Civilization Guardian Front

"no!"

He turned around neatly and swung his long whip in the direction of the sound of footsteps.

Ding!

The long sword picked up the whip again.

Chios, who deflected his strength perfectly, did not lose his momentum at all.

His figure suddenly accelerated.

There was no warning, just continued the previous running inertia and stepped forward, without any sign of exerting force, but suddenly shortened the distance.

The inconsistency between the mental prediction and the actual result makes people's reaction inevitably slowed down by half a beat.

Muscle memory, which relies on intuition, loses its effect.

"!"

When Eldrie saw it clearly, the cold long sword was already approaching his throat.

Relying on his advantages in physical strength and speed, he finally dodged sideways in time at the last moment, and his neck also tilted back...

The edge of the sword was cut against the chin.

The slash cuts off the air to form a vacuum, and the tingling sensation caused by the backfilling airflow blowing across the skin emphasizes how dangerous this sword is.

Eldoriye's expression was unprecedentedly dignified.

Chios Pesheim...

What kind of realm has this person's martial arts reached?

The key to restricting his strength seems to be only physical fitness.

But is this really possible?

A person's physique, skills, and experience usually grow in parallel.

Maybe excellent talent will speed up the efficiency, but the gap will never be too big.

After all, exercising yourself is precisely to meet the prerequisites for practicing advanced skills.

This is the first time Eldorier has seen someone who is so serious as Chios.

It is not so much that the training method is slanted, it is more like embedding the soul of a strong man into a weak mortal body, which causes the current sense of incongruity.

Coupled with that commanding power beyond the scope of common sense...

Isn't he really fighting some anonymous paladin?

...

On the north side of the arena, the grandstand boxes.

"Amazing..."

Witnessing the one-sided battle situation in the arena, Alice stood up involuntarily.

Following Chios' order, the white-robed soldiers using long weapons on the left and right slightly distanced themselves from their companions, changing from a tight formation to one with wings spread like a crane's wings, using the advantage of the length of the weapons to push back the opponents who wanted to break through.

Those who use swords, axes and shields as weapons move forward step by step, bit by bit occupying and squeezing the enemy team's increasingly limited activity space on the field.

The long and short soldiers cooperate seamlessly, like a gradually tightened twisted rope, slowly suffocating people.

The encirclement has come.

The black-robed contestants who are fighting on their own are just doing the final battle of trapped beasts.

The confrontation between two teams of similar strength should not have been like this.

In particular, the leader of the black team is still the second-ranked Templar from a family of generals, so he should have an advantage in terms of morale and tactics...

The result was quite the opposite.

Chios' command completely overturned everything.

"You sure are a liar..."

Alice murmured as she watched Chios, who was forcing Eldorier out of the team battle circle step by step, dividing the personal and collective battles into two.

When she thought of the set of inferiority words the other party had said to her sister Selka, she felt angry inside.

"With such talent, even if you don't become a paladin, you are already fully qualified to be on par with me."

"It seems that he also has reservations about you..."

The woman's voice with a smile came to her ears.

Hearing this, Alice was startled.

"Who?"

She put her hand on the hilt of her sword and turned around quickly.

The moment he saw the face of the woman behind him, his vigilance was replaced by surprise.

"lion..."

hush...

The woman raised her index finger to her pale cherry lips, signaling the chief knight to keep silent.

"I just happened to come out to relax, and I'll be leaving soon..." As she said, she lifted the silk hood with a veil with both hands.

Long, silver-purple silky hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall.

Walking past Alice with a stunned expression, Guinea lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell to the center of the arena, locking on Chios.

"In addition to superior swordsmanship, he also has such an excellent commanding ability, and it seems that he has hidden deep scheming. He is much better than those knights who don't know how to adapt. He is indeed a man who can be praised by you."

In the eyes reflecting the seven prismatic colors, there is a greed that Alice has never seen before.

Alice can't help but wonder...

Is it really correct to introduce Chios to the archbishop and suggest that he participate in the capital competition?

"My lord, Chios he..."

"He will become my property." Guinea said firmly:

"absolute."

Chapter 870 five? Seeds of uneasiness

Swish!

The swords are crossed into a cross, and they are placed on the neck.

