Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 83: Only this one
Thyls still remembers his first meeting with the meteorite.
Six years ago, the prince once saw Nicolai's appearance clearly in the senses of hell: a silver human figure radiating a needle-like light, and the power of ending flashes in the man’s body, pulling the other side at any time The momentum and direction bring erratic movements and body shapes.
At that time, even if Thales, who had tried to break his head through the crimes of the prison river, even if all the changes in the speed trajectory and direction of the opponent were counted, he still found sadly that he was weak and could not escape Nicolai’s attack. Even if the opponent is bare-handed.
And now six years later...
"Boom!"
Nicolai's heavy fist came in an instant, and it hit Thales' shield heavily.
Thyls shook his body under the loud noise!
But he gritted his teeth and stepped on his hind legs to withstand the blow.
In the sense of hell, the silver human figure in front of Thales flickered.
The prince tensed his nerves suddenly.
As expected, the left fists of the second wave of attackers rushed to the front without stopping!
Thyls is ready to retreat as usual.
But at that moment, what Wiya said while training in the courtyard passed his ear:
Your Majesty, you can’t always retreat or resist: In the Palace of Valor, Karabyan and I played against the big guy like this. We were too afraid of the attack of the sun saber, blindly avoiding the battle, but after all, defeating defense is not giving up. It is to prepare for the next attack.
Hunicolai’s fist made a terrifying sound!
Thyls took a deep breath.
The next moment, he greeted the opponent's fist with awe-inspiring expression, grabbed a step, and attacked the flanking style in the military swordsmanship of the North!
The swordsman forced Nicolai's offensive to stagnate.
But the meteorite's strain was beyond his imagination: while avoiding the sword's edge, the opponent changed his left hand and slashed his sword's right arm!
Tyles watched the movements of this extreme master with the help of the **** senses, and admired in his heart: Sure enough, defense is not just a retreat.
For example, Nicolai, every defense he takes is an aggressive next step. Even if he is retreating and avoiding, the opponent never thinks about avoiding damage, but causing damage.
Thyls who thought of this place gritted his teeth again, pushed out the shield, and hit the opponent's left arm!
The third defensive counterattack style of Northland military swordsmanship.
Swing a shield, called defense, but for the next counterattack!
"Boom!"
Under the collision, the muffled noise spread again.
The left hand is slightly numb, shaking all over, but Thales roars, trying to stab a counterattack!
But Nicolai's movements were faster and weirder than expected.
I saw his left arm rested on the shield, but the whole person rushed forward without stopping, tracing the center of the shield, it was a powerful knee bump!
"Boom!"
Thyls just felt choked by breathing!
The next second, he groaned in pain and fell two meters away with a shield.
"Very good." Nicolai's expression remained unchanged with his bare hands. He squeezed the joints of his hands and wrinkled his eyebrows imperceptibly.
"It is your best performance in so many training sessions."
The meteorite slowly approached, showing a ill-intentioned smile: "At least there is a sense of fighting. It is no longer a blind man swinging a sword and a coward holding a shield."
Tyles got up with difficulty, shook his numb left hand, picked up the shield again, and smiled bitterly: "It's your sudden change of direction..."
"One more time?"
The meteorite shook his head, as if not wanting to waste time:
"It will be over soon, I still want to have lunch."
Tyles took a hard breath, held back the pain, and reopened the "response style".
Northland military swordsmanship.
He suddenly remembered what Gilbert told him when he was learning swordsmanship: This set of swordsmanship was created to fight...a terrible opponent far beyond humanity...a huge disadvantage...a desperate battle... A mortal resistance... a suicidal charge...
He looked at Nicolai, who was getting closer and closer, and sighed in his heart:...a terrible opponent far beyond human?
No, more than that.
The back of another mysterious man appeared in Thales's mind: How did humans defeat the ancient orcs under absolute disadvantage? How did you win the battle of the end?
