I, the Knight King, wield my sword for my myriad subjects.

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What is the origin of your swordsmanship?

Julian questioned Arthur.

Arthur then raised his sword again in front of him, responding to his opponent:

"I'd say it's a semi-orthodox royal swordsmanship."

He didn't lie.

Just now, when he was countering Julian's rapid and continuous slashing attacks, he did indeed use the Kingdom Sword Technique taught by his butler, Leon.

After being reborn into this fantasy world of swords and magic, Arthur has never put down the sword in his heart since the moment he came into contact with the extraordinary profession of knight.

Over the past decade or so.

Every day, he would tirelessly practice his sword in the lord's manor. What seemed like a boring and simple sword-wielding posture to others, he would repeat and practice endlessly, day after day.

The sword in his heart had long since become one with the sword in his hand.

Wherever the sharpness reaches, it is all due to the mind's intention!

His ability to perfectly parry the series of slashes from an early-stage Silver Rank knight was partly due to his superior swordsmanship, which far surpassed the guy's.

Another reason is, of course, his combat intuition honed through life-or-death battles.

From the third-tier one-eyed wolf and the Eclipse Knight Wood, to the demonic David and the witch apostle Franky.

Every life-or-death battle, every fight against those stronger than himself, brought about a qualitative leap in his understanding of the strength of extraordinary powers.

So, just now.

In his eyes, although Julian's every strike was stronger than his, it was not without its flaws.

Even worse, some of their strikes were full of openings.

And it is precisely because of these two factors that...

Arthur was able to use his seemingly simple swordsmanship to accurately detect the flaws in every strike of Julian, a Silver-rank early-stage knight, and easily deflect his opponent's attacks.

All of this he possesses is something the pampered Julian lacks, and it will be the key to his upcoming victory.

Returning to Julian's perspective.

After the first two rounds of attack, Arthur's drastically different responses caused him great disappointment.

Even though he had already determined his own aura power in the first round, he could indeed easily defeat this weak knight in the late stage of the Black Iron rank.

But why did my even more intense attack in the second round fail to cause any real damage to this guy?

Completely baffled, Julian clenched his fists, his face contorted slightly.

Look at Arthur.

He seemed more like a superior in this duel than Julian, calmly issuing his declaration of attack:

"Now, it's my turn to attack, isn't it?"

Finished.

He also launched himself forward, bursting with astonishing speed, and charged towards Julian head-on, wielding a fine iron sword.

Seeing this, Julian temporarily suppressed his chaotic thoughts, raised his sword again, and prepared to fight Arthur.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Arthur launched several consecutive attacks, which Julian defended against.

After blocking Arthur's slash, Julian gained a clearer understanding of the power of his attack.

He thought to himself:

"His strength and speed are indeed several levels higher than those of a typical late-stage Black Iron Knight."

However, you are ultimately just a Black Iron rank knight, while I am a Silver rank knight, an insurmountable rank for you.

With that in mind, Julian decided to use absolute power to break out of his passive defensive situation.

next moment.

A powerful chill began to emanate from Julian's body, turning a two-meter radius around him into a frosty, pale color.

Arthur, who was fighting Julian, was naturally also in this frost-covered area.

But instead of escaping, he released a flame wave with burning properties to dispel the surrounding cold air that was trying to erode him.

Continue looking at Julian.

After releasing a large amount of Frost Waveguide.

The fine iron sword in his hand was already covered with a layer of vibrant, icy blue light.

This is a highly compressed waveguide feature, possessing terrifying power.

As the sword's edge was amplified by the Frost Wave, Julian countered Arthur, unleashing a powerful Frost Wave Slash.

Arthur countered with the same tactic.

He gathered his own fiery aura, which flowed like flames, attached it to the sword's edge, and unleashed a full-force fiery aura slash.

soon.

These two completely opposite waveguide forces collided again, unleashing a shockwave even more powerful than the first one.

The shockwave also stirred up a cloud of dust with extremely low visibility, enveloping the two figures clashing.

All the Black Rock Legion soldiers outside the dueling area also felt the aftershocks of the impact; many nearly lost their footing and fell to the ground.

Just when they thought their lord would be knocked back several meters by the shockwave like in the first round,

Arthur's shadowy figure in the dust began to rotate in a perfect arc.

