Chapter 193 It

Chapter 689 It

In the dim tunnel, Lausanne II fended off the opponent's dangerous sword with every possible risk.

He didn't hesitate, then he bent his knees and advanced, rushing into the white smoke that made his vision unclear, and slashed back!

Over the years, the movements and steps in this set of ten legion postures have long become his instinct, fused into his soul through repeated tempering, without the need for observation or thinking.

Until his sword edge was suddenly blocked!

"clang!"

Amidst the harsh metal sound, the enemy steadily blocked his sword blade:

"Too casual, Squire."

After listening to the other party's words, Lausanne II's eyes moved.

"If you want to become a knight, be more serious!"

I saw Joaquin Knight emerging from the diffuse white smoke. With a stern tone, he twisted his sword with great strength!

"Uh-huh!"

With the sound of sword blades rubbing together, the two separated again.

Lausanne II took three steps back to steady his body.

But he didn't fight back immediately. Instead, he stared at his sword with wandering eyes.

Want to become a knight...

Become a knight...

knight……

[Remember, attendant! Knight is more than just a name, it represents a history, a culture, a group of people, the same spirit, and a belief... And the way of knighthood is a path of sublimation that is worth spending your life to understand and practice! 】

Luosang's expression remained unchanged, but he tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

Light white smoke rose up and filled the air around him, mysterious and ominous.

In front of him, Joaquin Knight looked calm and unhurried, as if this was just a daily training.

Luosang was silent for a few seconds, then gently raised his head and looked at the person in front of him:

"Such an orthodox Legion Ten Style...are you, really you?"

After hearing this, Joaquin paused, then put down his sword and smiled slightly:

"I know, Squire, you must be confused at this moment."

Puzzled?

Lausanne II shuddered.

[I know, squire, you are confused right now: in this world, the title of knight is becoming more and more cheap. Whether it is knights canonized by major families or even knights by the royal family, they seem to have become utilitarian promotions. Rank, as long as a man can wield a sword and can afford money... And the corresponding tests, trials and tempers are getting less and less, and the threshold for becoming a knight is getting lower and lower... So why, why do we still have to Adhere to this conservative and backward set of ancient knightly laws, adhere to this set of creeds that have long been scorned? 】

But how is this possible?

"You, how could you come back from the dead?"

Lausanne spoke softly. He looked at the brightly dressed and well-equipped Joaquin Knight and Master Joaquin, trying to find the word:

"Still so—young?"

Just like in memory.

But in the next moment, Joaquin's sword blade pierced the white smoke and went straight to his throat in the rustling sword wind!

"clang!"

Lausanne II reacted very quickly, turned sideways, and blocked the enemy's sword to the other side, but Joaquin did not lose strength and did not retreat, and he collided with him!

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the positions of the two people changed instantly:

They stood side by side, shoulders touching, facing the same direction, with two long swords twisted in front of them, trembling from time to time in the dangerous struggle.

Lausanne II firmly stepped on the ground outside, his expression tightened, and he resisted with all his strength.

Just like they had done thousands of times on the training ground.

"No, my student, my attendant, you have strayed off topic."

In the strange white smoke, Joaquin sneered and looked at Lausanne beside him:

"What makes you confused should not be my age or my superficial appearance."

Luosang frowned and looked at Joaquin's sword - the simple but sharp knight's sword that was said to have accompanied Eddy II until the latter ascended the throne.

Just like before.

"What you should be wondering is: Attendant, why can't you defeat me?"

Can't beat him?

Beat Joaquin?

Luosang's eyes sharpened.

The next second, he only felt that his hands and sides were empty, and then he heard the whistling sword wind!

Worse.

Luosang didn't have time to think, every muscle, joint and organ in his body was working rapidly, making the most reasonable reaction in an instant, allowing him to turn around and raise his arms, stand up with his sword, and meet the surging wind and waves!

"Dang! Ding! Dang!"

Metal collided with each other, making sharp sounds, so harsh that even the water on the ground rippled.

