"It seems... you still have an inexplicable confidence, old player."

On the periphery of the center of the battlefield, on the west side of the fortress gate, the two people who had once again distanced themselves faced off again. Although this time it was the result of Liangtatsu Miyu's own choice, when he heard the other's last words, he suddenly changed.

I felt a little regretful.

Maybe this guy just now... was really just deceiving me.

"From the beginning to the end, you have never used a combat skill from the alliance, and you have not even used any of the special skills that have been counted in the free world." Caressing his long sword with a faint light, Liangchen Meiyu became calm again.

Voice: "Originally I was a little cautious, but now..."

"You, a senior infantryman who knows nothing, still want to scare me away with this?"

A creaking sound sounded from behind Duan Qing. It was the sound of the steel giant struggling with the fortress gate after it moved again. The originally somewhat deformed metal gate groaned feebly under the impact of the chariot.

Amidst the high-spirited shouts of the imperial cavalry, Duan Qing, who was standing with his sword across the sword, did not look back. His lowered eyes seemed to be looking at the enemy on the opposite side, and seemed to be staring at the ground and thinking about something, and for the opponent

He seemed to have no intention of refuting the certain hypothesis he put forward: "That is... you still want to compete again, right?"

"Ha, now that things have happened, I no longer eat this kind of food."

With an icy cold air exuding on her hand, Liangchen Meiyu wiped her long sword with her left palm, and then swung it to the side: "What's more... so what if I lose? The empire's steel chariot has already been pushed to your side.

In front of you, the fortress has been blown up to look like this. Even if I die here, reinforcements from the empire will arrive soon. Your failure is already doomed! Hahahaha... That guy Dusk is probably also

He was already killed by the bomb, right?"

"I don't know whether he was killed or not."

As he raised his eyes, Duan Qing suddenly showed a smile: "But... you are still very scared, but I know this."

"You...what?"

"Inciting arrogance, bluffing, and finally trying to shake my fighting spirit, but when the fight actually started, I was full of doubts, and I was worried..." Duan Qing raised his giant sword: "All of this is clear, you... Actually

I’ve always been afraid.”

"What are you afraid of?"

"..."

Duan Qing slowed down his pace and walked forward with a smile: "Are you afraid that you will be killed? Or are you afraid that someone will know about your failure? Oh, I looked carefully and it seems that you are the only one here.

The player appears in the imperial camp..."

"Could it be that this attack was your fault alone? Wings of Freedom...actually didn't know anything?"

Her throat moved with difficulty, Liangchen Meiyu took a step back involuntarily, then looked at Duan Qing's figure that was gradually approaching, and suddenly stepped on the grass with her back foot: "Nonsense! The emperor's side took the lead in this operation, I just...

…Well."

"Oh, so that's it..."

Duan Qing seemed to understand something, and the smile on Duan Qing's face became even bigger: "But in that case, why did you come with me? No one has brought one with me, and I won't participate in the game... You guy, shouldn't you?

Do you want to eat alone?"

"You..." Liangchen Meiyu choked again, and then yelled again: "This is the war supervisor. Do you know the war supervisor? What do you know, a washed-up player, a declining player..."

"No, no, no, we are discussing your problem now, what are you worried about?" Duan Qing waved his hands in vain: "Or... in fact, you have been waiting for something, well... the reinforcements may be a

One aspect, but the condition of the fortress may also be one aspect..."

"Cavalry, only cavalry...and the sudden appearance of chariots...and explosions...by the way, that Ilot."

Duan Qing exhaled and snapped his fingers: "Are you waiting for news about him? Or... Wood who has been killed by me?"

Liangchen Meiyu's expression did not change at all, but the tip of the long sword trembled imperceptibly.

"Does he have other bombs on him? You..." Duan Qing pointed his hand behind him: "Waiting for this place behind me to blow up to the sky?"

"No nonsense!"

Liangchen Meiyu's eyes finally began to become fierce: "It seems...listening to your nonsense was a mistake."

"Come on! Let me teach you with a sword... what is real fighting!"

Holding the cold hilt of the sword with both hands, he began to press forward and rushed in front of Duan Qing in an instant: "Take my sword!"

clang!

