Imperial Crown

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With Savanna defeating Wami, the long-term gambling project of "Who can knock off Savanna's helmet" finally came to fruition.

Some people marveled at Savanna's beauty, some expressed regret for the wound on her face, and some complained that Savanna made them lose money.

Only not many people cared about Savanna's victory.

Wami felt ashamed and disappeared; Savanna didn't care about other people's comments.

So after a few days, the discussion about this game basically disappeared. After all, in the eyes of most people, this was just an ordinary game in the 6th round.

The schedule continued, Eric, who was promoted to the third level, successfully defeated the second-level opponent to advance, and the internal fight of the Fox family also decided the winner.

The most eye-catching match of the 6th round finally arrived, with A'Kori, representing Marquis Anthony, facing Baron Versacem of Snow Maple County.

With the match between Gul'dan and Omaha as a comparison, this duel attracted great attention before it even started, and some details were also revealed.

Baron Versacem, a three-star Void Knight of the third level; Baron A'Kori, a seven-star Life Knight of the third level.

The two were quite different in fighting spirit, and Versacem's performance was not as strong as A'Kori, so there was no suspense about the outcome.

But before the game, news leaked that Baron Versacem bought a third-level enchanted scimitar at a high price.

To be precise, it was a "pseudo" third level.

Because in essence, it is still only a second-level enchanted equipment, but it can exert the power of the third level by consuming the third-level magic core.

At most, it can be used 5-8 times, and the equipment itself will be scrapped because it cannot withstand the power of the third-level enchantment.

At the beginning, Heleti's sandstorm spear was of this type. Because it had not been used many times and could not be sold at a high price, it had been thrown into the warehouse by Raven to gather dust.

After all, the pseudo-third-level can also exert the power of the third-level, while Akori's wave blade giant sword is just an ordinary second-level. This comparison makes the situation a little confusing.

Since he had watched Gul'dan's game, Raven naturally could not favor one over the other. He came to the box to watch the game before the game, and several bigwigs were also there.

Archbishop Thomas still had the same calm look that had not changed for thousands of years, Earl Tyrone had a smile on his face, Montreal leaned on his chair, and Marquis Anthony also behaved quite calmly.

But judging from the empty wine glass that Anthony still held in his hand, he was not as calm as he looked.

Anthony was indeed a little nervous.

Gul'dan's performance before was too eye-catching. If Akori had a hard time in this game or lost, he would be embarrassed.

In fact, Anthony has begun to regret proposing to hold this competition these days.

Seeing Gul'dan's growing momentum and the Fox family's reputation starting to pick up, even if Akori can reach the top in the future, it will not cause too much of a blow to the Fox family.

But now, there is no possibility of stopping the game or letting Akori withdraw, which makes him feel even more unhappy.

Immersed in his own thoughts, Anthony didn't even hear the sound of the game starting.

Akori had already touched weapons with Versacem at this time.

Akori exclaimed: "What a good knife."

The scimitar in Versacem's hand is a dull black color that belongs to metal. It is about 60 cm long, with a thick back and a thin blade. The blade is as smooth as a mirror. The handle is almost as long as the blade. It is wrapped with Warcraft leather and has 3 holes. Now there are 3 black pearl-like magic cores embedded in it.

Wesacin stroked the blade with his fingers: "It is indeed a good blade."

"But you shouldn't use it against me, it will only waste its remaining life." Akori shook his head and chuckled: "As a border baron, it is not easy to buy such an expensive weapon, right?"

"You——!" Akori's arrogance made Wesacin's eyebrows stand up: "Don't worry, as long as I defeat you, I can make it back!"

The conflict between the two people can be seen by everyone without Ingra's explanation.

"Duel——Begin!"

As soon as Ingra finished speaking, Akori suddenly moved!

Since the start of the competition, in all six rounds of Akori's competition, this is the first time he has taken the initiative!

The dark green fighting spirit on the wave blade giant sword ignited, Akori leaned on the ground without any noble demeanor, his feet apart, his right hand holding the knife, and only his left hand was bent into claws and lying on the ground.

In the box, Anthony, who saw this scene, breathed a sigh of relief and put the wine glass on the table.

This is a warrior among the orcs, a special fighting method for tiger fighters, known as "hunting tactics" in the army.

Fighting with the orcs, Akori has learned a lot.

Don't waste unnecessary physical strength, but never underestimate your opponent!

The thick green life fighting spirit burst out from Akori, and he pounced forward and stopped, but the fighting spirit on his body turned into a tiger shape and rushed out suddenly.