The real strong...seeking hope in desperate situations, winning reversal in losing or losing, sublimating good times to victory, turning accidents and surprises into their own help...
……Grasp all the useful and useless factors, hold every possible bargaining chip tightly, and drop the most crucial one, thus changing the whole battle……
Tyles took two deep breaths and shook his head dizzy with effort.
My chips, my chance to win...
Yes.
It's just...
Only once.
The next second, Thales roared and rushed to the opponent again!
Stab a long sword!
Nicolai knows him too well.
Every outdoor training, the meteorite wears a comfortable smile and knocks him down in various ways.
In every surprise inspection, the meteorite relied on his own skill to play him in the applause.
Every time he tentatively provoked, the meteorite was fully prepared to test the level of his followers.
So...
Tyles' pupils shrank.
So this is the biggest weakness of the meteorite!
He is too "familiar" with himself.
"Come on!"
Tyles' face twisted, gritted his teeth, roaring in his mouth and calling out in his heart.
Come on, my companion.
The crime of Hell River!
Familiar fluctuations came surging, and after six years of experience, it instantly spread throughout the body in a faster, more stable, and smoother way.
"Here again?"
Looking at Thales rushing, Nicolai sneered again and again: "The same way, the same ending."
The meteorite used his feet and rushed towards Thales.
He easily passed Thales’ stabbing and punched the prince in the face!
The fist wind howled.
And Thales trembling all over, once again swung his shield back.
Swing a fist at the opponent.
This time, it's different.
This time, I need strength.
Power!
The boy thought coldly.
The crime of Hell River surged into his arm with excitement.
The shield and the iron fist collide again!
"Boom!"
Nicolai's sneer remains: "As I said, the little prince..."
But after only one-tenth of a second, his laughter stopped abruptly.
Because of an unprecedented force, it is coming from the opposite shield!
Shake his fists and body.
Nicolae's face changed drastically!
Why Nikolai looked at the roaring prince in shock. He was forced to retreat under the tremendous force, stepped on one more step, and stabilized his figure.
This kind of strength...
Nicolae was shocked and pressed his shield against his left elbow!
But before he wanted to understand, Thales shouted again: "Meteor!"
I need to react.
Reaction!
The sins of the prison river happily flooded his eyes, brain and swordsman, forming a synchronous connection.
At this moment, Thales roared as if he had anticipated the opponent's actions. The moment the meteorite moved, the blade came suddenly and pointed towards Nicolai's castration!
Nicolae is shocked to see this momentum again, and the opponent will pierce his left lung.
This prince who can't fight at all...How can he respond so quickly?
But the experienced and skilled meteorite responded in a short moment: at the cost of giving up the attack, he turned around quickly and let the sword pass.
But his opponent didn't think so.
Finally.
Thyls thought coldly:
I need speed.
Speed!
Death speed!
In a single thought, the remaining sins of the prison river roared toward Thales' arm muscles like a beast out of its cage.
A terrible flame was lit inside, and the force of an explosion was burnt.
"Ahhhhh!"
Thyls' roar is still there, without stopping, as if to exhaust all his life's strength here.
"Whoo!"
In an instant, his blade made a harsh wind.
There was a sudden flash in the sight of the meteorite.
It seems to be lost.
At that moment, Nicolai, who was already shocked, suddenly stumbled!
A long-lost chill hits my heart.
That is the sense of crisis that can only be felt in front of powerful enemies and on the battlefield.
A chill suddenly appeared on his left chest.
Oops.
Oops!
The next moment, Nicolai gritted his teeth with difficulty, frantically urged his end power, restrained the momentum of his avoidance, and turned to the other side of the sword!
No!
Next second.
"Shit!"
The sound of the sword cutting through the flesh and blood came.
"Plop!"
This is the muffled sound of a human body rolling off the ground.
After the two noises, Thales thrust a sword into the ground fiercely, trying to maintain his balance.
He withdrew from the state of **** river sin including the senses of hell.
