The entire arena became quiet, and countless people covered their mouths and widened their eyes incredibly - of course, many people were still holding invalid gambling tickets in their hands and were in tears.

Who would have thought that such a monster would pop up if he had won a game that had been firmly won!

"Win-we won like this?" Baroness Delia murmured to herself in disbelief.

The second level is the most difficult level for forcibly promoting titles. It tests the family's background and comprehensive strength - whether it is military strength, connections or wealth, it can affect the final result.

What is the Leicester family?

Although there are 100 people each, and the number of people is limited, can the quality of the 100 people mobilized by the Leicester family be the same as the 100 people mobilized by the Gilt royal family?

What's more, there are enchanting equipment, spell casters, spell configurations and other influencing factors. The Leicester family's foundation in this area is not worthy of carrying shoes to the Gilter royal family.

Although Delia had a glimmer of hope, she could only fight to the death - she even sent her eldest son out, and she couldn't say she could do her best, but she was actually unsure whether she could win.

Sir Rodney's face was also a little flushed, which was an overly excited expression.

Overexciting people of his age is actually very bad for health, but who cares about this at this time?

They were not the only ones who were surprised.

Barron Lester's mouth was wide open, and saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth. The expression on his face was not much better than mentally retarded.

But no one cared about his expression at this time. The entire team standing at the exit of the corridor was basically the same expression.

Before going to war, Sir Ander had ordered others to line up to protect the Lester family's battle flags, and he said he wanted to fight independently.

Everyone thought that Sir Ander’s so-called independent combat means that Sir Ander wanted to wander around and use the method of fighting to relieve pressure on their battle formation.

(The victory condition of a military confrontation is to make the opponent abstain from the power or to take away the opponent's battle flag. If one of the two items is achieved, you can declare your victory)

That's not the case at all.

What kind of roaming? Sir Ander went straight to the opponent's base camp with one horse, and charged head-on, without any tricks.

The formation of the royal guards was flattened by Sir Ander. The Ice Dragon Knight was not an enemy of one unit at all, and even the mage did not play any role. From the beginning to the end of the battle, it took only five minutes in total, and the opponent picked out the white flag.

This most critical title promotion assessment made Barron Lester feel a little unreal - I didn't do anything, and that's the end?

"Oh oh oh, this is a great game. Now I announce that the Leicesters have won the military confrontation and successfully passed the second test of their knight-below, they only need to complete the status-quoise to be successfully promoted to the Viscount Family!"

"This is the first family in the Kingdom of Gilt to pass the second round of tests in a century. Their names may not be remembered by everyone, but the brave and incompetent Sir Ander, his strange axe and gun, and his wonderful horse-riding method, will inevitably leave a brilliant mark in the history of the knights!"

As the dust settled, the host could finally use his expertise to praise the confrontation with sensational sentences.

This is his job. No matter whether it is reasonable or not, the most important thing is to mobilize the atmosphere on site.

Just as the host was talking and was so happy, someone pushed open the door of the lecture room and made a gesture to end it quickly.

——The faces of the Gilt royal family were thrown to the ground and stepped on them. I’m just talking nonsense. It’s just serious to end it quickly. Even if they lose this game, it’s still the Gilt royal family? Are you going to be here endlessly? Do you think the Gilt royal family is not upset enough?

"Now, the knights who have completed a heroic battle have begun to leave slowly. This is a great battle. The only shame is that it ends too quickly - uh, okay, I'll finish the explanation, goodbye everyone."

The host hurriedly announced the end of the game, and ambulance personnel flocked in and carried the injured into the corridor.

Some casters enter the arena, pour blood from the ground into the ground through tilling and leveling techniques, and compact the land again.

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"Arsel, your vision is amazing. This Sir Ander is simply—"

After saying two "simply", Mr. Wendeng found that he did not have the right adjective to express it. He could only wave his hands slightly awkwardly to express his surprise.

"Arsel, did you know that Sir Ander is so powerful?"

"Arsel, this Sir Ander is with you all the way. You should know the truth. Is he a high-level knight?"

"Arsel, you have to introduce me to this Sir Ander. Our church of the Goddess of Business is missing such a powerful knight!" This is the bishop of Goddess Woking.

The people in the box talked all the questions to Ansel, which made Ansel a little overwhelmed, but these people were all partners of the Ottoll family and could not be taken lightly.

He did make a promise that the Leicester family would definitely win, but that was based on the Night Demon's personal actions.

If the legendary sword saint appears in the arena, he will take a surprise attack and it will be a piece of cake to settle this opponent.

But the problem is that Ansel didn't expect that before the legendary sword saint appeared, Ander alone had flattened the entire military formation.

This is too exaggerated and completely inconsistent with his impression of Ander Tills.

His understanding of Ende was limited to Ende being a half-step high-level middle-level profession.

The warriors of this level are already very terrifying, but they want to face the Kingdom Guards head-on, twenty ice dragon knights and two intermediate mages with tactical carriages, are still far from being there.

