On the third day, Mu Tu received a message, "It's time to begin the practice!" They were finally going to have a true battle with western barbarian!
was a little unhappy. Originally, they were saving their energy and waiting for his sister Yang Yi to invite the great warrior over, before acting according to the plan, but now that both sides were having a martial arts practice, and the Yan Jing camp was going to fight a round table competition with the 12 Knights, they could only fight until the end to find an opportunity.
"Be careful, it's just a demonstration this time. If you really meet a ruthless person, don't try to fight him head on. If we can avoid getting injured now, don't ruin our plans!" Li Jun was like a schemer as she warned Mu Tu and Yang Yong, who was facing a calamity.
It had to be known that, once King Calamity fought, he would lose control of the situation. Once he swung his hammer, he could very easily launch a charge. Once he was injured, his plan would change.
"I got it!" Calamity Wang scratched his head embarrassedly. He knew that he had this problem, so he had to be careful.
Soon after, after hearing the news, Zhao Xiaoxu began to explain to the trio the strength of the twelve Knights of the Round Table.
"The First Warrior of the Knights of the Round Table, Lancelot, he is very handsome, but I heard that he is a monk from the Central Plains. Honestly speaking, my clan's Uncle Cao cannot see his strength clearly either. At least, his Deity realm is higher, so if he meets with any suggestions, he can just run. "
However, when the Central Plains monk said this, Mu Tu's eyes instantly revealed a cold light.
"The Second Knight, Asel, is a true westerner, but his strength is usually on par with their advisors, which makes him difficult to deal with. If they met him, it would be best to kill him in an instant. This person specializes in using a Sword in the Stone, so his attack is very dark. "
"The third knight, Gao Wen, is a man from the Central Plains. However, his aunt has married Asel, so she can be considered his nephew. This guy has killed quite a lot! "
"Kill him, kill him as many times as you can! To tell the truth, this kind of traitor from the Central Plains that has already forgotten his roots … I really want to kill him!" Yang Yong spat angrily.
"Tch, tch, I know Brother Yong hates this kind of people the most, but I suggest that you and Big Brother Fierce Man get rid of him. It's safer this way." Zhao Xiaoxu added.
"Fourth Knight Jelant, clad in heavy armor and wielding a heavy shield, is like a tortoise. I don't recommend messing with him, and even if you spend so much effort, you might not even be able to kill him!"
Fifth Knight Jia Lie Si, also Asel's nephew. He is very similar to him, and is very scheming, using a short spear. He is a strong warrior with great body sculpting, but his physique is much better than our Central Plains.
"Sixth Knight Galahad, how can you describe him? He's a good man, he's against the war, he's pure and simple. I suggest not to mess with him, he won't hit us either. I don't know if he has any weapons!"
Seeing the doubtful look in Monster Li and the others' eyes, Zhao Xiaowu spread his hands, "That's the truth. We can treat him as a freak, but according to the Westerners, he's a saint."
"Next is the people I can beat up. Seventh Knight Jia Horius, expert in javelins, Su Shenjingwangjing 60%, Eighth Knight Bose, native to the Central Plains, nephew of Lancelot, 70% of his body sculpting, uses a large blade. Ninth Knight Bedevere, loyal knight, 50% of his body sculpting, very smooth with his small shield. The tenth Knight Kai, the weapon unknown, the battle prowess unknown. In fact, I have never seen this person before, I only said that he is an existence, the eleventh Lamaroque, the seventh level of Su Shenjingwangjing, proficient in dual wielding. The twelfth Knight, Percival, was said to be untouchable among his own people. " In one breath, Zhao Xiaoxu revealed the true identity of the twelve Knights of the Round Table. He walked to the side, held the jar of wine, and gulped it down, allowing the rest of the people to digest this information.
This was especially true for the twelfth Knight himself. Was this information really accurate?!
As if he could see the confusion of the crowd, Zhao Xiaoxu pointed to the top of his head and whispered to the crowd, "Our master sent out a western spy when he was a prince. This time, he was the one who gave out the information, but he just joined the Knights of the Round Table, so the information he has is not very comprehensive."
Then, Zhao Xiaoxu closed his mouth. It was fine to point out some things, it was a sin to say too much.
"Alright, that's roughly the information we got. If we can't beat him, we'll run. This is just the first round of practice, so there's no need to rush and fight to the death." Patting his hands, Zhao Xiaoxu signaled that his mission was over. He had to go back. There was still a blonde beauty waiting in his tent!
"Oh right, there's no one on our side who would take action against their own people!" "After all, the Central Plains traitor is hard to guard against!" Mu Tu asked hesitantly.
"Basically not, after all there are people watching. Besides, the Martial House's instructor and camp's guardian are not just for show, if they really dare to make a move on their own people, they will be killed!" Yang Yong shook his head and explained to Mu Tu. He knew this point, after all, he was the one who stopped the flower granny.
It was just that Mu Tu faintly felt that this was not safe, that people had ill intentions and were unable to guard against it, and placed his safety in the hands of others, he still felt that it was not very reliable, but since Yang Yong had already said so, he did not feel right to retort.
Dong dong dong dong dong * The battle drums started to reverberate, it was time to gather the people from the Yan Jing camp to fight.
"Vicious man, what's wrong?" Wang Chou was about to go out, but seeing that Mu Tu was in a daze, he couldn't help but ask.
Even at this time, this ruthless person was still in a daze. Indeed, people really cannot be judged by common sense.
"What if I'm not careful? What if I kill them? Would Wu Xiu end early and the two sides start a war?" Mu Tu was a little worried, the Quan Jiao city was currently facing the enemy's attack, if someone died on one side, the war would immediately begin, and it would not be good for their own Quan Jiao city's recovery and supplies.
"Try your best not to kill them all. These people have value in living. If we kill them all, I don't think it's a big deal. Our king's hatred towards the West, let's just start the war, it's a big deal!" Yang Yong chuckled, he did not mind this man's worry at all.
How could he know where Mu Tu's feelings for the Quan Jiao city were, or his feelings for the beautiful lady?