"Meet the Golden Strongman? Hahaha......"

The old marquis was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

In the laughter, there was a little bit of surprise that the elders didn't know the height of the younger generation, and for the old marquis, he undoubtedly had more understanding of the young man in front of him.

After the talent is extraordinary, there is an extra arrogant evaluation.

However, this did not affect the old marquis's overall evaluation of Dean, after all, what genius is not arrogant? As long as it is truly guided, it can be turned into a fertile ground for growth and make it grow stronger.

And in the face of Dean, who was good, the old marquis didn't mind being a guide.

As a result, the buzz in the air grew louder and louder.

Finally, a looming figure began to appear behind the old marquis—an imposing shape.

It is a special means that can only be stimulated after cultivating high-level secret arts, and after entering the silver stage, it is also an important difference between ordinary knights and silver and gold.

Silver, the shadow behind it looms.

Gold, the phantom is like substance, and even the phantom itself can be integrated into the phantom.

And this time, not only Dean, but everyone in the hall could clearly see the looming phantom, and exclamations rang out.

"Lord Marquis is serious!"

"I was able to make the Marquis serious!"

"It is worthy of having the talent of giants, and the golden powerhouse of the future!"

……

The guards' words were filled with amazement.

On the other hand, the face of the Grand Duke Swordsman was full of nervousness, and she was very worried that something unforeseen would happen - a knight was physically injured. I can also find a way to make up for it. But if it is traumatized mentally. Then the future will be completely ruined, although there is still some strength, but there is no possibility of further progress, and at the same time lose the courage to fight.

Such a knight is undoubtedly a showman.

And this is definitely not what the Grand Duke Swordsman wants!

As for mending the wounds of the door of the soul?

Any medicine is useless, you can only rely on yourself.

However, no matter how brave and powerful the people who appeared in the past, they faced their own psychological wounds. It's all that vulnerable.

The Grand Duke's swordsmanship master had seen more than one promising young man completely ruined by such a trauma.

And now, Dean ......

Worry rose from the bottom of the heart of the Grand Duke Swordsman.

"Don't worry, Lord Marquis, you know what to do......"

The old knight comforted the Grand Duke's swordsman, but before his words fell, Dean, who had been standing there and waiting for the old marquis to approach, suddenly stepped forward.

Suddenly. The old knight's words stopped abruptly, even. The old knight, who had always been indifferent, also involuntarily stared out his eyes.

"This, this ......"

Looking at Dean, who took the initiative to attack under the momentum of the absolute silver level, the old knight didn't know what to say at all.

And the Grand Duke swordsman inexplicably thought of Dean's 'stubbornness', and there was even more helplessness in the nervous expression on his face.

The surrounding guards also looked at Dean in surprise, they obviously didn't expect that under the absolute disadvantage, Dean would choose to take the initiative.

This...... Enough to be admired!

No matter what the final result is, Dean in front of them makes them feel admiration.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is no reason for us to retreat! ’

The guards, who had already been instilled with such a belief by the old marquis, recognized Dean from the bottom of their hearts.

In the same way, such recognition also rose in the heart of the old marquis.

He looked at Dean in amazement—in the eyes of the old marquis, it was nothing more than a way to cover up the pain and other negative emotions from surging up on his cheeks.

However, the old marquis did not look down on Dean in the slightest because of such a strong support.

On the contrary, he admired Dean more and more.

Because, what he hates most is bullying the weak - arrogance in the face of the weak, groveling in the face of the strong!

The looming shadow behind the old marquis began to fade.

He didn't think that this test needed to continue, what he wanted to know was already known, and in the same way, the matter that the Grand Duke Swordsman asked him to do could also be reconsidered.

After all, that's a nice young man, isn't it?

"Wait!"

Just before the phantom behind the old marquis was about to completely disperse, Dean suddenly spoke, his voice was very hurried, but his voice was very loud.

Everyone present was stunned.

They obviously didn't understand what Dean was going to do when it was over.

And the only Grand Duke swordsman who guessed a little bit was worried, shaking his head at Dean again and again, signaling Dean not to be 'stubborn' anymore.

However, Dean apparently selectively ignored the Grand Duke's swordsmanship's instructions.

He looked at the old marquis in front of him and continued-

"I want to meet the golden powerhouse!"

