The preliminary day passed quickly.

During the day, Richard, Nancy, and Raymond fought a number of battles.

Richard and Nancy's strength naturally goes without saying much - they have steadily entered the so-called quarterfinals. And Raymond, although he consumes a lot of exercise at night, his swordsmanship is not too bad. gritted his teeth, tried his best, and finally entered the quarterfinals, but the ranking was slightly lower than that of Richard and Nancy.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, the quarterfinals were live.

The gladiatorial arena in the city of Kairo was bustling with thousands of spectators shouting under the sun. But in the VIP seats, which were specially isolated, there were few people chatting, especially the king's seat in the middle, whose host did not show up at all.

Richard, Nancy, and Raymond, who were standing at one of the entrances and exits of the Colosseum, glanced towards their seats, and already understood that the chances of King Khufu appearing in the morning were not very high, and Macbeth could not do it.

Sure enough, after a while, Macbeth appeared at the entrance and exit where the three of them were, and whispered to the three of them: "Khufu didn't come, so you guys behave well in the morning and ensure that you enter the semifinals in the afternoon." ”

"Well, yes. The three of them nodded.

"The race is on. Macbeth said.

The three of Richard immediately looked towards the middle of the field, and saw that the eighth-ranked swordsman in the quarterfinals and the seventh-ranked swordsman had met in the open space in the field.

For the three of Richard, the other two are obviously strange existences, and at this time, all three of them look at the audience's eyes. I saw that after the host's white handkerchief was dropped, the two guarded each other for a while, and the seventh-ranked swordsman shot first, and then quickly got into a fight.

The person who can enter the top eight is naturally not too weak, both of them use long swords, reflecting dazzling light in the sunlight, and the continuous collision of "bang bang bang" provokes the audience in the audience to shout like a tsunami.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Left! Watch Left!"

"Stupid! He's on your right!"

"He's going to shoot again......"

“......”

The two men continued to fight under the voices of the audience, and the final result was a little surprising - the first-shot, higher-ranked seventh-ranked fencer lost, and the lower-ranked eighth-ranked fencer, who was at a disadvantage for most of the battle, won - but it was also acceptable.

After all, a high ranking does not necessarily mean everything, maybe the opponent hides his strength and deliberately ranks low to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. You must know that this youth-level swordsmanship conference, although it is not as good as the adult-level swordsmanship conference, but the top three of the conference still have rich rewards, in addition to fame, there are also many gold coins, which can't help but the contestants don't use some small means.

In the end, the seventh-ranked swordsman covered the sword wound on his arm, more than ten meters away from the center of the open space, to prevent being chased by his opponent, and then raised his hand and waved, indicating the choice of "surrender" to the host.

The host of the quarterfinals is no longer the one in the preliminary round the day before, and it seems that his status is obviously higher.

The other party was dressed in a black aristocratic costume, with two beards, and his hair was shiny. Standing on the high platform, he glanced at the seventh-place swordsman, waved the short white cane in his hand, and announced the result neatly: "In this game, Ulas from Track City wins!

As soon as the host's voice came out, the eighth swordsman in the field, Ulas, immediately stopped his attacking stance, and the defeated seventh swordsman also breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the entrance and exit in a gray manner. Behind him were long boos from the crowd and admiration for his opponent.

At the entrance and exit where Richard and his party were, Macbeth raised his eyebrows, looked at Raymond and said, "Okay, it's time for you to play." You also see what the result of failure is. Although, as long as one of you can make it to the finals, this plan will be a success, but I still hope that each of you can try to win.

It's not for some kind of reward - don't think about it - when I kill all the kings, do you want to wait for someone to bring you gold with a chest?

This is mainly for your own consideration, after all, the feeling of being looked down upon and despised is not comfortable at all. Oh, of course, if you're limited in what you can do, don't force it. ”

"Yes, Mistress Macbeth, I remember. Raymond nodded earnestly. Yesterday, because of the physical attrition, he knew very well in his heart that he was not doing well and was not very favored by Macbeth. But after a night's rest, Raymond felt that he had returned to the peak of his strength today and could win.

Taking a deep breath, he said confidently to Macbeth, "Lord Macbeth, I will definitely win." ”

"Alright, go ahead. Macbeth said.

"Hmm. Raymond nodded, and walked out of the entrance with his sword. And in the opposite direction, another entrance, his opponent was dragging a heavy two-handed broadsword backwards.

The two walked to the middle of the scene, and the host, dressed in black aristocratic costumes, spoke up and began to introduce the situation of the two in general. For example, as the sixth-ranked, broadsword-wielding swordsman Totetsu, where does he come from, how much fame he has, what great things he has done, and how many famous opponents he has defeated. As for Raymond, it's a similar introduction, but it's mostly fake - Macbeth is fictitious.

After some introduction, the host successfully aroused the interest of the audience, and then announced in a deep voice: "The next competition will officially begin." Let me see, is it Norwick City's Trotice Force, or Pompetz City's Raymond is powerful?!"

As the words fell, the host raised his hand from the high platform and threw a handkerchief he was holding to the ground.

The handkerchief landed, and Raymond and his opponent Tuotie in the field immediately moved, and both of them unceremoniously grabbed the first move.

Raymond stabbed out with a sword, but he was very sure in his heart. In his opinion, his sword is light and fast, and he can definitely attack his opponent first. Then you can force your opponent to go at his pace and let him win.

But after Raymond stabbed out with a sword, he saw that his opponent Tuotie did not dodge, but slashed at him with a heavy broadsword, but he was a little panicked. According to the current situation, when he pierces the opponent's stomach, his head will also be cut off by the opponent - this is not cost-effective - piercing the stomach does not necessarily die, but being cut off will definitely die.

Raymond panicked, hesitated in his movements, the long sword was not completely pierced, and the broadsword was already in front of him.

"Ahh

Raymond screamed in panic and hurriedly dodged, and finally dodged this attack in some embarrassment, but the next moment, his opponent took the initiative to launch a continuous attack.

While constantly dodging, Raymond thought a little flustered in his heart: "Damn the opponent, it turned out to be a hidden strength." In yesterday's preliminary round, the opponent was obviously not so difficult. And today, it is directly suppressing him. This is not going to work, it is absolutely not going to work like this. He has to win, he has to win. ”

Raymond thought, after dodging for most of the day, he gritted his teeth and grabbed a flaw exposed by the other party, and stabbed it with a fierce sword. But as soon as the sword was stabbed, Raymond's heart was cold, because he saw his opponent facing him, and he smiled a little coldly, with a bit of mockery in his eyes.

This!

Raymond's pupils constricted.

Damn! It's not a flaw, it's a trap!