Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 193: It
In the dark tunnel, Lausanne II narrowly avoided the opponent's dangerous sword.
He didn't hesitate, then he bent his knees and stepped forward, rushing into the white smoke with unclear vision, and took advantage of the situation to cut back!
Over the years, this set of legion ten moves has long since become his instinct, melted into his soul through thousands of trials, no need to observe, no need to think.
Until his blade is suddenly blocked!
"Clang!"
In the piercing metal sound, the enemy firmly held his blade:
"Too casual, squire."
Listening to the other party's words, Lausanne II's eyes moved.
"If you want to be a knight, be more serious!"
I saw Joaquin Knight emerge from the scattered white smoke, and he twisted his sword with a stern tone, full of strength!
"Shhh!"
With the sound of blades rubbing, the two separated again.
Lausanne II took three steps back to stabilize his body.
But instead of fighting back right away, he stared at his sword with erratic eyes.
Want to be a knight...
Becoming a knight...
Knight...
【Remember, squire! A knight is not just a name, it represents a piece of history, a culture, a group of people, the same spirit, and a belief... and the way of knighthood is a sublimation road that is worth your whole life to comprehend and practice! ]
Lausanne's expression didn't change, but he clenched his sword hilt.
A faint white smoke rose up, filling his surroundings, mysterious and ominous.
In front of him, Joaquin Knight looks calm and unhurried, as if it were just a daily training session.
Lausanne was silent for a few seconds, then raised his head slightly and looked at the person in front of him:
"Such an orthodox legion ten... you, is it really you?"
Joajin heard the words, then put down the blade and smiled slightly:
"I know, squire, you must be confused right now."
Confused?
Lausanne II shuddered.
[I know, attendant, you are very confused at the moment: in this world, the name of knights is getting cheaper and cheaper, whether it is knights conferred by major families, or even knights conferred by royal families, it seems that they have become utilitarian At the level of promotion, as long as a man can swing his sword and afford the money...and the corresponding tests, trials and training are getting fewer and fewer, the threshold for becoming a knight is getting lower and lower...so why, why We still have to adhere to this old-fashioned and backward knightly ancient method, to adhere to this set of creeds that have long been despised? ]
How is this possible?
"You, how could you come back from the dead?"
Lausanne said softly, he looked at the brightly dressed and neatly equipped Joaquin knight, Joaquin Master, trying to find the word:
"Still so - young?"
Just as I remembered.
But in the next instant, Joaquin's blade pierced the white smoke and went straight to his throat in the rustling sword wind!
"Clang!"
Lausanne II reacted very quickly, turned sideways, and opened the enemy's sword to the other side, but Joaquin did not lose his strength and did not retreat, and the whole person slammed into him!
“Boom!”
With a muffled sound, the positions of the two people changed instantly:
They stood side by side, shoulders pressed together, facing the same direction, two long swords tangled in front of them, trembling from time to time in the fierce wrestling.
Lausanne II stomped on the ground outside, his expression tightened, and he fought with all his strength.
As they have done on the training ground, a thousand times.
"No, my student, my squire, you are off topic."
In the strange white smoke, Joaquin sneered and looked at Lausanne beside him:
"What you are confused about should not be my age, it should not be this shallow appearance."
Lausanne frowned and looked at Joaquin's sword - the simple yet sharp sword, the knight's sword that was said to have served Eddie II until the latter ascended the throne.
As always.
"What you should be wondering is: Servant, why can't you defeat me?"
Can't beat him?
Victory over Joaquin?
Lausanne's eyes widened.
The next second, he only felt that his hands and sides were empty, and then he heard the sword wind whistling!
Too bad.
Luosang didn't have time to think, every muscle, joint, and organ in his whole body started to operate rapidly, making the most reasonable response in an instant, letting him turn around and raise his arms, straighten his sword, and meet the surging wind and waves!
"Dang! Ding! Dang!"
The metal collided with each other, and the sharp sound was very harsh. Even the water on the ground was shaken and rippled.