With a low sneer, Duan Qing raised his sword to block the opponent's attack. Then, amidst Liangchen Meiyu's low roar, he pulled the knife to his side and made a diagonal slash, knocking the opponent's sword edge back again.

Arrived to the side.

"Innocent!"

Yelling again, Liangchen Meiyu clenched her left hand into a fist and suddenly hammered her sword. At the same time, she shook her right wrist and turned her sword into a shadow.

"Cold Star Thorn!"

The sound of clanking was endless. In that second, no one knew how many swords hit Duan Qing's raised blade, and at the same time, the surrounding air became icy cold. A whistling sound broke through the air.

In the middle, Liangchen Meiyu gritted his teeth and retreated, gathering the sword rain in the sky into a straight line, slashing straight towards Duan Qing's lower body, and then suddenly raised his sword just before Duan Qing's sword was about to block his sword.

, and picked at the opponent's chest again.

"V-shaped cut!"

clang!

Another harsh metal collision echoed in the air at the edge of the grass - the rotating blade was like a ghost, once again appearing on Duan Qing's chest, blocking the sword he was determined to win. His eyes condensed, and he stood at his feet.

He stepped out staggered, trying to turn to the side of the enemy, but before he could reach the position he wanted, the blade rushed to the direction of that position at a faster speed.

"Four……"

Faintly, he heard the other party's murmurings.

What does he want to do?

Countless thoughts once again passed through Liangchen Meiyu's heart, but the situation in front of him did not leave him much time to react - the blade was like a light feather, waving in front of him in the blink of an eye, and then in front of him.

Just when he raised his sword to block the sword, a dragonfly struck his cold sword like water. Duan Qing, holding the handle of the sword in an upright and reverse handshake, used a faster speed to move the sword on his body.

He turned in a full circle in front of him, but before Liangchen Meiyu's next move, he raised his backhand at the base of the hilt of his sword.

Boom!

As the cold air rose, the long sword flew into the air. Liangchen Meiyu was pushed back by the huge force. Just as a sudden thought arose in her heart, a whisper belonging to Duan Qing came to her ears again.

.

"Five...almost."

The galloping figure almost formed a horizontal line in front of him. Duan Qing hid himself low, then threw out his hands, and the white sword like lightning suddenly glowed with blood-red light.

"Eviscerate!"

boom!

A loud noise instantly flooded the area where the two of them were, but it was not caused by Duan Qing's blow, but the sound caused by the chariot breaking through the gate behind him. He was hit by huge force.

Liangchen Meiyu, who flew far away, finally fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He raised his head with difficulty. In addition to the chaotic buzzing in his ears, there was something belonging to Captain Larsen.

Shouts like "Come on".

"Oops! That chariot rushed in..."

"Quick, stop him!"

"How can I stop this..."

"Hahahaha! We finally rushed in...Cavalry, attack!"

"Adventurers of the Principality, hold your position..."

Did it go in...but it has nothing to do with me anymore.

With such thoughts in his mind, Liangchen Meiyu relaxed his weak body, and then lay down again - a bloody hole as big as a football appeared on his chest, along with the broken bones and flesh and blood scattered around, even if he had seen it before

Veterans of the harsh battlefield would probably find it shocking when they saw it. However, as a seriously injured and dying person, Liangtatsu Meiyu seemed to be unaware of all this. His eyes wandered at the door for a while, then he took it back and looked closer.

Duan Qing's body.

"Moshang... Qingshan, how did you..."

"Five layers of deboning, does it hurt?"

With a toothy smile on his face, Duan Qing shook his head and squatted in front of him, exclaiming in amazement: "Look, look at how miserable it is... so I have never used this skill before,

It’s simply inhumane.”

"before you……"

"Why is my knife so fast? I won't tell you this." Duan Qing winked mischievously: "After all... you are a guy who doesn't believe that I can defeat you with just a slash."

Liangchen Meiyu's eyes widened.

"You'd better think about it yourself after you die... Hey, hey, hey! Why did you die so quickly? Look at the expression on his face..."

Duan Qing lowered his head and was silent for a while, then stood up slowly: "I forgot to tell you..."

"The bomb you are waiting for... is probably on me."
To be continued...