I just covet their strength

Chapter 268: I said it before, you are the challenger

The great knight, who exuded a heavy aura, came in front of Westhead and snorted coldly:

"I will be the agent of Jinquan Territory in this trial by combat."

"Imperial, is this what you wish for?"

"[Sword of Rock], is there no stronger opponent?"

Westhead knew all the great knights of the Kingdom of Eternal Mist and could see through his opponent's weaknesses at a glance.

A Grand Knight with an extremely steady and solid fighting style. In terms of strength, he is at the bottom of the Grand Knights' sequence, but he has a lot of experience and is one of the oldest Grand Knights in existence.

These are not the key points. The key point is that Lao Deng is a human supremacist.

Although the entire Kingdom of Yonglan is human supremacist, [Sword of Rock] is considered extreme among the Yonglan Knights and cannot tolerate anything of impure bloodline.

I want to die as soon as I see it, I have to take a picture immediately.

"Mr. Brolet!"

When Lyonette saw the great knight standing up, he shouted excitedly:
"Thank you very much."

For a knight lord who values ​​his honor, once he is challenged to a trial by combat, he cannot refuse. To avoid a duel would be labeled a coward.

But it is really difficult to let a non-legendary fight against a legend. It is really better to have a great knight to support you.

"It doesn't matter. This is also my own obsession."

Brolet waved his hand, looking past Westhead and towards Myvana, his eyes flashing with disgust and hatred.

"You born evil beastman, I will kill you now..."

"Race Knights, huh!?"

Westhead interrupted and pointed:

“If you don’t have taste, if you don’t have inclusiveness, if you can’t embrace diversity, then that’s where your pattern is.”

Due to the deep-rooted fanatical ideology of the Kingdom of Yonglan, the orcs transformed by Hellenandike are no different from ordinary people, and can even be said to be weapons against Chaos, but they suffer discrimination because of their unnatural birth.

Westhead, on the other hand, was not affected by these ideas at all. He only knew that girls with animal ears were cute.

People who don’t like girls with animal ears are destined to live a relatively failed life!

Brolet lowered his eyelids and said slowly:

"No matter what you say, in the end it all depends on strength."

"So, the duel has begun?"

Westhead tilted his head slightly and sneered.

At this point, everyone recognizes that trial by combat is a sacred tradition that has been passed down for a long time in the Kingdom of Yonglan, and even the most frivolous people will not interfere.

Therefore, whether it was Myvana, Resia and others from the Dusk Lords, or Uther, Mephis and other knight lords, they all retreated silently, leaving the vast snowfield as the arena for the two sides to fight.

"call--"

Brolet took a step forward, and a heat wave that distorted the space rose from his heavy armor. The knight's momentum immediately soared! The strong sense of presence almost turned into a tangible flame wave, and even the ice and snow under his feet were sublimated in an instant.

[Rhythm of Warfare], as one of the core skills of the Knight's Path, is naturally activated at the beginning of the battle. For the Yonglan Knight, it is as natural as breathing.

[Sword of Rock] He lifted up the giant sword as heavy as a door panel, and the brewing magic power attached to the blade, rippling out dark ripples.

Brolett looked at Westhead, who still showed no signs of nervousness, and said coldly:
“Young man, you may be talented enough to become a legend without any obstacles, but you should know that there are gaps between legends.”

"Ah, I quite agree with you on that point."

Westhead nodded happily. The gap between the legendary and heavenly ranks was indeed huge, because the legendary was just a ticket to true transcendence. If the previous ranks were limited by the extraordinary path, then the legendary would unlock the limiter. How strong you can be depends entirely on your own performance.

In extreme cases, the gap between legends is even greater than that between legendary and non-legendary extraordinary people.

Westhead raised his index finger and raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"Let me tell you right away, you are the challenger."

"You don't know how to live or die!"

Brolett snorted coldly and no longer intended to speak to Westhead.

The great sword was raised, the knees were slightly lowered, and the figure of the great knight was as still as a sculpture.
"【Unwarranted Attack】? It seems that Old Bro is really pissed off."

The spectators at the rear saw Brolet's stance and immediately recognized the way forward.

This is a starting combat skill similar to the sword-drawing slash. It can only be used at the beginning of the battle, and it requires a long period of accumulation of power.

Such harsh conditions of use will of course result in terrifying power, which can gather all the strength and burst out in an instant, even delivering a blow that exceeds the current strength.

