Chapter 206, The Strength of God's Chosen Champion

"What a young knight." Mogiana's blue eyes fixed on Conil: "Such a young knight can be promoted to be a company commander, there must be something extraordinary."

"Yes, that's right. What I didn't expect was that this kid has grown to this point." Ryan looked at the young knight with fluff around his mouth, and a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

There is no concept of nepotism among the White Wolf Knights at all. In Yurik's view, the only one who is worthy of becoming a White Wolf Knight is to be fierce, reckless, and at the same time have a bit of wolf cunning. Only by dedicating military exploits and enough trophies to Yurik in the White Wolf Temple can he prove his glory.

Well, at the same time, Urik also emphasized that pure men must fight in close combat, so White Wolf Knights never equip long-range weapons. Urik also emphasized that carrying a shield on the battlefield is a fear of death, so many White Wolf Knights choose Without helmets and shields, they would chant Ulric's name on the battlefield and charge head-on.

Ryan was a little uncomfortable with this situation at first, but when he saw a white wolf knight yelling in the name of Urick, ignoring a large number of arrows and directly headshot a Chaos Warrior with a warhammer, Ryan realized that this is idealism. world.

So Ryan began to shout the name of the emperor frantically in his heart before the battle. The effect was really good, and the combat power was doubled.

A gust of cold wind blew through the arena, blowing Aldrade's red lion-headed cloak, and Conil's white wolf-skin headgear. The Duke's son also got a twenty-minute rest time. The sorcerer and his followers immediately poured hot potion for him, and smeared wound medicine on some of his tired parts. Aldred took a glass bottle, raised his head, and drank the whole bottle of wine in one go, and then The knight of the kingdom burped a bit indecently.

His aura grew stronger.

There is a famous saying in his receptions, that is, if you drink enough of a case of wine, you can meet the lady, if you haven't met, it's because you haven't drunk enough.

Fight again.

Conil raised the hammer, and as his leather glove gripped the hammer tighter and tighter, a violent and angry will began to appear in the young White Wolf Knight.

Aldred's face was flushed with red wine, like a raging lion: "For the lady!"

"For Urik!" Conil's aura was wave after wave, like a huge wild wolf hunting in the cold northern forest. It opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs .

"White wolf fighting spirit!" Ryan whispered in the stands.

The first to attack was still the brave White Wolf Knight. He moved with vigorous steps, the skull on the silver skull warhammer was shining, and the hammer head of the warhammer hit Aldred's left shoulder with a tricky step.

The Kingdom Knight immediately sensed the White Wolf Knight's intentions. Conil's warhammer angle was found very well. The Kingdom Knight realized that if he wanted to use the usual technique of raising the shield to block, he would be unable to exert force at all. The initiative to fight will be taken away.

Aldred's eyes were red, and he let out a sound like a lion's roar. The knight of the kingdom did not retreat but advanced, and the knight's long sword drew a beautiful arc, directly slashing at Conil's chest.

"For Urik!" Conil's warhammer and Aldrade's sharp sword arrived almost at the same time. The blade sliced ​​through the White Wolf Knight's shoulder armor and tore his flesh, but his warhammer directly separated With the war hammer, it hit the shoulder of the knight of the kingdom.

"Hmm!" The two of them retreated almost at the same time, and some minor injuries inspired the blood that belonged to the knight.

"For... Ms.!" Alderlade roared, his sword and shield combo was like a lion pounced, with great force, and Conil was even more berserk, the sword and the hammer, the shield and the hammer clashed and splashed The sparks continue.

"In the name of Urik!" Conil began to have a bitter fighting spirit, burning like a bonfire in a cold winter night, arrogant, tenacious, and unyielding,

This flame tormented the enemy, and also tormented himself. Relying on this power, Conil's warhammer swept continuously, unleashing a series of attacks like a gust of wind and raging waves, and the attacks of the warhammer became heavier.

Aldredard began to gradually fall into the disadvantaged.

"Sure enough, Conil is indeed unique in becoming the company commander of the Knights at such a young age." On the stand, Ryan nodded slowly: "It is really not to be underestimated at such a young age to understand the fighting spirit of the white wolf. Depends on how well he controls it."

