Looking at Dean, who had his hand on the hilt of his sword, the people around him exclaimed again, they were all stunned by the arrogance of this young man, but the old marquis did not have any dissatisfaction or anger.

On the contrary, the old marquis began to appreciate Dean more and more.

His gaze swept up and down for a long time, and when he saw Dean and himself looking at each other without hesitation, and the persistence in that look was even more clearly visible, the old marquis nodded.

He had some regret in his heart for today's test.

Because, it is likely that Emerald will lose a promising young man.

That doesn't mean he's backing down, though.

It was absolutely impossible for him to back down, not only for himself, but also for the young man in front of him - the persistence in the other party's eyes was enough for him to continue.

A young man who sacrificed his life to fight.

He shouldn't let the other person down!

Obviously, the old marquis had some misunderstanding about Dean's insistence.

However, Dean didn't go out of his way to explain anything, and after seeing the old marquis nodding, he began to prepare - he needed to show a knight who surpassed the big knight, but was less than the silver level, and faced the appearance of a gold-level powerhouse, which was not very difficult for Dean, but it was definitely not to be taken lightly.

After all, he still has a golden powerhouse in front of him.

The old marquis's momentum began to condense again.

It wasn't that it was suddenly a gold-level momentum, but from the lowest level to the silver level, a looming giant figure appeared behind him.

Obviously, this was a 'water release' by the old marquis.

Let Dean have a buffer, a process of adaptation.

The Grand Duke swordsman and the old knight present all understood. But their frowning brows suggested. Their concern - gold is gold. Even with buffering, the process of adaptation is the same.

If the process of buffering and adaptation can really play a key role, then the golden powerhouse will not be called 'invincible' at all!

Rumble!

With a loud crackle in the air, a figure that seemed to be like a substance appeared behind the old marquis, gray skin, hideous face, and tall body, even in such a tall room. It can't really straighten its body, but it takes on the appearance of crawling on the ground.

Obviously, this is deliberately controlled by the old marquis.

However, even if this was the case, the feeling of depression that came to the face made the people around him retreat again and again, even the silver-level Grand Duke Sword Master and the old knights were no exception.

And Dean's body also stands, turning into the appearance of his legs one behind the other, supporting him hard.

No step back!

Suddenly. Everyone who saw this scene was amazed.

"This is the talent of giants?"

"It's worthy of being a giant talent that can reach the gold level!"

"It's so strong!"

"Still. This should be his limit, right? ”

……

After the guards pushed out of the hall, they did not communicate with each other with eyes or sign language, but with a real sense of the word, and their tones were full of amazement.

But then it turned into a sigh.

For they could clearly see the shaking of Dean's body—a kind of instinctive trembling, but the strange appearance formed after resisting it.

Obviously, if you continue, it is only a matter of time before you are overwhelmed by the momentum.

I just don't know if it's a second or two!

"Dean. Willing. Zelgan, is a true knight! ”

The old knight said suddenly.

"I'd rather he'd be softer...... Knowing that Dean was so stubborn, I brought him to Yorktown - although the cultivation of [Mountain Spirit] is very difficult, it is much stronger than the consequences of suffering psychological trauma...... This qiē is all my mistake, I am too self-righteous! ”

The Grand Duke's swordsman shook his head, his face filled with remorse.

"It's not your fault, it's just a coincidence - one stubborn person meets another stubborn person!"

The old knight was the chief swordsman who comforted the Grand Duke.

It's just that such words seem a little pale and weak, and they can't effectively persuade the Grand Duke's swordsmanship.

Her gaze didn't even move, she just looked at the field—

The old marquis stood in place, looking at Dean who was obviously struggling on the other side.

He shook his head slightly.

His gaze was on the other man, with an inquiring look in his eyes, and this was his last effort.

The answer is that it hasn't changed.

is still so persistent, and even, not even wavering.

Took a deep breath.

As if sighing for the fall of a genius, the old marquis exhaled that breath heavily, and then took a step forward vigorously.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the whole hall became crumbling.

The momentum of the real gold level began to burst out without concealment.

Immediately, the prostrate troll stood up straight, and its hundred-foot-tall body passed through the roof without any sluggishness, exposing the entire Yorktown, and the entire Yorktown people were clearly visible.

"Roar!"

The troll's roar, with ripples, rushed into the sky.

