In fact, at this time, Brando was determined to prove himself with the White Crow Swordsmanship, but he was also powerless. He couldn't help but feel weak in his heart - this Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles is really as terrifying as ever, the sword sword
The pressing force didn't give him any room to fight back.
Not to mention using the White Crow Sword Technique, Brando thought that if he made one unnecessary move, he would probably be killed by the opponent's sword immediately. Although Mephistopheles was determined to capture him alive, a sword fight was not possible after all.
joke.
Because both sides were sure that the other would use all his strength, and if one party was a little playful, the other would accidentally kill him. That situation itself was not within Mephisto's expectation.
After all, who would have thought that an opponent whose life is obviously at stake would make fun of his own life?
The Gray Sword Master had accurately calculated that Brando would have to do his best to resist every blow of his, because only in this way could the young man's actions be restricted. In fact, this was the case. Brando had already asked Mephistopheles to
Was surprised.
He was now certain that this young man was a genius, and not an ordinary one.
It's not that he is arrogant. He has never seen a young man who can handle three moves in his hands. Not to mention young people, even many famous sword masters may not be able to take over him in the golden field so calmly.
Three Swords - After a fight, Mephistopheles saw through Brando's general strength.
But the more this happens, the more certain he becomes that Veronica will not give up on this young man easily. Even in the Cruz Empire, the golden strength of someone in his early twenties, as well as the dual genius of swordsmanship and tactics are rare in hundreds of years.
Seen.
Not to mention Veronica, even he himself secretly cherishes talents, but unfortunately, he is a Cruz. The genius of Cruz is his enemy.
Mephisto's expression was cold, but the sword in his hand was faster.
At this time, in Brando's mind, Otales had just yawned sleepily, and then she said: "Quick, little guy, give control of your body to me, big sister, you can't deal with this guy."
"Is it okay?" Brando's thoughts were as fast as lightning.
"There's a problem. There's definitely a big gap in level between you and him, but at least you're not without the power to fight back."
"I mean, is it okay to use this method forcefully? Lady Ortales, didn't you say that this is not the correct way to use the Holy Seal?"
"Of course, I've had a break for a month or two since last time, so ten minutes won't be a big problem." Ortales replied with some pride, and she hummed softly again: "Why, do you look down on your sister?
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"That's not true, Lord Otales," Brando replied. He just thought that this time he was in the main material world after all, but when he thought that he had saved himself once in Bucci Otales, he was filled with confusion.
Relieved: "Come on."
The exchange of thoughts between the two parties was completed in an instant, and Mephisto's sword had just hit the blade of the Earth Sword in Brando's hand.
But in fact, it was no longer him who controlled Brando's body at this time.
And at that moment, Otales fired three swords in a row - the sword of the earth turned into a black shadow in her hand. One collision, one press, one press. Because the speed was so fast, it seemed to outsiders that it was the earth.
The sword Harangia split into three in an instant and made contact with Mephisto's giant sword.
‘Ding——’, the three sword strikes turned into the same metal trembling sound.
Then Otales took advantage of the situation and retreated, leaving the range of the Gray Sword Master's sword unscathed. At this time, only a few seconds had passed since the two of them fought.
There was a dead silence nearby.
Those young people were stunned, not to mention the nobles from the Eruin envoy in the distance. They seemed to have just reacted at this time and realized what they had seen before.
Is that young man really from Eruin?
Are the two guys still performing mortal swordsmanship?
Although those nobles were unworthy, they still had some ability to join this envoy. Especially since Roberon was from a prominent family and had extraordinary natural knowledge. He took a deep breath and immediately realized something - that young man was probably Einstein.
Lu Yin's most outstanding genius in the past three centuries must not be buried in that guy with unknown origins so unclearly.
Although Brando just called out the name of Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, there are many people with the same name in this world. Besides, Gray Sword Saint has disappeared for so many years. It is normal for Robbern to not think of the identity of the other party.
of.
But at this time, he suddenly ran out and shouted: "Sir, wait a minute, he is not Crewe..."
He originally wanted to prove that Brando was not a Cruz, but he didn't expect that before he finished speaking, the sword master who suddenly took back the giant sword and put it on his shoulder had already spoken.
Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles raised his eyebrows and looked at Brando with interest; he didn't even look at the wide and fat Earl Robron who was yelling at the side, but interrupted the guy's speech.
Brando said: "What a flash sword, a descendant of Gilt, young man - Cruz's palace secret swordsmanship is now in your hands, what else do you have to say?"
As soon as he said these words, the Eruin envoy over there immediately dropped their jaws.
Robron stared at the young man in stunned silence, his mind went blank for a moment - Cruz's secret palace swordsmanship, the Flash Sword, came from the inheritance of the Dragon Clan, but it was more famous than Eruin's White Crow Swordsmanship, which was adapted from the swordsmanship of the Wind Elf Guards.
Much more.
If the White Crow Swordsmanship is still out there, then in the history of the Flash Sword, only the direct descendants of Gilt can practice it. It is a swordsmanship that belongs to the Fire King and is one of the prides of the Eagle Empire.