This time, Lausanne let go of himself, he was no longer obsessed with Legion Ten Forms, but all the martial arts moves he had seen, heard, learned and practiced over the years-Meteor Strike, Smiling Sword Form, Fear Killing, Bright Candle Eight Slashes, Earth-breaking Dragon, Glacier Axe, Inch Attack, Fire Sea and Gale, Oracle's Teaching Style, Silent Cicada Sword... and even the two incomplete but magical elf sword dances, all at your fingertips!
To welcome the review of former teachers.
"Dang! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding——"
The sound of metal crashing is endless, and the entire tunnel is billowing with white smoke, and the fire from the clashing swords flickers on and off.
The shadows of the two people spread out in the smoke. They are long and short, big and small, like a revolving lantern, reflecting the incoherent illusory silhouette, changing, strange and inexplicable.
Finally, the two beams of light and shadows separated again after more than ten consecutive hits, and the tunnel returned to silence.
The white smoke faded away, revealing two people standing opposite each other:
Lausanne's dwarf and horizontal sword is waiting for him.
Joaquin stands in place, tidying up at his leisure.
"Unbelievable, impressive."
After a few seconds, Joaquin Knight nodded in satisfaction:
"In addition to the three different styles of Imperial Wind Swordsmanship, you have also performed martial arts from the Temple side: Storm, Rose and Sin of the End Tower, no less than the styles of the Three Veins. Even desert mercenaries are included. The insidious moves, the distinctive prairie martial arts, the life-defying moves of the northerners, the short-handed skills of the thorny land, the twisting combos of the flame sea people, the induction style of the temple knights, and a set of preemptive Far Eastern swordsmanship, Oh, and even the ancient sword dance of the elves?"
Joaquin Knight's tone carries admiration and approval, as if in memory.
But in Lausanne's eyes, I only feel that my heart is getting more and more dull.
"It seems that you have listened to my teaching, attendant: learn from a hundred schools of thought, learn from each other, and integrate into each other."
The young and powerful Joaquin seemed to see through his thoughts, and saw the knight smile slightly:
"But that still doesn't answer the question: why?"
Lausanne II's eyes narrowed.
Joaquin narrowed his eyes:
"Why you still... can't beat me?"
Can't beat him?
A few seconds later, Lausanne frowned: At some point in time, several more gaps had appeared on his own blade.
What?
He looks at Joaquin's sword: it is intact, as sharp as ever.
Lausanne's heart tensed.
This round just now, he lost.
As always.
Even over the years, I have, have...
Thinking of this, Lausanne II lowered his head and stared at the sewage under his feet, his eyes empty.
Why?
"Why?"
Joaquin Knight let out a long sigh and said what was in his heart:
"Even after so many years, even if everything has long gone wrong? Even if you have found more powerful strength, reborn, and you are not what you used to be? Even if my swordsmanship concept is outdated for a long time, and my body is getting old. , the ability is not moving forward?"
"Why, squire," sighed Joaquin, "Am I, as a teacher, still too powerful for you?"
But before he finished speaking, Lausanne II suddenly flashed!
"It's too early to say," Jian Feng rustled, Luosang roared and took the initiative to make a move, "Old guy!"
"Clang!"
Joaquin blocked Lausanne's attack with a sword, looking so relaxed and free.
Lausanne II looked at him in disbelief, at the blade of his sword that was so tightly blocked that he couldn't get an inch.
"No, of course it's not because I'm strong, as you said, I'm already an old fellow..."
Joaquin shook his head slightly and pushed Lausanne away with force:
"It is not because you are inferior to others that you cannot beat the teacher."
The next second, Lausanne II's offensive resumed, and the blade of the sword flashed like a phantom, setting off a gust of wind and waves, heading straight for Joaquin.
But he was horrified to find that no matter how he changed his moves, looked for flaws, and used his ultimate move, he was always defeated at a critical moment, or was prevented, or was flashed, and returned without success.
"But because of me, my dear student and squire, I will always be the teacher you can't beat in your training, and the one who will guide you in your teaching."
