The traverser traversed himself

Good weight……! !

Tristan frowned tightly, feeling the strong pressure in front of him. After being approached, he was already unable to withstand it. Each sword contained various types of power, such as crushing, flame, storm and torrent, as well as Zheng Yichen The strong fiery aura exuding from itself! !

His whole body seemed to be burning. There was no magic power surging, but it was like a torch. The fiery aura radiating from it would completely burn him out.

Under such premise, let alone a counterattack, he couldn't even touch the string of his own bow. As for the beam of light coming from behind again, Tristan was a little silent. This time the attack covered them all, so... ...Contain it.

But before he took action, what shocked him was that Zheng Yichen just glanced back and slashed out with the sword in his left hand again. Before the sword fell, the ground had already shattered under the pressure of the powerful sword. It was still not outside the magic power. The attack was released, but... this sword defeated the incoming attack more simply, and at the same time, the remaining sword power could also affect him!

"What are you...?"

"Is this all you ask when you face an incomprehensible situation?" Zheng Yichen asked, his left arm bursting out with ten times the intensity of muscle operation. Even the instantaneous load was a bit heavy. Fortunately, this arm is an iron arm. As long as it is not used for a long time, the impact of minimal muscle manipulation is not significant.

Now Zheng Yichen's body can withstand up to more than twice the muscle operation. This must still be used under the premise of strong recovery power when the monster is awakened. At higher magnifications, the muscle strength in the monster's awakened state is already very high. It's higher, and the more than double improvement is achieved by sticking to the recovery line. In that state, he won't have any recovery when he is injured.

The left arm..., the upper limit is ten times that of the body, but it has no battery life. After all, the left arm has high strength, but the recovery speed is not high. Even if it can be transformed into a material that is comparable to the strength of a made sword and is almost difficult to wear, it can maintain In the state of flesh and blood, the strength is degraded. After all, it has the characteristics of a creature and is no longer a pure metal material.

click -

The bow and arrow that Tristan parried was bounced away, and the sword hit his arm. The intact arm immediately became bloody and fell down limply. This was not a fracture, but that all the muscles in the arm were destroyed and the bones were completely broken. Crushing injuries!

It was just a knock, not a cut.

If he cuts, just by relying on the speed of that sword, he won't feel any pain. His arm will be separated from him, instead of dragging down an arm that is transmitting severe pain to him all the time to continue. There is no possibility of victory. of fighting.

"What a mistake..." He whispered, and then three new smashing sounds sounded immediately: "? Why don't you kill an evil knight like me?"

"Huh? Maybe it's because you are still useful." Zheng Yichen muttered, holding his chin, grabbing his collar and blocking it in front of him: "Hey! I have a hostage here!!"

"What... Qing Tristan, you were beaten like this in such a short period of time?" The arriving figure waved the weapon with an ominous aura in his hand, and watched Zheng Yichen catch him like a chicken. Tristan was lying in a miserable condition, his limbs became torn to pieces, and it would take a long time for even a Servant to recover.

Obviously she could have run here if she persisted for a while, but before she came here, the person was beaten like this. She waved her hand to make the guerrilla knights following behind stop in the distance, allowing those people to participate. The battle here is to accept the slaughter.

This is a tough opponent for her to look forward to.

"You will definitely be punished if you go back like this. In that case, do you want me to help you get rid of it together? How about giving me a chance to go back and report to my father?"

"This is so sad. If Sir Mordred can do it, then please defeat the rebels with me..." Tristan, who knew he had no fighting power, said, and his limbs were shattered. He was extremely thorough, even if he could still speak, but that is to say, even if he used magic to force his limbs to move, he couldn't do it. The broken muscles and bones almost gave him no chance to do so. Now his His condition was just about to be shattered by someone.

"Haha, if you understand justice so well, then I won't... eh?"

Seeing Zheng Yichen simply throwing Tristan out, Mordred, who was about to swing his sword, was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean..."

