"Is this your grudge attack?" Suddenly, a childish voice sounded, startling Achilles who was sighing.
"No...impossible! You...are you still alive?" After Achilles waited for the dust to fall, he saw Rikka who was still standing there. It seemed that the other person had not moved a step from beginning to end.
"It's really funny. Can the dead still talk to you? Now that you're done, let's look at other people's attacks." The smile on Rikka's face gradually widened, and the beast-like aura became stronger.
Bow down and shoot! Rikka doesn't have the fancy moves on her opponent. In her opinion, fighting is about killing the opponent, simple and straightforward.
But her behavior seemed very funny in the eyes of Achilles. Although Achilles couldn't figure out how the other party survived his own grudge attack, he was regarded as such by rushing toward him like an idiot.
Insulted.
In his opinion, even Lord Anthony, the Divine Blessing Knight, would not dare to despise him so much. The little girl in front of him is either extremely confident in himself or she is an idiot.
The long sword was raised again, and the fighting spirit gathered again. Achilles was very angry at this time, angry with himself for being careless, and even more angry with the opponent's expression.
Sideways, slapping! Rikka's attack seemed so disorganized that even Achilles doubted whether the opponent was a competent opponent.
Turn around and slash! Achilles waved the long sword in his hand, and even increased the fighting spirit attached to it. But he was always able to dodge and escape at the last moment, as if he was predicting the future.
Bang! His long sword collided with the two daggers, and some sparks shot out. Their eyes met. This was the first time Achilles observed each other at such a close distance.
The person in front of me is about eight or nine years old, with a very delicate face. Although he is not tall, his proportions are just right.
However, there is an icy coldness in those big, watery eyes at this moment. It is as ferocious as a trapped animal, and it is a madness that is extremely eager to fight.
However, the entire confrontation took only a moment. Rikka jumped back to his previous position again, while Achilles was a little distracted.
He has seen this look and will never forget it in his life. Because the person he saw was Anthony, the blessed knight, and it was exactly the look he had when he killed the old king's guard.
How many years has it been, how many years has it been since I have seen this kind of expression that can make one's heart palpitate just by looking at it? Achilles was stunned in place, and time seemed to have returned to more than 20 years ago...
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I still remember that it was the last day of the warm moon. The lion Fernando stood outside the ancient city. On the left stood the great fire mage Yuri, and on the right stood the divine knight Anthony.
On that day, all souls howled and all ghosts were wiped out. The roar of the magic cannon lasted for two full days and two nights. Hundreds of professionals were found dead, and most of them didn't even leave their bodies behind. p>
The bronze bell of the mage tower kept shaking. All the magicians stood in front of the secret magic union, and various magic waves lit up the sky.
Among the four major families of magic, Furion, the master of the mage tower, closed his eyes tightly. The top of the burning staff was red, and a huge magic barrier enveloped everyone.
But he was already old, but he still couldn't resist the young and energetic Yuri. With the crisp sound of cracking, Furion vomited blood and passed out on the spot.
When the old king, who was originally panicked, saw this, he killed his three wives and five children with his own hands. But he himself tidied up his clothes and sat back on the throne again.
That day, the lion flag flew again in Aogu City, but the color changed from dark red to deep purple. All Dou Qi users knelt down on one knee to accept the canonization of the new king, and all magicians also bent down, no more
Not the least bit unruly.
But the young Achilles slowly walked out of the crowd, pointing the tip of his sword at the person he could never surpass. The new king Fernando turned to look at his eldest brother, signaling for him to keep someone under his sword.
With just one blow, Antony, the Blessed Knight, only waved the blade of light. But Achilles was like a rag that had been trampled by thousands of bulls. Not to mention resisting, he couldn't even stand up. p>
And when he raised his head, he saw exactly this expression, the same expression as the little girl now. It was a disregard for life, an expression of a strong man's disdain for ants.
Slowly withdrawing from the memories, Achilles raised the long sword in his hand, and his fighting spirit surged again. Rikka, not far away, still stood still, with no intention of sneak attack.
"This is my strongest blow. If you can survive, the Lion Bar will always open the door to you." Achilles is still gathering his fighting spirit. He is unwilling to accept the second person who defeats him. p>
"Okay, I'm planning to learn how to drink, but can you hurry up? It's getting late, and I have to go home." Liuhua smiled when he heard this, as if he regarded the other party's powerful fighting energy fluctuations as if they were nothing. Achilles stopped saying anything when he saw this. In fact, he knew that he had lost today's competition. At least the identities were swapped, and he would never do the stupid thing of waiting for the opponent to unleash a full blow.
Time passed by minute by second, and after a moment, the originally violent fighting spirit gradually calmed down. Achilles looked directly at Rikka and slowly danced his sword.
"Strangle! Jihad Executioner!" As soon as he said these words, the long sword in his hand buzzed continuously as if it had been given life, and a huge sword light of fighting spirit shot towards Rikka.
Boom! The area around the Lion Bar trembled again, and the magic barrier was instantly distorted. Achilles collapsed on the ground. This was his strongest blow, and now there is no fighting spirit in his body.
The bluestone ground turned into powder, the stones continued to collide in the air, and the dust spread again. However, after everything calmed down, the petite figure appeared again.
Rikka is in a very bad mood now. She was already very irritable, but now she is on the verge of explosion. In her opinion, the other party is not trying to compete with her, but more like killing herself.
In the face of danger, she always adhered to the beheading behavior taught to her by Boom. Looking at the two daggers that were already dilapidated, Rikka slowly picked up a stone, turned and walked towards Achilles. p>
"You are a strong man. Although I don't know which of you is more powerful than Lord Anthony, I am not as good as you." Achilles said with some bitterness.
"I will pay you a hundred gold coins for my robe! Also, from now on, everyone who comes to drink will be free of charge! Otherwise, I will beat you to death!" Rikka said with a serious face as he kept throwing the rocks in his hand.
"I've really seen a ghost today!" Achilles nodded. In his opinion, what the other person said was just to give him a step up.
But what Rikka did next almost shocked his jaw. He saw Rikka jumping to the edge of the magic barrier, and smashed the expensive barrier with one punch.
Achilles was a little absent-minded at the moment. He was not reluctant to have the magic barrier destroyed, but was amazed at the opponent's powerful strength. At least in front of the opponent now, he was probably not even a baby.
When thinking about Rikka's age, a sense of frustration arises spontaneously. It turns out that there are real geniuses in this world, at least I saw one today.