Chapter 912

"Get rid of him!"

"Groot! Kill him!"

"Get rid of this idiot who came out of nowhere!"

"Hmph, idiot, are you crazy to want His Highness's favor?"

"Exactly! Grote is the youngest knight of the eighth rank in the kingdom, such a little boy, dare to challenge him on stage?"

"Still empty-handed?"

"I think he is going to die!"

"Prior to this, Grote has defeated twenty-eight challengers in a row!"

"Even the Lion Knight of the Liszt Family and the Leonard Knight of the Gaeklan Family are no match for Lord Grote!"

"The younger generation, Lord Grote is invincible!!"

offstage. There was a lot of voices.

The sound of ridicule joined together.

On several private seats with a wide view, there are some dignitaries of the kingdom.

These nobles laughed and shook their heads, whispering to each other. Laughing and scolding this strangely dressed young man for vainly trying to challenge a powerful eighth-rank knight, I really don't know how to write the dead word!

Among the dozens of nobles, there was a middle-aged burly man in a high position and wearing a platinum shirt. He thought this competition was very boring and fell asleep.

But the moment he saw Su Chen. The eyes are so bright!

"he is……"

The man in the platinum shirt suddenly stood up and stared at Su Chen on the stage!

Seeing the nobles next to him, their faces were covered.

General, what happened?

the other side.

On top of the towering tower.

The holy woman in a gold woven dress stood by the window, and she trembled when she saw Su Chen on the dueling stage!

Her slender hands covered her red lips inconceivably! .

On the circular duel arena.

central.

"Intermediate general?"

"Yo, yes!"

Su Chen sensed the strength of Grote's outburst of vindictiveness, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he was barely qualified to fight him.

"Bugs at the bottom!"

"go to hell!"

Grote approached in a second, and the broadsword was wrapped in a dazzling silver grudge, and he slashed down with one sword!

"Navy Type Seven, iron block!"

"Armed and domineering!"

Su Chen used two defensive skills in a row!

After the muscles of the right hand were tensed into steel, it was wrapped up by the jet-black armed domineering, and finally, under the eyes of everyone, it forcibly connected to the broadsword that was coming——

"He must be crazy!"

Everyone thinks so.

Including the general in the platinum shirt on the noble seat, and the holy and extremely beautiful woman on the tower.

But the result!

But it was beyond everyone's expectations!

"clang!!"

Sharp and heavy broadsword. Being held tightly in Su Chen's hand, there was a huge sound of gold and iron clashing!

At the same time, the bodies of the two collided fiercely!

Stand against each other!

Evenly matched!

"Wow!"

The auditorium was a sensation!

Everyone's jaws smashed to the ground!

Contrary to what they expected "this kid's palm will be cut off", Su Chen's right hand clearly didn't even shed a drop of blood!

"you--!!?"

Grote stared at Su Chen!

He has a bloody expression on his face!

"Drink!"

Having experienced many battles, he immediately suppressed the panic in his heart and fought back!

He took a step back, trying to draw his sword in vain!

But no matter how hard he tried. The knight's sword seemed to have grown into the flesh of Su Chen's right hand, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what!

"Not bad, almost broke my defense..."

Su Chen held his sword with his right hand, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In front of him, Grote slammed his hands hard, his face flushed, and he drew his sword there, and his foot almost stepped on his knee.

"Well."

"If you want it so much, I'll give it to you."

Say it!

Let go!

Grote because of the huge inertia. It took a few big steps back before he could stabilize his figure!

Before he had time to curse, a figure as swift as lightning came forward!

"Navy Seven!"

"Iron block!"

"Point to the gun!"

Su Chen's eyes lit up, and he stabbed out with a finger!

Iron blocks can strengthen the defense force of bones and muscles, that is, density. Use it with a finger gun, the lethality is even higher!

"puff!"

"Crack!"

Grote's gorgeous silver breastplate was directly pierced with a big hole. Even though he was protected by fighting spirit and had a strong body, he was still pierced with a bloody hole by a pointed gun!

But he didn't fall, but staggered a few steps again, supported the ground with his broad sword, barely falling!

Blood oozed from the shattered armor. Drop by drop on the dueling platform paved with white stone, panting like a cow!

See this scene.

Everyone fell silent, one by one. Jaw-dropping.

They never expected that Master Grote, who had won more than 20 games in a row, would use three moves and two moves. Lost in the hands of an unarmed young man!

How did this young man, who knew neither fighting spirit nor magic, defeat Lord Grote?

Is it purely relying on martial arts? ?

Some of the warriors, knights and noble magicians present could not understand.

"Ahhh!"

"I kill you!!"

Grote felt extremely humiliated!

Regardless of his injuries, he forcibly raised a broadsword weighing tens of kilograms, and charged at Su Chen!

sweep! hack! dial! cut!

Sweep! Collide! cut! sudden!

Grote burst out all the fighting energy left in his body, and attacked Su Chen like crazy, almost insane!

When the broad sword was swung, there was a buzzing sound, as if even the air couldn't bear the force!

Su Chen used [Paper Painting]. You don't even need to use your knowledge and domineering aura, you can easily dodge the opponent's violent attack!

Because the weapon is too heavy, Grote's attack speed is not fast, so it is easy to hide.

You know, Su Chen's current combat power is that of a top general. A mid-level general is a younger brother in front of him!

"Ha~"

"Boring battle."

In the process of dodging, Su Chen even yawned.

Immediately, raised his arms, pouring dark energy!

The two fists were like cannonballs ejected from the chamber, and an angry reprimand resounded on the dueling stage!

"Eight pole collapse!"

The terrifying power of Li Yuanba, like a volcanic eruption, hit Grote's chest firmly!

Click a few times!

The silver armor with a hollowed-out and carved design exploded directly into countless pieces!

The young knight also spit out a big mouthful of blood, drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and smashed down the stage heavily.

"Bang!"

The knight's broadsword made a loud noise when it hit the ground.

In the silent square, the rumor spread far, far away.

lost.

Lord Grote.

This Mithril City, and even the entire Demacia Kingdom's youngest eighth-rank knight, Grote, who was awarded the Order of the Grand Knight by His Majesty Augustus III, was defeated like this? ?

Ten seconds after the incident, the people and nobles still looked blank!

"Hey, mid-level generals are still not enough to fight!"

"It seems that you need at least a senior general to fight me a few tricks!"

Su Chen smiled.

soon.

An old man with a magic wand hurried up to the stage, ran to him and bowed his knees: "This... my lord, may I ask your first and last name?"

"Oh, my name is Su Chen!"

"From the far eastern world!"

Su Chen proudly announced the door, then smiled and asked the old man:

"I won!"

"Is there any reward?"

"For example, knight armor or something, give me a set, it seems a bit handsome!"

The old man with thinning white hair wiped the sweat from his brow, "Hehe..."

"My lord, you really know how to joke."

"You are now the fiancé of His Royal Highness Lacus, the future prince of Iron Castle, with a noble status, what is a set of knight armor..."

Heard several key words.

Su Chen was immediately stunned:

"Wait, wait a minute..."

"What did you say?"