It's not that she is ruthless, it's that Tristan's state is really close to that of a dead person. He was so easily taken over by Zheng Yichen, without any chance of resistance. He only had to wave the black giant sword in his hand, and Tristan would disappear. In this world, the problem is that Zheng Yichen seems to be accommodating and abandons him at this time.

"I mean he's still useful."

"Ah? It sounds like he will betray his father. Hey, you don't really have such thoughts, do you? If so, tell me quickly. I will go back and report to my father now~"

"No, no, no, if we kill all of you, no one will know about this." Zheng Yichen said with a faint smile on his face.

"What a slander..."

"Yes, it's slander."

"..." After hearing Zheng Yichen's shameless admission, Tristan fell into silence for a moment. What is this, retribution for what he has done in this world?Even if it is an obvious estrangement, if even one of the ten people believes it, it will be a very troublesome follow-up question. Even if he gets the blessing, it is impossible for him to raise a weapon against the Lion King, but there is no problem for others. As long as you don't confront the Lion King in the process, it'll be fine.

"Ah! Which one is it? It doesn't matter. After I kill him, I can take his head back and let my father make a judgment. Well! That's it."

The weapons of the servants are basically not ordinary things. When fighting, they are infused with magic power, and they look like magic swordsmen. When attacking, they release magic sword energy and so on. It is simply commonplace. Although it looks a bit flashy, this kind of The power of the attack is really hard to say.

If someone attacks like this, the person being attacked will not know how to protect himself. Even if he blocks the opponent's attack, the splash damage of magic power alone will make the person who resists the attack extremely uncomfortable.

It's just that...these splash attacks don't have much impact on Zheng Yichen. As the battle continues, the bonus effect of life protection becomes stronger and stronger. When he was talking about it just now, he let his The state has recovered a lot, and after the double-absorbed magic stone caused substantial damage to Tristan, it also made up for part of Zheng Yichen's consumption.

Therefore, as long as there is someone he can hit, it seems that he can kill all the way from here to the Holy Capital, and then be banned by a light of sanction falling from the sky... Ahem, in short, Zheng Yichen also has his own ideas about keeping Tristan. Come on, he has not forgotten the purpose of coming here, it is not to save people or something... There is no such main mission. Even if he can help out, the real core is Jingli's academic skills.

She simply killed all the enemies she could kill. Although she could share the 'achievement', it was not as good as what she had done by herself. Compared with the extra reward points that had shrunk by a quarter, it was not as good as 'humility'. 'one time.

Chapter 82. Come, fight the landlords!

"...Is this...'blessing'?" Although he has no fighting power, after leaving the battle, Tristan can't see anything with his eyes, but he can more clearly perceive some things that he had ignored before, or that it was Zheng Yichen's body before. Some of its characteristics were too weak, so they were not discovered, but now that such characteristics were increasing, he naturally sensed them.

A kind of blessing power like a blessing is not the Lion King's 'blessing', but another similar 'blessing' of unknown origin. As for what type of blessing it is, he cannot sense it. , without mentioning the person involved, it is difficult to judge by just guessing. Zheng Yichen's performance is also very balanced. Whether it is close combat ability or 'magic', he is extremely excellent.

Now the head-on battle with Mordred is going back and forth... No, he has the upper hand!And after playing for a long time, he didn't show any signs of fatigue, as if he was a perpetual motion machine.

"Hey! Are you a berserker? Why do you get stronger the more you fight... Who is going berserk?" Mordred stared at the beautiful young man in front of him: "You have such a face for nothing!"

Compared with the first time he fought against Zheng Yichen, the power he exerted now has probably increased by almost one-tenth. Isn't the ratio high?Not much?The power of each sword of Zheng Yichen can easily knock down boulders. Even though the clanging sound of weapons during the battle is not strong, this is because he has good control over his own power. No one stipulates that some high-intensity battles must have Shockwave.

Now the fighting time only lasts a few minutes, and it has improved so much. If you continue to fight for a long time...

"Sir Mordred, he also has a 'blessing'!" Tristan reminded after realizing that Mordred was not in good fighting condition.

