Vol 3 Chapter 157

Episode 157 Who's Swordplay (Second)

In fact, Brando at this time was interested in proving himself with white crow sword, but he was powerless. He couldn't help but feel helpless for a while-this Grey Sword Master Mephiste was really as horrible as ever, the sword was pressing so hard that he didn't give him any room to fight back.

Don't talk about performing White Raven Sword Art, Brando thought that if he had an extra action, he would probably be killed by the opponent immediately. Although Memphist made up his mind to capture him, swordplay confrontation was no joke after all.

Because both sides have calculated that the other party will do their best, and if one party plays a little bit, they will be killed by the other party by accident. That kind of situation is not in itself expected by Mephisto.

After all, who would have thought that an opponent who was fighting for his life would make fun of his own life?

The Grey Sword Saint had calculated that Brando must do his best to resist each hit, because only then could this young man's actions be restricted, and in fact that was the case, Brando had let Mephisto I was surprised.

He can now be sure that this young man is a genius, and he is not ordinary.

It's not that he is arrogant. He hasn't seen a young man who can walk three strokes in his hands. Not to mention young people, that is, many swordsmen who have become famous for a long time, they may not be able to take their three swords in the gold field so easily-after a fight, Mephisto saw through Brando's approximate strength.

But the more so, the more he determined that Veronica would not easily give up this young man. Even in the Cruz Empire, the golden genius in his early twenties and the dual genius of swordsmanship and tactics are rare for hundreds of years. See you.

Not to mention Veronica, he himself secretly cherished his talents, but unfortunately, he was a Cruz. Cruz's genius is his enemy.

Mephisto looked cold, but the sword in his hand was a little faster.

At this time, Brando had just yawned in his sleepy eyes, and then she said, "Hurry up, little one, give control of your body to my elder sister, you can't deal with this guy."

"Are you okay?" Brando's mind was lightning fast.

"A bit of a problem. You and him can definitely be too far apart, but at least not to fight back."

"I mean, is it okay to use this method forcefully-haven't you said, Lord Otales, is this the correct way to use the Seal?"

"Of course, I have rested for a month or two since the last time. If there are ten minutes, the problem is not too big." Otales answered with a little pride, and she snorted softly again: "Why, do you look down on your sister? "

"That's not it, Lord Otales," Brando replied, he just thought that this time was after all in the main material world, but the thought of saving himself once in Buzio Otales, he felt in his heart Released: "Come on."

The exchange of minds between the two sides was only completed in an instant, and Mephisto's great sword had just hit the blade of the earth's sword in Brando's hand.

But in fact, it wasn't him who had mastered Brando's body at this time.

And at that moment, Otales issued three swords—the sword of the earth turned into a black shadow in her hands, bumped, pressed, pressed, because the speed was too fast, it seemed to the outsiders as the earth. The sword Haranga was divided into three at the same time and contacted Memphist's great sword at the same time.

‘Ding—’, the three sword strikes turned into the same metal tremble.

Then Otales took advantage of the situation to retreat, and withdrew from the grey swordsman's sword beyond the scope unscathed. At this time, the two had just passed a few seconds since the fight.

Zuo Jin was a silent silence.

Those young people were stunned, not to mention the nobles of the several Eruin missions in the distance. They seemed to react at this time and realized what they had seen before.

That young man is really an Eruin?

Are the two guys still performing mortal swordsmanship?

Although the aristocrats are unbearable, they can still join the ambassador with some patience after all, especially Roberton's prominent origin and natural insights are also extraordinary. He took a deep breath and immediately realized what—the young man was probably the most outstanding genius of Eruin in the past three centuries, and must not be buried like this in the unknown.

Although Brando just called the name of Grey Sword Saint Mephisto just now, there are many people with the same name and surname in the world. Besides, Grey Sword Saint has disappeared for so many years. Roberton did not expect that the identity of the other party was normal of.

Only this time he suddenly ran out and shouted, "Sir, wait, he's not Crewe ..."

He had wanted to prove that Brando was not a Cruz, but he didn't realize that he hadn't finished speaking yet, and the Lord Swordmaster who suddenly took back the great sword and carried it on his shoulder had already spoken.

Gray Sword Memphist raised his eyebrows and looked at Brando with interest; he didn't look at the sturdy, fat Count Roberton, who was aside, but interrupted the guy to Brando said: "What a flash sword, Gilt's descendants, the young man-Cruz's court secret swordsmanship is now in your hands, what else can you say?"

As soon as he said this, the Eruin mission over there immediately dropped his chin.

Roberton stared at the young man with a stunned look, but there was a blank in his mind for a while. Cruz's court secret swordsword flash sword was from the inheritance of the Dragon tribe. Compared to Eruin's white crow sword art, which was converted from the wind elves' sword art Much more.

If it is possible that the white crow sword art is still out, then only the direct descendants of Gilt can practice in the history of the sword, which is one of the pride of the king of flames and the eagle empire.

