I obviously want to marry my sister out, the farther I get, the better, but now I look like I think about my sister.

Aristocrat, can you still be a little hypocritical?

Yan Xiaobei has never given a good look on such hypocritical people.

But he is just a naughty child.

Ignoring the furious Loro, Yan Xiaobei turned his attention to his opponent.

Although the name of the Swordsman Harley Dudrick is not very good, he is agile, breathes evenly, and has very strong slender hands, and his palms are covered with calluses. Most of the hands practicing swordsman look like this.

But Harley, the Swordsman of the Wind, had more hands.

While Yan Xiaobei was observing the other party, the other party was also observing him.

"You are my opponent." Although Harley knew that it was easy to suffer a loss by judging people by their appearance, his eyes were sharp. At a glance, he could see that the man's palm was clean and had no calluses. He didn't look like a sword-practicing hand, his skin was pale, and he obviously hadn't seen the sunshine for a long time.

Simply put, this is a homestay.

How could such a person be a master of swordsmanship without being exposed to the wind and sun?

“It doesn’t look very good.”

He looked at Yan Xiaobei contemptuously and deliberately humiliated: "I will deal with you in the shortest time."

Yan Xiaobei sighed and said, "Are you the monkey invited by the funny guy?"

Harley was furious and his face turned pale.

This time the referee's match was His Highness Crystal Princess. I don't know who invited it. If the princess is the referee, no matter which side loses, they will not have the courage to betray the debt.

Therefore, the noble disciples seemed full of confidence and spoke rudely to Yan Xiaobei.

Yan Xiaobei naturally wouldn't be quarrel with these naughty kids, it would be too expensive. He would smile and watch the funny guys kneel out of the midnight club's door.

As time came, both sides walked into the field.

Around him, there were a circle of nobles watching the fun. Princess Crystal stood between the two and said, "According to the rules of the game, only if one party admits defeat or cannot continue fighting, the game is considered to be the end. Do you understand?"

Yan Xiaobei nodded, and the Swordsman of the Wind nodded too.

"Don't you wear armor?" Princess Crystal said, looking at the two people in simple costumes.

Yan Xiaobei was wearing casual clothes, blue casual pants and a white short-sleeved top, holding a cross sword. It didn't seem like he was in a competition, but an outing.

Although Harley, the Swordsman of the Wind, wore a competition costume, did not wear armor.

That's why His Highness the Princess reminded him, "The two sides used real swords in this game. The swords have no eyes. You'd better use armor just in case."

Yan Xiaobei shrugged and said, "No, the game will end soon anyway."

Harley originally planned to wear armor, but when he heard Yan Xiaobei say this, he was furious and sneered: "You are right, your respected princess. The competition will end soon. It doesn't matter whether you wear armor or not."

His Highness the Princess clicked to the end, "Since both of you insisted on it, then... the game began!"

After saying that, she slowly retreated and gave up the venue.

The swordsman Harley of the Wind took a step forward and stabbed the sword like lightning. As a test, the sword was still as fast as lightning and was astonishingly fast. No one present could capture the speed of the sword.

“Too slow!”

Yan Xiaobei shook his hand and the cross sword in his hand knocked open the knight's swordsman Harley's knight's swordsman.

"Look at the sword!" He shouted softly, and a sword stabbed out. The wind and thunder surged, almost exceeding the speed of sound, silently. The sound followed and the whistling continued.

The Swordsman Harley of the Wind was startled. He had seen such fast sword skills before, but he didn't expect that the other party could use them. It was so surprising.

At the critical moment, he took a step back and avoided the Cross Sword.

Yan Xiaobei was unreasonable and walked forward, pointing the sword toward the chest of the wind swordsman Harley, straight through.

The Swordsman Harley quickly swung the opponent's cross sword and slashed with his backhand.

Yan Xiaobei avoided this sword.

"This surprised me. I didn't expect your swordsman to be so outstanding." Harley, a swordsman in the wind, slashed out more than a dozen swords in a row, and each sword reached a huge pound of force.

Yan Xiaobei was quick-witted and quick-witted, holding every sword in his hand, and even from a tricky angle, he could deal with it calmly.

Yan Xiaobei took a step back, leaving a little distance between the two, and the two sides confronted each other.

The first round of fast attacks took Harley a lot of energy to activate. He adjusted his breathing. The interval between heavy breathing was getting shorter and shorter, and he was ready to attack at any time.

To be honest, Yan Xiaobei has become a little bit distorted.

If it weren't for hiding his claw, he could have split the storm of the wind, Harley, and his sword in half with one sword.

Yan Xiaobei's power is too great. Ordinary people can't stand it at all. It's not the same level. Yan Xiaobei is like bullying children and beating children.

The Swordsman Harley was a little surprised. His attack was perfectly blocked, but it was not the first time in his combat career, so there was nothing to be surprised. He relaxed the strength of his shoulders.

In an instant, he rushed up suddenly.

"Look at the sword!"

At the signal of the battle beginning, Yan Xiaobei ran towards Harley, a storm of wind.

Yan Xiaobei has no interest in this kind of battle. Anyway, he has been in a stalemate for a minute, so it’s better to end soon.

As he thought so, his sword swing speed increased a lot.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish...

The Swordsman Harley of the Wind did not expect Yan Xiaobei to take the initiative to attack first, and was accidentally suppressed by the opponent, but he believed that he would fight back soon.

However, after taking several swords from the other party, Harley's face changed.

He kept retreating.

Because the power from the opponent's sword body was too great, it was not like a human being wielding a sword, but a Vajra smashed it at him with a mace.

The huge force made the body of the Swordsman Harley tremble.

It was so terrifying that such power seemed to be able to beat himself into meat sauce. After taking a few swords, he felt as if his arm had been broken and he had no sense of consciousness.

The people watching the game saw that the Swordsman of the Wind was suppressed by Yan Xiaobei, and they couldn't help but grow their mouths and exclaimed.

"How is it possible that the Swordsman of the Wind was actually defeated."

"This kind of messy sword technique can also defeat the Swordsman of the Wind. Is it a release of water?"

The Swordsman of the Wind was questioned, but he could only smile bitterly. The other party's swordsman did look messy at first glance, but he couldn't resist his great power.

This kind of power can be completely ignored in swordsmanship. Slashing down with one sword is like a mountain hitting it.

Full of power.

bump!

After barely holding on to the sword, Harley, a swordsman in the wind, was finally beaten to kneel on the ground. His body was numb and he lost consciousness and could not fight again.

"I admit defeat!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!