Amid the white smoke, Thales just opened his eyes in confusion when he saw a slap coming towards him!

Um?

Thales exclaimed and instinctively grasped the slap, only to realize that the person in front of him was Miss Heeley.

"Good, you're awake!" Xi Lai was surprised and happy, and pulled him up from the ground.

Yes, I'm awake.

Thales found that he was still in the tunnel, and for some unknown reason, there was a strange and faint white smoke everywhere, as if someone was smoking in the tunnel below.

"What's this smoke? Smoke bomb? Your magic?"

Xi Lai frowned slightly:

"Well, that's right?"

In confusion, Thales shook his still buzzing head:

"Me, how long did it take for me to faint?"

"Five seconds, ten seconds is the most."

so long?

Um?

So, what about the others?

Thales was taken aback and turned around instinctively:

In the white smoke, Glover, Rolf, Kathleen and Slimani were still lying on the ground.

Srimani was still smacking his lips in his sweet dream, but Grover had already begun to wake up slowly.

They...are not dead?

There's not even a wound at all, is it okay?

ah?

Thales was startled and turned around instinctively:

"He, where is he?"

Where are the enemies?

What about Lausanne?

What about the man in black?

What about the killer who knocked down everyone with his superpowers?

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing came, attracting Thales' attention.

Only a few meters away, the figure of Lausanne II passed by, suddenly appearing in the white smoke.

Thales was startled and subconsciously touched the dagger on the ground, only to see another figure passing through the smoke and rushing towards Lausanne II in black.

Whoosh!

The sword wind overflowed, and the white smoke faded away, revealing the battle situation:

The opponent of the man in black was fighting with Luosang endlessly with long swords. He could see his steady steps, and the light of his sword flickered on and off, reflecting the dim light of the fire to all sides of the tunnel.

That is……

But what surprised Thales was that not only was the swordsman whose face he couldn't see clearly unaffected by the opponent's abilities, but he also blocked the opponent's attacks with high speed, slow attack and fast attack.

Faced with Luosang's superb swordsmanship, he performed with ease and did not fall behind in the slightest.

Obviously, he is a rare master.

"Who are you!"

Luosang spoke coldly in the white smoke, but compared to before, his tone was a little more impatient:

"Who did you learn swordsmanship from?"

But his opponent did not answer, and just kept using his sword to force Lausanne away from Thales.

Thales came back to his senses, waved away the pungent white smoke, shook his head, and tried to sort out his memory:

"Fa, what happened?"

"Well," Xi Lai raised his eyebrows and his eyes flickered, "I was lucky. As soon as I went out, I met the reinforcements."

"reinforcement?"

Thales said in surprise.

Where did the reinforcements come from for this unlucky corpse tunnel, an abandoned sewer that no one could find?

"Who is it? What kind of reinforcements?"

He turned around, trying to see clearly which chivalrous master had saved them when they saw injustice, and was even able to compete with an opponent with extraordinary swordsmanship, but Xi Lai grabbed his collar and ears and pulled him without resistance.

Come back.

"You don't want your life!"

Amid Thales' cry of pain, Shilay kicked him hard, hitting Slimani's flat palm, causing the defense lawyer to scream in pain and wake up from his drooling dream.

"Wake them up and let's run!"

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laugh!

During the battle on the other side, the moment the swords met, Lausanne II took three steps back, his left arm trembling.

Now, he has no time to worry about the prince and his goals.

Luosang took a deep breath and raised his bloody left arm: the wound left on it was extremely deep and the sharp edge penetrated into the bone.

"This is...a triumphal strike." He reluctantly spoke.

That's right, it's a triumphal strike.

Moreover, this triumphal strike was executed perfectly, accurately, and powerfully.

The timing is right, the pressure is strong, and the lethality is considerable.

It couldn't be more perfect.

He was completely different from the young royal guard he met at Diop's mansion before.

If I were the same person I was a few years ago, I wouldn't be able to handle it.

However, a triumphal attack of this magnitude...

Luosang put down his left arm and looked at the opponent in front of him solemnly, holding the sword in his hand tighter and tighter.

This is impossible.

impossible.

However, the other party seemed to hear his thoughts and chuckled:

"The world is a big place and nothing is impossible."

No.

Luosang took a deep breath and his tone trembled slightly:

"You are, who are you? Where did you learn this triumphal strike?"

Amidst the white smoke, the visitor slowly moved forward, revealing his true face in the dim light of the fire.

"And the world is small."

He was a man in his forties, with a handsome face, sharp eyes, bright clothes, and complete armor. He was incompatible with the dirty and smelly tunnels around him, like a bright color in the black ink.

The moment he saw the other party's appearance clearly, Luosang's eyes flashed.

No.

This is impossible!

"How are you doing with the legion ten postures, my best student?"

The long sword turned in the man's hand, dexterously and skillfully, just like an arm.

Just like Lausanne just now.

In the faint white smoke, Lausanne II looked unbelievable.

"teacher?"

He spoke softly, as if seeing a ghost:
Chapter completed!