This time, Luo Sang let go of himself. He was no longer obsessed with the ten postures of the legion. Instead, he used all the martial arts moves he had seen, heard, learned and practiced over the years - Meteor Strike, Smiling Sword Style, Fearful Killing, Ming Zhu Ba. Slash, earth-breaking dragon, glacier axe, inch attack, sea of ​​fire and wind, oracle teaching style, silent cicada sword... and even two incomplete but magical elf sword dance styles, you can pick them up at your fingertips and use them all!

To welcome the review of the former teacher.

"Dang! Ding! Dang! Dang! Ding! Ding! Dang——"

The sound of metal clashing was endless, white smoke billowed throughout the tunnel, and the firelight from the clash of swords flickered brightly and dimly.

The shadows of the two people spread out in the smoke. They were sometimes longer and sometimes shorter, sometimes larger and sometimes smaller. They reflected incoherent illusory silhouettes like a revolving lantern, changing and strange.

Finally, the two beams of light and shadow separated again after more than ten consecutive attacks, and the tunnel returned to silence.

The white smoke faded away, revealing two people standing opposite each other:

Luosang was short, with his sword drawn across his body, ready to attack.

Joaquín stood there, resting in peace.

"Incredible, very impressed."

A few seconds later, Joaquin Knight nodded with satisfaction:

"In addition to three different styles of imperial swordsmanship, you also displayed martial arts from the temple side: the Storm of the End Tower, Rose, and Sin, no less than the styles of the Three Meridians. It even included the insidious moves of the desert mercenaries. , the unique grassland martial arts, the desperate moves of the Northlanders, the short-hand skills of the Thornlands, the spinning combos of the Flame Sea people, the induction style of the Temple Knights, and a set of preemptive Far Eastern swordsmanship, oh, even And the ancient sword dance of the elves?”

Joaquin Knight's tone was full of appreciation and recognition, as if it was the way he remembered it.

But when Luo Sang heard it, he felt his heart getting more and more dull.

"It seems that you have listened to my teachings, attendant: learn from hundreds of schools of thought and learn from each other, and only by integrating them can we become everyone."

The young and powerful Joaquin seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and the knight smiled slightly:

"But that still doesn't answer the question: Why?"

Lausanne II's eyes narrowed.

Joaquin narrowed his eyes:

"Why can't you... beat me?"

Can't beat him?

A few seconds later, Luosang frowned: at some point, there were several more gaps on his own sword blade.

What?

He looked at Joaquin's sword: it was intact and as sharp as ever.

Luosang's heart tightened.

He lost this round just now.

Just like before.

Even though over the years, I have...

Thinking of this, Lausanne II lowered his head and stared at the sewage at his feet with empty eyes.

Why?

"Why?"

Joaquín Cavalier let out a long sigh and said what was on his mind:

"Even if so many years have passed, even if everything has changed a long time ago? Even if you have found more powerful power and are completely different from the past? Even if my swordsmanship concept has been outdated for a long time, my body is getting old, and my ability has not improved. Not going forward?”

"Why, Squire," Joaquin sighed, "am I, as a teacher, still too powerful for you?"

But before he could finish his words, Lausanne II suddenly appeared!

"It's too early to say that," Luosang roared and took the initiative to attack, "Old guy!"

"clang!"

Joaquin blocked Lausanne's attack with his sword, looking so relaxed and comfortable.

Lausanne II looked at him in disbelief, looking at the sword that was blocked and unable to move forward.

"No, of course it's not because I'm strong. As you said, I've been an old guy for a long time..."

Joaquin shook his head slightly and pushed Lausanne away:

"It's not because your skills are inferior to others and you can't defeat the teacher."

The next second, Lausanne II resumed his offensive, the blade of his sword flickering like a phantom, setting off strong winds and huge waves, heading straight towards Joaquin.

But he was horrified to find that no matter how he changed his moves, looked for flaws, and used killing moves, he would always be defeated at the critical moment, either blocked or dodged, and returned without success.

"But because of me, my dear student and squire, I will always be the teacher you cannot defeat in training, and I will always be the one who guides you in teaching."

