I was beheaded in the Middle Ages for 20 years

Xu Siling wanted to be attacked by someone unexpectedly, which was extremely difficult.

Not only does he have keen perception, but also with the functions that come with the elite detection skills, Wilbur, who cannot hide at all, wants to sneak attack on Xu Siling, it is really a daydream.

He didn't put much effort into defending his legs.

The rules of knightly competition prohibit attacks on the lower body. Basically, no knight would do such a stupid thing to ruin his life just for the sake of temporary victory.

Wilbur would not hide his eyes and expressions, whatever he wanted to do was written all over his face.

At first, when he saw the excited smile on Wilbur's face, he was surprised that Wilbur could still be so happy when he was being beaten as a stake.
It wasn't until Wilbur's eyes looked at his legs that he realized that Wilbur was ready to sneak attack him.

Especially the attack on the leg, without any hesitation, it was obviously aimed at killing him.

Not to mention the intense murderous intent in Wilbur's eyes at the end.

The audience in the duel field did not hear Xu Siling's painful cry of being slashed that should have been heard.

No knight would deliberately protect his legs, let alone Wilbur's sudden sneak attack, which would soon be difficult to dodge.

No one would think that Xu Siling could escape unscathed.

But Xu Siling's scream was not heard for a long time, and the female nobles who closed their eyes opened their eyes and looked towards the center of the duel field.

Xu Siling was not injured at all. She stood on the ground with her sword and blocked Wilbur's sneak attack.

He held the hilt of the sword with one hand, relaxed and calm. This sneak attack did not make him show any panic or fear, as if he had expected it.

Seeing this, Chris held onto the fence and breathed a sigh of relief.

Blanche didn't expect Xu Siling to be able to react.

Wilbur, who was lying on the ground, panicked and came to his senses. He was afraid that Xu Siling would suddenly slash him with his sword, so he quickly rolled back with his sword.

Then Kankan stood up, the robe and armor on his body were stained with dust, and he looked embarrassed.

He held the sword and aimed the blade at Xu Siling.

After attacking and being hit for so long, he lost most of his strength and was panting.

Xu Siling drew out the sword again with his left hand, stood holding both hands, and looked at Wilbur with contempt from the corner of his eyes.

According to the rules of the knight's competition, Wilbur had violated the rules and had to be stripped of his qualifications to compete. Xu Siling was directly awarded the victory.

But anyone with a discerning eye could sense that Xu Siling was angry.

The kind-hearted Mrs. Bonnet didn't even look at John again, and she didn't bother to end the contest.

Everyone knows that Wilbur lost.

But no one shouted stop.

As for the reason for not calling stop, it is self-evident.

Xu Siling stepped forward, the blade of the sword in his right hand, like a silver dragon sprinting, flashed into Wilbur's eyes,
Wilbur was frightened and quickly stepped forward to fend off the attack.

However, Xu Siling made a clever thrust and twisted outwards. He followed the trend and slashed away with the sword in his left hand.

Wilbur panicked and blocked hastily.

The two two-handed swords on Xu Siling's left and right looked like the waning moon under the sunlight, with astonishing power.

His sword skills are gorgeous and his attacks are flexible and quick.

The two waning moons sometimes slashed and sometimes stabbed, and the shadows of the swords intertwined, making Wilbur confused.

"what!"

The shadow of the sword is like the wind.

The bloody smell of rust filled the air.

Naturally, Xu Siling would not use Wilbur as a target anymore, there was no need for it.

The left sword feinted, and the right hand struck directly at Wilbur's shoulder, right in front of his eyes.

Don't look at the two-handed sword that Xu Siling wields with one hand, it is quite destructive.

He cut Wilbur's shoulder until it was bloody and bloody, and the iron ring of the chainmail directly smashed into the flesh.

But Xu Siling didn't listen, and made another stroke with her left hand, slashing towards Wilbur's waist.

Wilbur was in pain and felt numbness in his left shoulder. When he saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, he leaned back in panic.

