This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu didn't have time to think about it, so he saw Scathach walking in front of him, looked at him for a while, and then nodded slightly, "I came here for training so early, and I haven't been disappointed."

"I also want to try the spear skill I performed yesterday." An Zhiyu said, "I want to make sure whether it is luck or not."

Last night, he talked with Skaha about the must-hit magic gun. It stands to reason that the magic power should not be exhausted after throwing it once. After all, he is a white dragon and has sufficient magic power.

It's impossible for Morgan to absorb all his magic power after that night, right?

"What gun skill?" Arturia wiped the sweat from her forehead, and walked to An Zhiyu's side.

Yesterday she was still indifferent to An Zhiyu, but after hearing the conversation between An Zhiyu and Skaha just now, she looked like a little girl who was tempted by food, her eyes were full of interest.

An Zhiyu was eager to reconcile with this stupid hairy king as soon as possible, so he immediately explained: "Simply put, it is an attack that cannot be avoided."

"An unavoidable attack?" Artoria repeated, and the light in her eyes became a little brighter.

"Can I try it?" Her voice sounded full of expectation.

An Zhiyu hesitated, "It's very dangerous, if you can't avoid it, you may be seriously injured."

"It's normal to get injured during sparring, and I'm mentally prepared for this," Artoria said.

An Zhiyuxin said that if I hurt you, Sister Morgan would probably peel off my skin.

Seeing An Zhiyu shaking his head again, Morgan Le Fay looked around and suddenly said, "Shall I call Agguiwen to cooperate with you?"

An Zhiyu: "..."

"Forget it, he's still busy with political affairs, it's better not to disturb him." An Zhiyu refused.

"What about the other children? Can I just ask one to come over and do experiments with you?"

"Are they guinea pigs?!" An Zhiyu finally couldn't help complaining.

"Let me do it," Arturia said, "My intuition is quite strong, you can try it."

Why is this dumb-haired king so stubborn?

"Let her try it. I will protect her if it is necessary."

An Zhiyu was considering whether to use the power of the king to make Lily give up this dangerous idea, but at this moment he heard Scathach's voice.

Scatha is the Artoria whom she met in the garden earlier. After the two had a brief chat for a while, she admired this tenacious girl very much, so she invited her to the training ground for a "discussion" .

The result did not disappoint her, this girl is indeed a very good seedling.

Now that the other party has the courage to make this request, she also wants to fulfill Artoria's wish.

"Let me protect my sister." Morgan Le Fay glanced at Skaha next to him, and then his eyes fell on An Zhiyu, "Use the magic gun that that woman taught you to cast on Lily. Give it a try, I will protect her."

Seeing that Morgan and Scathach had said so, An Zhiyu couldn't refuse anymore, so he nodded.

"Both of you, please be careful!" Guinevere reminded softly, and stepped aside with Scathach and Morgan Le Fay.

"Lily, be careful." When An Zhiyu raised the red gun, he looked at Arturia who was keeping a distance from him and reminded.

Artoria nodded, clenched the holy spear in her hand, and stared at An Zhiyu's movements.

Not far away, Skaha also stared at An Zhiyu.

Whether the magic spear shot yesterday was luck or not, let me seriously confirm this time.

An Zhiyu closed his eyes slightly, and took half a step back.

He was recalling the feeling when he threw the magic gun yesterday evening.

silk……

A silk thread connects the red spear to the opponent, and the magic spear thrown from that thread cannot be evaded.

An Zhiyu quietly opened his eyes and turned his head slightly to look.

Sure enough, this silk thread exists.

He glanced at the vigilant Arturia, and he probably had an understanding in his heart.

It seemed that other people couldn't see this silk thread.

An Zhiyu raised the red spear and threw it in Artoria's direction.

Almost at the moment when the red gun was thrown, An Zhiyu felt a sense of collapse as if his body's magic power had been drained.

Just one attack exhausted all the magic power, no wonder it couldn't be cast a second time yesterday.

On the other side, Arturia's pupils widened slightly with An Zhiyu's spear thrown out, and the red spear that seemed to be burning with fiery light was reflected in her eyes.

It shot straight at her, very fast, and...

Can't dodge... Arturia has such an intuition that this shot cannot be evaded!

call out!

Bright red blood splattered, a body blocked Artoria, and a red gun pierced through her chest.

Artoria exclaimed almost at the same time: "Miss Huang?!"

An Zhiyu also felt his brain go blank, staring blankly at the woman in front of him.

"No...this is not Sister Morgan!" An Zhiyu quickly realized something, and suddenly raised his head to look in a certain direction beside him.