Now Ande stepped on the formation, and it looked like an adult was winning like a child. If he said, "I don't know that Ande is so powerful," who would believe it?

"Okay, sirs, I think the most important thing now is to contact the third prince immediately and start the action.

His Highness Greg's prestige has been hit hard, and many people will take this opportunity to vent their dissatisfaction during this period of time. We have to seize this opportunity, and every minute is very precious now.

As for Sir Ander, I will introduce you to you, but Sir Ander is a master who specializes in martial arts. He may be a little slow in interpersonal communication, so I would like to ask everyone to understand."

Ansel quickly changed the subject and pointed out Ende's character to the unkind martial arts illegitimate - just kidding, he worked hard to invest and went along with him to please him. When he arrived at Kalantuo, he even sent a villa and a housekeeper. Seeing that Ende's value increased further, he would recommend him to others when he was over.

Connections are also a resource, and the most valuable resource.

"The Third Prince Jeffrey is here." The servant guarding outside the door gently knocked on the door of the private room and informed him.

"Ha, now all the people are here."

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Gilt Palace, inner court.

His Highness Greg is convening a meeting of staff to discuss how to promote the Kingdom of Gilt to the wartime system.

However, a bad news interrupted his interest in meetings, forcing him to interrupt the meeting and come to the small conference room to listen to the report specifically.

It’s not that the second prince doesn’t know the priorities, but that the move to the wartime system itself has great resistance.

It is possible if the war burns into the Kingdom of Gilt, but now the war is still outside the Kingdom of Gilt, and before the matter is in trouble, it is not easy to convince the Elders' House to agree to enter the war system?

What was already a very troublesome thing, but now the Leicester family has emerged and defeated the staff they sent in military confrontation. What do others think about this?

The Gilt royal family can't even deal with a new baron family?

Not to mention losing 200,000 gold coins - the amount of money was astonishing, and even affected the progress of many work, even if he was the prince of the king, he could not be ignored.

"What the hell is going on? Who did they invite? I remember the Great Knight of Vincent, who has a good relationship with the Leicester family, has already gone to the south with his father? Who else can the Leicester family invite? Who will fight against me for a baron family?"

Prince Greg issues a series of questions.

"They didn't invite anyone at all! Before you decide to block the Leicester family, don't you investigate their strength?"

The Witley Palace Master pushed the door and walked in, saying unhappy.

Fortunately, I gave in quickly today and the loss was not big.

You know, the construction cost of each tactical carriage is more than 20,000 gold coins.

Moreover, the manufacturing cycle is long and the success rate is not high. Just solving the problem of how to install a miniature element pool as energy on a mobile carriage is already a very troublesome thing, not to mention the setting, nesting, and debugging of other magic arrays is more troublesome than the other.

These two carriages have not completed the final debugging and cannot issue spells above the fifth ring.

It was purely for Prince Greg to be the ruling prince that the court wizards lent out the two carriages to show their support for Prince Greg.

"Uncle Vitre, what's going on?" Prince Greg said in surprise.

Vitre is a court wizard, and his full name is Vitre Gilt. By seniority, he is considered Prince Greg's uncle. He is not the king's brother, but a cousin, and does not have the right to inherit.

"Hmph, you can see it yourself. This is the photo stone I want from the arena." Vitre put the three photo stones on the table and turned around and left the room.

"Uncle Vitre, Uncle Vitre—"

"Huh, please put the contents in it. By the way, go and find Kelvin, Haibo and the others, and they know more about martial arts."

Since he couldn't call Master Vitre, Greg had to let the caster in his staff be responsible for the playback, but he already had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The Grand Arena has the habit of preserving exciting competitive projections, and this once-in-a-century encounter in military confrontation was naturally recorded.

On the projection, the air at the front of the Sir Ander halberd was twisted, forming a white vortex that attracted and crushed the eight long arrows.

"The mid-level knight's fighting spirit is released - it is so powerful that it can extend the fighting spirit four meters along the weapon. This Sir Ander is also a top character among the mid-level knights."

A warrior commented.

"Robinson and Bronck are both mid-level knights, but they still lost." Another retorted.

"They may have lost in weapons, and this knight's tactic of using long-handed weapons with Sir Ander's hands, this is the first time I have seen it. It is really very restrained by traditional knight spears."

Next, Ande rushed to the front, swept the halberd left and right, and knocked one guard after another to fly out.

"Scary power! Scary martial arts!" More than one person commented.

The weight of the long halberd can be imagined if it can knock a person away. However, what is even more terrifying is that the guards who were knocked out of ten meters were injured and unable to die. This terrifying control is terrifying even for middle-level professionals.

"He is also a master of swordsmanship, and it is not surprising to have such control." said Kelvin, a master of court swordsmanship.

In his opinion, except that Ender's power is far beyond his imagination, it is not surprising that he can control the power. He should have such control in a fair duel, using a thin sword to kill Haz's swordsman.

In the projection, the long halberd waved forward and a ball of light burst out from the air.

"Wait, stop here!" The two spellcasters stopped at the same time.

"What's wrong?"
To be continued...