This stroke did not miss. Although it did not hit the waist, it cleverly tilted and cut the side of Wilbur's face.

His left shoulder was numb after being chopped, and the pain hadn't come back yet, but after his face was scratched, the painful feeling directly spread to his mind in hysterics.

Wilbur screamed in pain. He did not dare to touch his face to stop the bleeding and retreated in panic.

Xu Siling's attacks did not stop at all, and continued smoothly.

Under the waning moon, Wilbur could only block the first blow, but it was completely impossible to dodge and block the latter blow.

His body was constantly injured, and the chainmail robe could not protect him at all.

"what!!"

The sword blade was like a storm, with violent winds and rain falling on Wilbur.

The knights all marveled at how Xu Siling used two two-handed swords so skillfully, especially the attack speed was continuous, without any pause, and extremely fast!
Wilbur became a bloody man completely. Many parts of his chainmail robe were cut by Xu Siling, and many iron rings were directly embedded in his flesh, as if they were originally one piece.

The injured left shoulder was hit by Xu Siling again, and the left shoulder was completely disabled.

Wilbur's left hand dropped limply, as if it was broken.

He felt that his eyes were blurred by blood, and the whole sky was red, as if the sun had turned into blood.

Seeing that Xu Siling was still coming, he had no intention of stopping.

His mind was racing and he had to think of a way to make Xu Siling stop.
Suddenly he thought of something.

He held the sword in his right hand to block, and after receiving a blow from Xu Siling, he slashed.

The two-handed sword was directly knocked aside, and Wilbur rolled backwards and was thrown to the ground.

On the one hand, it can dodge Xu Siling's follow-up attacks, and on the other hand, it can also widen the distance between the two sides.

When the weapon is shot down by the opponent, it is a surrender in the knight's contest and the unspoken rules of the knight.

The weapons were all shot down, which was equivalent to losing the ability to fight.

In the spirit of chivalry, both parties know that one cannot harm an unarmed person.

Although no one cares about this in war, everyone does care about it in a knightly contest.

Wilbur believed that as long as his weapon was shot down and he lost his combat effectiveness, Xu Siling should not kill him.

He was thrown to the ground with a painful and ferocious look on his face.

Most of his body was numb and he was trembling all over. After rolling a few times, he quickly looked up to see if Xu Siling continued to chop himself.

He couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Xu Siling was standing there and did not continue to attack him.

He struggled to lift himself up from the ground with one hand, his upper body bent and unable to stand upright.

He wiped the blood from his face and tried to look cleaner.

"me."

Wilbur wanted to open his mouth to say that he had lost, but found that it was difficult for him to make a sound. He swallowed dryly several times in a row and could not say a complete sentence.

However, Xu Siling moved, making Wilbur take half a step back in fear.

Fortunately, Xu Siling did not chop him, but came to the downed two-handed sword.

Wilbur didn't know what he was going to do, he just bent over and panted wildly.

Xu Siling stood in front of the downed two-handed sword and kicked the two-handed sword back to its owner with a light kick.

Then he raised his sword and pointed the tip at Wilbur.

"pick it up."

When Wilbur heard this cold command, his whole body trembled completely uncontrollably.

Now everyone knows that Wilbur's strength is not enough to defeat Xu Siling, it can even be said that he was crushed.

Didn't Wilbur know better?
Now Xu Siling asked him to pick up the sword again and asked him to continue the duel. In other words, he did not accept his unspoken surrender.

Moreover, Xu Siling's attitude seemed to be speaking to Wilbur, responding to his previous words.

Xu Siling did not open his mouth or speak. He just pointed the tip of his sword at Wilbur indifferently and motioned for Wilbur to pick up the sword.

But Wilbur felt a devil whispering in his ears.

Don't you want to challenge me?

Don't you want to duel me?
Now I give you this opportunity.

This opportunity is given to you until you completely defeat me.

Moreover, aren’t you asking me to beg for mercy?

In this case, you are not allowed to beg for mercy.

Let me see where your strength lies as an elite knight of Paris.

Wilbur trembled all over and looked down at his two-handed sword.