At this time, do n’t say it ’s Grey Sword Memphist. Even the wide and fat Eruin aristocrat who killed Brando all the way from the woe ca n’t help but doubt this young man. Are the aristocrats Cruz?

Although Brando looks more like an Eruin.

But in fact, with the exception of the blond and blue eyes of the descendants of the eagle knights of pure blood, most of the Cruzs are similar to the Eruins, after all, they were born from a nation several centuries ago.

Not to mention that Brando's mother was a Cartier brother, and his ancestor was a member of the Cruz *** aristocracy, so he didn't look very distinguished.

At this time, Roberton was suddenly stunned.

No wonder!

No wonder the young man dared to teach the little princess with such ruthlessness, no wonder he dared to face Veronica face to face, no wonder he didn't take the golden mane Toquinin's lion in his eyes.

Feelings This young man was originally a Cruz, but not an ordinary Cruz, he would flash a sword, that is to say, a direct descendant of the King of Flames Gilt.

Cruz is not like the history of Eruin who changed dynasties. There is a history of the Kolkova dynasty replacing the Westphah dynasty. Because of the support of the temple of Yan, it is a matter of course that the descendants of King Yan have always ruled the empire.

In summary, the above.

In other words, this young man is not only Cruz, but also the Cruz royal family!

Thinking of the trouble they had dared to look for in a Cruz royal before, Count Roberton couldn't help but want to raise his fat hand to wipe sweat on his forehead.

He paused and hurriedly hesitated to Brando, "Mr. Baron, please forgive me, we shouldn't offend you before-"

He didn't dare to say that Brando was Cruz, in order to avoid being angry, but in his opinion Mephiste had recognized Brando's identity, so it was no different if he didn't speak.

But when he said it, Otales just glanced at this without knowing the truth, and Brando, who put his soul back into his body at this time, almost couldn't help spitting out blood.

Nima, this time I really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it!

"Master Otales," he couldn't help a little aphasia: "you--"

"Why?" Otales froze slightly, she wasn't a fool. Hearing Mephistor's weird questioning and looking at the suspicious attitude of the fat man Roberton naturally understood that she might have done something stupid .

But what she couldn't figure out was that Gilt ’s swordsmanship was also the swordsmanship of the upright sage. Could it be that the descendants of the king of flames have now reached the point where everyone shouted?

But it doesn't look like it.

"Aren't you a wind elf, why do you use a flash sword?" Brando asked weakly, "in general, people use their most familiar sword skills, don't they?"

"That's right," Otales replied. "But little guy, now this body is your body after all. I mostly practice swordplay suitable for women. Gilt's swordplay is probably the most suitable. Only after you have done your swordsmanship will you be able to exert your full power. "

"Under the circumstances just now, my sister can only defend herself with all her strength," she replied in her heart. "Apart from the last time I was in the Destiny Arena, wasn't it also a flash sword?"

Brando was almost a bite of blood. He thought Otalace was an unexpected savior, but he didn't expect what was the most wrong decision. This was the most wrong decision.

But he also knew that the Knight Knight had nothing wrong with him, but he could not think of such a coincidence if he wanted to break his head.

This Nima is too coincident!

But it does n’t make much sense to say more now. Even Eruin ’s envoys began to doubt his identity, and the centaurs and tree elves naturally did not have the ability to prove his identity.

At this time only Kuran, Antitina, and Akane could know that he was telling the truth, because they had seen him use the striker in the underground world.

But then again, can Kuran, Antitina and Akane really be sure? Brando knew that they were also a mystery in their hearts.

Moreover, even if the two ladies were willing to testify, the Grey Sword Master Mephistre at this time could not necessarily believe it, after all, in the eyes of the sword master, they were a group of themselves.

Brando glanced over there.

Akane seemed to want to come up, but was caught by Antitina. Brando was relieved by this move. He was really afraid of Akane's impulse. Mephistre didn't kill himself because he was still useful. For others, he might not really be merciful.

In fact, Brando knew at this time that there was only one way to prove his identity.

That is Her Royal Highness's silver brooch.

It is impossible for the true members of the Cruz royal family to disguise themselves as members of the Knights of the Royal Eruin.

But it is obviously inappropriate to show Her Royal Highness's silver brooch here. Brando looked around for a week, and then said to Otales, "Master Otales, do you have any skills to increase speed?"

"Naturally, why?" Otales replied, alerting Memphist.

"Find a way to get that guy out of here, to a place where no one is," Brando replied.

"You guys, you're too whimsical," Otales shook her head. "He has more power than you, and I can only make up for a moment by relying on my skills."

"Enough. The speed of Grey Sword Master Mephisto is his weakness," Brando replied affirmatively. "Although he doesn't say to throw him away, it is more than enough to draw him away."

"Are you so sure?" The Horsewoman frowned slightly.

If Brando wanted to be uncertain, he couldn't do the task of the black iron body, so he nodded, "Listen to me, Lord Otales, go west from here and lead him. a place."

Otales hesitated, then nodded.

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