Chapter 044 Keilal's Power

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Atolis began to get anxious, and Keral clearly saw this. With a smile, Keral's calm voice sounded: "Stay, Atolis, Stay, you are stronger than him, you are stronger than him, slowly push over, Atolis."

"What kind of dog are you? You dare to intervene in our duel!" Lancelot was furious. He was besieging Atolis and jumped towards Kelal. A hungry tiger rushed towards Kelal. Lancelot, who was holding a stick high and was about to fall, was kicked out by a figure that suddenly appeared. [bsp;   While the crackling knight's iron boots, like an angry female leopard: "First, you must not attack my lord!"

"Second, no sneak attack is allowed!"

"Third... it is definitely me to win!" Atolis was calm and powerful, holding a sword in his hand, approaching Lancelot step by step. As he moved forward, Atolis' momentum gradually increased, forming a wall of momentum. Then only the words of Keral with a smile sounded in her ears: "Don't care about the identity of a woman, what can you be afraid of with an extremely powerful mind? Atoliya." The questioning words were undoubtedly the most effective medicine for Atoliya to encourage now. The sword was swung out, no longer confused, and no longer imagined anything else.

At the first moment, Lancelot discovered that the enemy in front of him had changed!

Not only was his momentum more overwhelming, because the anger of his master who attacked her just now also calmed down, and she became even stronger in this way!

What's going on! His power is even greater! Damn it! Just now, I just hit the guy so hard that he became so powerful now!

Why!

The wooden stick was cut off one after another, and Lancelot, who was only on the defensive, could no longer block the blade. He was cut off one after another by the knight's sword. Finally, he looked at Atolis who was standing still without a hand, gritting his teeth, but he could not find the gap for the other party.

Why!

Looking at Keral unwillingly, Lancelot shook his hand, "I won you like no weapon!" and rushed up.

Facing the unarmed guy, Atolis was a little helpless.

He kept dodging Lancelot's fists and kicks, but he let some gaps that could cut Lancelot's hands and feet go away.

"Atolis, get back." Keral closed his eyes and smiled.

Lancelot, who was about to hit Artolis's face, stopped and shouted with an ugly expression: "Why stop! Our battle is not over yet!"

With a gentle hum, he looked at Lancelot with disdain, and Atolis retreated behind Keral. Why did he stop? Is this a matter of course because of the Lord's order!

"Huh, I haven't been active for a long time, I'm so happy to see the hunting." Keral stretched out his body: "She is a girl and a standard knight, so she won't take action when facing people without weapons, so I'll play with you."

Hearing Kailar's words, Lancelot suddenly turned his head in surprise and looked at Atolis up and down, wondering why the other party could fight with him for so long, but when he thought that there was nothing impossible in this fantasy country, there were as many fairies as dogs and monsters were walking all over the ground, he was not surprised.

"What about you! What are you capable of fighting with me?" The arrogant Lancelot is not a ranger who travels the whole West when he becomes an adult. Now he is arrogant and wild.

With a slight smile, Keral suddenly punched Lancelot in the face. Lancelot was hit several times without even reporting, and flew out.

"What, what!" Lancelot asked loudly, covering his swollen left face, looking at Keral who was posing.

"Don't look at me sitting in the room every day and writing..." Keral's smiling face was never so scary: "But I haven't fallen behind my own exercise at all!"

So strong!

Atolis looked at Keral, who was dodging left and right, and gently stumbled against Lancelot's defense, and murmured. Keral had always appeared in front of her with a feeling of weakness. He never walked when he went out, rode a horse, and never exercised normally. In the study, Keral's goal has always been his teacher: "The Great Sage" Meilin, but only now, when he put down his quill, left the study, and stood in the battle circle, he would have that powerful feeling, which was so powerful that it was suffocating!

Using boxing as the fighting rhythm and using the body that has been exercising since the age of three as nourishment, Keral constantly squeezes the opponent's defense circle, constantly forcing the opponent's nerves, and constantly occupying the factor of victory.

If Lancelot is a talented Fauvism warrior, then Keral is a precise calculation warrior, field, combat power, height, strength, arm length, speed. Keral takes everything into consideration and then uses everything to win. For example, Keral. This punch seems to be to swing Lancelot's arm, but in fact it is to use the impact force to make Lancelot retreat, because behind him is a piece of branch. Whether Lancelot trips or loses balance, Keral has the next move, either knee kick or elbow hit. As long as Lancelot loses balance, the victory will not run away.

But Lancelot is worthy of being a Brutalist. He did not discover Kelar's plan, but he forced the center of gravity of his body to block the punch. Then, after enduring Kelar's two punches, he gained a wide and comfortable combat space for himself. This is fighting! This is the art of fighting! This is the wisdom of fighting!

With a bitter smile, blocking Lancelot's heavy kick, Keral shook his head: As expected, he still hates these guys who rely on their physical talent to make a living.

A guy who is so talented that it makes people jealous will always make people who have the ability to study hard and practice hard, especially when those guys who can surpass themselves after practicing hard can show their skills.

Relying on the small steps of boxing, he avoided several punches and left the battle circle. Keral agreed with the exclamation that "martial arts are skills learned for people without talent". If Lancelot had similar fighting skills as himself, he would probably have been lying on the ground now!

So the idiot is the most troublesome. Kailar scratched his head and said, "Stop, stop fighting."

"What! Why don't you fight anymore! You haven't decided yet! Keep going!" Lancelot shouted at Keral with a disappointed look on his face. Keral's fighting style just now was very violent, very suitable for his appetite. He was very satisfied with the fight, but he was still not satisfied.

But Kailar shook his head with a smile: "There are already crazy over there. If you don't want to be frozen into a frog, just stay away."

"Ice Talisman!!" Qiluno's voice came from a distance, and countless hail fell down with the power of comets. Such a wide range of attacks were not afraid of not hitting the target.
Chapter completed!