OBS Chapter 774 Fight
Chapter 774 Fight
Chapter 774 Fight
Just as Losa was about to refuse, a hand gently pulled his arm.
"Captain, this is my battle."
A candlestick lit up in Viviana's hand. She reached into the flame with her other slender white hand and pulled out a one-meter-long double-edged knight's sword with a clang. "Let me handle it myself."
She was familiar with Ruprecht's eyes, just like the challengers who had been forced to accept the "loser" script, the colleagues of the Order of the Rose.
They felt that their skills were just a product of luck, talent, a favorable family background, and the emperor's favor, just like a precious vase that looked good but was useless.
It seems that as long as these conditions are met, anyone can piece together a master of swordsmanship.
Lothar was a little hesitant. Viviana's current strength was far from what it was in her peak period. Moreover, Ruprecht had twenty more years of experience. Even in her prime, she might not be his opponent.
Lavinia whispered, "Lothar, I will make up for the power that Anna lacks."
Although Viviana's strength has been greatly weakened, her eyesight and swordsmanship are still there. The first level of refinement has the candle burning and shadow extinguishing, and the second level of refinement has the candle extinguishing and flickering. Not being unlocked does not mean that it cannot be used, it's just that the power she has is not enough to use it.
Just like Fulin, before she became an elite, she used the half-step tyrant several times.
Thinking of this, Losa no longer stopped him.
This was just a competition, not a matter of life or death. For Viviana, there would be gains whether she won or lost. As a Candle Knight, she was probably not a coward who could not afford the cost of failure.
Viviana came to Ruprecht and said, "You want the honor of being the first swordsman of the German royal family, right?"
The Crown Prince nodded silently. What he wanted was not only honor. After all, this was not a highly anticipated arena. What he wanted was simple, which was to climb over the mountain in his heart. In the future, when people talked about "if the Candle Knight was still here", he would be able to just laugh it off.
The attendant begged in a tearful voice, "Your Highnesses, please make sure this is just a sparring match, not a bloody duel. Otherwise, I will not be able to explain to the King, the Elector, and the Emperor."
Ruprecht silently pushed him away, an invisible force wrapped around him, pushing him hundreds of meters away - two people of similar strength, fighting with all their strength, no one could guarantee that the other's life would not be hurt.
"Your injury?"
"It's out of the way."
Viviana shook her head and said, "If you're ready, let's get started!"
Viviana, who has always been gentle, quiet and has a poetic temperament, gives people the feeling at this moment that she is like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, with its edge fully exposed.
Lothar suddenly realized one thing. Perhaps Viviana did not need his protection. Under her soft appearance, she still had a heart of a warrior, a heart that adhered to the spirit of chivalry and dared to stand on the wall of Constantinople and face the three-headed dragon.
The golden light of the law rendered a golden color in the dusk. The moment it was injected into Viviana's body, the dim and swaying candlelight became even dimmer.
A breeze blew by, the candlelight jumped a few times, and then went out completely.
The candle went out, flickering.
This is the second-level sword skill of the Candle Knight. The light and shadow between heaven and earth disappeared, and darkness engulfed Ruprecht.
Standing in the darkness, the crown prince did not feel fear, but became more excited: "Light and shadow swordsmanship?"
Like Viviana, he is also a magic swordsman.
The Wittelsbach family of Bavaria has ruled Bavaria, one of the four major states of the Holy Roman Empire, for more than 700 years since Henry the Lion of the Welf family in the Middle Ages when Lothar lived.
At that time, the Habsburg family was still hiding in the mountains of Switzerland, and the Hohenzollern family was just a Count of Soren. This ancient heritage gave them a very deep foundation. A long time ago, the Wittelsbach family built their own wizard tower in southern Germany.
He murmured in a low voice: "It is time to distinguish the inheritance of the Hohenzollern family from that of the Wittelsbach family."
In the darkness, a candle suddenly lit up.
Ruprecht immediately took full precautions. Light and shadow are not opposites, but interdependent. On the contrary, darkness is the enemy of shadow.