During the fierce fight, Joaquin Knight was still able to speak out. His voice overshadowed the sword strike and penetrated the sword wind, ringing in Lausanne's ears very clearly:

"Because I must be - as a teacher, I must always know a little more than you from knowledge to experience, from ability to consideration, know more, and hide more tricks."

Luosang became more and more irritated as he listened, but his attack still failed to work.

"Because this thing like 'teacher' cannot be 'defeated' from the moment it is given this label."

Joaquin's voice was slow and unhurried, as if he was telling a story:

"Because 'teachers' are born to stand in a high position and guide and teach from a high position, but as a student, as a learner, as an imitator, and as a submissive, you are naturally deprived of the right to challenge and question."

He skillfully and perfectly grasped the slightest flaw in Lausanne's sword power, and blocked a killing move:

"This is one of the cornerstones of how the world works: 'teachers' will never, cannot, and are not allowed to be placed in the category of 'opponent' or 'enemy.'"

Joaquin raised his lips:

"So, my students: stay humble before your 'teacher.'"

Lausanne was shocked!

[Be careful, if you are not humble and self-reflective, upright and loyal, brave and fearless, disdainful of self-sacrifice, dare not resist the strong and help the weak... If you no longer believe in these creeds, let them rot and stink in your heart, and become what you preach Something that is admired but scorned in private... Be careful, when something like this happens, often even the knight himself doesn't know...]

The next second, Luosang felt that his sword was empty, and he was unable to exert any force!

"clang!"

He subconsciously returned his sword to defend, narrowly blocking Joaquin's counterattack, and rolled away in embarrassment.

Joaquin didn't pursue him, he just waited for him quietly.

[In the final analysis, my attendant, no matter whether you are temporarily prosperous or a lifetime in ruins, whether you are invincible or defeated repeatedly, whether you are a person respected by thousands of people or a disciple pointed out by thousands of people, when that moment comes, you will be the only one, only you. I know in my heart: Are you worthy of the name of knight? 】

No!

Luosang roared in his heart. Kneeling on one knee, he struggled to get up from the ground, causing the surrounding white smoke to disperse.

"I've already surpassed you, old guy!"

Lausanne II spoke coldly, full of murderous intent:

“Question, challenge, and excel, just as you teach – and your students surpass you.”

But Joaquin smiled.

"Do you really believe this nonsense?"

Joaquin Knight tsked and shook his head, his eyes gleaming:

"The fact is, attendant, you have never and cannot take the initiative to surpass me, but I am the one who 'allowed' you to surpass me."

Luosang's expression changed.

What?

Joaquin quickly made a sword flower, as light and skillful as before.

"Yes, 'teacher', especially the qualifications of 'teacher', the existence and essence of 'teacher' in this world will never and cannot be questioned, challenged and surpassed - unless I, unless the teacher 'allows' you , 'gift' you, 'encourage' you to do this!"

Luosang frowned and slowly raised his sword.

wrong.

"Only when I, when the 'teacher' allows you to challenge it, gives you the grace to question it, and encourages you to transcend it..."

Joaquin's voice became colder, just like his increasingly cold expression:

"... Only then can you get permission to treat it as an opponent and enemy in that very few time, to achieve conditional challenges, questioning and transcendence, to deceive yourself: 'It is the student's obligation to question the teacher',' Disciples do not have to be inferior to their teachers', 'Teachers hope to teach students who surpass themselves'..."

Before Joaquin finished speaking, he moved and started his offensive again!

"clang!"

Luosang reacted very quickly. With his rich experience, he could see the strengths and weaknesses of his opponent at a glance. He raised his sword to block the attack.

but……

"But why does it do this?"

Knight Joaquin had a terrifying expression on his face. He exerted force on his sword, pushing Lausanne back:

"Why, why do 'teachers' allow students to challenge themselves, question themselves, and surpass themselves? Why do they allow students to compromise their authority and status?"

Lausanne II gritted his teeth, feeling inexplicable pain.

"No, on the contrary! 'It' does this just to strengthen its own authority and maintain its status! The destination often has to be found by finding another way to reach it, and the goal is often obtained by means that seem to be abandoned. The bait is often given. To finally tie up the prey!”

Joaquin roared angrily, and the Legion took advantage of the situation and took action in ten moves!

