Chapter 158

"My class is Saber. Dealing with an Archer like you is as easy as chopping potatoes."

"It's a pity that as an archer, no matter how much muscle you gain, it will only be a decoration." As he said this, Gawain had already entered a fighting posture.

However, after hearing Gawain's provocative words, the muscular scholar's expression did not move at all. On the contrary, there was a trace of pity in his eyes.

"When a man is about to die, his words are good."

(Interpretation: After beating you until you are half dead, your words will sound nicer.)

When Bai Song heard this sentence, he once again confirmed his suspicion. Isn't this what the Analects of Confucius said?

However... the impression that Confucian scholars gave to Bai Song was that they were very weak. Why would there be a Confucian scholar with muscles all over his body? From a visual point of view, Bai Song feels that this guy is more like a berserker!

If you think about it carefully, there are not many Confucian scholars who are fierce. That is a disciple of Confucius named Zilu.

Zilu had an upright temperament, was brave and martial, and was considered a ruffian. He once insulted Confucius.

However, the dramatic thing is that for such a local ruffian, after Confucius inspired him with words and set up rituals to teach him, Zilu actually accepted Confucius's persuasion, became his student, and traveled around the country with him.

If this muscular scholar was Zi Lu, then everything would make sense.

As a student of Confucius, it is reasonable to imitate your teacher and say a few words, right?

Anyway, this person definitely couldn't be Confucius. Although he was talking about Confucius's words, if Bai Song remembered correctly, the picture of Confucius looked like a Confucian and weak old man.

On the battlefield, after hearing the provocative words of the muscular scholar, Gawain suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Hoar? Do you mean that I will die here?"

"Then...let's see if you have that ability!"

After saying that, Gawain stopped talking nonsense and directly picked up his holy sword and charged in the direction of the muscular scholar!

“Dong dong dong dong dong!!!”

Along with Gawain's charge, every time he stepped on the ground, there was a muffled sound. From this, we can see how powerful Gawain is.

If you look at it from the front, Gawain who is charging at this time does not look like a knight, but more like a gorilla wearing armor who launches a fearless charge. The visual pressure is extremely strong!

However, the muscular Confucian scholar was not afraid at all. He casually pulled out his Junzi Sword with his right hand from the scabbard hanging on the left side of his waist.

The so-called gentleman's sword is a sword without an edge, and it is called killing the enemy with benevolence, and the name of this sword is Ziwei. (After checking for a while and asking chatGPT, I couldn’t find many records. Anyway, let’s call it this name)

As soon as the sword was pulled out, it was hit hard by Gawain's holy sword!

"when!"

Swords clashed with each other, and a clear sound resounded. Where the two swords collided, a bright spark arose.

"?!" Feeling that his sword strike was blocked, Gawain's eyes were filled with disbelief.

You must know that this is not just a simple sword fight, he is charging at full speed. In other words, this blow is not only his own power, but also the power brought by the charge.

What's more, I am a servant of the Saber class, so my strength must be far superior to that of a mere Archer class servant.

However...it was a 50-50 split? !

No, that's not right!

This is not a 50-50 draw at all. You must know that he added the power of charge to fight this muscular man to a 50-50 draw!

If it were a flat-ground confrontation, the result... would be that he would be suppressed by this muscular scholar.

After realizing this, Gawain looked at the muscular scholar in disbelief, but there was no hint of cowardice in Gawain's eyes.

After all, strength is not everything in a fight. In a battle between servants, physical strength is never the most important attribute. Unless the swordsmanship is comparable, physical strength will affect the result.

However, it is obvious that as a Saber, my swordsmanship must be superior to that of this muscular man who should be an Archer!

With this in mind, Gawain did not engage in too much stalemate.

Instead, he decisively drew his sword and attacked again. The attack angle of the holy sword was very sharp and tricky!

Chapter 350 I am Confucius!

"when!"

However, just when Gawain was thinking that this sword would hit the muscular scholar's life gate, something that surprised Gawain happened again.

The holy sword had just slashed out, and the next moment the muscular scholar blocked his attack with his sword. It could be seen from his expression that this blow was as easy as drinking cold water for him.

"Drink! Ha!"

Gawain did not hesitate, and struck several times in a row decisively, each blow coming from a different direction.

With this, he hoped to break through the seemingly fragile but actually airtight defense of the muscular scholar. However... Gawain was destined to be disappointed.

Facing the diagonal slash coming from Gawain's upper left corner, the muscular Confucian scholar decisively held the sword in one hand and leaned upward to the left in an attempt to block the sword.

And this happened to fall into the trap of Gawain's feint. When the muscular scholar started to move, he decisively withdrew the attack that was not strong enough, and instead stabbed the muscular scholar's lower ribs from bottom to top!

But at this moment, the muscular scholar conveniently threw away his sword and elbowed down with his right hand.

At the same time, his right hand thrust upwards, perfectly trapping Gawain's sword-holding hand between his elbow and knee, "Crack!"

"Goooo?!" Feeling the pain in his hand, Gawain's face suddenly became slightly distorted.

Because of this flanking attack, Gawain's sword-holding hand could not hold his holy sword tightly, causing the muscular scholar to take off the holy sword with his left hand and throw it casually on the ground.

After completing this action, the muscular scholar did not take advantage of others' danger, but let go of Gawain's hand so that he could retreat.

At the same time, the muscular scholar also entered a bare-handed fighting posture.

Shaking off his injured right hand, Gawain also entered a bare-handed fighting posture, but his eyes couldn't stop glancing in the direction of the holy sword.

In any case, he can only exert his full power when using the holy sword.

