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Chapter 31: A Sword

"Gudu——" The silver knight swallowed, feeling the coldness and sharpness of the silver sword, and goosebumps appeared on the skin of his neck.

The squad leader's stern smile, arrogant laughter, bloodshot eyes, terrifying murderous look, and manic expression all told how terrifying he was when he was so close.

The Silver Knight suddenly felt that his life was like a dying oil lamp that could be blown out by the wind at any time. He was in danger and death was closer than ever.

He suddenly regretted why he had to show off his strength and fight against this lunatic, the squad leader, and ended up like this. If he was given another choice, he would definitely not do this.

"Next, next!" The squad leader suddenly smiled, took back the sword placed between the Silver Knight's neck, stood on the spot, and shouted loudly, feeling indescribably happy in his heart, as if he still had the power of his peak.

But this is just an illusion.

The discerning people present clearly noticed that the squad leader, who had shocked the Silver Knight with a thrust, had cracked the mouth of his right hand, and the red blood had dyed the hilt of the war sword red.

Although the shining silver fighting spirit is still surging, its stamina is no longer enough and it cannot last long.

Once a knight of the same level runs away, he can use the speed of his mount to exert a power far greater than his own.

Although the squad leader is powerful, after picking up two silver knights who are both at the second level of Dacheng Peak, he may not have much fighting power left.

As the number one expert in the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy besides Tasluo, Madrid has a sharp vision and insight into every detail. Naturally, he cannot fail to see this.

Turning his head, he said to the fat man who was jumping around and gearing up, "Fat man, come out."

"No, teacher, I can still fight!" Hearing this, the squad leader shouted quickly, his eyes filled with deep desire, and the four characters "I beg for dissatisfaction" were written on his forehead. "I look forward to the stars and the moon.

, I have finally looked forward to today, you must let me enjoy it to the fullest!"

There was no nonsense. Madrid's body swayed and disappeared directly. Like a ghost, he suddenly appeared next to the squad leader.

Grabbing it with his left hand, just like an eagle catching a chicken, Madrid grabbed the squad leader's neck and threw him back like a burden. He was Hong Libing, Mouse, James, Fatty, Lu Li, Terry, and Terry.

On the other hand, he was merciless and extremely rude.

The squad leader rolled up from the ground and shouted quickly, regardless of the dust on his body: "Teacher Madrid, I can still fight!"

"Humph!" Madrid snorted coldly, showed his white teeth, and roared ferociously: "Scream again! I will chop you up!"

As he spoke, a strong killing aura immediately rose from Madrid, and the temperature of the surrounding void suddenly dropped.

Obviously, Madrid is not joking!

The squad leader, who had long been accustomed to being yelled at by Madrid, didn't think anything of it. He sneered twice, stopped his mouth, and retreated to the class in fear. He didn't do anything. But the knight who saw this scene next to him didn't do anything.

The instructor was so frightened that his heart suddenly jumped.

Make a circle! Yan Mufeng is the second son of the king. You, Madrid, are a pervert and you beat him whenever you want. It’s so arrogant!

He didn't know that he was the instructor of the Cavaliers Club, but this old pervert in Madrid had done many more extreme things.

Just as the Knight Club instructor was sighing, the battle between Fatty and another Silver Knight had already begun.

Once the knight attacks, the impact is very strong, and it will be difficult for a strong man of the same level to defeat him.

So as soon as the battle started, the fat man used Qing Kung Fu to bully him forward, and before the silver knight could urge his horse to increase his speed to the extreme, he launched the attack first.

Even though the fat man is fat and meaty, his attack speed is not slow at all.

With a loud shout, the fat man waved his hands, and the silver fists in the sky, like a summer rainstorm, hit the silver knight overwhelmingly, airtight.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang -"

Fatty's cultivation level is second only to the squad leader in the class, and he is also an authentic second-level Dacheng peak-level powerhouse. His attack this time was really fast and strong, and his punches were as heavy as a thousand quarrels, and he was beaten as hard as silver.

The knight was breathless.

"Drink!" The Silver Knight, who finally withstood the first round of Fatty's attack, glared and shouted loudly. The silver war gun in his hand suddenly swept out. The spear point was sharp, and the silver fighting spirit swept the whole place. It was extremely powerful.

The humiliation caused the earth to burst into pieces, sending up thick smoke and countless debris like stray bullets.

"Hey!" The fat man chuckled, with a ferocious and arrogant smile similar to that of the squad leader.

His body was shaken, and the fat man actually advanced instead of retreating. Under the shocked eyes of countless people, his left hand covered with silver fighting spirit grabbed out like a dragon's claw. As fast as lightning, he grabbed the silver war gun that swept across the air.

Then he pulled hard and with unparalleled strength, he forcibly pulled the silver knight off his horse who was unaware of this move!

