Grand Knight Passive Skills System

The black dragon vanished in the blink of an eye, as if it had just entered a dream. However, Xiong Zheng's heart was beating wildly because of this, and he was unable to calm down for a long time.    

    

His expression became gloomy once again.    

    

How ugly! He was actually frightened by such a weak fellow to take a step back. It was simply a great humiliation!    

    

Xiong Zheng's hand that was holding the giant hammer suddenly tightened, and he clenched his teeth tightly. A mere piece of trash, yet he was still able to emit such an imposing manner... It was simply courting death! Since you don't want to die, then I'll help you take it away!    

    

Just as his body was about to explode, the bandage man suddenly spoke.    

    

Although his voice wasn't loud, it seemed to have some kind of magnetic force. It clearly reached Xiong Zheng's ears.    

    

"You said... the sword skill is something flashy but not practical? You said... strength is everything?"    

    

The voice was emotionless and calm. It was as if it was narrating something, without a single ripple.    

    

No one could guess his emotions.    

    

Xiong Zheng took a step forward and suddenly stomped on the floor, shaking the entire arena.    

    

He raised his head high and shouted at the top of his voice, "That's right. I said it! My strength is stronger than yours, and I can press you to the ground and humiliate you! I can kill you with my will! You only have a little bit of strength. You are arrogant and conceited, thinking that you are the most powerful existence in the world. However, sword technique small success. Yet he dared to behave atrociously above his father's head. Let me tell you, under my fist... Under my unparalleled strength, your sword skill is nothing!"    

    

His words were bold and bold, causing the crowd below the stage to cheer loudly. The entire atmosphere was affected by his words, especially the Bajue Guild. It was bustling with noise and excitement, and all the members were beaming with joy because of the president's domineering manner.    

    

While the crowd was cheering, a trusted aide of the Bajue Guild's vice president quietly came to the side of the vice president, Fenng Annloong.    

    

The black blade envoy, liu Lujie, who was smashed to the ground by the bandaged man, was taken away from the scene without attracting anyone's attention.    

    

Although Liu Lujie had lost rather miserably in the hands of the bandaged person, his ability to win five matches in a row was not fake either. After taking good care of himself, he was still a great general.    

    

The confidant beside Fenng Annloong whispered: "Liu Lujie has already been arranged and checked. There are no major problems. He can recover after resting for a month."    

    

Fenng Annloong nodded. His eyes stared straight at the battle on the arena.    

    

His confidant said again, "Then what should we do with this person with the bandage who went against us?"    

    

Fenng Annloong narrowed his eyes and observed the man wearing a black robe and bandages for a while, then said, "Depends on the situation. If he is defeated by the guild leader, we will capture him and bring him back to the guild. After that, it will be decided by the guild leader. "    

    

The confidant was a meticulous person and was also relatively calm. Otherwise, he would not have been able to become the trusted confidant. However, after hearing Fenng Annloong's words, the calm Fenng Annloong was still shocked.    

    

"Vice president, you are saying that the president might... lose to him?"    

    

When he heard the word lose, Fenng Annloong frowned.    

    

He shook his head. "I don't think so... but I'm not afraid of ten thousand. If the guild leader really loses, then control the entire Heavenly Fragrance Tower and the surrounding areas. Once we discover his whereabouts, we will immediately gather the entire guild's forces to capture him... as long as he dies." At this moment, his eyes were unexpectedly sinister.    

    

"Understood. I'll get the brothers outside to prepare first and act according to the situation." After saying that, he turned around and left as quietly as he had come. He didn't alert the guild members during this time.    

    

The guild members were still looking at the arena from afar. Their faces were red and they were immersed in excitement.    

    

After the confidant left, Fenng Annloong looked at the person wrapped in bandages on the arena with a sinister expression.    

    

"You dare to go against us, you will only die..."    

    

After he said that, he fell into silence.    

    

Lose? He didn't think that Xiong Zheng, who possessed terrifying power, would lose. However, for some reason, the blurry figure that he saw in the crystal on the bodies of the four people who lost the Devil Wind Scroll kept appearing in his mind. His eyelids were twitching. This wasn't a good sign.    

    

After hearing Xiong Zheng's arrogant words, the man with the bandage raised his sword. His pair of deep black eyes looked at Xiong Zheng through the sword light. "As you wish. Let's compete in strength."    

    

"Compete in strength!?" Many people below the stage exclaimed.    

    

The words that came out of the mouth of the bandaged person were truly very unusual. From all aspects, the person with the bandage was an agile swordsman. Moreover, his strength was definitely not as strong as Xiong Zheng's. In fact, it was several times lower. It could be seen from his bleeding arm after taking Xiong Zheng's attack head on.    

    

But why would he say that he was stronger than Xiong Zheng? Could it be that he had gone mad? After the man in bandages said this, almost everyone's hearts were filled with excitement. This was what they thought.    

    

Xiong Zheng was also stunned. He scratched his ear as if he didn't hear it clearly, and his face was full of shock.    

    

"What did you say just now? I think I heard it wrong."    

    

Yu Yue only raised his sword and looked at him. His sword was shining brightly under the sunlight. He did not want to repeat himself.    

    

At this point, Xiong Zheng stopped looking shocked. He raised his head and laughed.    

    

"You? You think you can compete with me in terms of strength? You really got kicked in the head by a donkey! Fine, fine, fine, fine. I'll compete strength with you. This time, I'll let you attack first. I'll give you some face."    

    

Blood was still flowing out from Yu Yue's hand that was holding the sword. The area between his thumb and index finger was split open. There was a huge gap between them. The blood on the sword was flowing out from the wound.    

    

Not only that, his arm was also in pain. It had been so long since he had recovered. He felt that it might be very difficult for him to grab something now.    

    

Even though his arm was about to be crippled, his arm was still holding the longsword tightly. It did not even shake.    

    

If it were any other ordinary person, the pain from the crack between their thumb and forefinger would have been enough to make them throw away the longsword in their hands, not to mention the bone-piercing pain that came from their arm. However, he was different. His hand holding the sword was very steady, as steady as a statue.    

    

There was nothing he could do about this injury. Xiong Zheng's attack suppression was too strong. If he did not use his sword to block the attack, he would not be able to escape from Xiong Zheng's control.    

    

Although Xiong Zheng had a bad temper, he still kept his promise. He placed a huge shield in front of his chest, ready to face Yu Yue who was lying down.    

    

Xiong Zheng laughed and said, "It's useless. Nothing can be done in vain! My armor is something that your sword can never penetrate, not to mention my shield that can defend everything. Even if I give you a chance, you will not be able to break through my defense! "    

    

Yu Yue did not say anything else. Instead, he gripped the sword in his right hand tightly with his left hand. The injured hand casually fell to the side.    

    

Xiong Zheng looked at Yu Yue's movements and sneered. "Change your hand to hold the sword? What was the use of that? Pretending to be mysterious, really boring! "    

    

The man with the bandage did not say anything. He quietly felt the sensation of the long saber in his left hand. It was a warm and familiar feeling.    

    

Only he knew in his heart that the hand he used to hold the sword was actually his left hand!