When this sword is swung in a duel, the winner is decided when the difference between the two sides is not much.

"What is Lord Qinghui's response? Hmm. What is he doing?"

Mevis crossed his arms and looked at Brolet's opponent, his originally playful eyes dulled for a moment.

Westhead held [Shadow Life] in reverse and gently waved the bright red blade on his arm a few times, leaving a few wounds. The recovery of [Withered Glory Yang] did not conflict with [Cursed Source Blood], but he still deliberately suppressed the recovery effect, letting the blood drip down his arm to stimulate the [Cursed Source Blood] to take effect.

Then he stretched out a finger in Brolet's direction.

that's it.

"He's not going to interrupt, nor dodge, and is just going to take the [Unwarranted Attack]?"

"And it was a bare-handed block."

"It's crazy."

One knight sneered, "Lord Qinghui has had a smooth journey, I guess he's not in his right mind anymore."

"Brolet seems to have no mercy on the victim. He will chop the victim's head off. If the victim is rescued in time, he can still survive. If the injury is too serious..."

"If he dies, he dies. In a duel, life and death are determined by fate. Do you really have to hold back just because he's a foreigner?"

The country of Yonglan does not have a tradition of benefiting foreigners or giving special treatment to outsiders. It would be more accurate to say that it is somewhat xenophobic.

"It looks like this trial by combat will end soon due to Lord Qinghui's negligence."

Uther turned around and gave instructions to his students:
"Remember, even a lion will go all out to fight a rabbit. Let alone an opponent of the same rank, even if you are facing an enemy that is much weaker than you, you must be extremely focused."

Rafati frowned and said, "Lord Uther, I don't think Lord Qinghui should be so arrogant. Are you still not sure?"

Uther: "A professional knight must be brave enough to make judgments! How can I lose when [Wuwang] hits my face?! I can't lose, okay? Even if this attack can't defeat Lord Qinghui, it can at least injure him severely."

Just as the Black Knight was giving instructions to his apprentices, Brolet's power finally ended.

He swung the giant sword, and the moment he moved, the snow under his feet was shattered, and the spider-web-like cracks spread hundreds of meters, and the giant sword that had accumulated power to the extreme also accelerated in a flash and came in front of Westhead. Lord Qinghui seemed to have no reaction at all, motionless like a sculpture, and only when Brolet slashed the giant sword did he meet the deep purple eyes.

"Bam—"

The clear sound waves spread across the sky like ripples, creating ripples in the space that were visible to the naked eye.

The expected violence did not result in trampling Westhead. Instead, the great knight who had stirred up a storm of white dust and sharp blades stopped his charge.

To be precise, it was not that it wanted to stop, but was forced to stop. The roar and surging collision, the extremely heavy sword, all disappeared in front of Westhead's index finger.

It was as if the silence button was pressed, and after a moment of impact, the world was silent.

"boom--"

The full-strength attack from the [Sword of Rock] was blocked by Westhead's fingers, and the heavy blade just pressed lightly on the tip of his index finger.

Inertia was also severely insulted, and the heavy-armored knight stopped his charge almost the moment he touched Westhead. There was only a dull bang, and the huge wave-like shock wave came to an abrupt end.

Brolet's body continued to twist, and the plowed ground under his feet creaked, but he was unable to move the slender and weak fingers in front of him at all.

All the efforts made were useless in front of that index finger, as if the knight who launched the destructive attack was the one who was overestimating his own abilities.

Westhead smiled playfully, raised his eyebrows, and said:

"That's it?"

"impossible!!!"

Brolet's terrified roar echoed through the snow, and continued to spread:
"How could you possibly do this?! How could you take it so lightly!?"

It was expected that Brolet could accept Lord Qinghui's attempt to neutralize the attack, block it with his sword, chant a very mysterious spell to dissipate the force of the charge, or rely on some hidden protective measures.

But none of that.

Westhead simply raised his finger and then bowed himself.

There was no response worth mentioning. It was just force against force, pure force, unadulterated force, overwhelming force.

Lord Qinghui, who extended his index finger, looked nonchalant. He was clearly looking up at the other person, and his eyes were clearly looking down mercilessly at the ant who tried to challenge him.

"Why not?"

