Chapter 594

Dorn's son regiment is always around the eye of fear. It often deals with chaotic starfighters and knows those traitors very well.

"Strange to say, his swordsmanship... I always feel."

Huberto silver touched his chin and said to his deputy:

"How is it a little similar to the traitors of the third Legion?"

The Deputy nodded. Their regiment had just fought with a lust evil war gang. The fallen swordsmen caused them a lot of casualties - and they are good at using double swords.

"Indeed, there are some similarities in the number of ways, fast, ruthless, and focus on attacking the footwall."

"But if you look carefully, there are still some differences. There are a lot of skills for unloading and winding... Should it be a coincidence?"

"I think so -"

On the field, the double swords and shields collided constantly. Each collision released a frightening impact wave and rushed to the blocker.

Ustad's arms even blurred because of his fast movement, but his face under his helmet was sweating and panting——

MUTARI just insisted on his shield, waved his sword from time to time, and watched his opponent's momentum coldly.

The creak of metal friction and the sparks of collision echoed throughout the square.

"Ha! Ha!"

Ten seconds later, Ustad continued to attack and continue his smart pace.

But the speed is not as fast as before.

Seeing that the other party had been forced to the edge of the competitive platform, Ustad suddenly rushed to the left, then suddenly turned back, raised his double swords and aimed at MUTARI's trunk.

In the next second, three weapons collided and entangled in raindrops of sparks.

Ustad pushed hard with the strength of his hands and his whole body.

After only a moment, MUTARI stumbled back and lost his balance.

"Aha!"

Seeing victory in sight, Ustad roared and rushed over.

With a loud noise, MUTARI hit the columns at the four corners of the arena, and felt that the hard steel seemed to squeeze into his back - there was no fence in the arena, but there were four columns.

Before Ustad's sword crossed his chest where he had just been, he rolled away.

Suddenly, there was a wild laugh from the auditorium. They turned around and found that it was Sith Garrett, the representative of the black temple and the marshal of the 11th expedition fleet.

"Good play! You have to have this momentum!"

When MUTARI dodged another blow and stumbled out of the attack range, there was another deep laugh in the distance.

"It's far from enough."

Ustad completely ignored the outside voice. He just chased his goal tightly, gasping, and the helmet eyepiece was full of sweat.

He was on the verge of victory, and he had pushed the other side into the edge of the arena step by step.

But he ignored the fact that his physical strength had been seriously consumed.

MUTARI, on the other hand, saved enough physical strength during the recent conflict——

"Oh!"

Suddenly, MUTARI threw his shield at Ustad.

Ustad was caught off guard and could only cross his swords, but the huge power carried by the shield directly knocked his whole body back a few steps, and the sword in his hand was powerless to withdraw to the left and right.

At this time, Ustad's front was completely unprepared for the first time.

MUTARI made a posture of curling up before jumping, then jumped out, rushed towards Ustad's trunk and hit him back.

The opponent was so fast that Ustad couldn't drop his sword in time.

MUTARI bound him tightly with his arm and pushed him back until he hit a column in the arena and clanged.

Seizing the opportunity, although the champion of the white temple lost control of the shield, he still clenched his sword and was ready to give his opponent a heavy blow.

But at this critical moment, the air around them suddenly became very cold.

At that moment, Ustad burst out a huge force with his arms and directly broke free from MUTARI's bondage.

"What --"

Surprised, without waiting for MUTARI's reaction, Ustad stepped forward directly and hit the other party's face with his head.

For a moment, MUTARI's head tilted back, his eyepiece was broken inch by inch, and the pungent smell of blood began to fill the air.

"You..."

MUTARI pushed back the opponent with his sword, and then stared at Ustad's body through the broken eyepiece.

"Who is it?"

Ustad did not respond, but charged forward with all his strength, and MUTARI could only engage passively.

The sword collides with the sword again and again, and the sharp blade shines when it collides.

With the movement of the two soldiers, there were only residual shadows in each attack, and the audience kept making amazing sounds.

But soshyan suddenly frowned, and he felt the power of gray marrow.

"Ustad... I've told him, this guy!"

Clenching his armour, Ustad's recklessness made soshyang a little angry. Doesn't the other party know what will happen if the secret is revealed?

But Talos around him is very optimistic.

"It's okay. He's wearing a helmet. Besides... Isn't he doing this to make your face light?"

"I said, just try your best."

"For a soldier, it's hard to feel defeated anyway. Although he doesn't talk much on weekdays, I can see that he has deep feelings for you and the battle group."

"Alas..."

In the face of Ustad's stormy attack, MUTARI did not give in this time.

Retreat does not exist for him at all, because he has no shield, and taking a step back is failure.

Ustad's sword blade cuts his armor, the damage is cold and deep, and each hole is sucking his remaining strength. Although his sword will make wounds on each other's armor from time to time, its efficiency is far from being compared with each other.

In the process, Ustad seemed dumb, hardly making a sound, not even breathing.

Aware of this, MUTARI frowned, as if he had become preoccupied, and even the sword slowed down a lot.

But Ustad would not miss the opportunity. He came closer and kicked MUTARI in the chest amid the hum of their weapons.

Followed by another direct hit in the abdomen.

Each shock reverberated in the corridor like the forging sound of a furnace.

Then the two swords hit together, and MUTARI's sword fell to the ground.

After the opponent hit him three times on the chest with the hilt, MUTARI stumbled back towards the edge of the competition platform, finally lost his balance and fell to the ground after several heartbeats.

Soshyan sighed and shook his head, and the audience burst into warm applause.

"Star knight, Ustad, win!!!"