Kingdom’s Bloodline

Chapter 557: Emperor Wind

"That is to say, the skills taught by the Termination Tower can be divided into eight categories?"

Thiers squinted in confusion.

He had also heard from Wyatt before that there were countless martial art heritages in the Tower of Termination.

"Not really."

Mallos firmly said:

"Of course, the eight pulses of the end represent eight different ideas and styles, but just like the power of the end, even the practitioners of the same branch are often very different. There are a few elites who have unlimited pulses. Complement each other. "

Taylor recalled the Terminator students he knew.

"In this way, in the centuries after the end of the war, the legacy of the terminal tower spread throughout the world through their students. In the professors and discussions, choose new and die, and weed out the weak and stay strong."

On the training ground, Nehy's sword light directly took the key, driving Toledo into a lot of misery.

Mallos nodded slightly for this sword, and the story continues:

"Nehsi came from a small family of blade leaders. In **** years, they moved to the central collar to avoid war, and sent Nehsi to the terminal tower for further training a few years later."

"As you can see, his swordsmanship is a typical style of the 'flash'. This branch believes in quickness and unbreakability. It pays attention to speed and time, swiftness and effectiveness, and often makes quick decisions.

The prince nodded, but always felt that something was wrong.

"By the way, a long time ago, your uncle Prince Horace, the sword of retrospective, was also a student of this vein."

Shocked in his mind, Taylor thought of the story of the second uncle.

The former second prince who was known for his bravery but was trapped under the fortress and stunned by Lehman's mouth.

Maybe it was not interrupted by the Duke anymore, Mallorse replied to the past ease, sat down comfortably, and dueled in the commentary:

"The power of Nehsi's ending is called" Sunblade Reincarnation ", and he has been known for the speed that is most important in the" Flash "pulse."

In front of him, Toledo was too late to dodge, and finally unavoidable, he shook the opponent's mighty sword and lost his balance.

Nehsi did not chase after victory, but took a step back without hesitation, the sword rose again, and the style changed, as if he had to show his life in front of the noble.

Majoros looked at Nehsi, who was immature, but not as imposing:

"And he is extremely talented and has a high spirit. In addition to his flash sword style, he has also studied the skills of both 'Storm' and 'Sinfulness', taking his strength and killing."

"The achievements of today ’s Nehhi pioneers were achieved: the sword flickered as fast as light, and they started to make moves in one go. If the cold wave and snowfall came, the victory would be successful with one blow."

Tyers frowned, and in the senses of hell, he found that Nesh was shining with golden flashes, just like the sun.

"Coupled with the wild style and occasional creative ideas, Nehsi's offensive strength is no less than the offensive and defensive faction, the subtle moves are not weaker than the tactical faction, the killing efficiency is no less than the practical trend, and it is absolutely absolute in the super class. The pinnacle is even higher than most top-tier super-advanced players. "

"If it is better than offense and meets some extreme masters, it may be a battle."

Thiels was surprised.

He knew where Nehy's youth and pride came from.

"It is said that before he returned home from work, he had arrogantly defeated every one of the insiders of the" Flash "pulse, and proudly gave up the recommended place for seed selection-you know, that was recognition of strength."

It is for this reason that he will be rejected by the Royal Guard of the Termination Tower.

Majoros sighed:

"If you put your heads on the right hand, now in the Mindice Hall, few people can really handle him."

The watchman changed his arms and looked at the subordinates who were fighting endlessly, but his eyebrows were slightly tightened:

"The most rare thing is that Nehsi also has many allies that masters can't wait for-years."

"He is incredibly young, he is still making progress, and his future is limitless."

There will be a day when the extreme can be achieved.

Thinking of this, Mallorce shook his head almost imperceptibly.

It's just a pity ...

Tyers stared at Nehy's immature face and his superb skill that was not commensurate with his age.

Is he twenty years old?

Right now, Nehsi's offensive is booming again!

Toledo flickered away again a seemingly dangerous sword, the blade of his hand crumbling.

So, the temple disciples in history, the end swordsmen now ...

Watching the battle in front of him, Taylor suddenly stopped.

Finally, he noticed something wrong.

"However, if the gist of the flash is a quick decision, a one-strike victory."

Thiels turned his head, his face questioned:

"Why until now ..."

"Toledo hasn't lost yet?"

