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"I think this, your Majesty, you don't need to worry too much. You have seen the two previous contests by the person sent by Prince Theodor, the fastest update, and barely made it to the final. Nicholas is absolutely enough to deal with it, even for a while. If you fail, our people will definitely be able to help your Majesty solve this trouble."

"Then then I will all rely on you, Constance." With such two-handed preparation, Emperor Mikhail, who was at ease in his heart, couldn't help but nod slightly, and at this time they also transferred their attention to the arena again. on.

I saw the bright lights dissipating the darkness, making the arena feel like daylight, and the eager samurai walked to both sides, waiting for the sound of the horn when the final duel began.

People hurriedly finished their meal and returned to their seats to watch the duel that was about to begin, whispering to each other, and talking excitedly with each other about who might win. However, some people just gossiping after cooking, while others have other intentions.

Looking at the court, Andrea Doria asked the retainer Alfred who was standing next to him: "What do you think of the skill of the newly dispatched Chinschat from Theodore, Afu? "He is not very proficient in martial arts, and he is not very interested in this kind of martial arts competition. He just watched that the illegitimate son of Emperor Mikhail actually met Prince Theodor's person, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

But on the side, Alfred, who was still wearing a helmet, made a hoarse voice but replied coldly: "It's the same in my eyes...it's vulnerable."

"Ah, I knew I shouldn't ask you." Andrea, holding his forehead, couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, knowing that he couldn't ask anything more. Although Alfred is a very sharp knife, but in other respects it is not a very useful servant, he can only choose to give up.

At this moment, Fernan Piero, who had been sitting next to him, also noticed Andrea's concern, but smiled and asked, "Could it be that you are a little worried about Andrea?"

And frowning Andrea replied hesitantly: "Almost... after all, some variables are impossible to calculate. The Greeks always like to do these boring things, and waste our time here for nothing. "

"You are still worried about Miss Antonia." Seeing the crux of it, Fernan said sharply.

"So what? Even though I now know that the child is in the city, now I can only waste words with the Greeks here." Without concealing his unhappiness, Andrea said suddenly.

Seeing the anxiousness of the young man in front of him, Fernan shrugged slightly to persuade him: "Isn't it always the case for the upper-level wrangling? After all, it's normal for Zhe Chongzun Zuo! As long as Ms. Antonia is still in the city, I believe our eyeliner always If you can find her, don’t worry too much. Now let’s see if the illegitimate son of the emperor can cope with the brutal Qinchao, but there will be Alfred at that time, even if there is any accident. There won't be any big problems."

"If possible, I would rather not have such an accident." Andrea immediately said coldly. If it weren't for the Greek **** to stand out on the field, he would have been the sure-fire Alfred who had dealt with the Chinchilla Warrior on the field. Germany, but the situation now makes his plan variable. It would be terrible if there were any accidents, after all, no one can guarantee that Prince Theodore would really have no second-hand preparation after a dark loss.

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The horn sounded loudly and the duel officially began

The final battle is in foot combat, and the samurai are free to choose their own weapons. Nicholas and Justinian who enter the arena each go to both sides to choose their own handy weapons. There are all kinds of styles, including spears. There are swords, hooks and hammers, and the styles are also very rich. There are local Byzantine manufacturing, western imports, and even weapons captured after the war with the East.

Justinian swept his gaze over, and then stepped forward, and he was also thinking about what kind of weapon is more suitable. In the previous test, in order to hide himself, he used the machete commonly used by Qincha people. It’s very difficult to deal with heavy armored units with inadequate armor-breaking ability. The previous two games forced the enemy to surrender, it was not a complete cover up, more of a kind of helplessness. It seems that the battlefield has been used to using broadswords instead of Preferred.

However, this was quickly ruled out by Justinian, because the appearance of wearing a chimney-style zha armor and using a broadsword was too eye-catching, and it might arouse those people's suspicion. Looking not far away, Nicholas was ready to walk towards the center of the field with his head high, Justinian finally made the decision to pick up a heavy hammer from the many weapons as his weapon to fight slowly. Going to the top of the arena~www.ltnovel.com~ and witnessing Justinian’s selected weapons, Prince Theodor and Hendriel who have seen Justinian’s fighting methods can’t help but be stunned. This is an exquisitely crafted page hammer, the lines on it are clearly visible, and the edges and corners on the hammer's head also make people feel the power of this weapon, enough to make anyone afraid. It’s not uncommon for others to think that the Chincha, who are nomads, chose this weapon, but they have witnessed the assassin’s agile skills at this time, and they can’t imagine how Justinian used a heavy, short, blunt weapon. Come against Nicholas Ovania holding a long sword.

But now it’s too late to stop him. Wearing a sturdy but not fancy armor, Justinian stood opposite Nicholas, who was a Janitor, in stark contrast, and saw the slender nobleman dressed all over. The magnificent silver armor was polished to dazzling silver, with gems inlaid on it, and the cloak on its shoulders was equally gorgeous, woven with magnificent patterns.

It seems that the emperor's illegitimate son thinks he has a chance to win, so he wants to defeat me with such a high profile!

Seeing the other party's thoughts, Justinian said to himself in his heart, and under the mask he also showed a contemptuous sneer. Sure enough, the other party really misjudged himself and thought it was a good role to deal with. That's why he swaggered and didn't care about the duel at all.

"That's fine, it's time to give them a surprise by the way, isn't it!" Justinian shrugged and muttered to himself, and the heavy page hammer in his hand was already eager to try.