Then he half-turned his body, exerted force on his legs and left hand at the same time, twisted his body and leaped up, and the wave blade giant sword slashed forward from behind, almost with the blade leading him to pounce on Vesasinn!

There was a tiger silhouette on the ground, and Akori pounced in the sky. Vesasinn seemed to have no choice but to dodge!

But he didn't think about dodging. Since he knew that his opponent was Akori, he had been prepared for a head-on confrontation.

Raven deliberately assigned him to Akori, trying to stop him - but so what? Since you want to win the championship, you will have to face a strong enemy sooner or later!

Chaos-colored void fighting energy enveloped Wesasin. On the handle of the scimitar in his hand, the first magic core shattered. The blade and his own fighting energy suddenly boiled. A strong vibration erupted, and circles of fighting energy rippled out.

"cut!"

Weisazin shouted loudly. Although there was no one in front of him, he still raised his scimitar and struck down!

Halfway through the cut, a crack appeared in front of the blade. The blade submerged, then suddenly appeared from mid-air, slashing Akori's chest from bottom to top!

This is the third-level combat skill "Splitting Sky". It can only be used within two meters of oneself, but with the blessing of this pseudo-third-level enchanted weapon, it has exceeded its limit!

There was nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air. Akori was about to hit the blade, but he didn't panic. He suddenly let go of his left hand holding the wave-edged giant sword and pressed it on.

Fighting energy burst out from the palm, which slightly blocked the advance of the blade, but also slowed down its own downward trend, making the movement look gentler.

But his gauntlet was still cut open by the sharp blade, blood spilled in the air, and the blade stagnated slightly. Taking this opportunity, Akori raised his knee and slammed into the spine of the blade, and the whole person fell from the air with the force of the reverse push.

At the same time, the green tiger figure on the ground had already rushed in front of Wei Saxin, and was cut off by Wei Saxin with a knife!

The first fight ended with Akori's left hand being injured.

"What a good knife." Dark green fighting energy poured into Akori's palm, and the blood stopped flowing: "It's a pity that you can't use it well."

"Once alive, twice cooked!" The second magic core shattered, and the rich fighting energy of the void enveloped Wesasin like a thick fog. Then he raised his feet and launched a sudden charge!

Akori rushed forward tit for tat, but just when the two were about to collide, Wesasin suddenly disappeared.

The sound of piercing the sky sounded behind Akori.

He turned around and raised his sword to block. The huge wave-edged sword collided with the scimitar, causing a flash of fire. The two people's eyes intertwined. Akori's fighting spirit shook and he pushed back the scimitar. The blade cut diagonally downwards and went straight to Weisazin's shoulder. , but only hit the air!

Wesasin's blade appeared behind Akori again and slashed down in the air.

Akori seemed to have eyes behind him. He knelt down on one knee and held the huge wave-blade sword behind his back. He resisted the blow forcefully. Then there was a light movement behind him, and the blade was already in front of him!

Time seemed to stand still, and Akori could see his own reflection on the blade.

But at this moment, he smiled!

He seemed to be back on the battlefield fighting the orcs. His mouth and nose were filled with the odor of the orcs' bodies and the smell of blood. There were enemies everywhere he could see.

No matter what dignity or demeanor, it doesn't matter. All he has to do is kill everyone who stands in his way, and then...

Live!

He exerted all his strength and rolled sideways in a graceless manner, but still did not completely avoid it. The knife penetrated his left shoulder, cutting through the shoulder armor and arm armor, and then emerged from the elbow, and the golden armor was blown away in two parts. The block fell to the ground with a clang.

Akori rolled over and stood up, his left arm dripping with blood.

Weisazin was breathing heavily, and the fighting energy in his body had begun to become thinner.

"Baron Wesasin used the third-level combat skill 'Void Shuttle' three times in a row. Even with the help of a third-level enchanted scimitar, it obviously consumed a lot of energy. Although Baron Akori was injured by this, his fighting energy consumption was not small. More, his life fighting energy can also heal his own injuries!"

"Baron Wessassin... can you still hold on?!"

This is also the question of all spectators, because now the situation on the field has been reversed!

This is the first time people have seen such crazy Akori.

He is like a crazy monster, without any restraint or elegance that a noble should have, and almost every part of his body is used as a weapon!

Head, fists, elbows, knees, feet, and if he hadn't been wearing a helmet, there's no doubt he would have used his teeth.

