In the hall, the people in the audience watched the sword unleashed by the third young man with the 'thrust' technique, except for the straw bale baron who couldn't see anything at all, the rest of them all nodded secretly, after all, this sword was not only a tricky angle, but more importantly, extremely fast.

Being able to stab such a sword at the knight level is enough to show the talent and ability of this young man.

Even the Marquis de Vauban who had always had a gloomy face expressed a slight surprise when he saw this sword again; However, immediately, the face became more and more gloomy.

The Marquis naturally knew what Gurodar was doing.

And it is precisely because of this knowledge that he will have more anger - after all, it is difficult for any force to strangle potential young people in the cradle.

As for the young man in front of him to create a zào miracle?

Although the Marquis Vauban had expectations in his heart, he looked at it more calmly, and with the strength shown in Gulodar's records, this young man was obviously not an opponent.

And unlike the Marquis de Vauban who still had a glimmer of hope.

Dean didn't think the youngster had any chance of winning from start to finish.

The gap in strength between the two sides has long been something that can be made up by one or two skills, unless it is the kind of skill that the royal family and the big nobles keep secret.

Otherwise, the winner would have already been decided.

As if to confirm Dean's suspicions, when the sword was about to be on the verge of death, Gurodar moved-

Woo!

With a dull thud, Gulodar's body twisted clockwise. Hold both hands at the end of the hammer handle. There was a thud to the push. Suddenly, the hammer stabbed straight out.

Spike!

Some of the people present couldn't help but whisper in surprise.

Warhammer Spike?!

After the exclamation, some people were even more surprised, obviously, they did not expect that Warhammer could also make the skill of a longsword, and even Dean couldn't help but squint.

And the young man who burst out with the long sword?

Apparently not taking this into account, he looked at the hammer that was getting closer and closer with a look of surprise. Although he tried hard to stab his longsword, the difference in length between the one-handed sword and the long-handled war hammer made such efforts seem so futile-

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the originally intact head was like a crushed watermelon, falling apart.

"Ahh

There was a scream from the audience, of course, it was definitely not the young lady of Baron Tyre's house, but the straw bale baron—after a scream. I rolled my eyes and fainted.

Suddenly, the audience was in a hurry.

The same. Because of the brains, the center of the hall was also busy.

In the midst of all this busyness, the Bishop de Holl was smiling, as if he were oblivious to his surroundings, and the already gloomy face of the Marquis de Vauban seemed to be clouded and ready to thunder and rage.

As for the Gurodar who won three games in a row?

At this moment, he was standing there shouting, and at the same time, he kept dancing the war hammer that was stained with brains, making the already busy cleaning even more difficult.

However, no one stood up to accuse the other.

Gurodar's strength and winning three games in a row are enough to deserve such treatment.

Even Shiva, the silver knight couldn't say anything.

Even if he only needs one hand, he can pinch the other person to death.

After all, the other party won the duel openly, and as a bystander, if he participated in it, he would only be spurned by others.

And the same is true of the other big knights who are angry and want to make a move.

"Dean. Ken? I question your qualifications to become a knight! ”

With a few snorting laughter like wild beasts devouring their prey, Gurodar's gaze scanned everyone in the hall, even when facing the great knights, it was full of provocation, even Khiva did not change, but the speed of moving his gaze was a little faster; Eventually, his eyes were on Dean.

This in itself is one of his most important goals this time.

As for before?

It's just a matter of solving it, it's like a snack before a meal, and the real meal is here.

Woo, woo, woo......

Wielding the war hammer that was still stained with brains, Gurodar looked extremely excited, and his already hideous face looked more and more terrifying, and the timid people could hardly look at it directly.

And Dean ignored the other party's intimidating little tricks, after all, he knew much more about such small tricks than the other party.

"Lord Marquis, I also question the knightly qualifications of this Gulodar!"

Stepping out of the side of the hall, Dean gave a knightly salute to the Marquis de Vauban .

It was like a reproduction of the words of Gurodar and the three young men before, but compared to the previous three young people, Dean undoubtedly received more attention.

In fact, he has been receiving such attention since the rumours broke about some of Dean's achievements at Château Vaubon.

It's just that there has never been a moment when Dean's strength can be confirmed at such close range.

Therefore, when Dean asked the Marquis Vauban for instructions, everyone in the audience sat up straight, wanting to see the rumored prowess for themselves.

Even those big knights are no exception.