Dean repeated his previous words again.

"What?!"

There were bursts of exclamations from the people around them.

Obviously, Dean's words were not what they expected.

And for Dean, it's a given.

He doesn't want to be 'excellent', but 'unparalleled'!

And now, don't say 'unparalleled in the world', even if it's 'excellent', it can't be reached, at most, it's barely a 'good'.

And this is definitely not acceptable to Dean.

And, more importantly, such an opportunity is only once, and if you miss it, even if you do it later, it will not be as good as the effect at the moment.

Therefore, Dean naturally could not let the old marquis end.

Of course, Dean was grateful for the old marquis's kindness.

Thanksgiving, though, is thanksgiving, something to do. But you can't miss it at all!

"Are you sure?"

The old marquis stopped his movements. He looked at Dean in front of him. He wanted to see something in Dean's face, but, all he saw, was a young, expressionless face.

He didn't get any useful information.

"You may not know what you're doing, but I need to tell you how dangerous what you're doing now is - traumatic. Have you ever heard of this term? ”

Unsure, the old marquis thought he should tell what he knew.

He didn't want a young man with a good future to be ruined in his hands like this.

"I've heard of it! Once you are overly oppressed, you will form an injury that is difficult to heal in your heart, and you will always fall into the whirlpool of fear, and you will not be able to truly enter the silver and gold levels! ”

Dean replied.

"So, what about your choice?"

The old marquis asked again.

Obviously, this is another chance given by the old marquis, as long as Dean takes the opportunity to say not to continue, it can be over in one qiē; After all, trauma is no joke.

If it's someone else. It's not that important.

However, Dean, who has the talent of a giant. Undoubtedly, there is a direct key to the gold level.

Once you suffer a traumatic injury, your entire future will undoubtedly be ruined.

"Go on!"

Dean replied.

And with the exit of these two words, there were bursts of inhalation sounds around, and the chief swordsman of the Grand Duke shouted directly: "Dean, don't!" ”

However, Dean turned a deaf ear and just looked at the old marquis in front of him.

"Lord Marquis, please ......"

"Little Rose, in the face of the knight's invitation, you should not retreat!"

The old marquis waved his hand, interrupting the Grand Duke's swordsmanship, and he turned his head to look at Dean again; Of course, there was still no gain, but the old marquis laughed; No, the kind of laugh I used to have, but the smile that turned up at the corners of my mouth.

Suddenly, the whole person's iron-blooded and rough face softened a little.

"You are the most promising, stubborn young man I have ever met in the last ten years - my Yorkshire will always be your ally, no matter what the final outcome is!"

The old marquis said with a smile.

Obviously, the old marquis had already seen the final result - Dean had failed miserably under his gold-level momentum, and the whole person fell into a traumatic soul, and spent his life in a mess.

However, he is willing to make the other person's life better.

Even for the sake of this moment, the other party shows the courage of Xiàn!

The old marquis believed that as long as he was alive, even if Dean was abolished, no one would come to attack Dean's idea, because that would inevitably anger him - the wrath of a gold-level powerhouse, and any force would be afraid of it.

Facing the old marquis's words, Dean was slightly stunned, and then, bowing, expressed his respect for the old marquis.

He hadn't really seen the old marquis in his previous life.

Some of the rumors are also hearsay.

And when they actually met, he suddenly realized that maybe this old marquis was old-fashioned, but he was definitely not cold-blooded - at least, it was like this to his own people!

Dean looked at the old marquis in front of him, imagining the appearance of the other party being defeated and dying, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more firm.

Therefore, his originally straight body became more and more straight, and his whole body was like a javelin, poking on the ground, and said in a clear voice: "Defeat is defeat, and I will regroup - if I win, I am willing to have a strong ally!" ”

The words were filled with pride and firmness.

In particular, that firmness is beyond doubt.

Because, Dean's hand was on the hilt of his sword—

He is saying: Even in the face of gold-level powerhouses, he will not give up drawing his sword and attacking.

PS First Update~

Last night, I tried the egg scrambled steamed bun myself...... Then, from yesterday to this morning, I ran to the toilet four times......

Sure enough, after passing through his own hands, what should have been the storage of food has undergone any irreversible changes?

Today, I have to drink some mung bean soup to clear my stomach......

T.T (To be continued......)