Roger followed Robert all the way to the east of the college. At this time, the sky was getting late, and a touch of black flew into the sky, and the bright moon also appeared.

But at this time, a large room in the east was indeed brightly lit, and laughter came from time to time. Robert took Roger into it.

After opening the door, the scene inside came into view. One by one, the young and girl stood together in groups, teasing each other, but they had a common feature, that is, they had a knife or sword on them, most of which were swords.

"Brother Robert, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you for a long time." A girl walked over with a glass of wine in her hand.

Robert smiled at her. Robert's identity was the vice president of Kendo Club. The girl's words were understandable.

The girl looked at Roger and was very surprised, "Vice President, who is this person? It seems that she is not from our Kendo Club." The girl said.

Robert wrapped around Roger's shoulder and said, "He is the boy who fought with me half a year ago. He is named Roger. Now he is a member of the S class in the freshman class and is the only one."

"Class S?" The girl was a little surprised. There were classes S in each grade, and everyone in class S was a monster. Take Robert as an example. He was a member of Class S., and his swordsmanship was superb. I don't know how many challengers lost to his sword. If Robert's situation was to say, the people in Class S were indeed terrifying.

"It seems that there is nothing bright about the freshmen in this year's first grade? It's so boring that the few trash who rely on the devil fruits defeated those few people. "A sarcastic voice sounded.

The three of them all looked back. A young man wearing a white shirt, a gorgeous top hat on his head and a foil sword around his waist held a glass of wine in his hand and said to Roger and the other two.

Roger was not interested in him, but was very strong in the food on the table. He walked to a table where no one stood and started eating and drinking.

Several people nearby looked strange when they saw it, "He actually dared to eat at Phidias' table, and that guy Phidias might be about to explode." A young man said to the person beside him.

Several young girls nodded in agreement.

Robert wanted to stop Roger, but the gorgeous boy exploded. He walked to Roger angrily, "You rude guy, you dare to eat on my table. You have no knight's cultivation at all!" The gorgeous man said angrily.

Roger swallowed a piece of cake and said, "It seems that there is no one here. Since there is no one, why can't I eat it? Besides, it seems that your name is not engraved on this table. Have you eaten so much by yourself?"

"You!" His fingers were trembling with anger, "What an irrespectful!"

Robert pulled Roger aside and whispered, "Pedias is a man from the Knights' Kingdom, he pays great attention to etiquette, and he has a cleanliness."

After he said this, Roger immediately understood, but he didn't care. He just ate something, and did he care so much.

When Phidias saw Roger's casual look, he became more angry. He pulled out the floral sword from his waist and pointed at Roger and said, "I will shock the sword of Phidias and challenge you! If you have the courage of a knight, accept my challenge! Otherwise, bow your head and apologize to me!"

Roger raised a curve to the corner of his mouth and looked at Phidias with a lot of fun. If he hadn't dared to be so arrogant half a year ago, he would have accepted Phidias' challenge, but time flies, and the effort of the past six months is not in vain.

Robert pulled Roger's clothes and said, "Roger, Phedias's swordsmanship is not inferior to me, you must be careful."

Roger nodded and said he knew.

Roger pulled out the dawn from his waist and said, "I accept your challenge."

But Phidias still frowned, "Give me the knife behind you."

Phidias pointed at Emperor Po and said.

Roger's expression was a little weird and said, "Are you sure?"

"That's right, since you want to show up, you have to show your strongest state, otherwise it will be disrespect to your opponent." Fidias said.

"Okay, as you wish." Roger pulled out the Imperial Soul.

The people around him consciously made a big enough place for two people to serve as a battlefield.

Roger frowned, and he said, "Hey, shaking sword...Fei...Fei...Fei Dias, let's go out and fight. It's too small here, I'm afraid of hurting others."

Phedias was very angry that he couldn't even remember his name, but Roger's proposal was very consistent with his wishes. He nodded and said, "Okay, go out."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out, and Roger followed behind him and walked out.

Everyone followed behind and came to a place.

There happened to be a moonlight falling on the ground here. Robert turned on the light used for lighting at night, and it suddenly became as bright as daytime.

Roger held the Emperor Po tightly in one hand, and a strange and familiar feeling came to his hand.

After Fidias stood still, she pulled out a petal of the rose on her chest and threw it into the sky, "Scattered! The petals of the moon!" After Fidias said this, his body moved without warning.

A sword stabbed Roger at the neck, "Is it a rose? I prefer Rose."

Roger raised the huge Imperial Sword and easily blocked Phidias's floral sword.

Fidias returned from drawing the sword and attacked quickly. Everyone quickly saw the abnormality, that is, Roger actually felt strange to the sword in his hand and was not very skillful in using it. During Fidias' several attacks, Roger had been passively responding.

You know, sword is the second life of a swordsman. How can a person who cannot even meet the standard of skill in holding a knife fight with others?

Everyone looked at Robert in confusion, and the meaning was very clear. You brought the person to this level?

Robert was also unaware of this. Roger was not like this half a year ago. At that time, his use of the knife was like an arm, just like his limbs.

But today...

Robert couldn't say anything, he could only watch it seriously.

Roger was not surprised. He hadn't touched the knife for half a year and now he was in contact again. It was not surprising that such a situation was happening.

Fidias looked at Roger's clumsy movements and a sneered sneered on the corner of his mouth, "A person like you deserves to be called a swordsman? He is really insulting the word "swordsman!" Fidias said disdainfully.

Roger's eyes were lit up, and he felt a little angry, "Since that's the case, let you see Chen Jiliu's swordsmanship!"
Chapter completed!