"Hahahaha"
The young man leaned on the shield and put most of his weight on it, panting quickly, trying to get rid of the muscle soreness and dizziness after the crime of the prison river had faded.
At the moment of the moment, Nicolai's figure weirdly turned, tilted his head back, and rolled away with an embarrassing side to avoid the sword pointed at the heart.
The trembling Thales gritted his teeth and looked at the other side in pain.
There, the meteorite knelt on one knee, staring in disbelief, and stretched out his palms dullly.
The next second, a short bloodstain spread from the meteorite’s left cheek to the chin, oozing red liquid.
The blood fell drop by drop into Nicolai's trembling palm.
The meteorite seemed completely stunned.
How is it possible?
He... the prince who never fights...
Touching the wound on his face, feeling the long-lost pain, the meteorite raised his head in anger.
He stared at the pale, panting star prince, trying to understand everything in front of him.
The trash that can't stand a punch...
Why...
Why suddenly...
Suddenly...
Tyles shook his head vigorously, trying to shake away the brief dizziness.
He was unwilling.
Damn...
Damn it!
Even if I use my best...
There is still no way...give him...
A few seconds later, the bewildered meteorite took a breath, calming his emotions.
"No, this power, this reaction..."
He frowns tightly, his eyes revealing a deep suspicion: "You can't do it at all."
Nicolai’s expression was incredibly surprised:
"That was...the power of ending?"
Thyls, holding his sword, gave him a weak smile.
The boy now only hopes that his opponent will talk more nonsense.
At any rate, I had to let myself cross the prison river, the short-term sequelae of overuse, numbness and soreness.
The face of the person who saw the meteorite was solemn: "But..."
"But when did your awakening end..."
"Haha..."
Thyls interrupted him with a chuckle.
The prince with numb hands and feet could no longer hold the long sword, so he took the initiative to loosen the hilt of the sword, shakes his hand slightly, and tried his best to pretend to be easy:
"A long time ago."
"Surprise?"
Nicolai stood up slowly, his expression increasingly serious.
Looking at the other person getting up, Thales' hand on the shield trembled slightly.
"So, your swiftness when you grabbed books in front of the stables that day, and the strength that you showed in training..." Nicolai stared at him closely, not paying attention to the blood on his face: "Isn't it accidental?"
"You have the power of ending...You are hiding it from us, from the eyes and ears of the entire Valiant Palace, so many years?"
Tyles chuckles and laughs. His numb limbs are regaining consciousness. Six years of exercise is still more or less effective. Even if he can't make progress, he will at least gradually make his body accustomed to the cost of the crime of the prison river.
"Sorry to say that, but."
The prince shook his head and put on the hilt again: "There are more things you don't know."
The anger on Nicolai's face slowly turned into pure annoyance: "So, so many outdoor training sessions...You have been beaten so embarrassed, but you haven't used it once?"
"Strength is not for the audience to show," Thales gently shook his normal right hand and wiped the cold sweat on his face: "If it can't be used in the most critical place..."
"Then simply hide and confuse your enemies."
Nicolai laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and struck his face hard.
His pale face with blood stains began to flush.
"I knew, little prince, you have always regarded us as enemies since the first day you arrived in Longxiao City."
"Your cunning and insidiousness are innate," the meteorite’s eyes almost burst into flames, and the pain on his face reminded him of the fact that he was hurt by a weak man, and made the proud man very angry. :
"God knows, how many things have you concealed from us in these six years."
Thyls laughed out loud.
"What about you, Meteor," he took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and drew the sword from the ground. "In six years, you and Lisban, and even the late King Nunn, How much truth did you hide from me?"
Nicolai's breath froze.
Facing the prince's deep-minded gaze, he held out his hand steadily with suppressed anger and stretched out his back.
This time Thales's face changed dramatically!
"I apologize to you." In the sound of metal and leather friction, with scars on his face, the meteorite's eyes sharply withdrew the weapon behind his back, and the words were full of caution: "I am wrong, it is me I haven't considered this as a battle."