"What? Blessing? He's not a Knight of the Round Table...a human being, wow!!" Mordred, half-crouching on the ground with weapons in both hands, squeezed one eye slightly and looked up at Zheng Yichen, who was holding a sword in one hand. Let’s not talk about the left-handed sword. The problem is that the strength of the one-handed sword suppresses him like this, even though this guy’s body looks red, like a big lobster.

But this power is not fake, and it is very fast. In this case, then... use the Noble Phantasm to blast this guy to death. He can burst into splitting with his own Noble Phantasm attack, as long as he keeps burning. How long can he persist in increasing the power of his Noble Phantasm?Although she herself might burn up before then, it would not be bad to die in the wilderness.

A strong light surged from the sword, and the magic power released allowed her to temporarily gain power comparable to Zheng Yichen, freeing up some space for herself.

She underestimated Zheng Yichen's suppression. Zheng Yichen's slightly deflected weapon fell back down. There was no room for slashing at all. A slash with an acceleration distance of less than five centimeters... how powerful was it?

Mordred, who has personally experienced it, just wants to say, it’s huge! !

It was beyond her imagination. The Noble Phantasm that was originally a light cannon now had to be used as a Noble Phantasm against people. Her attack did not reach its maximum power. Zheng Yichen's slashing attack exploded from almost zero distance. The power is extremely incredible.

"Wow--!"

The strong pressure caused the ground beneath her feet to crumble, and her whole body slid behind her, leaving a deep dent on the ground. Her arms were trembling slightly, but Zheng Yichen did not give her a chance to buffer, and moved on the ground. He got close to her, raised his right hand with the energy-charging glove, and punched out.

boom.

"Uh... don't be like this..." The punch didn't knock her away, but the hit in the abdomen made her feel like she was pierced by a spear. The force of the punch didn't spread throughout her body. Yes, it was really like a spear, piercing through the body!This punch gave her a rather bad memory...

The power did not spread, but was concentrated and exploded. However, the lethality was still powerful, even more serious than if it spread directly in the body. Simple diffusion could also be protected by magic power. The power of this punch directly penetrated her body, and the magic power protected her. It makes no sense either!

"Ahem, why are you so powerful with your sword fist?" Holding his stomach and staggering back two steps, Mordred wiped the corners of his mouth, stared at Zheng Yichen who was not chasing back, and looked at his hands. The blood on the armor fell into a brief silence, and then looked at Tristan with a blushing and embarrassed smile: "Well, I can't seem to beat him. Can you go back and call Gao Wenqing now or find a way to let him go?" Lance comes back to support?”

"..." Tristan fell into a long silence. If he couldn't beat him, there was really nothing he could do. He couldn't provide any support. How about verbal support?He did not doubt whether Zheng Yichen would rush over and remove his chin at the next moment.

"..." Seeing that the red color on Zheng Yichen's body gradually faded, Mordred was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face disappeared, and he frowned slightly: "What do you mean by this? Do you think you have the upper hand? Can you reduce your strength and fight me?"

Zheng Yichen looked like a monster just now, but now he is a real human being?

But in terms of strength, there is no comparison with the previous form!

"Of course not, it's just that I see you can smile so happily in this state. Maybe you have other tricks. In that case, let's duel in another way."

"Ah? What did you just say? Duel... Hey, we are fighting here... Phew, but forget it, you can probably run away if you blow yourself up in a place like this. How do you plan to duel?" Modre De put away his weapon and stared at Zheng Yichen. Tristan, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows slightly. How should I put this? After the fight stopped, the 'blessing' surging around Zheng Yichen began to weaken.

This... what kind of malice is this? Could it be said that such a blessing can only be triggered when fighting the Knights of the Round Table?It’s basically what Chi Guoguo is targeting!

"In what way? Well~ this is it!" Zheng Yichen took out a deck of unopened cards from the shadow space. Mordred looked across from him in a daze. Playing cards, what the hell...

"Ahem, his purpose is to delay time." Tristan said helplessly. Without his support, Lancelot's knights alone, under the attack of those crows, would not be able to catch up with those teams. Not absolutely. I originally thought of teaming up with Mordred to deal with Zheng Yichen, but I didn't expect that the other party didn't use all his strength. Now he used it, and there was a 'blessing' that seemed to be directed at them, and he was stunned.