As weapons, the standard sword and long whip were shot down and grabbed one after another. The team members except themselves surrendered one after another, and now they are held by the opponent's weapon against their throats.

All bets are off.

There is no excuse.

The defeat was so complete that even the thought of unwillingness could not arise, only the admiration for the winner.

The last time Eldorier felt this way was three years ago...

At that time, he was defeated by a young girl who had just joined the Knights in the competition, and he lost the identity and glory of the chief since then.

Did not expect the same situation to repeat itself today.

Although it was not a one-on-one contest, the result was indeed his complete defeat.

No matter from the standpoint of a general or a swordsman, the opponent's performance is better than his own.

The command is superb, the swordsmanship is at its peak...

Under the same physical conditions, even if the opponent does not join hands with others, he has no chance of winning.

"I lost."

Oh oh oh oh! ! !

As Eldriere simply admitted defeat, the audience in the arena suddenly became emotional.

"Unbelievable! The black team led by Sir El Dorie was actually defeated in the first round! With amazing discipline and tacit understanding, the participants of the white team played a battle of encirclement and annihilation, which can be called a model of tactical teaching, and won the victory dignifiedly !"

Melotes was overjoyed, as excited as the other supporters.

The act of arranging the second templar to replace the black team contestant forced him to face suspicion of manipulating the result of the game.

If El Dolier wins the championship successfully, the good reputation that Melotes has struggled to build in the past is bound to be destroyed.

Thought my career as Arena Master was over...

As a result, El Dolier left the field in an upset, and the biggest dark horse of this tournament was born, turning the deadlock for Melotes at once.

Melottes was simply delighted.

No matter what purpose the Archbishop sent Sir Eldriere to participate in, I believe he has nothing to say in the face of such an unexpected surprise.

After all, I just acted faithfully according to the order, so I had no reason to be held accountable.

"Chios Pesheim, this foreign swordsman from the north, showed us his superb commanding talent and swordsmanship prowess, and also proved that he was not favored by the chief knight for no reason, but a real talent favorites to win the title..."

The master of the arena was radiant, as if he had won a battle, and he did his best to praise the winner, but at the same time he did not forget to ignite the burning fire in people's hearts:

"Next, how many surprises will this person bring us? What is the relationship between him and Her Excellency Alice? Let us wait and see, and witness the last moment with excitement and joy!"

it is good! ! !

Cheos-sama, Alice-sama, come on~~~!

Just propose after winning the championship! ! !

The strongest couple in Theocracy is about to be born! ! !

together!together!together...

The audience responded enthusiastically.

The arena suddenly became a large-scale marriage urging scene.

Asuna, Lyfa, and Selka, who were originally applauding with everyone and congratulating the winner from the bottom of their hearts, suddenly changed color, turning into a frightening livid.

really...

Sensing the three sharp gazes from the stands, Chios, who is extremely capable of crisis management, restrained his smile and avoided responses that might lead to misunderstanding.

After politely waving and bowing goodbye to the audience around him, he walked towards the re-raised gate without hesitation.

"Hey, you..."

Medina's voice came from behind.

Chios ignored it and moved on.

"Chios!"

"Yes." He finally stopped and looked back at the other party.

"Your Highness Medina, what advice do you have?"

"The battle just now was thanks to having you in command... Anyway, thank, thank you."

I don't know if it's because of her background, or purely because of her character, Medina is obviously not used to this kind of thank you that needs to be filled with beautiful words, and skips to the end of the sentence in the middle of the sentence.

It was difficult to judge whether the other party stopped me just out of politeness, or if there was something else to say, Chios replied politely:

"Where, Her Royal Highness Medina's superb sword skills are eye-opening to me. It is my honor to join hands with you to fight powerful enemies."

"You are really strong." Medina said firmly:

"But the next game, I won't back down."

"Oh?"

It turned out to be a declaration of war.

"Speaking of which, in the second round of the team knockout round, we are likely to be assigned to opposite sides of each other. But please rest assured, just as you don't intend to give up, I won't kill you just because you look cute show mercy."

"Varied!?"

"No matter who wins or loses in the end, I hope that after the game, before His Highness sets off to return to the territory, we will have the opportunity to exchange cups and have a long talk. You, who aim to revitalize the family, and the volunteer soldiers who have risen as a new force There must be a lot of cooperation in the future..."