"Ah ah ah..." the silver knight exclaimed, fell off his horse, and landed in a panic.

"Hehe..." The fat man sneered twice, his eyes flashed with cold light, he strode forward with a strong posture, raised his right foot, and when the Silver Knight's footing was unstable, he stepped heavily on his back with a bang.

It brought him into close contact with the ground, and no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no use.

Fatty's move showed the absolute difference in strength.

Make a circle! The little pervert taught by the old pervert is indeed very powerful!

The second-year knight instructor's eyes were stern, and he thought to himself: No! If we continue like this, our entire army will be wiped out. We have to find a soft persimmon, otherwise we will lose every battle, and it will be too much for our face.

With this thought in his mind, the second-year knight club instructor raised the corners of his lips, smiled slightly, and focused his gaze on Hong Libing.

In his mind, Hong Libing, who was only at the first level of cultivation, was undoubtedly a very good target.

"Huh?" Hong Libing, who felt the gaze of the second-year knight club instructor, turned his head, smiled at him, and nodded.

Hong Libing is not afraid of challenges, he does not want to avoid fighting.

Taking a step forward, Hong Libing stepped out and said, "Teacher Madrid, let me play a game too. Seeing the monitor and the fat guy showing their faces like that made my hands itch."

"Okay." Madrid raised his brows and said "generously", "But if you lose, you will have to double your attendance in class every day. I will do what I say, and then it will be useless no matter what you call me."

Turning his head, Madrid raised his eyebrows and yelled at the fat man: "Fat man, what the hell are you doing? There are no girls watching, why don't you come back to me!"

Hearing this, the fat man suddenly trembled. Without any nonsense, he quickly ran back in fear. When he passed by Hong Libing, he said softly: "Xiaobing, come on."

"Of course." Hong Libing smiled proudly, with a confident look on his brows, "I can't bear to double the number of courses. After all, I still want to live for two more years and wait for the good show."

After saying these words, Hong Libing strode forward and made a winning gesture to the squad leader, Terry, Mouse, Lu Li, Yang Ming, Jamies, and Fatty.

Honglibing's opponent is a silver knight with second-level primary cultivation.

Well, it seems that the instructor of the second-year knight club has a good conscience and knows that Hongli Bing's cultivation is poor, so he specially picked a weak opponent for him.

However, Hong Libing said that he would not say thank you.

"Please!" The silver knight riding on the tall horse, standing high above, looked down on the weak, and performed a standard knightly salute to Hongcrack Ice Hengqiang.

Hong Caibing also nodded in return, and with a clang, the silver-white ethereal divine sword, which was like a crystal carving, suddenly unsheathed, and in an instant, a cold light like a clear spring suddenly appeared in the void.

What a sword!

Almost at the same time, all the second-year knight club members secretly admired in their hearts.

But they were surprised. None of them thought Honglibing could defeat the Silver Knight. After all, the gap between the two of them was too big. One was a first-level junior, and the other was a second-level junior. The difference was ten times.

Even with the magic weapon in hand, it is too difficult.

"Be careful." The silver knight nodded to Hong Libing, clamped his legs, and the horse gave the order. After neighing, he spread his legs and rushed towards Hong Libing.

As the horse's speed increased, the silver knight's eyes became sharper. The silver war gun suddenly shot out at an angle, at a tricky angle, as fast as cold lightning.

It can be seen from this move that the Silver Knight has already made great achievements in the art of shooting, and is considered quite good among his peers.

But everything in this world is relative.

The Silver Knight's spearmanship and riding skills are indeed very powerful in front of ordinary people, but in front of Honglibing, such a little thing, apart from being funny, does not have much meaning.

At the moment when the silver war spear was about to reach his body, Hongli Bing's body swayed, and the mysterious Falling God Shattering Star Step was unleashed in an instant, and he stepped forward in an instant, as fast as a gust of wind.

The movement skills displayed by Hongli Bing at this time have far exceeded the limits of a first-order fighter!

It goes beyond the Silver Knight’s imagination!

Turning his wrist, under the astonished gaze of the Silver Knight, the Hongcrack Ice Sky Spirit Sword swept across, transforming into a silver crescent moon in the air.

Although the Ethereal Sword was a failure in refining an artifact and did not have any additional attributes or amplification effects, its strength and sharpness were not inferior to a real seventh-level artifact.

Under its sword edge, the protective fighting spirit of the second-level silver knight was no different than a piece of tissue paper.

A pop was heard as the silver knight's protective fighting spirit was cut through by Hong Libing's sword. It was as easy as tearing a piece of tissue paper.

The Silver Knight, who did not expect this outcome, had no time to return his gun to defend himself. He could only watch helplessly as Hong Libing placed the ethereal sword between his neck, with deep reluctance in his eyes.

In an instant, the outcome was decided!

This situation was beyond the expectations of everyone present!;

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