It's a triumphal attack.

"clang!"

Luosang tried his best to block this ultimate killing move - compared to decades ago, the opponent's sword move not only did not fade at all, but was even more difficult to deal with than in memory.

Joaquin Knight kicked him hard, but Lausanne II couldn't resist it and fell back with a groan.

"Because this 'challenge' arena, this 'questioning' stage, is given to you by 'teacher' with great mercy! Only when you stand on the stage, follow its rules and permissions, and 'challenge' the teacher, Only after it has 'questioned' the teacher and 'surpassed' the teacher can it be confident and induce you as it should be!"

No.

Why?

"...to induce you to follow the rules, lower your eyebrows, and even say those words to 'it' with gratitude: 'Even so, you will always be my teacher', 'My skills are all taught by the teacher' , 'I bear the teacher's expectations and am better than my master'..."

In anger, shame and pain, Lausanne II struggled to get up from the sewage and subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, but the words of Joaquin Knight were like an irresistible magic voice, ringing clearly in his ears:

"Just like a great knight who could have made great achievements, but he was willing to bow his head and die loyal to his selfish and weak master, and was praised for his loyalty! Or an angry slave who could have resisted and ran for freedom, but was willing to bow his head and let the cruel slave owner seal and wear the shackles , so get rewarded!”

Luosang closed his eyes in pain.

The wind howled.

"clang!"

Luosang subconsciously raised his sword, barely able to block Joaquin's slashing attack!

Knight Joaquin leaned forward, got close to Lausanne, and said softly: "Even if you have truly surpassed the teacher, surpassed 'it'."

"You, my attendant, do you understand?"

It was extremely quiet in the tunnel.

The surrounding white smoke became thicker and thicker.

The next second, Luosang raised his head suddenly, his eyes like fire!

He stared at Joaquin in front of him, gritted his teeth and spoke, word by word, with hatred and anger that he could not feel:

"You, no, it's him."

Joaquin's soft smile disappeared.

"You still don't understand, right?" The knight shook his head, with regret on his face. "You will think, 'Ah, look, haven't I surpassed Joaquín and surpassed the teacher?'"

Before Lausanne II could reply, Joaquin's sword suddenly retreated, and then struck again like a whirlwind!

"Ding! Ding!"

Luosang swung his sword with all his strength and moved continuously, making every choice and every movement perfect to fend off the enemy in front of him - a Han who was in his prime, physically strong, and experienced in swordsmanship, and was almost invincible. Master Dro Joaquín.

"Because that's just an illusion!"

Joaquin roared angrily, swung his long sword quickly, and the ten moves of the legion that turned to attack shone brightly in his hands. Every move was filled with the talent of war, and the iron-blooded clang was written incisively and vividly on the Sword of the Imperial Wind. .

Lausanne, on the other hand, could only deal with it passively and try to support itself.

not him.

He is not him.

It's not him!

"That's because it's tempting you to surpass 'it' in 'its way'! Because as long as you do this, you will never be able to challenge, let alone surpass 'it'!"

Joaquin's words were filled with pain and sighs, but the offensive force on his sword did not decrease at all:

"Because the teacher, because 'it' can only maintain this set of words, describing the inevitable fact that the young are better than the blue, and the helpless fact that sooner or later they will be denied and surpassed by students, as a higher framework and a larger system. A kind of gift, a kind of permission, a kind of grant, a kind of words of 'this is exactly what I want' and 'I knew it would be like this', which invisibly hints to you that teachers and students are superior and inferior, and the master-slave status is It’s decided that the rest are just condescending rewards - no matter how strong and powerful you become, it’s just the ancestor who is giving you a meal!”

Joaquin's offensive became more and more urgent and intensive.

Luosang continued to defend, and after struggling to deflect a sword, he finally couldn't hold on any longer and knelt down on one knee!

"Only in this way can 'it' cover up its own fear and powerlessness, can it disguise its own weakness and falsehood, rationalize the fallacy that 'a teacher is always a teacher', and can it still remain true to itself when 'a teacher is not as good as a disciple' comes true. Maintain the status and authority of 'teacher', and let 'teacher' - this empty label that has no effect after completing its inheritance function, successfully turn around and become an entity full of meaning and power, always, always, always standing high Above your level!"

