Morgan, Something is Wrong with You!

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Bediwell was almost resting.

He intends to start his next battle.

At this time, the referee came over and was about to announce his next opponent.

"Knight Bediwell's opponent in the next battle is..."

Half said.

At this moment the knight Tristan came over.

"It has changed temporarily. Cavaliers Bediwell's opponent is me."

He said to the referee and Bediwell at the same time.

Of course, the referee dared not raise any objections.

And on the other side,

Watching this Tristan become his opponent.

Bediwell's face changed slightly.

Looking at Bediwell, Tristan said: "Come on, fight me, show your strength, please advise."

In Tristan's heart, Queen Morgan will not let people do things indiscriminately. She let herself do this, it must have a purpose, although she looked at Bediwell very pleasing to the eye, but since there was an order, he had no choice but to act on Bediwell.

"Well, I will."

Bediwell nodded slightly.

The long sword in his hand was raised.

He waited for Tristan to pick up his sword.

Waited for a while.

He only saw Tristan pick up his harp.

Ok?

what's the situation?

Before the battle, do I still have to play a song?

Bediwell thought in his heart.

Ok, I will wait for you.

The two stood like this for a while.

No one did it first.

You said it would be okay if one of these two people had a quick temper.

But these two people are still very patient.

All are waiting quietly.

Half an hour passed.

None of them moved.

Lott, who watched the actions of these two men, touched his chin and commented: "These two men are not fighting with their minds, are they? Isn't this a special skill for China? But they stood still like this. , I really can't think of another explanation."

Morgan glanced at Lott.

What is this Huaxia, unexpectedly still has this kind of ability to come.

The referee couldn't wait.

"Knight Tristan, Knight Bediwell, why don't you two do it yet?"

He spoke to the two men.

"I'm waiting for him to attack me."

"I'm waiting for him to take a weapon."

The two spoke at the same time.

Then,

Tristan and Bediwell looked at each other, and the scene fell into embarrassment.

"You are waiting for me!?"

The two spoke at the same time.

"Aren't you going to get the sword?" Bediwell asked Tristan in a strange tone.

"This is my weapon."

Tristan gestured to the bow he was talking about.

"Do you use this weapon?"

Bediwell frowned and asked.

"Yeah, come and attack!"

Tristan nodded and said.

"Ok."

Tristan held the long sword and attacked Tristan.

Tristan, on the other hand, held the longbow and started to fight back.

Swing a sword.

Bediwell tried his best to test out Tristan's strength clearly.

However, Tristan easily dodged all the swordsmanship that came over.

Even if he didn't evade, he still used his longbow to resist it.

Tristan's strength, even if it was a one-on-one battle with Lancelot, even if it was lost, it would have gone through a long battle.

And Bediwell, who holds the long sword in his hand, is much weaker in strength.

Several of his attacks were easily resolved.

Bediwell also wanted to use the method of deliberately setting a trap to deal with Tristan.

But it was obvious that the enemies Tristan and Bediwell had encountered before were completely different.

His attack that deliberately sold flaws,

It's not just that Tristan didn't get the bait.

On the contrary, Tristan would use this deliberately sold flaw to take the opportunity to launch a counterattack against Bediwell.

It's like thinking that if you give up your child, you can get trapped in a wolf, and if you give up your wife, you can get trapped in a gangster. As a result, the wolf knows to take the child away and pack it.

Bediwell was soon in a frantic position.

Activate the longbow.

Every time I hit the most important part.

Bediwell had only one hand after all.

His strength to hold the long sword is not strong.

So, he fell short after fighting Tristan for a while.

"You admit defeat."

The two fought again, and Bediwell was shocked by Tristan's blow to a few meters away.

Bediwell was already out of breath.

Upon seeing this, Tristan spoke to Bediwell.

"I haven't reached my limit yet!"

Bediwell gritted his teeth and said to Tristan.

"Really? I hope you can continue."

Tristan wanted a quick fight.

He held his longbow, or harp, tightly.

Prepare to launch a more violent attack.

Want to defeat Bediwell directly.

attack.

The attack on Bediwell unfolded again.

Even if I knew that I couldn't resist it.

Bediwell was still ready to swing his sword to meet him.

But when he charged,

He suddenly heard a sound in his ear.

"Connect it to me!"

Speaking loudly.

Then a black object flew towards him.

Bediwell subconsciously released the long sword, and then took the object.

It is a spear.

After receiving the spear, he felt a surge of strength.

At this moment, Tristan's spear arrived as expected.

Bediwell waved a gun with one hand to resist.

The huge impact passed along the spear to Bediwell's hand.

Then,

I saw this Bediwell swing the spear,

Just let go of this strength.

One-handed swords can only be head-to-head, but spears can have more choices.

"what!?"

When Tristan saw this, his eyes widened involuntarily.

How can this be?

This one's all-out attack was really resisted by Bediwell.

During the period of being stupefied,

Bediwell had already subconsciously swung his spear and launched a counterattack at Tristan.

...

"Yes, as I expected, the most powerful thing about Bediwell is not his swordsmanship."

Morgan looked at Bediwell's performance with a satisfied expression.

Eavesdropping on Lott's thoughts, Morgan almost guessed what the situation with Bediwell was.

His heart is full of sensibility and hesitation, and he may be considered firm in major events. But in some trivial matters, it is easy for him to fall into a situation where he doesn't know how to do it.

The same goes for the weapons in the hands.

The lance stab just now proved that Bediville's spear skills are powerful.

But even with such great spear skills, when he was fighting with people, he still used a long sword.

The knights used long swords in the competition.