At this time, not to mention the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, even the broad and fat Eruin nobleman who fought with Brando from the wolf disaster could not help but doubt this young man.
Is the noble a Cruz person?
Although it seems that Brando is more like an Eruin.
But in fact, except for the blond hair and blue eyes of the descendants of pure-blooded Eagle Knights, most Cruz people are very similar to the Eruin people. After all, the two were born from the same nation centuries ago.
Not to mention that Brando's mother is a Cadrego, and her ancestors are a branch of the Cruz people's aristocracy, so he really doesn't seem to be able to tell the difference.
At this time, Robberon suddenly felt enlightened.
No wonder!
No wonder this young man dared to teach the little princess with a mosaic collar so mercilessly, no wonder he dared to contradict Veronica in person, no wonder he didn't take the golden-maned lion man in his eyes.
Feeling: This young man is originally a Cruz, and he is not an ordinary Cruz. He can flash a sword, which means he is a direct descendant of Gilt, the Lord of Fire.
Cruz is not like Eruin who had a history of changing dynasties, with the Corcova dynasty replacing the Sifah dynasty. Because of the support of the Temple of Fire, it is natural that the descendants of the King of Fire have always ruled the empire.
In short, to sum up the above.
In other words, this young man is not only a Cruz, but also a Cruz royal!
When he thought about how they had dared to aggressively find trouble with a member of the Cruz royal family, Count Roberon couldn't help but want to raise his fat white hands to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
He paused and hurriedly said to Brando with some hesitation: "Mr. Baron, please forgive me, we should not have offended you before -"
He did not dare to directly say that Brando was a Cruz, in order to avoid being offended, but in his opinion, Mephistopheles had already recognized Brando's identity, so it actually made no difference whether he spoke or not.
But when he opened his mouth, Otales just glanced here without knowing the truth, and Brando, who had put his soul back into his body at this time, almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Damn it, this time I couldn’t even wash myself away even if I jumped into the Yellow River!
"Lord Otales," he couldn't help but be speechless: "You——"
"What?" Otales was slightly startled. She was not an idiot. After hearing Mephisto's strange question and looking at the suspicious attitude of the fat man Robbern, she naturally understood that she might have done something stupid.
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But what she couldn't figure out was that the swordsmanship of the Fire King Gilt was also the swordsmanship of an upright sage. Could it be that the descendants of the Fire King were now in a state where everyone was shouting for beatings?
But it doesn't look like it.
"Aren't you a wind elf? Why do you use a flash sword?" Brando asked feebly: "Generally speaking, people will use the swordsmanship they are most accustomed to, right?"
"That's right," Otales replied: "But little guy, this body is your body after all. I practice mostly swordsmanship suitable for women. Gilt's swordsmanship is probably the most suitable."
Only when your swordsmanship is improved can you exert 100% of its power."
"In the situation like that just now, sister can only protect herself by using all her strength," she replied in her heart: "Besides, didn't she also use the flash sword in the Tianming Arena last time?"
Brando almost lost another mouthful of blood. He thought Ortales was an unexpected savior, but he didn't expect what would be the worst decision. This was the worst decision.
But he also knew that the female knight herself had done nothing wrong, but he couldn't think of such a coincidence no matter how hard he thought about it.
This is such a coincidence!
But it is meaningless to say anything more now. Even Eruin's envoys present began to doubt his identity, and those centaurs and tree elves naturally did not have the ability to prove his identity.
At this time, only Kuran, Antitina and Qian could know that he was telling the truth, because they had seen him use the Flash Sword in the underground world.
But then again, can Kuran, Antitina and Qian really be sure? Brando knows that he is also a mystery in their hearts.
What's more, even if the two ladies are willing to testify, the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles may not necessarily believe them at this time. After all, in the eyes of the Sword Master, they are on the same side as him.
Brando glanced over there.
Qian seemed to want to step forward, but was held back by Antitina. This move made Brando relieved. He was really afraid that Qian would be impulsive. Mephistopheles did not kill him because he was still useful.
He may not really be merciful to others.
In fact, at this time Brando understood that there was only one way left to prove his identity.
That is Her Royal Highness the Princess's silver brooch.
It is impossible for a real member of the Cruz royal family to pretend to be a member of the Knights of the Eruin royal family.
However, it was obviously not appropriate to display Her Royal Highness the Princess's silver brooch here. Brando looked around and then said to Ortales: "Ms. Ortales, do you have any techniques that can increase the speed?"
"Of course, what?" Otales replied while wary of Mephistopheles.
"Find a way to lure that guy away from here, to a place where no one is around." Brando replied.
"Little guy, you are too whimsical," Otales shook her head: "His absolute power is far greater than yours. I can only make up for it temporarily with my skills. I can't escape-"
"Enough. The speed of Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles is his weakness," Brando replied firmly: "Although I don't say get rid of him, it is more than enough to distract him."
"Are you so sure?" The female knight was slightly startled.
Brando thought that if he was not sure, he would not be able to pass the task of the black iron body, so he nodded, "Listen to me, Lady Otales, go west from here and lead him there
