"The recast one has been destroyed in its original form and lacks many of its purported magical powers." Miranda shook her head. "It is not as good as His Highness's 'Warning' handed down by the Falkenhausz family, or those from other families..."

Mallos shook his head and denied:

"Wrong, it's definitely better than the prince's, much better."

Miranda was startled.

I saw Mallos move his wrist and hold the sword hilt forward:

"Because he never uses it."

Miranda paused.

After a few seconds, she nodded and took the eagle with trembling hands.

"Remember how you felt today." Mallos said with deep meaning.

"What?"

Mallos snorted softly and looked at the two dueling men in the field:

"It is not often that you have such an opportunity. There are more than a dozen super masters to ensure your absolute safety, and an extreme master who specializes in swordsmanship and will not hold back will give you free training, allowing you to be free between life and death.

Use your hands and feet to hone yourself and perform beyond your capabilities.”

Free sparring, extraordinary performance?

"It's not just me," Miranda felt a little uncomfortable. She looked at her colleagues around her, "They are too."

"No, they can't do it. Most of them can't do it. They just get beaten." Mallos shook his head and turned to leave. "Just like His Royal Highness, Doyle was standing at the door and listening during the ancient empire literature class, but he was listening.

There is just a buzzing sound in the ears, which is of no benefit. It can at most help with sleep.

Mallos turned around and gave her a sideways look:

“Only when the level is reached can we benefit from it.”

Miranda looked at her trembling hands, thoughtfully.

A few minutes later, the sword light around Toledo that was guarding him became unstable for a while, connected with the three swords of Lausanne II, and took several steps back!

"Very good defense," Luosang sneered, sending his sword forward, "but it's not enough."

The next moment, Toledo roared angrily, rolled on the spot in embarrassment, and retreated.

But Lausanne II did not pursue him. He turned around with something in mind and found Marius standing behind him holding the hilt of his sword.

However, most of the surrounding guards had disappeared without realizing it, and the remaining scattered figures disappeared into the distance one after another.

Lausanne II frowned.

strangeness.

Why did they give up so quickly?

With more people fighting fewer people, shouldn't they be very confident, feel they have a good chance, and want to capture themselves alive through a protracted battle, and then...

"Why?"

Lausanne II had a hoarse voice:

"You have obviously caught me."

Marius smiled and glanced around with his peripheral vision to confirm that the members of the guard had evacuated in an orderly manner:

"You mean, you caught us?"

Lausanne II's eyes moved.

boom!

Another firework exploded in the air, illuminating the two people confronting each other clearly.

"You stayed alone," Lausanne II faced Marius directly, his eyes locked on the other's sword, "Why?"

"That way you don't have to chase anyone else."

Luosang's eyes changed.

Mallos then asked:

"His Highness said your name is Luosang, or 'Second', why? A nickname is given to a gangster. There are so many powerful and famous folk thieves, why is it this notorious and despised villain? Just because

Scary?"

Lausanne II was silent for a moment.

"Like a name, you can't choose your own nickname," his face was hidden under the mask, only his eyes were shining, "It's like destiny."

Mallos frowned:

"Well, it's a bit profound."

Lausanne II snorted and was about to draw his sword, but Mallos quickly raised his hand in front of him to signal him to wait.

"Okay, okay, I admit it: I have to say that in terms of swordsmanship alone, you are superb. You are ranked among the top two warriors I have ever seen."

Mallos' eyes moved:

"Even as good as Master Shao Yu of the Final Tower."

Lausanne II did not speak.

"As for your physical fitness..."

Mallos pondered for a while.

"You were under siege and fought fiercely for a long time, but you didn't take a breath, your movements didn't deform, your shots were as steady as before, your center of gravity was perfectly balanced, and your steps were not messy at all," the watchman became more solemn as he spoke, "What's even more terrifying is the intensity of each blow.

It can be maintained at a very high level without any decline.”

The way Lausanne II looked at him slowly changed.

"And your injuries, although I don't know how many injuries you suffered before we arrived, but you shouldn't feel any pain, right?"

Mallos sighed:

"In short, I have only seen such abundant physical strength and terrifying qualities in the Fury of the Kingdom."

It is completely inconsistent with the previous information.

Thinking of this, Mallos changed his tone:

"Does all of this have something to do with the alien drop just now? Did you use some... inhuman power?"

Lausanne II was silent for a while.

"You have good knowledge and vision," he said quietly, "I don't know, how is your strength?"

Mallos smiled and shook his head:

"Well, my strength is not fighting-"

The next second, with a loud bang, another firework exploded in the sky, and Lausanne's sword instantly stabbed Mallos in front of his eyes!

Damn it!

Mallos gritted his teeth and drew his sword, trying to block this sudden blow!

It seems that I have to fight even if I don’t fight.

Lausanne II's sword trembled in the air, and as the light and shadow of the fireworks flashed, it struck again. Mallos had to swing his sword with all his strength to block two attacks in a row!

"You just said you were the watchman?"

Luosang was strolling in the courtyard, but he moved forward step by step. The long sword in his hand was sometimes faster and sometimes slower, and his attacks were freely and perfectly matched with his pace.

"clang!"

On the contrary, Mallos tried his best to block but seemed to be overwhelmed and kept retreating:

"Yes?"

"Outrageous."

Luosang snorted coldly:

"I have the impression that the previous watchman of the royal guard was extremely strong - Joaquin praised him repeatedly, and even a proud and arrogant person like Bruno was willing to bow down to him."

Lausanne II's long sword changed its direction and attacked:

"How did it get to you that you are so ridiculously weak, worse than your subordinates?"

Mallos took another step back, completely passive, and his defense was extremely difficult: "The most important thing about a watchman is not martial arts..."

But before he finished speaking, Lausanne II's sword moved like thunder and fell from the sky!

Oops!

"Whoa!"

Amid the howling wind, Mallos took three steps back and dodged the fatal blow in a panic!

Silence returned to the field until Lausanne coldly pulled out the long sword from where Marius stood just now.
To be continued...