The blue sky was rippling, and the thick clouds were shattered and disappeared from the sky; The sun was shining straight down from the sky, reflecting on the troll's figure, as if it had been covered with a layer of golden armor!

And cheers erupted from within Yorktown.

The people are cheering for their lord!

Even though there was a heavy pressure on their whole body, which made it a little difficult for them to move an inch, it did not make them feel a little difficult.

On the contrary, the frenzy on his face became more and more obvious.

However, this is only the people in Yorktown, near that hall. It's staring at the other person.

Dean looked like he was already teetering.

But. but did not fall.

Even. There was no sword to support, because the sword in his hand was used to attack.

Click!

With a slight snap, the sword came out of its scabbard—just a hint, and even those with bad eyes couldn't see any change in the sword.

However, after a while, even the person with a bad eye no matter how bad. Differences were also found.

For the sword was drawn slowly but surely—although, with the speed with which it was drawn, would have been enough for an adversary to slay it countless times in any normal engagement.

However, at this time, there was no one who was dismissive.

They all looked at this scene with solemn faces.

"Draw your sword! I actually drew my sword! ”

Everyone was shouting in their hearts.

Then, their eyes were drawn by the sword that was being drawn.

The long sword was drawn inch by inch, with each inch being drawn. It's as if they're consuming the strength of Dean's whole body, but. When one inch is pulled out, the other inch is immediately followed by the start of the pull-out.

It's hard, but I won't give up.

Anyone who saw this scene had this feeling.

Whew, whew, whew......

From the direction of the old marquis came a strong wind.

It's not an attack, it's just a strong wind that bursts out from the imposing 'troll'.

There is no actual attack power, but it also makes the people around him in the distance subconsciously raise their arms, cover their eyes, and retreat again and again.

And in the face of the close wind, of course, Dean couldn't do that, and he just drew his long sword, and it took almost all his strength—yes, almost all his strength.

It's not pretense or acting.

Although he had fought against gold-level powerhouses in his previous life, Dean still miscalculated the pressure he was under when facing gold-level powerhouses now-

For the oppression of the mind, Dean really ignored it.

However, Dean was overly optimistic about the physical oppression.

It was as if at this moment, the strong wind bursting from the troll phantom behind the old marquis made him have to grit his teeth to support it.

"Ten Feet Away ......"

After visually measuring the distance between the two sides, Dean silently calculated in his heart.

The appearance of the strong wind made him have to take it more seriously, and where he came out of the sword was the most appropriate - otherwise, a sword stabbed out, but it was deflected, which was absolutely disappointing.

Moreover, in his current state, Dean knew that once he fought against such a strong wind at close range, his body would inevitably be consumed with a more exaggerated Cheng dù, and it would be absolutely impossible for him to stab the second sword.

"There's only a chance for a sword!"

From the bottom of his heart, Dean's right hand slammed into force.

Boom!

[Wind Thorn] finally broke free from the sheath, and immediately let out a long roar, and the scabbard was blown away the moment Dean let go of his left hand.

And the sword itself, under Dean's grip, stood firm in the strong wind.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the old marquis!

"Out of the sword!"

"In the face of the golden powerhouse, he can really make a sword!!"

……

An incredible exclamation appeared outside, and the old knight looked at the young man who drew his sword with a shocked face, and the chief swordsman of the Grand Duke obviously heard the exclamations around him, and she subconsciously raised her head-

Sou!

A dazzling sword light suddenly erupted with the stabbing of the long sword.

Dean, who originally looked like a pine and cypress, standing in place and letting the wind rage, suddenly turned into a predatory cheetah at this time.

Not only fast, but also accurate!

However, the strong wind erupted violently at this time.

In that hall, gray tornadoes began to form!

Immediately, the fast figure became clumsy, as if it had been pulled by a tornado.

Stumbling and stumbling.

Dean's whole body was like a drunken man, staggering.

However, the tip of the sword remained the same.

It's still pointing directly at the old marquis.

Eventually, the tip of the sword is getting closer!

The old marquis didn't dodge, he didn't fight back, he just looked at the tip of the sword that was getting closer and closer, and showed a smile.

Then, the phantom of the trolls vanished, and so did the tornadoes.

The tip of Dean's longsword appeared in front of the old marquis.

Then, there was a pause.

PS Second Update~

Inexplicably, when I was just coding words, I suddenly wanted to eat cashew nuts!

Hmm, cashew nuts ~ cashew nuts ~ should really eat kung pao chicken at night~

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