During the fierce battle, Knight Joaquin was still able to make a sound. His voice overcame the sword strike, penetrated the sword wind, and sounded incomparably clearly in Lausanne's ears:
"Because I must be -- as a teacher, I must always know a little bit more than you, from knowledge to experience, from ability to consideration, and to hide a trick."
Lobsang became more and more irritable, but his attack still didn't work.
"Because the 'teacher' thing, since it was given this label, cannot be 'conquered'."
Joaquin's voice was slow, as if telling a story:
"Because the 'teacher' is born in a high position, condescendingly instructing and teaching, and as a student, as a learner, as an imitator, as a submissive, you are naturally deprived of the right to challenge and question ."
He skillfully and perfectly grasped a slight flaw in Lausanne's swordsmanship and blocked a killer move:
"This is one of the cornerstones on which the world works: 'Teacher' will never and cannot, much less be allowed to fall into the category of 'adversary' or 'enemy'."
Joaquin raised the corners of his mouth:
"So, my students: be humble in the face of the 'teacher'."
Lausanne is shocked!
【Be careful, if you are not humble enough, you are not upright and loyal, you are not brave, you are disdainful of self-denial, you are afraid to resist the strong and help the weak... If you no longer believe in these beliefs, let them rot and stink in your heart and become you Something that professes admiration on the lips, but sneers in private... Be careful, when such a thing happens, often even the knight doesn't know it...]
The next second, Lausanne only felt that the sword was empty, and he was useless!
"Clang!"
He subconsciously returned to the sword to defend, blocking Joaquin's counterattack in a dangerous and dangerous way, and rolled away in embarrassment.
Joaquin didn't pursue him, just waited quietly for him.
[In the final analysis, my attendant, whether you are a momentary glory or a lifetime of despair, invincible in the world or repeated defeats, whether you are admired by thousands of people or someone pointed by thousands of people, when that moment comes, only you , only your heart knows whether you are worthy of the title of knight. ]
No!
Lausang roared in his heart, and he knelt down on one knee and struggled to get up from the ground, causing the surrounding white smoke to disperse.
"I've already surpassed you, old man!"
Lausanne II spoke coldly, full of murderous intent:
"Question, challenge, transcend, as you teach - your students, surpass you."
But Joaquin laughed.
"Do you really believe this?"
Joaquin Knight tutted and shook his head, his eyes shining:
"The truth is, Servant, you have never, and could not, voluntarily overtake me, but I, who 'allowed' you to overtake me."
Lausanne's expression moved.
What?
Joaquin pulled a sword flower very quickly, as light and skilled as ever.
"Yes, 'teacher', especially the qualification of 'teacher', the existence and nature of 'teacher' in this world, can never and cannot be questioned, challenged and surpassed - unless I, unless the teacher' Allow 'you, 'gift' you, 'encourage' you to do so!"
Lausanne frowned and slowly raised his sword.
Not true.
"Only then, only when I, when the 'teacher' allows you to challenge it, bestows you to question it, encourages you to go beyond it..."
Joaquin's voice became cold, just like his gradually cold expression:
"...You can get permission to use 'it' as an opponent and an enemy in that little time, to achieve conditional challenges, questioning and transcendence, to deceive yourself: 'It is the student's duty to question the teacher' ', 'The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher', 'The teacher expects to teach students who surpass themselves'..."
Before Hua Jin's words fell, he moved, and the offensive resumed!
"Clang!"
Lausanne's reaction was extremely fast. With a lot of experience, he could see at a glance the opponent's strengths and weaknesses at the moment, and he raised his sword to block the blow.
But...
"But why would it do that?"
Joaquin Knight looked terrifying, he exerted force on his sword, pushing Lausanne to keep retreating:
"Why, why should the 'teacher' allow students to challenge themselves, question themselves, and surpass themselves? Why allow students to undermine their own authority and status?"
Lausanne II gritted his teeth in inexplicable pain.
"No, on the contrary! 'It' does this precisely to strengthen its own authority, to maintain its own status! The destination is often reached by another way, and the goal is often seized by means of seemingly abandonment, giving bait , often in order to finally tie down the prey!"