In the billowing white smoke, Joaquin's eyes were cold, and he raised his sword towards Lausanne, who was kneeling on his knees.

The last sword.

But the next second, Luosang's expression changed and he drew his sword with his backhand.

Time seemed to slow down.

"Shua——"

The blades of the swords met each other, causing sparks to fly.

But Luosang looked resolute and his sword was firm. He used all his experience and knowledge in his life to come up with the most perfect and magical counterattack in his history!

"laugh!"

The blade pierced Joaquin's right arm.

"Clang!"

There was a dull sound, Joaquin shuddered, and his knight's sword fell to the ground.

Lausanne II stood up tremblingly.

The edge of his sword, at some point, had stopped on Joaquin's neck.

"you lose."

Joaquin was stunned.

He looked at the sword on the ground, then at the sword on his neck, and understood something.

Joaquin looked at Lausanne II with a satisfied smile.

"In the face of 'it', even if you have strong hands and a sharp blade, you have already fallen into shackles and are unable to resist."

In the thick white fog, Joaquin showed no sign of anger, but calmly opened his hands and exposed his neck: "For this turning of the empty label, it even used the most base deception: Come on, student, I allow and expect You surpass me just so that one day you can become the new me, the new 'teacher'."

Luosang's sword edge trembled slightly.

Joaquin ignored the sword edge on his neck and continued:

"In this way, 'it' uses this to capture you and make you its new knight, new guard, and new slave under this label."

Lausanne II gritted his teeth and struggled with his expression.

Joaquin Knight spoke harshly:

"Play hard to get, refuse to resist, and use the words 'disciples do not have to be inferior to teachers' to maintain the cornerstone of 'disciples will never be inferior to teachers', and finally establish an eternal system of 'only if the teacher allows you to transcend it, can you transcend it'. It has been passed down for tens of thousands of years! It has hypnotized millions of people!”

He looked relaxed and praised again:

"No one doubts it, few people notice it, most people take it for granted, more people defend it, and spontaneously fall prey to it, ah, look, how cunning, how insidious, how wonderful, how clever this method is, How intoxicating.”

Joaquin looked at Lausanne in front of him and regained his composure:

"Now, do you understand, my dear student?"

In the mist, Luosang looked at the person in front of him in a daze and shook his head.

"You are not him."

Luosang said in a daze:

"You're not Joaquin."

Joaquin Knight looked at him and smiled.

"Me? Of course I'm not him."

He spread his hands and sighed:

"The so-called 'respecting the teacher and respecting the Tao', see, 'respecting the teacher' is just a cover and a means. The ultimate goal is to 'respect the Tao', to be trapped, and to be enslaved."

Joaquin stared closely into Lausanne's eyes:

"So, 'I' am not Joaquín, 'I' am not your teacher, and 'I' am not even 'teacher' per se."

He grinned:

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha - 'I', 'I' am something higher, bigger, more terrible!"

Lausanne II trembled slightly.

“Something that makes ‘it’ your teacher forever and ever, and you will never, ever, ever be able to surpass it, let alone have the right to question and challenge, or even have no intention and inability to detect it!”

Joaquin opened his hands with an exaggerated expression and spoke enthusiastically:

"No matter whether you challenge or obey, whether you affirm or deny, whether consciously or unconsciously, you are enveloped in a terrifying shackles that you cannot break free from and will only be strengthened forever—"

"No!"

Lausanne II roared angrily, retracting and waving his arms!

Joaquin's words came to an abrupt end.

With a boom, the knight's head left his body and rolled to the ground.

His body tilted and fell into the sewage.

Only Luosang was left standing in the gradually dispersing white smoke, looking at the corpse on the ground with a dazed expression and empty eyes.

"monster."

After an unknown amount of time, Lausanne II gritted his teeth and groaned, turning around stiffly:

"Bullshit, a bunch of nonsense."

He moved with difficulty, trudging through the sewage, as if he was carrying a weight that was difficult to remove.