I saw more than ten black shadows suddenly flashing in the direction where the candlelight was projected. They wore tall "fallen deer antler" style hoods, and the black shadows turned into flying battle robes. The sharp blades in their hands stabbed from all directions almost at the same time.
Keng——
Ruprecht drew his sword, and the huge amount of magic energy in his body filled his limbs. He wielded the knight's sword in his hand so hard that no water could penetrate it. He easily fended off the attacks of more than a dozen black shadows by himself.
“Are they all true?”
A trace of doubt flashed across the Crown Prince's face. He thought this was a multiple-choice question. "But this level of attack is really not stressful. Viviana, I haven't seen you for so many years. Is this the only fancy thing left in your swordsmanship?"
As he finished speaking, the knight's sword in his hand swept across, and countless fine sword marks formed a grid. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen black shadows that pounced on him were shattered into fluttering black patches.
Immediately afterwards, the flame in the darkness suddenly went out, and when it lit up again, it appeared behind Ruprecht.
The Candle Knight, dressed in a black and white battle robe, stepped out from the faint flickering flames and stabbed at the crown prince.
Keng——
The crown prince seemed to have eyes on his back and blocked the sword with accuracy.
Then, countless brilliant sword beams bloomed around him.
However, the crown prince's defense was impeccable, and Viviana's offensive could not break through his defense at all.
The sword lights became more and more dense, like a violent storm, beating the crown prince like a reef on the shore.
He didn't seem to worry about losing if he defended too long. He just kept defending and even had time to taunt, "Slow, too slow. Faster. I don't want the Candle Knight, whom I have been chasing for so many years, to be at this level."
Viviana's expression did not change at all.
When entering combat mode, Viviana would immediately become focused, which was a knight's respect for combat - she had many hobbies, including poetry, music, calligraphy and painting, but the most popular hobby was always the swordplay that accompanied her through her childhood.
Every sword master who rose to fame would receive a hint from the emperor that they could not win when fighting against her.
But not every master will succumb to the emperor's will. On the contrary, when they actually step into the arena, they realize that even if they try their best, they cannot win.
The emperor's hint has become a cover-up for these masters. They often generously express their care for the younger generation, giving people the impression that they are deliberately holding back to fulfill your good reputation.
And given Viviana's moral level, she obviously would not expose the reputation that these so-called sword masters have worked hard to build up over many generations.
"I heard that when you were dueling with a Cyclops, you swung out 301 swords in one second. Your swordsmanship was so fast that you are worthy of being called Swift Light and Shadow. But what's the use of just being fast without enough power?"
Viviana's sword can cut through the thick-skinned Cyclops. Naturally, it is not just a fancy sword skill with speed. Speed and strength have always complemented each other.
Although she was blessed by the law, her strength had never recovered to its peak, resulting in her having more skills than she could handle but finding it difficult to outlast the crown prince.
"Mr. Losa said that you were injured. I was a little skeptical at first, but now it seems that he was not lying. The once shining flower of German knights has completely become a masterpiece."
Viviana still didn't respond. Her duels were always elegant, but that didn't mean she had never experienced darkness. When she first debuted, she had fought against many ruffians, landless knights, and gang thugs.
Those people's mouths are much dirtier than Ruprecht's.
"It's boring, let's stop here!"
Ruprecht, who had been passively enduring, finally took the initiative for the first time. He seemed to have seen through the true identity of the Candle Knight hidden among the thousands of lights and shadows. He stopped defending and stabbed out with the sword in his hand.
At this moment, the field composed of light and shadow spread out like a supernova explosion.
Losa, who was watching the game from the sidelines, didn't know who would win.
It's true that he is a master of swordsmanship, and he follows the path of a magic warrior similar to Viviana, but because of the "field" between them, he can only have an unclear understanding of the battle situation.
It seems that every strong person who meets the requirements has this kind of divine means.
Although his current strength has reached the standard, after he transforms into a true dragon, even Ladong in his prime may not be his opponent, but he feels that his abilities are still too simple.
"The energy reaction is increasing rapidly!"
Lavinia reminded that she could sense that the power she had just transferred to Viviana was being consumed at a geometric rate.