Reason told himself that he should not pick up the sword.

He couldn't defeat Xu Siling at all. Picking up the sword would only cause more injuries, and he might even die!
But the little knightly dignity left in his body forced him to pick up the sword.

If he doesn't pick up this sword, it will be equivalent to what he said before, and he will be completely slapped in the face.

He was the one who kept asking for a duel with Xu Siling, and he kept asking Xu Siling not to beg for mercy.

But if he doesn't dare to duel now or ask for mercy
That's no different than killing him.

A powerless courage surged from his body, and he slowly picked up his two-handed sword with his right hand.

But it was difficult to raise the tip of the sword, and it was impossible to aim at Xu Siling. The entire sword body was shaking, including the sword's owner.

The moment he picked up the sword, Xu Siling attacked him again.

Two waning moons intertwined, and in the flickering moonlight, Wilbur couldn't even block, and received a heavy blow on his waist.

"cough!"

Xu Siling deliberately did not hit him with the blade of the sword, but smashed him with the blade of the sword.

Wilbur only felt pain in his waist, and the oxygen in his chest was knocked out. He rolled to the side and escaped the second attack.

And his two-handed sword lost its strength again and fell aside.

Wilbur was lying on the ground. He tried to get up with difficulty, but before he could get up, Xu Siling kicked his two-handed sword in front of him again.

The extremely indifferent devil's whisper rang in his ears again.

"pick it up."

Wilbur's brain was shaking. He gritted his teeth and tried to get up, then picked up the sword.

But as soon as he picked up the sword, two silver dragons pierced his thighs like lightning strikes.

"what!!!"

Xu Siling pulled out his two-handed sword, and the skin of Wilbur's thigh was torn open, blood spurted out, and even bones could be seen.

Wilbur knelt down weakly and fell to the ground. The pain in his thighs shot hysterically from his tailbone to his brain.

This pain was not temporary, but stimulated his brain in waves, like ocean waves.

The sword in both hands fell powerlessly again, and he knelt down in front of Xu Siling, covered in blood, like a dead man.

Xu Siling used his sword to gently move Wilbur's two-handed sword in front of him again.

Wilbur knelt down devoutly this time and listened to the devil's whispers.

"pick it up."

Wilbur didn't respond, and his body didn't even stop shaking. He was panting, his face was covered in blood, and there was no pain anywhere on his body.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xu Siling, who was covered in sunlight.

Those cold eyes frightened him.

The owner with cold eyes slowly opened his lips.

"I asked you to pick it up."

"Sword, pick it up."

The duel field was completely silent. Many female nobles could not stand the cruel scene and were afraid to cover their mouths.

Mrs. Stan's face was full of horror. He thought that his knight had paid the price he deserved. This contest should not continue. If it continues, he will die!

She looked at Madame Bonnet in the central stand with pleading eyes.

Mrs. Bonnet is very kind, and she doesn't like to see such bloody and brutal scenes.

But she is not indifferent to right from wrong.

If it was a normal knight duel, and Xu Siling wanted to brutally kill her opponent unilaterally like this, she would definitely be the first to stand up and stop him.

That's the problem.

This knight's duel has become abnormal since Wilbur's sneak attack.

Although Mrs. Bonnet does not like her husband, she preaches the spirit of chivalry everywhere every day, taking knighthood as her own moral belief.

Because this is not consistent with the status of the crown prince at all.

But even so, Mrs. Bonnet will be more or less affected by the spirit of chivalry.

A guy like Wilbur who has no chivalry at all deserves to die.

Wilbur disrespected the jousting, knowing that she had organized it.

Breaking the rules of the knight's jousting was equivalent to giving her a slap in the face and disrespecting her.

Not to mention that compared to Wilbur and compared to so many knights present, Mrs. Bonnet still had a better impression of Xu Siling.

It's not because she loves Wujiwu, or because her husband likes Xu Siling that she has a crush on Xu Siling.

But from beginning to end, the temperament brought by Xu Siling influenced her. Xu Siling was humble and polite, mature and stable, neither humble nor overbearing. Xu Siling had already won the favor of all the female nobles in the room.

