The Black Duke of the Pirate

Clovis did not insist, but still told the old king: "I may not make Reinhard a retainer, but I still want to ask Reinhard to be my swordsmanship teacher, specifically to teach me swordsmanship."

The so-called swordsmanship teacher is just a pretense. Ketok can naturally see that Clovis is just a fool in swordsmanship and has the nerve to talk about learning swordsmanship.

"There are many swordsmen of the royal family, enough for the prince to choose. He is just a young businessman. What qualifications do he have to be the prince's swordsmanship teacher." Ketok continued to retort.

"I'm a businessman."

Dawn was not silent at this time, "But he is also a swordsman."

His face did not change much, but his eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at Ketok quietly: "You question my qualifications to be the prince's swordsmanship teacher..."

"Of course with my swordsmanship!"

Mingxiao took the jackdaw in his waist and let everyone see clearly his identity as a swordsman.

"Then let's do a small test." Marlie spoke up at this time, his eyes were very calm, which made Kotok unable to understand, and he still couldn't understand that extremely unstable factors like Reinhardt,

Why did he agree to become the prince's swordsmanship teacher? This is not like Marlie's style of doing things at all. Is it really because he has been lying in bed for the past two years and is confused?

For more than two years, he has handed over the management of this country into his own hands, but why is he still so insistent at this time?

The blond girl next to the king also stared at Dawn. She had seen his swordsmanship last night, but she still wanted to see how this guy could defeat the powerful palace swordsman.

Bang bang... Ketok clapped his hands, and three palace swordsmen with Western swords walked out of the hall. "These are the most powerful swordsmen in the royal court. You choose one." Ketok

After saying that, he stared at the dawn.

"No need, you all can come together." Mingxiao held down the hilt of the sword, his eyes swept over the three tall swordsmen, and said calmly.

"Even if you are strong, you can't beat the three of us together." One of the swordsmen said to Ming Xiao, but he was not angry at Ming Xiao's arrogance.

Dawn sneered: "How can a frog in a well know how vast the world is?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm in a hurry."

The three palace swordsmen looked at each other for a moment, but did not insist. They pressed their palms on the Western swords hanging at their waists.

The slight movement surprised Mingxia slightly. These three palace swordsmen were very unusual. They were most likely the most powerful swordsmen in Kotok's hands besides Shavin, and they were also the top-notch swordsmen in the kingdom.

Dawn stared at the three swordsmen closely, and the other three did the same.

Everyone in the hall made way for an empty space.

"Come on." Ming Xiao looked calmly and suddenly took a step forward, standing about two meters in front of the three palace swordsmen. The three swordsmen felt a weak oppressive momentum spreading around.

Although this oppressive momentum is not sharp, it seems to have a domineering will.

He is a powerful guy. The three of them thought at the same time and communicated with each other with their eyes.

Everyone in the arena watched quietly, and the blond girl next to the old king also curiously set her sights on Mingxiao, and couldn't help but feel worried about what the outcome would be.

When Ketok saw this scene, he couldn't help but sneered in his heart. He was so arrogant. You will see something good later.

The three palace swordsmen did not wait, and drew their swords to attack. The three of them had been palace swordsmen for some years, and their tacit understanding was very high.

The three of them were light-footed and very fast. Regardless of whether they could strike or not, they were all swordsmen with extremely solid foundations in swordsmanship. Just the three swords that rushed towards them could feel an unusually sharp and sharp aura.

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Li Mingxiao raised his sword, but felt a dazzling clear light and a slight stinging feeling. He held three Western swords and pushed them casually, and the three swordsmen stepped back with a clatter. Then Mingxiao drew the sword in his hand,

He raised the tip of the knife, crossed his steps, and rushed forward.

The vibration of the thin whistle is like the sound of a wind instrument, and the sword in the right hand is leaning against the blades of three Western swords. The thump-dong-dong sound is like the sound of a drum, which is extremely clear.

In an instant, the three palace swordsmen were in an extremely embarrassed state. They seemed to be forced into a desperate situation by the sword in Mingxiao's hand, and they were about to be defeated in the next second.

"Are we still competing?" Dawn held the sword back and looked at the three swordsmen calmly. The emotion in his eyes was very sincere and did not mean the slightest bit of ridicule. More than that, Liming had no regard for the three palace swordsmen in front of him.

On the contrary, the soldiers had some respect. These three people were definitely masters of swordsmanship with solid basic skills, but they were unfortunate enough to meet themselves.

Ketok's face was extremely ugly at this time, and he seemed to be constantly cursing the word "trash". The ministers of the kingdom around him were very shocked. They never thought that this guy's swordsmanship was so powerful.

Reinhardt... The blond girl kept chanting this name, but she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

How powerful is he... In just a short moment, he defeated the three most powerful swordsmen in the royal family. Barron couldn't help but think about it, but suddenly recalled what Feiden once warned him: Your Excellency can be thousands of times.

Don't let this person enter the royal family.

Fedden told him more than once that Reinhardt's ambitions were not small.

Seeing this scene at this time, Barron was even more convinced of what Feiden said. With such a strong strength, how could he have no other ideas about joining the royal family. Fortunately, he was not allowed to successfully become the prince's retainer, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Thinking of this, Barron made up his mind to warn the prince and keep a close eye on Reinhardt after the matter here was settled.

The hall was too quiet. At this moment, one of the swordsmen stopped being silent and picked up the fallen Western sword from the ground.

"We are not defeated yet."

The other two swordsmen also stood up immediately and said in a deep voice, all three of them focused their eyes on Ming Xiao.

"Okay." Mingxiao said, but the three swordsmen on the opposite side were strangely separated. Each of them was no more than one meter apart, and they lined up directly in front of Mingxiao, forming a half-arc formation.

The three swordsmen rushed over again, and the Western swords that attacked from three different directions blocked any escape route for Dawn.

The Yiyi sword's blade swayed from side to side, with no trace of conventional swordsmanship at all, but more like a chaotic swing.

Mingxiao put his right hand on the handle of the knife, looking at the sword blades stabbing at him from three sides. He felt a faint sound of breaking through the air. His heart moved. The tacit understanding between the three of them was obviously not formed in a day or two. This blow should

He specifically practiced swordsmanship such as combined strikes.

Swipe... He moved his right hand. Jackdaw jumped in the air and raised it towards the long sword that was the first to attack. Then Dawn's sword changed and moved towards the second long sword to attack.

The forward and backward trajectories of these three swords are very clear, and they attack at three distances from the front, middle, and back in sequence, leaving Dawn no time to worry about other situations, but the opponent has enough time to figure out his flaws.

When Dawn saw through the trajectory of the three people's sword attacks, it seemed a little too late.