"...I can feel the wolf smell on him from such a distance." Morgiana frowned, obviously not liking it: "Don't you think the white wolf knight has an unpleasant smell on his body? Don’t they know how to pay attention to personal hygiene?”

"...My Highness, please don't generalize." Ryan thought to himself that I can't answer this question because he was once a White Wolf Knight.

"...I didn't mean you." Morgiana also realized that she was wrong.

The atmosphere is a bit embarrassing. In fact, this is a problem shared by the entire human country. The empire is essentially a confederal empire composed of multiple countries. The effect of the emperor's orders depends entirely on whether the emperor is strong, and Brittany Asia is also composed of many principalities. For example, François can ignore the king's orders, so people are always proud of their own customs and culture, and regard other people's culture as worthless.

The Witch of the Lake God seemed to want to apologize, but she didn't know how to say it, and Ryan signaled that it didn't matter, but changed the subject calmly: "Aldred, the heir of the Duke of Lioness is about to lose! "

In the middle of the arena, Aldred was retreating. The young knight of the kingdom tried hard to hold on to the shield and the long sword, but after repeated beatings by the white wolf knight, his arms were extremely numb, and the benefits of drinking a lot of alcohol gradually faded , his agitation was slipping, and the influence of alcohol made him unsteady on his feet.

The tip of the sword trembled.

"Ugh!" "Bang!" The silver skull hammer swept across the lower half of the long sword, and then made another slanted swing. Aldred finally couldn't hold the hilt, and the long sword flew into the sky.

Alderard could only rely on the shield to defend, and Conil became more and more crazy, his warhammer kept hitting the surface of the shield.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The shield gradually deformed, and the son of the duke behind the shield was also sweating. He raised his arms hard, and his whole body was already kneeling on the ground.

He is not yet willing to admit defeat.

"That's enough! We lost this game!" Aldred was still unwilling to admit defeat, but Dalheid, the Duke of Lyonnaise, decided to give up. He immediately stood up and shouted.

"No! Father!" "Enough, Alderael!" cried Dalhaide and Alderael almost simultaneously.

"...Okay, I admit defeat."

"This is Urik's victory!" This time it was the empire's turn to cheer, and the drums of the white wolf knights and cheetah knights resounded through the sky. It wasn't until the subordinates came out to drag Aldred back that everyone realized The duke's son-in-law was already covered in bruises.

In the icy void, two gods watched a duel in the arena.

"Hahahahaha! So what if I lose Ryan, there are so many outstanding young men on my side!" The white wolf god of war Yurik was wearing an ancient silver-white plate armor and wolf fur on his body, seeing his champion The warrior defeated his opponent, he couldn't help but be proud, and said to the goddess on the opposite side.

The lake fairy in a long silk dress didn't answer Urik's words, she kept a straight face and said nothing.

"Listen to me, listen to me, my brothers, my Lord Elector, I have achieved a victory, but I haven't been able to do my best, I haven't been able to make it to the end!" Kony Er raised his warhammer and said to the cheering crowd on his side.

Then the cheers gradually stopped.

"I still have one person to beat! Since it is the champion, then Brittania should also send a champion to fight! Or, you don't have the guts to accept my challenge?" Conil raised his warhammer and pointed his eyes directly at the audience sitting in the stands. Lane on board.

The witch of the lake god showed a fierce look on her horse, and Morgiana was about to speak out to reprimand the young company commander of the White Wolf Knight for his ignorance.

Ryan shook his head, and he sneered: "My lord, I'll come whenever I go...Conil Raizfeld? I accept your challenge!"

Seeing that Ryan was dispatched, King Richard let out a dissatisfied sigh, and Dalhaide, the Duke of Lyonnaise, looked at him with displeasure. On the contrary, Francois and Lawn both threw at Ryan. Encouraging eyes.

"Very good, today, let's decide the winner, who is the real champion!" Conil Rizfeld showed his pale yellow teeth.

