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However, this was only the first strike.
The next moment, the longsword was already pressed against Claire's neck. The ordinary ore-made continental sword cut through the collar of Claire's clothes, and the longsword remained silently resting on Claire's neck.
Claire was panting heavily, her right hand gripping the knight's longsword trembling slightly, and she felt completely exhausted.
Roya shrugged and withdrew the longsword from Claire's neck, a complex expression flashing in Claire's eyes.
She had anticipated that Roya might be very strong, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong—too strong to be true.
Claire glanced at the longsword in her hand. The expensive sword had a nick in its blade. A look of heartache flashed across Claire's face, but she said nothing and sheathed the knight's sword.
The battle here was very quick, so quick that it ended in less than a minute. Before anyone could react, the battle was over.
"That guy actually lost?"
A short adventurer nudged his companion in disbelief, his astonishment undisguised.
The shorter companion nodded seriously, looking at Roya with a hint of shock.
Claire's strength is definitely not weak; that's something everyone knows.
However, Claire lost, and lost completely.
Even if the battle was brief, he saw it clearly; the azure light of the knight's longsword and its swift strikes were unmistakable.
"They even used their speed boost? And they still can't defeat them." The shorter companion murmured, his face even more serious.
This can only mean one thing: it's not that Claire didn't use her full strength, but rather that Roya's strength was simply too great.
He was so powerful that Claire looked somewhat weak.
Roya had no idea what others were thinking. He simply nodded calmly to Claire and prepared to leave the scene.
Russell and Alice on stage were slightly taken aback by Roja's amazing performance.
Alice knew that Roya was very strong, but she didn't know exactly how strong he was.
Judging from his posture just now, his strength is definitely top-notch.
Russell's expression turned serious as he recalled the sword strike from just now.
Claire's response wasn't actually that problematic. Claire herself was proficient in longswords. Although Claire's foundation wasn't particularly strong, her longsword proficiency allowed her to reach the level of a normal expert. Besides, Claire's real strength wasn't in swordsmanship.
It's not her skills, but her abilities.
Her incredible speed is the skill that made her famous.
While it may not be on par with the top adventurers, this skill is still comparable to that of higher-level professions.
Claire's judgment was correct; if Russell were in that situation, he would have chosen to do the same.
However, even after using his skills, he was easily defeated by the young man.
Moreover, even he hadn't seen the slash the young man unleashed.
If it were him, could he handle it? Could he defeat his opponent?
Thinking of this, Russell couldn't help but smile helplessly.
He thought that since the top adventurers wouldn't make a move, and although he wasn't the number one in the palace, his strength was definitely among the top two, he should be more than capable of dealing with these lazy and undisciplined adventurers.
But to his surprise, he was about to be proven wrong as soon as he made the statement.
Claire glanced at Russell beside her, then at Roya, who seemed rather idle, and said to Russell, "Why don't you give it a try?"
Russell was about to step forward, but upon hearing Claire's words, he couldn't help but sigh again.
Her Highness is here too. If we lose later, those old fogies will really make fun of us.
Russell took a deep breath and calmly walked down the steps. With Princess Claire watching from the platform, there was no chance of anything going wrong. Now, his only concern was how to defeat his opponent.
The exhaled breath slowly dissipated in the air. The middle-aged knight gripped the longsword at his waist; the familiar feeling and weight seemed to give him a little confidence.
Russell strode up to Roya and, without saying much, said directly, "You defeated Claire, you are very strong, I would like to have a match with you."
It was a very simple sentence, but the information it revealed surprised everyone on the field even more.
The middle-aged knight in front of them was naturally very strong, so strong that even Claire could not compare to him and was placed in the same tier.
People might be shocked that he could defeat Claire, but it's even more alarming that this guy made Russell take him seriously.
In the royal palace, there were few people who could keep these unruly adventurers in line.
Russell was one of them, and the reason was simple: he used the most straightforward and brutal method to beat up a group of adventurers.
Those adventurers who refused to submit were beaten and howled in pain. Some of them even formed teams to challenge the middle-aged knight.
Then he was solo-killed as well.
Since then, no one has dared to directly provoke him, except, of course, indirectly.
The guy who had beaten a group of adventurers black and blue was now treating the young man in front of him with this attitude, which was undoubtedly a shocking thing.
Roya nodded, and the two exchanged a glance. Roya saw caution in Russell's eyes, but Russell only saw indifference in the young man's pale gold pupils.
The young man was calm, dressed in a white short-sleeved shirt, with a tall and straight posture, and strode towards the center of the field.
Russell followed closely behind, the two facing each other, a distance of several dozen feet.
A group of adventurers and knights fighting nearby exchanged a glance, both showing expressions of surprise.
Neither of them knew what had just happened, but they both vaguely guessed what it was.
"Um, should we stop fighting for now?" This adventurer was clearly a fun-loving person; even in the midst of a battle, he couldn't resist joining in the excitement.
You didn't see it before, but now that the opportunity is right in front of you, why pretend you didn't see it?
The knight hesitated slightly, but was very tempted by the adventurer's suggestion.
Chapter 295 The Knight Commander's Defeat
Is he leaving the game so soon?
It seems the opponent is very strong.
Such a thought flashed through the young knight's mind in an instant.
It's not that the captain didn't leave the field at all; on the contrary, if you really count, he left the field about seven or eight times.
These were undoubtedly instances where, after a knight was challenged and defeated by an adventurer, the captain would step in and suppress the victorious adventurer.
But these people all have one thing in common.
They might win, but they certainly won't win easily.
Even the strongest of these adventurers would need five to eight minutes to defeat the knight before them.
But the young man in front of us only took a few minutes?
In less than a minute, he directly defeated Claire, a powerful member of the Knights.
Russell didn't speak, standing directly opposite Roya. His mature, square face hardened, his brown eyes narrowed slightly, and he gripped his longsword in his right hand, drawing it with a serious expression.
The red cloak behind him swayed with Russell's movements. Russell stepped forward with his right foot, his boot slamming into the ground with a dull thud.
Roya glanced at Russell's posture, nodded slightly, and stepped forward with his right foot. However, the stance he adopted was no longer Iaijutsu, but rather the upper stance of the Sword God Style.
With his aura contained and his entire body exuding a unified power, Luo Ya held his longsword in front of him this time, his pale golden eyes fixed on his opponent.
For some reason, when the boy made that gesture, Russell instinctively had a very bad feeling.
A sense of fear spread through my heart. Even though the other party had simply struck a pose, I felt a sense of stage fright.
Russell took a deep breath and silently activated his skill points.
strengthen!
Best wishes in every way!
Weapon upgrade!
Using skills isn't considered a foul, since most people in this world rely on skills to fight.
Three streaks of blue light emerged from Russell's body, entering the knight's form and making his already robust physique even stronger. His right biceps bulged, and he exuded a powerful aura.
The power began to spread throughout his body via his blood, increasing his strength by more than 30%.
The opponent was very strong, and the sense of threat was no joke. Russell never doubted his intuition; a warrior's intuition is better safe than sorry.
Years of experience fighting on the battlefield had taught him this fact through repeated charges.
Roya doesn't look particularly strong; at least compared to Russell, he doesn't seem to be in the same league at all.
But is it really that simple to kill Claire with a single sword strike?
Russell was a cautious man; he trusted his intuition and the scene he had witnessed earlier.
Therefore, Russell chose to buff himself with three buffs before preparing to fight his opponent.
However, even with so many buffs, the sense of crisis still did not subside.
"Are you ready?"
To calm his nerves, Russell asked Roya in a low voice.
Roya's expression remained calm, and the boy nodded slightly.
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