sword of the Force" in Chen Daolin's hand rising and the red beam of light fell!

The soft sound was like tearing apart paper, or it was like the wind gently blowing the leaves.

In the next moment, when everyone blinked, they saw that the figures of the two were quickly separated!

Chen Daolin was already standing two steps behind Anthony, but Anthony was still standing there, keeping the action of raising the sword over his head in his hand!

At this moment, both of them seemed to have frozen there!

And finally...

Someone in the crowd exclaimed. The scream was obviously a woman, the noble girl who came to the venue tonight with Anthony.

I saw the girl covering her mouth with one hand, her eyes full of horror and horror!

Anthony's body suddenly trembled, and the sword sharp edge of the long sword in his hand was broken! Half apart the blade broke into countless pieces and fell down. Anthony held the hilt of the sword and suddenly knelt down on both legs! Kneeling heavily on the ground!

His dazzling blonde hair was cut off from the place where he was tied, and a ponytail flew into the sky and his short hair was dispersed!

Just on his forehead, a wisp of blood flowed, falling on his right eyelid!

Chen Daolin then slowly turned around and pointed at Anthony in his hand.

"My sword only kills heroes, not grassroots! Leave your life. It's not that I don't kill you, but that you don't deserve to die under my sword!"

As he said that, Chen Daolin had already pressed the hilt of the sword gently, and with a soothing sound, the red light column disappeared. He had already hung the hilt of the sword around his waist and strode to Anthony.

"After today, you can leave the imperial capital yourself!"

All the city and the city fell into silence. Then, after a while, a burst of cheers broke out among the crowd below the city tower!

The generals in the army, as well as the nobles and wealthy families, couldn't help but applaud and applaud.

Some of them deliberately please Chen Daolin just for his identity, but more people were sincerely surprised and admired!

This young man, who is obviously a magician, actually used martial arts and defeated a famous Bijun head-on battle! A young genius warrior with peak mid-level strength!!!

Anthony knelt there, his face pale and his eyes were empty, as if he was looking at Chen Daolin's back, or as if he was looking in the distance.

Finally, he suddenly stood up, roared, turned around and ran towards the stairs of the city tower!

He ran down the city tower with his hair disheveled, and was immediately surrounded by soldiers from the Imperial Guards and grabbed it. Naturally, someone caught the guy and threw it out of the palace.

After tonight's competition ended, everyone already understood that this warrior who once rampant in the imperial capital had no place to gain a foothold!

No one cares about this defeated dog anymore, and when the winning Chen Daolin walked down the city tower, he was greeted by countless cheers and applause.

Kaman and Luo Puppet had already rushed over, and they clamped Chen Daolin from left to right. Some of them couldn't help but touch the "Sword of Force" on his waist with their hands.

"Darling! What weapon did you use in the end?! Let me see!"

"What are you robbing Luo Xiaogou! Let me take a look first!"

Chen Daolin had already exhausted his energy at this moment. The time effect of Guan Erye’s soul possession had been used up. When the soul was there, he didn’t feel it. At this moment, the effect of the soul was over, and Chen Daolin felt his whole body was sore and weak. In the fierce battle just now, he also exhausted all his energy. When he walked down, his legs were as weak as if he was stepping on cotton.

Kaman Zhong picked his Force Sword with his hand, and Chen Daolin could not stop him, so he just smiled faintly: "If you like it, I will give you a hand... This thing will be sold publicly in the imperial capital soon.

"Huh? This is a good thing... Haha! Then I must use it! Okay, since this thing can be bought, I won't steal you. My uncle Kaman will never take advantage of my friends!"

As he said that, Kaman returned the sword of Force to Chen Daolin.

Chen Daolin smiled secretly: "My hand is a practical version. If you buy it, you can only buy some colorful shelves."

As soon as he heard this, Luo Xiaogou grabbed it and put it in his arms as fast as possible.

Kaman glared at him in anger, but was embarrassed to reach out to grab it in public.

At this time, Chen Daolin had already walked into the crowd, and many people who knew and didn't know congratulated him. Some of them bets that he won, and their faces were blushing. Some of them bets wrongly, and they were not angry. Anyway, these nobles were not short of these little money. Now this Daling master is clearly about to become a big hit in the imperial capital. His magical talent is already so great. Today, he has become a dual-cultivator of magic and martial arts. His future is bright. Who wouldn't want to make friends with such talents?

Chen Daolin walked past the crowd and didn't know how many congratulations he heard. Even the cold Goth looked at Chen Daolin's eyes as if he was a little warmer.

"You... are good!" Goth reluctantly said these words and stopped coming up.

Chen Daolin glanced at the emperor standing in the middle of the crowd, quickly let go of the two friends around him, came to the emperor's fullest, bowed his head and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

The emperor smiled, but his eyes were still solemn. He just waved his hand and said lightly: "Sure enough, I guessed it well. After all, you still have a trump card that others don't know. Little Darling, you gave me another surprise!"

Chen Daolin forced a smile and stepped aside - he knew very well that the protagonist tonight was destined not to be himself.

For the emperor, the important thing tonight is the key.

And I am just a warm-up character.

Sure enough, as soon as the emperor spoke, everyone next to him became quiet.

The emperor smiled faintly, and his solemn eyes swept across the audience: "Okay, the competition has ended. In order to celebrate Sir Darling Chen's victory, everyone will go back to the hall and have a drink of three drinks!"

As he said that, the emperor turned his head and walked towards the hall without looking back.

Which of the many nobles behind him dared to fall behind? Only those "real Augustine" and others were hanging far away from the end of the crowd.

When everyone returned to the main hall, the heavy door slowly closed, as if blocking all the wind and snow outside.

In the main hall, the hot brazier and candle are as warm as spring, but the atmosphere gradually solidifies and cools down.

Everyone knows... Now, the highlight of tonight has just been staged!!

The emperor casually brought the wine glass from his servant's hand, drank three glasses in a row, and then put them down.

Everyone below, regardless of gender, drank it with them three times.

Finally, the emperor slowly took a step forward.

"I think many people are waiting for something tonight!"

As he said that, he turned around and pointed to the emperor throne behind him: "For the years, you have always wanted to know...who will this position belong to in the future!!"

When these words were said, the entire hall suddenly became silent, so quiet that it could almost even hear people's breathing!

"Are you all guessing? You are betting everywhere! Then today, you don't have to guess anymore! You don't have to bet anymore! Tonight, now, I will tell you who is sitting in this position in the future!!"

The emperor's voice suddenly became louder!

Suddenly, he clapped his palms gently!

The side doors on both sides of the hall suddenly opened, and quickly, two teams of warriors wearing golden armor flocked in! The swords and axes in the hands of each golden armored warrior were flashing with cold light!!

This action immediately shocked many people!

Your Majesty the Emperor...is this going to... a massacre?!

After these two teams of golden armored swordsman rushed in, they immediately occupied the positions from the emperor's steps to both sides of the hall!

"Dear pillars of the empire, ministers of the empire, nobles of the empire... Now, what I will introduce to you is the person I chose! The person you will be loyal to in the future! It is also the...Crown Prince of the empire!!"

Just as the emperor said this, everyone stared at the supreme emperor of the empire.

However, Chen Daolin suddenly felt a move in his heart, as if subconsciously, turned his head and looked at the group of people and "Augustines" standing at the end of the team!

He saw the leader of the "Augustin", the one named Duzel.

Augustine's guy.

This middle-aged nobleman had no expression on his face. Even when he was listening to the emperor's words, he actually......

It seemed as if the corner of his mouth was gently pulled.

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Chapter completed!