Okay, he does, he still has a mission.

He still wants to chase that...

"Did I say something wrong?"

Luosang's body froze!

He turned around in disbelief:

In the sewage, Joaquin's head and body were shattered inch by inch, turning into white smoke and disappearing.

But Joaquin's voice still sounded, gradually changing its tone:

"Isn't this the shackles deep down in your heart that you want to break the most - Joe?"

Joe.

Luosang trembled when he heard this name!

White smoke billowed, and the sewage on the ground began to evaporate.

A few seconds later, a dark hand poked out from the center of the water!

I saw the black hand holding the edge of the water, exposing the wrist, arms, elbows, shoulders - until a whole black person climbed up from the center of the water and stood up.

Luosang's brows twitched, inexplicably horrified.

Joaquin's voice disappeared.

Instead, there was another cold, resolute, and oppressive voice:

"Isn't it that what I said is that you struggled hard in the blood and tears of injustice, endured humiliation and ebbing in the ashes and ashes spurned by thousands of people, screamed in pain in the filth and filth that could not be seen, and suffered in the resentment and resentment of losing everything? A person who gives up on himself in anger, but cannot think clearly, and can only swing his sword in the air, numbing himself until he goes crazy? "

"In this case, why should you suppress your resentment and why should you tie yourself up?" The dark human body raised its head, revealing a face without facial features. "Why not turn the grievances into anger, why not let them be completely released, given that this is what you give up. Everything, the meaning of returning to this world?”

Lausanne II gritted his teeth.

Damn it.

Damn it!

He quickly calmed down his shock and fear and raised his sword again.

Just like... what Teacher Joaquin taught.

But thinking of this, Lausanne II felt stiff again.

[In this way, ‘it’ uses this to capture you and make you its new knight, new guard, and new slave under this label...]

No, no, no!

Luosang shouted angrily, raised his sword high, and used superhuman control to force himself not to think about these things anymore:

"What the hell are you!"

The dark human body lifted its legs and stepped out of the sewage.

"I can understand your inability to understand."

Its pitch-black body began to change, carving out lines and contours.

"How about I give you an example that has the same logic and similar principles, but is easier to understand?"

The pitch-black human body began to take on color, from the body to the shoulders, from the shoulders to the arms, and then the detailed facial features and hair were transformed one by one...

"An example you remember more clearly, more profoundly, and more unforgettably."

As the dark body changed, Luosang's eyes narrowed.

At some point, the man standing in front of him turned into a tall and strong warrior.

He wore a heavy helmet, silver-black armor, and held a long sword with a gauntlet.

His armor is exquisitely carved, the lining is made of expensive materials, and there are two streamers behind his helmet.

Two eyes were revealed from the slits on his helmet, as cold and threatening as ice and snow.

the most important is……

Luosang's expression changed.

No.

The black-armored knight in front of him took a step forward and raised his sword.

"Come on, whether you are Master Joaquin's knight squire or someone else, there is no need to hold back, and there is no need to give in."

Luosang raised his weapon with disbelief on his face.

No.

"Put aside your worries and use all your strength to defeat me, defeat me, and surpass me in order to win the championship in this election." The voice of the black-armored knight was as sharp as a sharp blade coming out of its sheath, with an undeniable power. " Because only in this way can you embark on a journey to prove yourself, to earn a title, to become a noble, to become a servant, to become qualified to serve me, us, and the kingdom..."

The next second, the opponent's eyes flashed in his helmet, showing satisfaction and pride:

"……knight."

knight.

Luosang gritted his teeth and looked at the other person's chest.

No.

No no no...

I saw that on the knight's breastplate, carefully cast with precious crystals, there was an extremely conspicuous pattern, as if to show pride and glory to everyone:

Silver nine-pointed star.

"you you……"

Luosang said in a daze.

The black-armored knight remained motionless.

"you?"

The next moment, Lausanne's face was instantly distorted!

"you!"

He roared angrily, and slashed out like a roaring wave, ruthlessly breaking into the opponent's black breastplate. Full of pain that no one could relieve, he tore open the nine-pointed star that shone with silver light:

"Sword of light!"