Mallos glanced at Taylors, his mouth slightly tilted.

There seems to be a smile.

But Taylor, who has been with him for a long time, knows the answer only by seeing this detail.

"Enough is enough," Mallos turned back and ordered loudly:

"Toledo!"

At the moment the voice fell, Toledo's footsteps were alive!

Boom.

At that moment, Taylor felt only a turbulence in the sin of Hell in his body.

I saw that Toledo was still in shape and his momentum had changed!

Huh!

He cut out a knife.

Unobtrusive.

Elegant movements and solemn gestures.

Come face-to-face with the sword of Nehsis!

At the same moment, Nehy's face changed.

clang!

The swords intersect, the two flutter together!

Toledo groaned as he took the blow.

But this time, although he was in a disadvantage, he did not back down.

On the contrary, Nehsi's offensive was stagnant, as if he had hit an iron plate, and the next sword needed to be retracted and retracted in order to stab it.

Taylor was surprised, and restarted looking at Nech's opponents.

He knew that Toledo was once in command of the wing and was the most trusted person in Mallorce-really not covered?

"Toledo was born in Eternal Star City, and he is longer than the central collar."

Mallos faintly said:

"Their three generations haven't changed their surnames before. They are one of the illustrious Seven Stars. They are the second sons of the Talding family of the" Knock Out Blade ". The ancestors even have the bloodline of the royal princess.

Talding.

Hearing at the familiar last name, Taylor moved.

"In his early years, Tole had the opportunity to serve as a knight apprentice and serve one of the strongest masters of the former Royal Guard-Lord Conrad Tony. He was trained under his Majesty and listened to his instruction. Benefit a lot ... "

Former Royal Guard, Conrad Tony.

With a movement in his heart, Thiels caught this seemingly familiar name.

On the training ground, Nehshi, who was interrupted by the offensive, seemed a little embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth and progressed, and the power of the end shone again, bringing the sword wind to the ground in one second, and the offensive was unprecedented!

Mallorse's words were mixed: "... so that the foundation is solid, the consciousness is complete, the moves are stable, and the defense is flawless."

But Toledo is like an iron-cast city wall. With a horizontal blade like a push, a few shocking steps, he cut Nehi's life-threatening sword into a blunt force and skillfully released it.

Also blocked the opponent's second strike route.

The metal clashes, and Nehy returns without a response.

But Toledo still stood still, taking root and did not fight back.

Tyers watched his pace and saw that he was calm and calm when he encountered a fast break, only to benefit a lot.

"If anyone in the Xinghu Guards can restrain Nehsi by relying on moves and style alone, it must be Toledo-he is one of the most reliable messengers in the command wing before being transferred to the Mindice Hall. "

Mallos slightly moved:

"Do not seek merit, but undefeated. Although Toledo has only learned a little fur on his defense and cannot reproduce the **** storm of the 'Thousand Blades Knights', this is enough."

Thousand blade knight,

"A thousand blades?"

Thiels wondered:

"What's the nickname?"

Maybe I felt that I had lost face in front of the prince, Nehsi was annoyed for a while, and the sword came out again!

But Thales saw it: he was uneasy, and under anxious attack, the sword pursued the ultimate speed, but his power was slightly reduced.

After getting through the initial misery, Toledo, who was accustomed to his opponent, became more watertight and more relaxed.

"Thousand Blades."

Mallos slowly said, with a touch of memory in his tone:

"Listen to Captain Adrian, long ago, Lord Tony escorted Prince Horace to the Termination Tower. He had a relationship with the famous" Gray Sword Guard "who was also in his prime and later became famous."

Termination Tower, Grey Sword Guard.

Thales jumped to his heart, and he heard Wyatt talking about that term.

"No one knows how they played against each other."

The watchman's gaze was sharp:

"But after that meeting, Gray Jianwei's private emotions and comments finally flowed out of the termination tower and passed back to the stars."

Thiels saw that Mallos was respectful and serious, but he uttered something unusual, both in terms of grammar and words.

"An ancient sword cannot escape its sheath."

"Seal Qian Qian, what is evil?"

Mallorse's voice dropped and he was lost in thought, and Taylor frowned.

Can't escape its sheath.

Sealed Thousand Blades?

Thales worked hard to take advantage of the grammatical knowledge of various languages ​​refined in recent months.