Even if Xu Siling didn't do anything and just stood there quietly, everyone would be comfortable with him and find him pleasing to the eye.

Now everyone with a discerning eye knows that when the indifferent Xu Siling gets angry, Mrs. Bonnet will naturally favor Xu Siling more.

As for Wilbur?
It doesn't matter.

Not to mention John, looking at the kneeling Wilbur coldly was no different from looking at a dead person.

Seeing that Mrs. Bonnet ignored her plea for help, Mrs. Stein looked towards the stands on the other side in panic.

Blanche's skin was already almost pathologically white, and after seeing this bloody scene, it couldn't help but become even whiter.

Her heart was beating fast. She looked at Xu Siling's figure, and the feeling all over her body was indescribable.

Blanche hesitated after receiving Mrs. Stan's look begging for help.

As long as she is willing to open her mouth, Madame Bonnet cannot turn a blind eye and can only stop the contest.

But to be honest, she didn't want to help Mrs. Stan.

Although she didn't understand sword fighting, even she understood what Wilbur's sneak attack meant.

Nothing to do with chivalry.

If this sneak attack is really successful, then Xu Siling will be useless.

He could no longer walk upright normally.

Blanche has a good impression of Xu Siling from the bottom of her heart. The guilt caused by the resolution of the initial misunderstanding and her favorite temperament in Xu Siling have made it difficult for her to get rid of Xu Siling's influence in her mind.

But don't help Mrs. Stan. Blanche looked very embarrassed.

Just when Blanche was thinking about what to do, Mayfair helped her make a decision.

Mayfair's petite body suddenly moved in front of her. Although her body was small, it blocked Mrs. Stan's sight of asking for help.

Her young face was full of indifference.

After meeting Mrs. Stan's eyes, her blue eyes were full of contempt.

Then Mayfair slowly shook her head and said that you don't want Princess Blanche to help.

Mrs. Stan couldn't help but grit her teeth viciously and raised her eyes again to look at Blanche behind Mayfair.

Unexpectedly, Blanche had lowered her eyes and was no longer prepared to look at her again.

Doesn’t Mrs. Stan still understand what this means?

She was angry, watching her knight kneel down in front of Xu Siling, covered in blood, and there was nothing he could do!

No one among the nobles she was usually friends with was willing to raise her voice. Madame Bonnet didn't want to help her, and even Princess Blanche was unwilling to stop her!

She was shaking with rage, and she wanted to stop.

But anyone can stop it, but not her.

Everyone looked at Wilbur coldly.

The dead silence and silence in the duel field undoubtedly represented the behavior of supporting Xu Siling.

Xu Siling raised the tip of his sword and pointed it at the nose of Wilbur who was kneeling in front of him.

"pick it up."

"I asked you to pick it up, can't you hear me?"

Wilbur's body was not trembling, but his red pupils were still trembling.

He was so scared that he no longer dared to pick up the sword.

He knew very well that he was no match for Xu Siling.

And if his hands touch the two-handed sword, he will die.

Xu Siling stabbed his legs through the front because she was worried that he would escape.

Now he has almost no choice.

He can only pick up the sword and be killed by Xu Siling!
Do not!
I have other options!

But this choice made Wilbur's pupils tremble crazily.

In order to survive, he has no choice
His throat moved crazily, and he finally said that sentence several times in a row.

"Raya Knight."

"I lost."

"I, Wilbur, surrender to you."

The deathly silent duel field was filled with uproar when they heard Wilbur's words.

John was in the central stand. He snorted and shook his head without looking, and sat back in his seat.

The female noble looked at Wilbur with an expression full of contempt.

Even Mrs. Stan looked in disbelief. Her knight would actually surrender? !
On the battlefield, when the two armies fought, it was not without knights surrendering.

But jousting has been popular in France for more than a hundred years, and no one, a knight, has ever surrendered in a jousting tournament.

Wilbur's behavior is equivalent to making history. (End of chapter)