Wesasin was gritting his teeth to parry. He had no other thoughts in his mind. He was just following Akori's rhythm by instinct. He would block the opponent's sword, punch when the opponent raised his elbow, and raise the opponent's knee when he bumped into it. foot!

In the fierce fight, the fighting spirit collided, the air blades flew everywhere, holes were torn into the ground, and even the walls of the spectator seats became riddled with holes!

Akori's momentum is getting more and more fierce, more and more fierce!

That ruthless spirit frightens everyone. If you accidentally encounter the extraordinary look in his eyes, you will unconsciously activate your own fighting spirit, for fear that he will target you!

If given a choice, Vesassin would never drive Akori to such madness.

He was beginning to feel tired. Although he tried his best to block every slash from the wave-blade giant sword, Akori's fists, knees, and elbows still caused the armor on his body to begin to deform, and waves of dull pain continued to hit him. Come!

He was about to be suppressed to death!

But Wesasin was not here to admit defeat when he stood in this arena.

He has tasted enough of failure!

Perhaps the outside world has long forgotten that as a third-level knight, he was defeated by Raven, a mage, in a knight's duel.

But Wessassin remembers it clearly.

Every time he dreamed about it at midnight, he would be awakened by the humiliation and unwillingness!

He wants to win the championship not only to take revenge on Raven, but also to give an explanation to his self-esteem so that he can sleep peacefully!

"ah--!!!"

Wesassin roared, and his nearly dried-up Dou Qi suddenly burst out, and he slashed Akori with a fierce blow, forcing him to retreat several steps.

Taking this opportunity, he shattered the last third-level magic core on the hilt!

Akori looked around vigilantly, and there was no blade that suddenly appeared, but he suddenly felt a huge suction force.

On the blade in Wesassin's hand, the rich void Dou Qi turned into a vortex, as if to swallow up everything around it!

On the broken ground, dust and sand rose into the air, and were swallowed by the Dou Qi vortex. Akori himself was inevitably pulled by this force. Even if his feet stood still, he was still pulled by the force. He wanted to retreat, but he couldn't take a step at all!

The Dou Qi armor on his body was also pulled by the vortex, turning into dots of starlight and constantly being sucked into it.

"This is a third-level combat skill, Sky Devouring!" Ingra's voice became excited: "With the assistance of a third-level weapon, even Baron Akori, who is also a third-level, can hardly resist it!"

"If the stalemate continues and Baron Akori's fighting spirit is devoured, he can only admit defeat; but if he chooses to attack, all his movements will be deformed under this devouring power, and he will just be courting death!"

Wesasi has seen the dawn of victory!

However, he could not see any panic in Akori's eyes, let alone any regret before failure.

Akori suddenly moved, waving the wave blade giant sword, the target was not Wesasi, but himself!

The fighting spirit on his body faded, and the giant sword wrapped in fighting spirit suddenly cut into his breastplate!

The breastplate was cut open with a sound of metal cracking that made people's teeth ache, and then torn into two halves by the suction force, whistling out and swallowed by the dark vortex.

Before Visasinn could figure out what the other party was doing, Akori repeated his old trick and cut open his leg armor, leaving only a soft cloth armor lining.

"Baron Akori, this is to break free from the suction of the Sky Devouring Slash by reducing your own weight! Decisive decision!"

Visasinn also saw this point. Although he was not completely sure, he slowly raised the heavy blade - he couldn't wait any longer!

At this moment, Akori suddenly let go, and the wave blade giant sword also flew out of his hand.

He actually abandoned his weapon!

Then, he pulled back!

Visasinn, who had not yet accumulated enough power, had no choice but to swing his sword!

The chaotic-colored sword light whistled out, and everything that was sucked in before was sprayed out at this moment, the broken and twisted armor, the gravel that was pressed into gravel, each of which had the same killing power as a crossbow arrow!

Akori's fighting spirit ignited again, and he punched and kicked, smashing every fragment that attacked him. He then aimed at the direction and turned sideways, passing by the chaotic sword light!

Clank.

The scimitar fell to the ground, and Wesasi also knelt on the ground, no longer having the strength to move his fingers.

He raised his head and looked at Akori who was walking slowly, with confusion in his eyes: "...Why?"

Why did I make all the preparations, and for this game, I spent more than 6,700 gold coins to purchase a pseudo-third-level enchanted weapon, but still couldn't win! ?

Obviously, Akori was at a disadvantage several times!

"You rely too much on the scimitar in your hand."

Akori put his hands in his pockets and said lightly:

"But you forget that the power of a weapon comes from the person who uses it."

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