"Competition."

The two men walked sideways to the atrium, their steps almost in sync, and after a few footsteps, they stopped and looked at each other.

The distance in the middle is exactly five meters.

The mist flowed quietly in front of the two people.

There was a slight inhalation sound coming from the side, as if it was a nervous inhalation. Gileno raised his eyebrows and glanced at Alice at the gate of the mansion.

This was not a sign of worry, but rather a deep breath that Alice took when she was concentrating.

She looked at Alice's expression, nodded slightly, and then put her hand on the hilt of the knife at her waist.

One of the three starting moves of the Light Sword, the sword-drawing slash.

It is still the opening move that Gileno is best at, and it is also the one that can best conceal murderous intent.

"Or shall we follow the practice of practicing the Silent Sword for the past few months and let me attack first?"

Alan grinned.

"it is good."

Gileno gripped the hilt tightly, and in a flash of thought, he suppressed the power of the sword of light to the holy level, ready to strike, and looked up at Allen.

His eyes swept past the left side of Allen's neck fifteen centimeters away, and then he lowered his eyes.

"So."

“Before the competition, I would like to ask Gileno for two things.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and she slowly narrowed her eyes.

On the other side of the drifting mist, Alan did not even put up any knife holder, but just easily placed his hand on the knife.

But he raised his index finger, placed it in front of his face, and looked at Gileno.

"First, please use your full strength and the king-level sword of light. Do not over-refine your fighting spirit on speed or power just to take care of me. Just use the sword of light that Jilenu is most comfortable with."

Gileno frowned when he heard that and was about to speak when he saw Alan move in his sight.

I saw the fingers he raised in front of his face shift and move slowly.

Pointed at his neck.

It is exactly fifteen centimeters outside the left side of the neck.

Gileno's pupils shrank.

Then I heard Allen speak.

"Don't cut here."

He continued to move his fingers horizontally until his fingertips poked the skin of his neck.

"Cut here."

"Once the sword of light is held back, its power will inevitably decrease. I have studied swordsmanship for a year, and now I understand how much you held back, Gileno."

"Such a competition is meaningless."

Gileno looked at Allen, then after a while he squinted and smiled.

"Alan, your Water God Style has improved so much compared to a year ago. You can even judge where my blade will land in an instant."

Alan smiled back.

"Because the Sword God Style requires one to charge forward without hesitation and kill with one strike, you restrain your power and deliberately control the landing point. Even if it is the most restrained sword-drawing style, in my fully mastered 'Sense Style'..."

He moved his fingertips up again, pointing towards his eyes.

Even through the morning mist.

The gray-black pupils are still bright.

"It's too obvious."

"Not 'fitting' for me a year later."

Well, the second half of the next chapter will continue with other plots, and I won’t write a whole chapter about this scene.

Also, I haven't written anything pretentious for a long time. It took me a long time to find the feeling today. 0 0.

Ah, does today's book feel watery? Just now a book friend commented that it was watery. I seem to have lacked some tension in the information, but the information from Rudy and Alice is useful, but I may have given too much.

Saury, tomorrow will be a little tighter, and there will be a lot of information tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)

210. Chapter 204 The Uncrowned King

210.

"Not 'fitting' for me a year later."

Alan pointed his index finger at his face.

“Me today.”

"It will be very strong."

The words fell.

Outside the gate of the mansion, Sylphy pinched her fingers to calm herself down.

Trust Alan. He's not going to shoot without a purpose.

Moreover, before going to bed last night, Sylphy thought about the history of correspondence between her and her teacher, and after corroborating it with what Alan had been doing this year, she suddenly realized that Alan's stagnation of "desire" might be related to herself. Although when this "possible" thought came up, she buried her head in the pillow for a while, too shy to raise her head.

But her sixth sense told her that something might have happened when Allen brought her to Roya.

Now the 'problem' has been perfectly solved.

Then, there is no doubt that he will be stronger.

Stronger than a year ago!

Madam, teacher, myself, Rudy, Alice, Gileno! Everyone's 'efforts', everyone's 'emotions', everyone's sincere hearts towards Alan.

They all pushed him forward!

So this time.

The 'blade' won't break!

Even if Gileno swung the sword with all his strength, Alan could definitely catch it!

Alice raised her brows and looked at Alan. In her sight, Alan's figure seemed to be floating in the morning breeze and thick fog.

It falls into the pupil, yet remains solid.

The flames are waiting for firewood to be added.

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Gileno stared at Alan for a while, and after a while, his eyes lit up with an extremely bright color.

She didn't have too many expectations for Allen's Light Sword just now, because the duel between Light Swords often depends on who takes the first move and whose sword is faster!

There is no back-up plan, only the determination to move forward.

Whoever delivers the blade to the other first.

Whoever wins will be the winner.

Just one strike can determine victory or defeat.

And Alan still followed the practice he had done a few months ago and asked her to take the initiative.

Therefore, Gileno subconsciously believed that Alan should still focus on the Water God Style, and the Sword of Light could only be the icing on the cake mixed in the "gaps" of the sword's moves.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Because although Alan's Five Secrets of the Water God Style - 'Sensation Style' is amazing, it is not enough to capture the light sword that Gileno, the only king-level in the Sword God Style, is using with all his strength.

Then the problem is coming.

Why he said that is very simple.

Because he was sure that he could block this plan with the sword of light.

Could it be.

Light Return?!

".Alan, you are amazing"

"So."

She lowered her eyes.

Bend forward.

Turn slightly sideways.

Raise your hand, grasp the handle of the knife, and twist your wrist.

Look up!

Along with Alan's slightly frowning expression, the voice exploded in the courtyard!

"Light Sword!"

This moment.

In Alan's constricted pupils and overloaded senses.

The morning mist stagnated.

No, it's not the morning fog.

But, the knife speed is too fast!

How can the wind catch up with Gilenu's sword of light? !

Can the knife wind blow away the fog?

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