Ryan put on his psychic power armor, he held a hammer in both hands, and Nemesis was behind his back. Facing the young and vigorous Urik champion warrior, Ryan looked up and down, and suddenly said: "Are you Do you exercise every day? I think you seem to be quite strong."

"I'm not doing anything special, but I'm fighting against the Beastmen." Conil replied.

"Have you found a girlfriend?" Ryan asked with interest.

"Not now." Conil didn't expect Ryan to have time to ask him this, and he replied subconsciously.

"Not now? Then when?"

"Go...last year?" Conil looked guilty.

"So it's sure to relax occasionally, right?" Ryan already laughed.

"You can have this! Yes, yes, yes!" The young Urik champion warrior became excited.

"Then... what kind of gameplay do you generally like?" Before Ryan could say more, an angry voice came from his sea of ​​consciousness: "Ryan!!! My champion, what are you talking about during the duel? ! Is the arena a place to exchange those experiences?"

"As expected, I'm still king..." Conil wanted to say more, but his face suddenly turned pale.

It seems that Yurik is also showing off his power.

"Okay, let's talk about these things later, let me send you off now." Ryan grinned, and he started to be serious.

"Don't look down on people!" Conil was really angry after hearing what Ryan said. He yelled at Ryan and rushed straight.

Light blue psionic energy spewed out of Ryan's body, and gradually poured into his psionic Seiko power armor. He held the warhammer in his hand, and the hammer head was placed on the ground.

Explosive energy is gathering in the streamlined muscles on the strong arms, terrifying power is concentrated here, and at the same time, the light blue psionic energy is gradually activating a part of the psionic power armor.

High output, Ryan said silently.

The White Wolf Knight rushed forward with a roar, like a flying cannonball.

The Holy Grail Knight stood firmly in place, like an immovable rock.

Conil drew closer.

Ryan's arms drooped, and the Griffin Warhammer moved slowly on the ground, and then gradually moved upward from the bottom right under the huge power of the Holy Grail Knight.

Getting closer, getting closer, Ryan could already smell the wolf smell on Conil's body, and the White Wolf Knight's hammer had already fallen towards Ryan's head.

In the blink of an eye, Ryan moved.

There was a Gryphon hammer with the power of thunder. Surrounded by the gust of wind, it struck straight up from the bottom right at an extremely fast speed, and the hammer hit Conil's abdomen directly.

"clang!"

The captain of the 7th Company of the White Wolf Knights found himself in disbelief rising from the ground, his feet uncontrollably leaving the arena floor, foaming at the mouth, and flying into the sky.

Ryan put away the warhammer, saluted everyone in the venue, and then naturally returned to his position.

In the distance, Conil landed on the ground, splashing countless dust, and then his silver skull warhammer. Ulric's champion warrior wanted to say something more, and a stream of transparent air spewed out from his mouth. gastric juice, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

The arena was silent.

After a full minute, thunderous cheers erupted from Brittania's side.

"Great! Ladies' God-Chosen Champion, Long live Your Excellency Ryan!"

"It's brilliant, just one hit, just one hit! My God, ladies!"

"See, fellow human beings on the other side of the mountain, this is the strength of our Britannia!"

"Praise the lady!"

"In the name of the lady! Champion, champion, champion!"

So crisp and easy, the morale of the Knight Kingdom was greatly shaken. Even Richard, who disliked Ryan the most, twirled his beard and smiled. contempt.

"...Damn it." Boris rushed up to check on Conil's injuries. He knew that Ryan had kept his hand. If the hammer had been hit on the chest, Conil might have died of serious injuries: "Take it down quickly." Heal."

The subordinates hurry up and drag Urick's champion warrior down.

Then, the Elector raised his head and said unwillingly: "Britania is really powerful. We admit that we lost today's competition, and the glory belongs to you."

"I have also seen the strength of the White Wolf Knight. Britannia is also happy to have such a powerful ally." Richard quickly added.

The contest between knights and knights came to an end with Britannia's victory. In the void, the lake fairy left with a smile on her face, leaving the extremely corrupt white wolf Urik: "This Bichi! The person who robbed me is still using him to deal with me!"

"Ahhh, I'm so mad!"

complete victory (sure)