"I underestimated you."
"Tyles Chanxing, who awakened the power of ending before the age of fourteen."
Thyls looked worriedly at the long and narrow saber that reflected the golden color in Nicolai's hand.
The one that was in the hands of the former master and once put on his neck and threatened his life... the legendary anti-devil armed.
Sunburst Saber.
It's terrible.
"Are you sure?"
Tyles bit his scalp and raised his shield: "I heard Wya say that that sharp weapon cut everything, didn't it."
Nicolai began to sneer, but he felt a sense of ferociousness.
"Don't worry, I won't activate its power so I can't stop it and accidentally cut your head."
He raised the saber of the rising sun and pointed the blade at Thales, with rare seriousness and solemnity in his eyes: "And didn't I say it."
"No matter how bad the fight is..."
"I will leave that hand for you."
The next moment, Nicolai's face changed, and his figure instantly left the place!
Tens, who was nervous, took a sharp breath and instantly entered the senses of hell.
In the field of vision, the silver figure gleamed quickly, and struck him.
Fight again!
This time, the attack speed and angle of the meteorites were far beyond Thales’s imagination.
Feeling the threat, the crime of Hell River automatically boils.
Tens, who was nervous, immediately raised his sword and blocked the first ruthless slash of the meteorite!
"Clang!"
Looking at the golden saber staying in front of him, Thales felt cold behind his back, and he couldn't help thinking: If this thing really breaks everything like Wiya said, wouldn't he have long since... …
There is no room for thinking, Nicolai let out a low growl, holding knives in both hands, and the whole person presses on Thales with the blade!
Thyls only felt that he had a heavy hand and he was about to lose his balance. He tightened his heart and subconsciously used a side attack, sliding away the opponent's chopping.
But Nicolai's offensive never stopped, I saw him following the momentum of being slid away, kicking forward, and hitting his right shoulder!
"Boom!"
Thyls hummed laboriously.
Somehow he hid himself behind the shield before the opponent hit his arms and resisted the enemy's collision abruptly.
"Step! Step! Step!"
The huge momentum struck, and the prince suffocated his face, pressed his elbow against the shield, and went back three steps.
Thanks to the increase in Hell River’s crimes, I was not knocked down by the opponent’s experienced impact.
"True warriors, who are all experienced in licking blood," Nicolai used half of his body against his shield. This uncomfortable angle made it difficult for Thales to draw his sword, so he could only bite his teeth against the opponent. Just listen to the meteorite with an angry voice:
"Status, psychology, experience, strain, body... are indispensable."
"You who only know how to train the target are still far away!"
With Nicolai's roar, Thales, who was trying his best to wrestle with his opponent, suddenly felt the shield light on his elbow!
He couldn't help sliding forward.
In the senses of hell, the meteorite suddenly appeared on his unsuspecting left, with an elbow on his right hand, hitting his head!
Thyls is an exciting spirit.
He threw away the shield subconsciously, and the crime of Hell River rushed to his elbow, stabbing Nicolai, trying to make the opponent's fatal blow.
However, the silver thorn in the meteorite flashed again.
Within half a second, the meteorite who rushed to his left side suddenly stopped, and the figure instantly turned back!
Thyls was shocked. His left elbow had just been swung out, and his right hand holding the sword could not be recovered.
He has no time to defend himself.
In that second, while slowing down in the sense of hell, Thales looked in shock at the opponent who grabbed the initiative, only the last blow.
Nicolai took the initiative to attack, but in just seven or eight seconds.
Even if you count the injuries on Nicolai’s face, it’s only the second round.
It's so fast.
Thyls sighed in his heart.
Nicolai's mouth twitched, and his bruised cheek bent, showing a smug grin.
This is the difference.
Boy.
The difference between the super-order and the extreme...a fine line.
Win or lose only in an instant.