Westhead spoke, and gently bent his index finger that caught the giant sword. The tall and burly [Sword of Rock] was instantly suppressed by unimaginable brute force, and his knees sank uncontrollably, and finally he knelt on the ground trembling.

"Boom-"

"How dare you make this old man kneel down!?"

Brolet's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at Westhead with an expression of extreme surprise.

The flawless young man with black hair and purple eyes, who looked like he had walked out of a fairy tale, smiled slightly and bowed his head.
"【Sword of Rock】. You may have always been proud of your own strength. Few people in the world can achieve the position of a great knight, but this does not give you the confidence to speak so arrogantly in front of me."

"You are just an ordinary person who was born in an era without me."

Crit!

Brolet's old face turned red to the extreme, and the proud knight could not stand this. He roared, put down the huge sword in his hand, and rushed towards Westhead.

"Boom-"

He was greeted with a knee strike. There was a horrifying sound of bones cracking accompanied by a wave of air shock. Brolet's abdomen and half of his armor were shattered in an instant, while [Sword of Rock] opened his eyes wide and let out a muffled groan, obviously unable to believe the pain he was suffering.

"!!!"

The spectators who witnessed this scene were completely stunned. Mivana and Leshia were fine as they had long been transformed into Westhead's die-hard fans. Nothing the latter did was surprising to them and they just cheered.

But the Yonglan Knights were silent, as they were totally unable to comprehend Westhead's terrifying strength.

He took the Great Knight's [Unwarranted Attack] head-on, but was stunned by the counterattack. Will he be executed next?
A great knight - even though he was old and weak, he was still a well-known figure in the Kingdom of Yonglan, and he was beaten to his knees like this!

"Well, that's it."

Although there was no sound of wingspan yet, being stared at by countless surprised eyes greatly satisfied Westhead's vanity.

He dared to challenge a group of great knights, of course he was not crazy, but came to the conclusion after careful consideration.

If Westhead had not shared the [Cursed Blood], he would have been more low-key and humble. But now that he has obtained the T0-level combat talent he has always coveted, he will not pretend. I want to beat ten of them!

You must know that the superposition of T0 talents is not as simple as addition, but a multiplication calculation!

What Westhead is holding now is a fusion of the templates of [Withered and Flourishing Dragon King] and [Heaven Devouring Wave]! He also has to add his original legendary template - although the head of the Qinghui family cannot reach the boundary of T0, it is not a big problem to be rated as T1.

Super adaptable physique, incredible endurance, all-round attribute enhancements, and the characteristic of becoming more courageous as the battle goes on. Even if you don't take into account those special powers, just looking at Westhead's physical fitness, there is a cold numerical beauty.

There is another more crucial factor.

After the separation of gods and mortals, the limiters of the legendary celestial rank were also lifted. In the past, the gods would only open stable and controllable paths in order to control the energy levels of the mortal world, so the strength of the legendary celestial rank was improved in a restrained manner.

The extraordinary people have become accustomed to drawing strength from the regular path, but in fact, in this era, they can grow wildly. No one dares to be sure of this without trying, but Westhead has been climbing and growing at all costs like a sponge since the first day of his promotion to legend.

[Dragon Soul Furnace] also gave him the capital to act recklessly. Westhead had never thought about following the Tao from the beginning.

In a sense, Westhead was the first person to prepare for the new version.

Perhaps later, when everyone has adapted to this version, their strength will improve by leaps and bounds, and a large number of legends and even those who surpass legends will emerge.

But at least at this stage, Westhead has completely surpassed his development and is undoubtedly the undisputed number one.

While he is in a dominant position, he naturally has to do his best. Westhead would not do such a stupid thing as wasting the advantageous period.

"Cough! Cough cough cough."

Brolet, kneeling on the ground, kept spitting out blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and forced himself to stand up.

"Oh, you don't want to admit defeat? Do you want to continue fighting?"

Westhead looked at the [Sword of Rock] and said calmly:
"Now apologize for your racist remarks and swear not to regard Twilight Territory as an enemy anymore, and I will spare you."

"Pooh!"

Brolit spat and roared:
"Spare me? Compromise with the orc bastards? Who are you insulting? I would rather die in this duel than give up my will to wipe out all the inhuman filth!"

Westhead sighed and shook his head.

".Really, I gave you a chance. Since you insist, then..."

As the words fell, Westhead delivered a fierce elbow.

"as you wish."

(End of this chapter)