"Who do you think you are? Even if your brother comes now, he wouldn't dare to speak to me like this." Howard wanted to retract his hand, but then he discovered to his horror that he couldn't break free with his own strength.
"Heh, he's just a piece of trash who just entered the third level." Chris curled his lips in disdain and let go of his hand, causing Howard to stagger back a few steps.
"You!" Howard's face turned red with anger, and he pulled out the sword with a clang.
Chris pressed his palm down, and an astonishing momentum was released, forcing the onlookers to retreat dozens of steps, clearing a large vacuum area.
These are all my future subjects, and it would be bad if they were hurt.
Howard was furious, lost his mind, brandished his sword and stabbed Chris.
Long Xiao unsheathed and swung slightly to the side, causing Howard's attack to deviate from the direction. Chris took advantage of the situation and kicked him hard on the back, leaving a footprint.
Howard ran forward four or five steps, turned around and swept away, and the sharp sword light shot out from the sword.
"Roar." The dragon roared and slashed forward, shattering the sword light and scattering it like silver smoke.
Howard's eyes narrowed slightly. He had no idea that the second son of the Jordan family would have such strong fighting power.
Half a year ago, the guy in front of me was still a poor guy who was often bullied by his younger brother.
"Exploding fireball!" Chris launched a counterattack, and the blazing orange-red fireball quickly gathered in front of him.
"It is indeed a magic warrior!" Howard's eyes narrowed, "The fighting skills are as good as the sword light!"
He swung his sword forward and fired a meter-long silver blade.
"Boom!" The fireball and the light blade collided violently, and sword energy and flames raged around.
The free people who were watching kept backing away, fearing that they would be accidentally injured.
Using the cover of the firelight, Chris stamped his feet and rushed towards Howard at an extremely fast speed.
That guy was indeed a third-level knight, and his fighting instincts were quite good. He raised his sword and accurately blocked Chris' attack.
"Clang!" came the sound of metal clashing, which stung people's eardrums.
Both sides are equally matched in strength, and neither can do anything to the other.
"Magic, thunder and lightning!" Dark blue arcs flashed on the dragon's roar, and Howard's whole body twitched.
This is the battle of the magic warrior, which can often produce unexpected results.
Chris raised his right foot and kicked Howard in the chest violently, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards. His feet slid back more than ten meters on the ground.
Howard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face: "How is this possible? How can a mere first-order magic warrior have such strong fighting power?"
"Ignorant thing, who told you that I only have the first level?" Chris said coldly.
"Are you a second-level magic warrior?" Howard's pupils shrank suddenly, "No, this is impossible!"
Chris was too lazy to talk to him anymore. The dragon roared far ahead, and a thick dark cloud appeared above Howard's head.
"Magic, thunder!"
The dark clouds rolled and dropped a dozen dark blue thunderbolts, completely engulfing Howard's body.
There was a "crackling" sound in the air from time to time.
A few seconds later, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and Howard reappeared in front of everyone.
There is a transparent shield on the surface of his body, which firmly protects him.
The shield flickered twice, gradually becoming illusory, until it completely disappeared, and a pendant on Howard's chest shattered.
"As expected of the heir to the Viscount, he actually has protective magic props." Chris smacked his lips. He had already experienced it once with Anthony, but that guy's props were very poor and could not be compared with Howard's.
Howard's face was ashen. The magic equipment was bought by his family for a lot of money from other big cities. It was very expensive and was a one-time consumable. But in the situation just now, he had to use it.
"Boy, you've pissed me off!" Howard's hair was blowing in the wind, and his powerful momentum was exuding, making his robes rumble.
"Haha." Chris sneered, "So what?"
"Explosive step!" Howard's feet flashed with silver light, his speed soared instantly, and his body turned into afterimages, making it almost impossible to see his movements clearly.
Chris injected fighting spirit and magic power into the dragon's roar, and the silver fighting spirit and colorless magic power intertwined around the sword. He blocked back and easily caught Howard's long sword.
But Howard relied on his good speed to hit one attack after another.
Chris is highly concentrated and relies on his own perception to capture the opponent's next move.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
In just a few breaths, the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds.
The sword energy swept through violently, causing scratches to appear on the bluestone ground beneath their feet.
"Bang!" Both sides struck with all their strength, and each was forced back more than a dozen steps by the counter-shock force.
Howard looked at his sword blade, which was full of gaps. This sword had been with him for more than ten years, cutting through iron like mud, and it was invincible, but today it was almost scrapped, which made him feel heartbroken.
Furious, Howard unleashed all his fighting spirit.
"Wind Control Sword Technique!" A foot-long light erupted from the sword, and silver particles flipped and flew around, bringing a cold aura.
"You forced me to do this!" Howard's eyes were bloodshot, "Suffer death!"
"Are you worthy?" Chris' eyes flickered, and the memory information of the secret book appeared in his mind, as if he had practiced this fighting skill thousands of times.
"Cloud Broken Dragon Split!" Chris shook hands into claws, with red light and electricity flying in his palms. Red floating clouds split in front of him, and gaps as thin as hair appeared in the surrounding space.
The two sides walked towards each other, and at a certain moment they collided with each other. The powerful energy storm spread, and the bluestone ground below cracked with countless fine cracks.
The silver sword light was washed away, and then there was a "click" sound of the long sword breaking.
A red dragon claw gradually enlarged in Howard's pupils.
"Ding, ding, ding." A series of crisp sounds came from his ears, and Howard knew that it was the magic equipment he was wearing that was automatically protecting his body.
In less than a moment, the five powerful pieces of magic equipment exerted their last remaining heat and were all shattered.
Chris's fighting skills also lost all power, and his palms hovered in front of Howard's head.
"Bang!" Chris slapped Howard on the forehead, causing him to roll back several times and fall to the ground, with his hair disheveled.
Howard was a little lost. He was a third-level knight, but he was defeated?
"Hiro, go and slap him." Chris turned to the Hilo knight and said.
Howard's eyes widened and he shouted angrily: "He dares!"
Chris took out the Qiongtian Explosive Flame Bow from the space ring, poured all the fighting spirit and magic power in his body into it, and condensed it into an armor-piercing arrow with powerful and sharp energy. The arrow was pointed at Howard's head, and he said word for word