This should ... compare Tony to a scabbard.

Then compare the warriors in the world to swords?

So is Tony able to conceal thousands of blades and subdue countless masters in an incredible way like a scabbard?

Thiels scratched his head.

Then Tony should also be a "sword sheath knight".

What kind of ghost gray sword guard, do you boast about being so literary?

So that everyone couldn't understand and nicknamed Tony blind?

Thiels shook his head, not thinking about extra things:

"So, Toledo's style of play is defensive and specializes in 'flash' sword style?"

"Is it another style in the End of the Eight Veins?"

Speaking of which, Mallorce's eyes moved.

In the field, Nehsi couldn't make it for a long time, and became more and more anxious. He had to take a few steps to take a break, and his face was already sweating.

Toledo became even more indifferent, and even made an invitation to the sword, which was quite a bit of Mallor's irony.

"Since you are familiar with the classics, Your Highness."

On the sidelines, the watchman stared at Taylor:

"Did you know that in the thousands of years of glorious history, what is the strongest opponent, the greatest threat, and the most inescapable struggle of the Knights Temple?"

Thales froze slightly, not because of the problem, but because he felt:

At this moment, Mallorse was extremely serious, his eyes burning.

It was almost as innocent as the surface was, he was indifferent, but he was disdainful, and his character was dark. He likes the captain who he hates most every day.

Thiels turned his head and looked at the two opponents who were temporarily separated and took a short break.

The strongest opponent of the temple ...

He knew that the Knights Temple was eventually destroyed by the disaster.

but……

In the training ground, Nehsi and Toledo swords faced each other, their eyes met, and there was only an opponent in his eyes for a while, and he seemed to forget that the prince was still watching the battle.

They regained the momentum of the showdown and are preparing for the next professor.

Facing Mallorce's somber eyes, Tyles turned his face slowly and spit out a word slowly:

"empire."

The watchman's pupils narrowed.

At that moment, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere calmed down for the word.

Until Nehsi yelled, the offensive resumed!

During the metal clashes, Taylor took a deep breath and continued:

"It is true that thousands of years ago, in order to end the troubled world in search of peace, many Ranger knights had gathered under His Majesty Komora Carloser, and he went to the North to battle with him to open up territories.

"The strong foundation of the ancient empire."

Thiels suddenly remembered a long time ago in the pub in Caslan where Putila and Campida were arguing about the Empire and the North.

Things are not human.

The prince returned to reality:

"But after the troubled times are unified and peace comes."

"These martial arts knights are superb, showy, and scattered all over the place ..."

"And the lofty knight temple that is regarded as the spiritual hometown by hundreds of thousands of people, with a hundred echoes, armed hands, and independence ..."

Thales statement slightly cold:

"It replaced the original enemies and opponents, and became the discordant voice in the boundless world."

"Recognized as a glaring threat by those in power in the courts of the ancient empire."

Mallos refocused on the battle, where Nehsi couldn't beat, Toledo was not better, but his eyes were gradually frozen.

Taylor recalled the stories he had seen, and sighed a little:

"Historically, the fate of the Knights Temple has been synchronized with the rise and fall of the Empire."

"Under the weight of the imperial power and the legion's conquest, they have suffered many times and collapsed several times."

"But he has repeatedly stubbornly left the tinder and rebuilt it during the turmoil of the empire."

Thiels sighed:

"So, the greatest enemy of the ancient knights' temple was nothing else."

He fixedly looked at Mallorce:

"It's the empire itself."

Mallos also looked back at Taylors, his eyes obscure.

After watching him for a long time, the watchman finally nodded.

Accepted the prince's answer.

clang!

Nehsi and Toledo fight again!

They both fluttered and retreated, panting.

Nehhi's eyes looked resentful, and it seemed to be a real fire.

"But what you don't know is ..."

Mallos groaned as he watched the battle again:

"At the same time, under the Tianma Throne, the legions of knights directly under the emperor went through a series of expeditions, endless wars of rebellion, obtaining troops and guards, and focusing on collectiveness and discipline."

Immediately under the emperor, legion knight.

Tyler frowned.

The eyes of the watchman gradually became sharper:

"So, under the loyalty to the emperor, the worship of the empire, and the absolute obedience to the army ..."

