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Chapter 588 I Didn’t Make a Mistake Back Then
The finals of the real sword competition began.

Shitou still walked onto the stage holding the steel pipe, and a tsunami-like cheer broke out from the stands.

Born into a common family, he encountered setbacks along the way, but finally reached the finals with his devout heart. His legendary experience made Shi Tou a hero in the eyes of ordinary people in a short period of time.

Ludovico's face flushed with excitement in the stands.

He has written an outline of a script based on the stone, which he believes is unprecedented. The final outcome will be determined by the course and outcome of this game.

Paulie and a group of butchers surrounded Adele. After the girl woke up, her body recovered quickly and she was so nervous that she tightly grasped the hem of her skirt.

Tin Can quickly walked onto the stage. Some spectators lamented that a steel pipe might not be able to break the defense of this armor.

At this time, the tin can said, "I won't take advantage of you."

This was the first time he spoke in the ring, and his voice buzzed under his helmet.

Some people thought the sound sounded familiar, including Stone.

"Bang!"

Leg armor, arm armor, chest armor, one piece of armor was taken off and thrown outside the ring. Under the armor was a warrior's uniform as hard as stone, and a strong and well-proportioned body.

The audience applauded.

When the last helmet was taken off, short white hair and a face that was old but not old were revealed.

Frederick heard the Archduke of Milan cursing in the next box, and there were exclamations from the audience.

Gunnar was stunned, his mouth opened wide, and after a while he said, "Master Ri... Master Riva?!"

The true identity of the tin can is Riva, one of the sword masters of the Kingdom of Sardinia. No one expected this development, and the entire arena was in an uproar.

Who would have thought that there would be a max-level character participating in this kind of competition?

Shitou was stunned for a long time, and asked in disbelief: "Old...old drunkard?"

Riva stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Good boy, I was right about you twenty years ago."

"I'd rather hear you call me teacher. You're much better than those useless guys."

The arena was in uproar again, another unexpected turn of events.

Ludovico was so excited that he almost jumped up. He could tell that the two of them had a long history. Twenty years ago, Riva had mentored Shitou, and now he acknowledged him as his student. What a dramatic development.

Shitou didn't know Riva's identity yet. The favor of teaching him skills was real, so he respectfully performed the salute as a student and called him "Teacher".

Riva patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

Gunnar had come to his senses and asked Frederick hurriedly: "You knew it a long time ago?"

These days they were discussing the reasons why Frederick placed a heavy bet. They had calculated everything, but they had not expected that one of them was a sword master and the other was the sword master's student.

Frederick smiled and said, "Didn't you go to the training ground with me on the first day I came? I saw the stone at that time, and I could tell his master."

"Then I discovered Master Riva during the qualifying rounds. Although I didn't know why he participated in the competition, it would not be wrong to bet on him to win."

Gunnar was about to cry.

The odds for Riva and Shitou were very high at the beginning, with Shitou winning at 1:20 and Riva at 1:25.

No matter who wins this game, the bookmaker will have to pay back almost all the money he earned from various games in recent days.

That’s why the Duke of Milan cursed out loud just now, because he was the banker.

In the ring, Riva said, "I had nothing to eat in the mountains a while ago, and my family treated me to a meal, but I had no money. When I heard there was a competition here, I borrowed their armor and sword to earn some money to pay for the meal."

"Originally, I had made enough money, but when I saw you taking part in the competition, I decided to compete with you."

"I heard that if you win the championship, someone will perform a handstand and diarrhea show. Although I really want to see it, you also know my bad temper. I won't give in easily."

"Look, I'll lower myself to your level, and if you can hit me in the torso or neck or head before you get too tired to move your fingers, you win."

Shitou said firmly: "I have promised Adeli that I will give her the championship as a gift."

"Even if my opponent is you, my teacher, I won't give up."

Riva nodded with satisfaction and said, "I just like you like this."

In the box, Gunnar asked Frederick: "What do you think is the chance of winning with the stone?"

Frederick said seriously: "Stone can only win if it breaks through itself in battle."

After he finished speaking, he focused on the ring and stopped talking. Tony was also watching the game intently, rubbing his hands in excitement.

When the competition started on the ring, Riva and Shitou did not ensure a solid defense like other players, but launched fierce attacks on each other at the same time.

There has never been such a fierce confrontation since the start of the game. The two men moved around the ring, with sparks of metal collision flashing in the middle.

Almost ten minutes later, Riva separated from the stone and Gunnar dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Huh..." Gunnar let out a long sigh, "I was so nervous. I thought they were going to decide the winner."

Frederick ignored him and asked Tony next to him: "Tony, what do you think?"

Tony replied: "From the warm-up, Master Riva has indeed adjusted his strength and speed to the same level as Stone."

Gunnar turned around in disbelief and asked, "What did you say? They were just warming up?"

Tony replied: "Yes, this is how we usually train."

Gunnar opened his mouth. Tony didn't look like he was bragging, and he suddenly felt less confident.

Tony said to Frederick again: "Commander, I am worried that Stone's weapons cannot withstand the upcoming battle."

Shi Tou was holding an ordinary steel pipe, which was already full of dents after the warm-up. It was only a matter of time before it broke.

At this time, Riva said, "Go and change it for a good sword. I'll wait for you."

Stone shook his head.

He believed that this was a test given to him by the God of Light and that he should not take shortcuts.

Frederick just reached for his sword, but when he saw him shaking his head, he took it back.

The real battle begins.

There were no sparks from the collision of steel, only splashes of blood.

In the blink of an eye, five wounds appeared on Stone's body, but the blood did not affect his movements.

"Ah!" Gunnar exclaimed, "I clearly stabbed Master Riva just now!"

Frederick shook his head and said, "It's just a hair's breadth away."

Gunnar asked in surprise, "You can see so far away?"

Frederick replied: "You don't need to look to know that in this situation, don't make any unnecessary movements."

As he spoke, three more wounds appeared on Stone's body.

Although the wounds were not deep, they bled profusely and his clothes were soon stained red.

At this time Tony said to Frederick: "Commander, I think the sword of Stone is a little strange."

Frederick nodded and said, "The moment it stops being weird is the moment that determines the outcome."

"Hiss..." A wound suddenly appeared on Shitou's right hand, which was holding the water pipe, from the back of his hand to his elbow. Gunnar felt pain for him when he saw it.

Gunnar asked Frederick, "What's so strange about that?"

Frederick replied: "If you look closely you can see there is a sense of disharmony."

Gunnar was puzzled because he didn't understand anything.

After half a minute, the situation on the field changed subtly.

Tony said, "Stone has held the line."

Frederick nodded and said, "The injuries have decreased in frequency and the wounds are shallower, but the pressure is greater."

Gunnar wanted to ask why keeping the situation stable made him feel more stressed, but he remembered that he had asked too many questions just now, and if he asked again he would look like a fool, so he didn't ask.

But he didn't ask, so Frederick still reminded him: "Faith."

Gunnar quickly realized that keeping his footing could boost one's self-confidence, but if something unexpected happened and one's confidence was shattered, failure would be just a matter of seconds.

Frederick continued to watch the game, but there was one thing he didn't say: although Stone's injuries were getting less and less, his wounds were becoming more and more concentrated on his vital parts.

Tony murmured at the side: "Hurry up, grasp that feeling, step over it, as long as you take that step, you will be qualified to be my opponent."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cut was made on Shi Tou's neck.

(End of this chapter)