"Hey, Lord Tristan, are you still alive?"

"..." Tristan, whose limbs were disabled, was silent. He was only disabled, not dying: "He delayed... Oh, it's so sad."

If you want to delay, just delay. Anyway, the fight has ended like this, and it is impossible for them to support them. Now that Zheng Yichen has big fists, he can do whatever he says.

"If you don't want to play this, can I give you a pair of mahjong?"

"Ah? Well, this is the card you mentioned. How to play it?"

Zheng Yichen talked about how to play cards, and Mordred laughed loudly: "What's the point of playing like this? There are only two people, even if they are assigned to each other, they will know each other's trump cards, right?"

"That's three people."

Tristan, who was lying on the ground unable to move, was pulled over. The latter looked helpless: "Although I can't see, I can use magic power to replace my eyes, but it cannot replace my hands."

Zheng Yichen snapped his fingers, and a quick healing brush appeared on his arms. The pain in his arms that had no feeling reappeared, and the pain continued to intensify as time went by. This was not a bad thing. , since the pain will continue, it means that the arms have begun to return to normal function: "Is it a healing magic... As the beneficiary, I want to kill you even more. The act of repaying kindness with revenge is really sad."

Tristan was speaking from his heart. As a rebel, the more comprehensive Zheng Yichen is, the greater the threat he poses!

"It's okay. Don't thank me for now. I'll interrupt it for you when it's over. I promise it will be the same as before, so you don't have to feel embarrassed. Then I'll give you a curse by the way?"

“Sad!!”

Tristan was stunned for a while before he couldn't help but say that the recovery of his arms was not complete. They were limited to light activities, eating and so on. If they were used for fighting, they would soon become fragmented again. This is really As Zheng Yichen said, it was just for him to use temporarily, and then he had to interrupt and curse again... That thing made people feel even worse.

"You patrol nearby first, and just kill any suspicious guys you encounter." Noticing the commotion caused by the members of the guerrilla knights in the distance, Mordred gave them new instructions, and these knights immediately Orders were being carried out nearby. At this time, they didn't know what to do besides carrying out the orders. It was okay to carry out the orders, but it was really embarrassing to stay here.

What does it mean to sit together while tampering...

After sending away the guerrilla knights, Mordred sat down again: "Well~ tell me, how do three people play?"

playing what?Of course it is the most classic Landlord!Both the gameplay and the irony are particularly suitable here. After Zheng Yichen explained the gameplay, Mordred was okay, and Tristan became Cui Sadness again.

The gameplay is normal. Although two versus one is a bit unfair, the one being targeted has three extra hole cards, 54 cards. Two people have seventeen cards, one person has twenty cards, and the extra three hole cards. 'It means more combinations and advantages can be achieved!

Zheng Yichen explained the rules in detail. They are servants and have a lot of extra knowledge, so it is not difficult to understand. Let’s not talk about the number of cards. The main thing is how to play, two against one, which means that you Both Mordred and Mordred may have to cooperate with the enemy to deal with their colleagues. Even if it is a game, it is enough to turn him into Cui Sadness now.

This person... did it on purpose!

Chapter 83 Graffiti

In short, what makes him sad is that no matter whether it is intentional or not, he has no choice. Either play, or continue to lie aside with his limbs shattered, and then watch the battle continue, although there is nothing wrong with it. ,but……

"Ah! Mr. Tristan, did you do this on purpose?" Looking at the handful of cards left in his hand, Mordred stared directly at Tristan. Zheng Yichen had already run out of cards. According to the rules, as a 'landowner' she naturally failed...

Well~ Landlord or something, sounds like a lord. After being given the right to choose, she chose the landlord without hesitation... and then she was like this, with less than half of the cards in her hand being played out.

It wasn't that she wasn't familiar with the rules, but it was that Tristan, who was sitting next to her, seemed to be playing himself again. He could obviously be the traitor, but in the end, he was so cooperative that he immediately became cold.