"More in the expectation of Tianma Throne and in the dark battle with competitors ..."

"They generalize their martial arts style into a unique style, which is far away from the Knights Temple."

Thales froze slightly.

Majoros stared at the knife in Toledo's hand:

"Or Chiang Kai-shek is peaceful, thick and elegant. Or boldly generous and powerful. Or self-sufficient, simple and simple. Or tough and firm, tenacious.

The watchman's words carried unspeakable power, and even Thales sat up unknowingly.

"With the official recognition and support of the Empire, the genre of these legionnaire knights quickly developed and everyone followed suit and spread the world."

"In the end, it became the orthodox empire, and stood against the high-ranking‘ temple disciples ’in court, without falling into the wind.”

Fight against the Knights Temple, Chamber ...

Thiers thought about the meaning of this sentence, and re-examined the two duel.

Nehhi's eyes changed, the sword fluttered, and the power of the end gathered like never before, just for the next attack.

Toledo, with a scimitar, swarmed and converged, ready to resist everything possible.

The confrontation between the two gradually increased.

"Thousands of years have passed ..."

Mallorse's words are calm, but there are emotions that are somewhat unclear:

"The temple rises and falls, cycling between destruction and reconstruction, the empire rises and falls, and it continues to decay and inspire."

He looked up and looked at the gloomy sky, showing a bit of loss:

"And the changes in martial arts and extraordinary powers have also grown and gone in these two great schools. In the battles of countless talented warriors and warriors and swordsmen, you come and go, and there are exciting and exciting—existing competition duels. There is no shortage of war adventures, and when I hear the sword and sword, I also see the spears arguing. "

Mallos faintly said:

"That was the golden age of the Cavaliers, the most brilliant and dazzling in the legend."

Golden age.

Thales didn't speak, and it seemed to taste the weight contained in this sentence.

For some reason, he remembered the embarrassing look of Tampa, the owner of the "My Home" tavern, when he was talking about "The Age of Mercenaries" while he was still in the Razor Tooth Camp.

"Until the end of battle ... changed everything."

Mallorse closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief:

"The temple was destroyed and the empire fell."

In the field, Nehxi's accumulated offensive finally reached the extreme, with the progress of a flash of aftermath, he cut out a sword of light!

Toledo sighed angrily, and also stepped forward, preparing for iron-to-iron!

Just then.

"enough!"

Mallos sang coldly:

"So far!"

Ding!

Nesi's sword and Toledo's scimitar, two weapons staggered across the air.

They lost their momentum with this call, they both vented their strength and fell weakly.

The two confronted stopped at a long distance and looked at each other.

"Go and rest."

The watchman said lightly.

A few seconds later, the obedience to the order crossed the incitement, and the two breathed out together, gathered their weapons, and bowed to the prince.

Thiers applauded, saluting them respectfully.

"In this way, the Tinder Remnants left by the Knights Temple are all returned to the Tower of Termination.

Mallos looked at Nech's back, slightly out of focus, but his eyes quickly refocused and turned to Taylor.

"The imperial sword of the empire, with the banner of the King of Renaissance, with the descendants of the lone army of the empire, in the new kingdom, strive to regain its strength."

The watchman fixedly looked at Taylor.

"As a knight martial art that can't be more orthodox since the beginning of the Empire, it has been passed down to the knight heritage and court training of the Kingdom of the Stars, telling about the majesty of the throne and the prosperity of the legion."

"Toledo and the Knight of the Thousand Blades are examples of them."

Taylor felt the other's seriousness at the moment and nodded slowly.

"Hundreds of years, the masters of the stars have worked hard to study and teach carefully, so that the ancient inheritance will go further in the hands of future generations and keep up with the pulse of the times."

"And you have been practicing sword racks and sword styles in these months, including the demanding 'Knight Seventeen Swords'."

Thiers remembered a few months of training that were very different from those in the North, and suddenly realized.

Mallos exhaled, fading away, and slowly returned to him who was light and windy.

"On this day, this equally ancient martial art genre, which has a long history but is faintly opposed to the Tower of Termination ..."

"It corresponds to the 'Temple' and was named by rigorous scholars--"

At that moment, the watchman murmured and said softly:

"Imperial Wind."

Hearing nothing outside the window, he only wrote the book of abuse.

(End of this chapter)