Immediately afterwards, he took advantage of the impact force generated by the collision of the two waveguide forces, seized the moment of rotation, and with a slight exertion, charged towards Julian like an arrow piercing the sky.

In contrast, Julian was at the early stage of the Silver Rank.

He gritted his teeth, standing still, trying to withstand the lingering force of the shockwave.

His pride as a Silver Knight wouldn't allow him to lose his superior status when fighting a Black Iron Knight.

However, the next second Arthur's sword struck again.

His eyes widened in utter shock.

With a crisis looming, he had to divert some of his strength to raise his sword again to defend against Arthur's sudden attack.

But this time, he experienced Arthur's strange swordsmanship once again.

"Bah!"

As Arthur's sword traced its path, Julian's sword just grazed his own, accompanied by a sharp, piercing metallic clang. Julian suddenly felt as if a tremendous weight was pressing down on his sword-wielding hand.

He gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, trying to raise the sword again to parry Arthur's blade that was so close at hand.

But after a breath.

His mind raced as he realized that he couldn't lift the sword at all under this inexplicable gravity.

Arthur's blade was just a hand's breadth away from his throat.

"boom!"

In the end, Julian abandoned his pride as a Silver-rank knight, dropped his sword, and chose to retreat.

Seeing this, Arthur smiled knowingly and did not pursue.

He immediately sheathed his sword after landing.

In contrast, Julian.

Still reeling from the shockwave, he staggered back to a position just two steps from the boundary of the dueling arena.

At this time.

The Black Rock Legion soldiers, watching from the sidelines, began to shout at Julian's disheveled appearance:

"Hahaha! A silver-rank knight was actually defeated and routed by our lord."

Without your weapon, you've lost this duel!

"As expected of our brave and fearless lord, he easily defeated his opponent despite being of a higher level."

Julian was enraged upon hearing these words:

"Nonsense! I haven't lost yet!"

Julian stood still again and dusted himself off.

After just three rounds, his initial composure was gone, replaced by resentment and anger.

"Please hold onto your sword carefully, sir, so you don't lose it again."

Arthur picked up Julian's fine iron sword from the ground and tossed it to him.

Julian caught the sword, looked down at the blade, and fell into a brief silence.

soon.

"No need for seven rounds."

He then looked up at Arthur again and shook his head:

"Next, if you can survive two more rounds, you win!"

He paused at this point.

Only after raising the sword did he continue speaking in an extremely serious tone:

“Viscount Arthur, this time, I will not give you any more chances to play tricks.”

Say it.

An incredibly powerful wave of frost surged from his body, instantly condensing a thick layer of frost into a circular area with a radius of three meters centered on him.

The ground crackled and splintered, revealing spiderweb-like ice patterns, and the floating dust was frozen into tiny ice crystals.

Even the air seemed to freeze into a pale blue curtain of frost and mist.

Immediately afterwards, Julian gripped the sword with both hands, the blade held upright in front of his brow.

Then, he murmured:

"I have heard the whispers of the frost, which say that the biting wind will make me invincible!"

Third Combat Skill: Frost Annihilation Ice Seal Slash!

"Clang—Boom!!!"

Julian swung his sword down, and a giant ice pillar more than ten meters long roared out from the tip of his sword.

The giant ice pillar shot towards Arthur's location, freezing everything in its path and tearing apart the dueling arena, carving out a deep and terrifying frost trench.

But when the giant ice pillar was halfway through its journey, it suddenly exploded.

Three massive, blade-like beams of cold light burst forth from the shattered pillar, continuing their charge towards Arthur and freezing the sides from which he could dodge.

Look at Arthur.

Sensing the powerful frost aura contained within those three giant blade-shaped beams of cold light, he inwardly marveled:

"Is this your trump card, your third combat technique?"

At this moment, his heart was not flustered by the impending Frost Wave attack; on the contrary, he was extremely calm.

He stepped forward with one foot, then bent his body slightly, maintaining an arched, power-gathering posture.

Immediately, he gripped the sword with both hands, the blade pointing behind him.

But he didn't rush to swing his sword.

As his breathing gradually became more rapid, the life seed in his heart began to rapidly unleash a powerful wave of fire.

However, he did not release the waveguide power directly, but instead continuously compressed it.

He continuously generated flame waves, and then continuously compressed them.