Joaquin roared, the Legion 10 took advantage of the situation!
It's a triumph.
"Clang!"
Lausang tried his best to block this ultimate killer move-compared to decades ago, not only did the opponent's sword move not fade at all, it was even more difficult to deal with than he remembered.
Knight Joaquin kicked, but Lausanne II couldn't resist, and fell back with a grunt.
"Because of this 'challenge' arena, this 'question' stage, was given to you by the 'teacher' with great mercy! Only when you stand on the stage and follow its rules and permissions, 'challenge' After you have met the teacher, 'questioned' the teacher, and 'exceeded' the teacher, it can be justified and induce you as it should!"
No.
Why?
"...inducing you to be logical, lowering your eyebrows, and even saying those words to 'it' with gratitude: 'Even so, you will always be my teacher', 'I am a teacher, and I am a teacher Taught', 'I carry the teacher's expectations, and I'm out of blue'..."
In anger, shame and pain, Lausanne II struggled to get up from the sewage and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, but the words of the knight Joaquin were like an irresistible magic voice, clearly ringing in his ears:
"Like a great knight who could have made great achievements, but was willing to bow his head to the selfish and weak lord to die, so he was praised for his loyalty! Or he could have resisted an angry slave who was running for freedom, but was willing to bow his head to the cruel slave master. Seal the yoke, so be rewarded!"
Lausanne closed his eyes in pain.
The wind howls.
"Clang!"
Luosang raised his long sword subconsciously, blocking Joaquin's slash before him!
Joaquin Knight leaned forward, approached Lausanne, and said softly: "Even if you have truly surpassed the teacher, surpassed 'it'."
"You, my squire, understand?"
The tunnel is extremely quiet.
The surrounding white smoke thickens.
The next second, Lausanne raised his head suddenly, his eyes like flames!
He stared at Joaquin in front of him, gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, word by word, with hatred and anger that he could not feel:
"You, no, yes, he."
Joaquin's soft smile disappeared.
"You still don't understand, do you," the knight shook his head, his face full of regret, "you would think, 'Ah, look, haven't I surpassed Joaquin, surpassed the teacher'?"
Before Lausanne II could answer, Joaquin's blade suddenly retreated, and it struck again like a whirlwind!
"Ding! Ding!"
Lausang swings his sword with all his strength and moves continuously, making every choice and every action he makes perfect to resist the enemy in front of him - he is in his prime, his physique is strong, but his swordsmanship experience is so perfect that he is almost invincible. The world's Handero? Joaquin master.
"Because that's just an illusion!"
Joa Jin roared angrily, swung his long sword sharply, and the ten moves of the army that turned into an attack radiated brilliance in his hands. Every move and every move carried the war capital of a golden horse and an iron horse. Well written.
On the other hand, Lausanne could only cope passively, struggling to support it.
Not him.
He is not him.
It, not him!
"That's it's tempting you to go beyond 'it' in 'its way'! Because once you do that, you'll never be able to challenge, let alone go beyond, 'it'!"
Joaquin's words were filled with sadness and sighs, but the attack on the sword did not diminish slightly:
"Because of the teacher, because 'it' can only maintain this set of words, the inevitable fact that the blue is better than the blue, and the helpless fact that it will be denied and surpassed by the students sooner or later, as a higher framework and greater A gift under the system, a permission, a grant, a 'this is exactly what I want' and 'I knew it would be like this', implicitly implying that your teachers and students are better than each other, The status of master and subordinate has been set, and the rest are just condescending rewards - no matter how strong or powerful you become, it is only the ancestors who are rewarding you with food!"
Joaquin's offensive is getting more urgent and denser.
Lausanne defended continuously, and after struggling to open a sword, he finally couldn't hold it, and got down on one knee!