"It's so sad... I didn't mean it and I didn't cooperate."

Tristan shook his head slightly, and his tone filled his back, as if he was in the Cao camp and his heart was in the Han Dynasty. It was not that he was incompetent, but the bandit leader was too cunning.

"Okay..." After Mordred stared at him for a while, she sorted out all the cards in her hand and started a new round of shuffling. As a knight, even a rebellious knight, she I won't use some small tricks to cheat here, so the process of shuffling the cards is a legitimate shuffle, and then the second hand.

"Hahahaha! Can there be no cards? If not, then go to hell!" After playing out the remaining two cards in his hand, Mordred looked at Tristan, who was hiding his face, and blinked. Well, this time it seemed that she was no longer the landlord. She looked at Zheng Yichen who said nothing. She had won, but well, this time she and Zheng Yichen won together.

"...too...well, just think of this as a game." Tristan said weakly, and glanced at Zheng Yichen. In a sense, this guy, let them, the rest of the round table The knight started a new round of internal fighting. He had no intention of cooperating with Mordred, but she wanted to win, so with Zheng Yichen's active cooperation, she simply played all the cards in her hand.

This time, as a landlord, he was beaten to death.

Of course, I don't doubt that Zheng Yichen cheated. There were winners and losers in previous card games, and Zheng Yichen also lost. But to him, a rebel, what does winning and losing in a game mean?But for them, it's just 'infighting'.

Although he regarded it as a game, the sadness in his heart made him want to laugh. After all, her 'blessing' was reversed.

"Hmm, but speaking of it, this kind of game where winning or losing doesn't matter is so boring." Mordred held his chin, looked at Tristan who was shuffling the cards silently and muttered: "How about we press something?"

"Oh? What do you want to press?"

"Ah... let me take a look." Mordred touched himself and found that except for a suit of armor and weapons, he didn't have anything else on him. After all, he would be executed soon. 'If it's dropped, there's no point in bringing extra things with her. As the person who gave the opinion, she naturally seemed a little embarrassed.

"Huh~ I knew I should have gone to my father's treasure house before I came out and took out something..."

"..." Tristan looked at the side with a boring expression on his face. A naughty kid is a naughty kid. Let's hear what this means. Even if he is from his own family... It's a good thing that he met Zheng Yichen a little late, so he could avoid it. The king's treasury fell into evil hands.

"Haha, but even if you take something out of the treasure house, you don't have anything of equal value, right?"

The shadow under Zheng Yichen's feet squirmed, and a bunch of scattered props appeared, including many weapons with special auras: "It's true that there are not too many good things, but there are still a few."

"Uh... is your shadow so convenient? EMMMMM... ahhh!" She scratched her hair a little bit crazy, and after raising the bet, this idea continued to stimulate her. It was a game without any bets. I really don’t care much about it, I always need something to cheer me up.

"Why don't you take off your decorations or clothes?"

"!? What do you want to do, kid?" Mordred immediately stared at Zheng Yichen, glanced at Zheng Yichen and then at Tristan. Compared with these two people, his armor had an absolute advantage. Just remove a piece of it, right?Zheng Yichen's clothes are also very simple, with a top and trousers, a built-in tights, a metal glove on his right hand, and an accessory like a stone tablet on his body.

"Of course it's some evil thoughts, don't be wordy, just use this!" Zheng Yichen reached into the shadow space and took out a colored pen: "How about the winner can doodle on the loser?"

"?? This is good!" Mordred nodded, this kind of gameplay makes people motivated.

“You can only win once!”

"Just one payment, no problem."

"Can I comment?" Tristan asked, raising his trembling arms.

"What opinion?"

"How long are we going to continue?"

"Just half a day will be enough."

"Sure enough." Tristan shook his head and stopped talking. After half a day, the day lilies were basically cold. Lancelot should be back by then. Will we continue to fight then?It's possible, but Zheng Yichen just said something. In addition to three-player solitaire, there's also four-player mahjong... I hope the worst thing I think about won't happen.