r18novel Chapter 195: The Dark Horse of the Competition, an Old Friend Enters Liyue
Chapter 195: The Dark Horse of the Competition, an Old Friend Enters Liyue
The sun's hot rays shone on the arena, and loud cheers continued to ring out at this moment, forcing No. 1 Ye Li, who was sitting in the VIP seat of a merchant, to secretly take out a purification talisman to deal with the noisy sounds around him, so that he could quietly look at a red-haired guy below.
Today's competition is a ranking welfare competition for all the knights in Mondstadt. Just from the name you can tell what this thing does.
At this moment, there are more than a hundred new members of the knight orders, big and small, wearing their respective knight order armor, lined up in colorful teams, standing in front of the chief leader of the High Tower Knights, without any fear on their faces, facing the pressure from the strongest knight order leader with great courage.
The leader of the Knights of the Tower nodded with satisfaction. He did not show any disgust towards this group of writing knights, these strange knights with different beliefs, and the admiration in his eyes remained unchanged.
"Very good. It seems that the chief rookies of all the knight orders are very spirited. The rules of today's competition are very simple. It is a simple free-for-all among 100 people. Whoever among you stands to the end will have his knight order's resources second only to our High Tower Knights. After all, this is the reward that the first place winner deserves."
When these words were spoken, except for a few exceptions, many of the Knights Templar's chief and outstanding newcomers looked shocked, as this rule was very different from previous years.
The rule in previous years was a round-robin duel. Whoever won could continue to stand on a certain stage, but the next person could do a round-robin duel, knock the opponent down, and stand on the stage themselves.
The more than 50 arenas distributed according to this rule have long been combined into today's super-large arena, which is one of the reasons why all the audiences are excited and cheering.
After all, from the outside it seems that the rules have changed a long time ago, but the elders among the various knights did not tell the rules of the competition, because these are extremely confidential and difficult to leak.
Some chief knights knew the old rules, so they didn't care about the new changes in the arena. They just thought about it after hearing the rules of the competition.
The chief knights who didn't know the old rules simply suppressed their surprised expressions and looked seriously at their identified opponents with fiery gazes.
The knights are all proud and respect the one-on-one rules, but disagreements will also arise in a melee of hundreds of people.
Some people who want to duel one-on-one will naturally choose the player they like, and some people who like to fight one against many will naturally choose a melee. However, this is ultimately just the wish of the new leader of each knight order. No one is stupid enough to really duel one-on-one. After all, the real game has not started yet. If a sixth person appears unexpectedly and is defeated by a sneak attack, the result is that they lose the game, and the original ranking of the knights will also drop, and the tilted resources will be reduced.
As the rules of the game were explained, Dicas, who was now dressed in a red knight's dress uniform and a high ponytail of the same fiery red hair, carried a standard one-handed sword. With a calm and resolute look in his red eyes, he observed every move of his opponents.
At this moment, standing in the high tower at the edge of the arena, the leader of the Knights Templar took a look at the figure in red. The interest and admiration in his eyes never faded, and the hand holding the long sword at his waist never loosened.
Dicas noticed someone's gaze and couldn't help but turn his head to look back, and found that the leader of the Knights of the Lone King in the High Tower was staring at him. He immediately realized that his aura had been leaked and some of his strength had been exposed.
Helplessly, Dicas unintentionally released some power while being alert, and successfully attracted the attention of the leader of the Knights. In order to save energy, he had to fight quickly.
Dicas thought so in his mind and then drew out his sword. While he was lost in thought, the game had already begun. Many knights in armor waved their weapons in their respective fields and started a melee.
The entire audience on the stage cheered and stared at their favorite knights, who were demonstrating their strength in the melee.
At this moment, a young man lowered his head and looked at the red-haired figure shuttling among the crowd. The cold light of the long sword would take away a ribbon from each knight. It was a weapon that proved defeat. Every knight had it hung on his body to distinguish the winner and loser in the chaos of the crowd.
Ducas's clean and decisive fighting style and speed shocked many knights. His red dress, which was also his armor, reminded people of a knight with red hair in the past, and the mark on that knight's armor confirmed his identity.
"I didn't expect that the former Dawn Knights would come out again, and this time the red-haired boy is even stronger than before. I don't know which old guy he learned it from, but his swordsmanship is so neat and slick, and the technique is so easy and does not consume any physical strength. It makes me excited."
"Alright, alright, who cares where he learned it from? Although the rules of this competition will affect the entire viewing experience, the scene of thousands of troops fighting against each other really gave me a wonderful experience. I really want to write this into a poem so that my friends can listen to it carefully."
At this moment, somewhere in the audience, a slightly older man was communicating with a very young boy, and they both had their own opinions and were having a great time talking about it.
"Young man, who do you think will win this competition?" asked the old man sitting next to the boy.
"Why do you even need to ask? That red-haired black horse who came out alone killed more than 20 chief knights of the knight orders from various places. Look at the ribbon that fell off."
"That's true, but no one will let him go on like this. After all, victory in this match is very important to the future development of every knight order. Some guys don't follow the traditional knightly etiquette."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Dicas was surrounded by five knights. The long sword in his hand drew several tracks and successfully resisted the attack of the ribbons surrounding him. He squatted down and raised his foot to trip the five knights directly. As his body moved, the long sword also directly removed the ribbons on their bodies.
"Impossible! How could the members of my Laurent Knights be defeated by the knights of a fallen noble? And with just one sword!"
"It's incredible, I've never seen that kind of skill before, but it takes time to practice."
"I can only say that as expected of the descendant of one of the strongest knights in the past, he has great potential."
At this moment, many people in the audience and nobles in the VIP seats were shocked, and the defeated knights could only return to their respective knights in shame from the crowd, and their leaders just patted them on the shoulders to comfort them, because they could feel that once they faced Dicas, they could only hold out for three or five moves at most.
Many leaders of the knights understood at the beginning of Di Cass's action that this dark horse was no ordinary person and his strength was definitely above theirs.
The dark horse's actions made many members of the Knights Temperance stop fighting each other. Now they have only one goal, which is to kill the dark horse that just appeared, so that they can ensure that the ranking of their Knights Temperance can be raised.
So more than 50 knights, who were all rookies in their respective knight orders, rushed forward with their weapons drawn. As for the etiquette of duel, it would be of no use at all on a real battlefield. This could be regarded as a lesson they taught the dark horse red-haired knight.
Dicas looked at the group of knights rushing over, his red eyes filled with solemnity, he did not have any thoughts of underestimating the enemy, he clenched the sword in his hand, his whole aura changed drastically, with the determination to fight to the death, he went upstream towards the oncoming rainbow stream.
"This guy is indeed impulsive, but judging from his current strength, he should be able to hold on. He just has to suffer."
At this moment, No. 1 Ye Li in the VIP seat looked at the scene of Dicas rushing into the crowd and killing everyone with an attitude of watching the fun.
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Liyue, at the entrance of the elevator leading down to the underground city at the foot of Tianheng Mountain, a petite girl with a fluffy tail and long ears is following the people of Liyue towards the elevator that has already been raised.
There was a rumbling sound, and the elevator sank. In less than two minutes, it led people to the gate of the underground city. They took out their tokens to check into the city.
After entering the city, the long-eared girl went straight to the civil mediation department and without saying a word, she took out a token given to her by a stingy Qianyan Army coach. Immediately, the expression of the Qianyan Army soldier in charge of civil disputes changed, and the companion in his ear said something. Another Qianyan Army soldier also ran directly into a lounge in the house, took out the token and notified a superior.