"Only in this way, 'it' can cover up its own fear and powerlessness, can pretend its own weakness and falsehood, rationalize the fallacy of 'teacher is always a teacher', and when 'teacher is not as good as a disciple' can come true , and still maintain the status and authority of the 'teacher', so that the 'teacher', the empty label that has no effect after completing the inheritance function, successfully turns into an entity full of meaning and power, forever, forever, forever Stand on the ladder one step above you!"
Amidst the billowing white smoke, Joaquin's eyes were cold, and he raised his sword to Lausanne, who was not kneeling.
The last sword.
But in the next second, Lausanne's expression changed and he backhanded his sword.
Time seems to slow down.
“唰——”
Blades intersect, sparking.
However, Lausanne's expression is determined, his sword is firm, and he has used his life's experience and knowledge to attack the most perfect and miraculous counterattack in his history!
"Shit!"
The blade pierces Joaquin's right arm.
"Come on!"
With a dull sound, Joaquin shuddered, and his knight's sword fell to the ground.
Lausanne II stood up trembling.
His blade, at some point, had stopped on Joaquin's neck.
"You lost."
Joaquin froze.
He looked at the sword on the ground, then at the sword on his neck, and understood something.
Joaquin looked at Lausanne II with a satisfied smile.
"Faced with 'It', even if you have strong hands and a sharp blade, you will fall into the shackles early and be powerless to resist."
In the thick white fog, Joaquin was not sullen, but calmly opened his hands and exposed his neck: "For this nihilistic turn, it even used the worst deception: Come on, student, I Allowing and expecting you to surpass me is so that one day you can become the new me, the new 'teacher'."
Lausanne's blade trembled slightly.
Joaquin ignored the blade of the neck and continued:
"In this way, 'It' captures you and makes you a new knight, a new guard, and a new slave of 'It' under this label."
Lausanne II gritted his teeth and struggled.
Joaquin Knight said sharply:
"It's hard to get hold of it, and if you want to refuse it, you can use the words of 'disciples do not have to be inferior to teachers' to maintain the cornerstone of 'disciples will never be as good as teachers', and finally establish a 'only teacher allows you to transcend it, you can transcend it' Eternal system, passed on for tens of thousands of years! Anesthesia and hypnotize thousands of people!"
He looked relieved and praised again:
"No one doubts it, few people notice it, most people take it for granted, more people defend it, and spontaneously capture it, ah, look, this method, how cunning, how insidious, and how wonderful, How ingenious and intoxicating."
Joaquin looked at Lausanne in front of him and returned to calm:
"Now, do you understand, my dear student?"
In the mist, Lausanne looked at the person in front of him in a trance and shook his head.
"You are not him."
Luosang said in surprise:
"You are not Joaquin."
Joaquin Knight looked at him and smiled.
"Me? Of course I'm not him."
He spread his hands and sighed:
"The so-called 'respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao', look, 'respecting the teacher' is just a pretense, a means, and the ultimate goal is to 'respect the Tao', to be trapped, and to enslave."
Joaquin stared into Lausanne's eyes:
"So, 'I' is not Joaquin, 'I' is not your teacher, and 'I' is not even 'Teacher' itself."
He grinned:
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha - 'I', 'I' is something higher, bigger, scarier!"
Lausanne II shuddered slightly.
"Some kind of 'it' will always be your teacher, and you will never, ever, never surpass, and have no right to question and challenge, or even unintentionally and incompetently detect a 'thing'!"
Joaquin opened his hands, his expression exaggerated, and his words were frenzied:
"No matter whether you challenge or obey, whether you affirm or deny, whether you consciously or unconsciously, you are all shrouded in the shackles of terror that you cannot break free, but will only be reinforced forever-"
"No!"
Lausanne II roared, his arms folded and waved!
Joaquin's words came to an abrupt end.
With a thud, the knight's head left his body and rolled to the ground.
His body collapsed and fell into the sewage.
Only Lausanne was left, standing in the gradually dissipating white smoke, looking at the corpse on the ground, with a dazed expression and empty eyes.
"Monster."
I don't know how long it took, Lausanne II gritted his teeth and turned around stiffly:
"Bullshit, a bunch."
He walks with difficulty, wading through the sewage as if carrying a heavy weight.