In the next moment, Nicolai roared and turned the hilt upside down, hitting his opponent's forehead, and hitting Thales who was unable to defend himself.
"Boom!"
A scary muffled noise.
The scene calmed down.
But Thales did not fall.
It was Nicolai, who looked at his young opponent again in astonishment.
He was about to hit the hilt of the enemy with a single blow, and before hitting Thales' forehead, he first hit a palm.
It's Thales' left hand.
It was his left hand that he just swiped hard and couldn't draw back.
This left hand, at this moment, moved to the front of the prince like a miracle, and withstood the enemy’s blow.
Tyles was trembling in a cold sweat, and stopped Nicolai firmly.
At that moment, the meteorite seemed to be unable to believe his eyes.
Not possible.
I used the twist of fate to give him a great blow when he was out of power and unable to defend himself.
I was actually blocked by him...?
But the meteorite did not hesitate or think much.
Caslan told him: If the enemy can't be killed with the first knife, then...
"Ah!"
Nikolai roared, and the power of ending was activated again, driving his actions, like ignoring inertia, with a slash!
Tyles took a sharp breath and watched as the opponent's blade retreated, and instantly attacked his defenseless leg.
"Clang!"
There was a clash of metals.
Nicolai's blade was stopped just right in front of his thigh by Thales's sword.
Nicolae's pupils shrank.
Not possible.
Impossible!
The end power of the meteorite surged from his joints, and his movements flickered again!
The blade folds towards Thales' neck again.
"锵……"
The second sound of metal clashing echoed in their ears.
Tyles was panting heavily this time, his hands appeared in front of his neck, and he held the long sword up and down to block Nicolai's throat-sealing blow.
Nicolai stared at him blankly.
The eyes are full of shock.
I forgot even the desire to attack again.
This...
"Huh!"
Tyles used his last strength to force Nicolai back with a sword, then he threw himself to the ground with a plop.
The prince couldn't help gasping, mixed with painful moans.
But the meteorite was stunned.
"You...just..."
Nicolai blinked and stared at Thales with an ugly expression on the ground, sweating profusely, as if he was suffering from torture.
He opened his mouth softly, he wanted to speak, and his expression was extremely complicated.
Thyls was just breathing out as if he almost killed him just a few moments ago.
Finally, the surprised Nicolai spoke up:
"You just used to block me..."
He frowned fiercely: "No, what is your final power..."
Tyles gradually eased his breathing~ IndoMTL.com~ Hearing this, he made a weak smile: "Hahaha..."
Nicolai still stared at him, motionless.
Tyles is still kneeling on the ground, supporting the ground with one hand, and raising the sword with the other trembling.
"Oh, what you said...this?"
The prince took a sharp breath, and his face became paler in an instant!
But his sword slashed to the side, with a certain momentum of action.
But the Jianfeng split halfway, but turned strangely, fell instantly, and slashed straight into the ground.
"Clang!"
Nicolai stared at this scene blankly.
Only listen to Thales with a weak smile: "Floating around, unpredictable, sudden change of direction?"
"This is..." The meteorite murmured with his long sword nailed to the ground.
"Haha, this is a rare extreme master," Thales raised his head feebly, staring nervously at Nicolai, who had a wonderful expression, and said with all his might: "It took six years, every week Demonstrate the stunt for me personally."
"According to him, this is a rare end power in history."
Tyles smiled again. No one knows. At this moment, almost all the muscles in the prince's body are rebelling. Pain, soreness, numbness, pain, and twitching, all kinds of sensations hit at the same time.
It's indescribable.
The face of the meteorite is getting more and more ugly.
The prince smiled more and more happily, and continued: "This is the only one in the North."
Tyers, who endured the pain, squinted gently:
"The fold of name and destiny."
At that moment, Nicolai's expression almost melted into the coldest ice.
"You should be honored."
Thyls smiled slightly again, carefully observing Nicolai, who was troubled at this moment:
"Because he told me."
"Most of the people who have seen it are dead."