Only Shiva, who had 'witnessed' a qiē, was able to maintain his indifference, but it seemed that he thought of the scene of that day, and after a while, a palpitation appeared on the silver knight's face.

However, those present did not notice this.

When the old butler walked to the center of the field, their eyes were completely attracted.

Bite!

It was still the same Kimpton, with a crisp sound, a dazzling golden light that jumped into the air, and then fell to the carpet.

"Drink!"

Contrary to the previous posture of standing still. Just when Kimpton had just fallen on the carpet. Gurodar shouted. Rushed towards Dean.

However, the war hammer in his hand was not swung, but instead tucked away at the side of his waist.

"Sure enough, it's ...... swordsmanship"

Dean looked at the other party's attacking posture and couldn't help but confirm his previous guess - the so-called warhammer thrust was still swordsmanship, even. The man in front of him, who was taller than the barbarians, also used swordsmanship, but he used a war hammer to perform swordsmanship.

At the same time, the other party did a good job of concealing such skills in the 'recklessness and strength' displayed by the war hammer, which caught the people who fought with them off guard and hated one after another.

Woo!

With a low cracking sound, the hammer stabbed out again.

As before, the momentum is heavy. And the speed is amazing, and. It also has the advantage of the length of the long-handled warhammer.

At least, if Dean draws his sword, he will definitely not be able to reach the other party.

And the other party can kill Dean lightly, just like the young man before.

Therefore, Dean did not draw his sword, not even put his hand on the hilt.

Dean, whose hands hung down like this, seemed to be strolling through the back garden, and with a wrong step, he flashed the warhammer thrust and appeared on the right side of the warhammer.

"Drink!"

Gurodar shouted again, and the warhammer thrust, which had been straight, suddenly slammed horizontally towards Dean's head, and the hammer spun again.

Woo, woo, woo!

It spun like this, driving the air, flowing violently, and even before the hammer arrived, Dean's hair was already blowing.

However, Dean's slight shortening avoided such a sweep.

"Die!"

At the sight of the short-bodied Dean, Gurodar let out a sinister laugh, and the sweeping hammer was suddenly raised high, and then, fiercely, fell; This blow has both the slash of swordsmanship and the slamming of a war hammer.

It is a move that directly combines the skills of swordsmanship with the advantages of Warhammer itself.

And, more importantly, the violent sound of breaking the air seems to show that this blow is a killing move in the true sense; The first two blows, apparently, were a disguise.

In order to make the opponent fall into this posture of avoiding disadvantages.

And the current situation, it seems that the only way left for Dean to retreat is to roll on the spot.

However, Dean is completely sure that the fierce blow in front of the opponent is still a false move, if he really rolls on the spot, then it will attract the other party's real killing move.

A low sweep that falls from a high place, after the combination of the opponent's strength and the inertia of the war hammer, such a blow hit the body, even if it has steel armor as protection, it will definitely smash the attacker's internal organs and rupture them, and the dead can not die again.

Dean waited a little, as if choosing, what to do.

And the next moment, the warhammer was on top of Dean's head.

"Die!"

Looking at the target that was close at hand, Gurodar did not hesitate, and smashed it violently, making it even more violent.

Obviously, this false trick was turned into a real trick by Gurodar at the last moment.

After all, Dean's head was under his hammer, wasn't it?

The people around him thought the same, and they exclaimed, obviously thinking that Dean was in danger, especially the young lady of the Baron of Tyre's family, who was even more pale.

Bang!

In the muffled sound, the rubble flew, and the long-handled warhammer smashed into the stone slab under the carpet, and Dean, who was originally targeted, stood a step away from the warhammer.

Dodged?!

Gurodar and the people around him were stunned; However, Gurodar reacted immediately, and he suddenly clenched the hammer, and wanted to pick it up again and launch the next wave of attacks.

However, Dean took a step forward and stepped on the hammer like this.

"Get me down!"

Gurodar yelled, and at the same time, slammed the hammer upwards to knock Dean to the ground.

However, the hammer seemed to have taken root, and remained motionless.

PS First Update~

After finishing the outline yesterday, it was already more than four o'clock in the morning, although it was the alarm clock at nine o'clock in the morning, but it was nearly twelve o'clock when I woke up in the decadence, and then, after washing my face, I began to code the manuscript, and I didn't even eat...... However, this chapter is still late, so I'm sorry to everyone...... (To be continued......)