Okay, he has, he still has a mission.
He's going after that...
"Am I wrong?"
Lausanne froze!
He looks back in disbelief:
In the sewage, Joaquin's head and body shattered inch by inch, turning into white smoke and disappearing.
But Joaquin's voice still sounded, gradually changing its tone:
"Isn't this the shackle in your heart that you most want to break - Joe?"
Joe.
Hearing this name, Lausanne shuddered!
White smoke billowed, and the sewage on the ground began to fluctuate and evaporate.
A few seconds later, a dark hand poked out from the center of the water!
I saw the black hand clinging to the edge of the sewage, exposing wrists, arms, elbows, and shoulders - until a whole body of black people climbed up from the center of the water and stood up.
Lausanne frowned, horrified.
Joaquin's voice disappears.
It was replaced by another cold, resolute, and oppressive voice:
"Don't tell me that you struggled in the blood and tears of injustice, lived in humiliation in the ashes and ashes that everyone spurned, screamed in agony in the unsightly filth and filth, and lost everything Amidst the resentment and anger, you give up on yourself, but you can't think through it, you can only swing your sword in the air, numb yourself to madness?"
"If that's the case, why should you suppress your grievances, why should you tie your hands and feet," the dark body raised its head, revealing a face without facial features, "why don't you turn grievances into anger, why don't you let them be released completely, in view of this book Is it the meaning of you giving up everything and returning to this world?"
Lausanne II gritted his teeth.
Damn.
Damn!
He quickly calmed his shock and fear and raised his sword again.
Just like... Teacher Joaquin taught me.
But thinking of this, Lausanne II felt stiff again.
[In this way, 'it' captures you and makes you a new knight, new guard, new slave of 'it' under this label...]
No, no, no!
Lausanne roared angrily, raised his long sword, and used superhuman control to force himself to stop thinking about these things:
"What the **** are you!"
The dark body lifts its legs and steps out of the sewage.
"I can understand you can't."
It's pitch-black body began to change, carving out lines and contours.
"How about I give you an example with the same logic, similar reasoning, but easier to understand?"
The dark human body began to have color, from the body to the shoulders, from the shoulders to the arms, and then transformed into detailed facial features and hair one by one...
"An example you remember better, deeper, and more unforgettable."
With the change of the dark body, Lausanne's eyes narrowed.
I don't know when, the person standing in front of him turned into a tall and strong warrior.
He wears a heavy helmet, silver-black armor, and holds a long sword with gauntlets.
His armor is finely carved, lined with expensive materials, and there are two bundles of streamers behind his helmet.
A pair of eyes appeared from the gap in his helmet, cold as ice and snow.
The most important thing is...
Lausanne's expression changed.
No.
The black armored knight in front of him took a step forward and raised his long sword.
"Come on, whether you are Master Joaquin's knight attendant or someone else, you don't have to hold back, let alone give in."
Lausanne raised his weapon with disbelief.
No.
"Abandon the obstacles, use all your strength, defeat me, defeat me, surpass me to win the crown of this election," the black armored knight's voice was piercing like a sharp blade, with an irresistible tone. Wei Shi, "Because only in this way can you embark on the journey, prove yourself, earn titles, become nobles, become servants, and become qualified to be loyal to me, us, and the kingdom..."
The next second, the eyes of the other party's helmet flashed, showing satisfaction and pride:
"...Knight."
The knight.
Losang gritted his teeth, and his eyes fell on the opponent's chest.
No.
No no no...
I saw the knight's breastplate ~IndoMTL.com~ carefully forged with precious Lekjing, is a very conspicuous pattern, as if to show pride and glory to everyone:
The silver nine-pointed star.
"You, you..."
Lausanne was dumbfounded.
The knight in black armor is motionless.
"You?"
The next moment, Lausanne's face distorted instantly!
"You!"
He roared, the sword edge slashed out like a wave, and smashed into the opponent's black breastplate, full of unbearable pain, tearing open the silver nine-pointed star:
"Su-Light-of-Sword!"
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