The muscular man in front of me seems to want to move from hand-to-hand combat to hand-to-hand combat. In other words, hand-to-hand combat is the strong point of this muscular man, so I am even more unable to comply with his ideas.

Otherwise... you will lose!

"You...are definitely not an archer. Are you also a saber...or a berserker?"

"No, no, no, your mental state is very stable, you shouldn't be a berserker..."

"What kind of heroic spirit are you?!"

While speaking, Gawain deliberately felt as if he had broken his defense, but in fact he didn't care too much about the disadvantage he had just suffered.

After all, he was not an invincible person in his time. It was common for him to fall into disadvantages or something.

The last time he fought with Lancelot before his death, he could only tie with Lancelot even though his ability value tripled at noon. As soon as the protection of the sun ended, he lost the battle directly. .

Therefore, there is no problem with Gawain's mentality.

Hearing Gawain asking his name, the muscular scholar didn't have any hidden plans, but said bluntly.

"My name is Kongqiu, and I am from Yin!"

When Bai Song, who was quietly watching from the side, heard this, he immediately stopped and said, 'What the hell? Confucius? Is this Confucius? ! ’

Seeing this muscular man claiming to be Confucius, Bai Song felt that his three views were about to be shattered. How could such a muscular man be Confucius? Isn't Confucius an elegant old man? !

After taking several deep breaths, Bai Song reluctantly swallowed back the shock in his heart.

"Huh?" After hearing Confucius' words, Gawain was stunned and asked Xia Jiba, did you really say that? !

Now, Gawain originally wanted to attract Confucius's attention by pretending to break the defense, and then immediately went to get his holy sword. Without forcing Confucius, he just released the holy sword and served him.

However, what Gawain didn't expect was that Confucius actually said his name.

At the same time, Gawain was even more surprised by the name, "Confucius...are you Confucius?!"

After saying this, Gawain once again looked up and down at the muscular man in front of him. Hundreds of questions suddenly appeared in his mind, thinking, 'Is this Confucius? ! ’

"Exactly."

"Then... what class of servant are you?" He took a deep breath, although he was a little shocked that this muscular man was Confucius or something.

But Gawain did not miss this opportunity and directly asked Confucius about his rank.

Presumably he, a person who dares to say his real name casually, must not care about revealing his rank.

"Caster." After saying this, Confucius had already entered a fighting state, and seemed not to want to waste any more time with Gawain.

Hearing that Confucius called himself a caster, Gawain was stunned. As a first-class servant, and a saber in the third cavalry class, he was beaten violently by a caster in terms of swordsmanship? No one would believe me if I told you!

And how could this kind of muscle mass be that of a caster? It is obvious that only servants of the berserker class could possess this kind of muscle mass.

‘Is this thing a caster? Are you making trouble with me? ! ’

Now, Gawain suddenly no longer believed that the person in front of him was Confucius. The more he thought about what he had just said, the more he felt that Confucius was just telling the truth.

However, after Gawain noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere, he did not say anything verbally, but decisively rushed in the direction of his holy sword. Only by getting the holy sword could he defeat the man who claimed to be Confucius. people!

However, it seems that he had expected it. Before Gawain set off, Confucius came directly to the holy sword and blocked Gawain's way.

"So fast!" Feeling Confucius' speed, Gawain was shocked.

No matter what Gawain felt at this time, Confucius was becoming more and more disappointed with Gawain. He shook his head and said, "A gentleman is not worthy of his will."

(Interpretation: A gentleman disdains fighting with weapons)

After saying that, regardless of whether Gawain understood it or not, he directly raised his fist and hit Gawain who came in front of him because he couldn't stop himself.

"boom!!!"

Immediately, Gawain's head was hit by Confucius' iron fist, and his whole body flew backwards at an extremely fast speed!

Feeling the severe pain in his head, Gawain felt as if his skull had been cracked open by Confucius' punch, and the pain was as if it was about to explode.

However, it was not over yet, Confucius would not waste such a good opportunity.

When he punched Gawain and sent him flying backwards, Confucius also bravely chased after Gawain who was flying backwards!

Chapter 351 The Terrorist Throwing Tiles!

"Dong dong dong dong dong dong!!!!"

Every time Confucius steps on the ground, a crack will appear on the ground. Ultraman Gaia would give full marks to this scene!

If Gawain running like this was compared to a gorilla before, then Confucius at this time was more like a Tyrannosaurus rex, and he was still the kind with blood rage.

After boldly chasing after Gawain faster than Gawain could fly backwards, Confucius directly held Gawain's ankle with one hand.

Then he suddenly started to brake with his feet and at the same time pulled Gawain towards him.

Gawain noticed that Confucius held his ankle with his right hand and pulled him towards him, while his left hand was raised high, ready to go.

So decisively, he tried to block the blow with his hands crossed.

"No, it's the front...Pfft?!"

However... it was too fast. The speed was so fast that Gawain had no time to defend himself, and Confucius' left fist was muffled.

The location of the attack was the same location where Gawain tried to stab himself with the sword before.

Obviously, Confucius did not remember the overnight grudge, because... the grudge was avenged on the spot!

The moment he was hit in the abdomen, Gawain suddenly looked like a shrimp. The only difference between him and the shrimp at this time was probably the size.

"boom!!!"

Under the influence of the force, Gawain's back slammed directly into the ground, causing the ground to tremble, making Bai Song, who was quietly hiding aside and watching the battle, a little unsteady.

At the moment of impact, Gawain's mind suddenly went blank, and he was almost stunned.

Gawain was almost numb. At this time, he really wanted to greet the family of the person who chose the time for this game.

Can't we just start the game at 11 o'clock like yesterday's game? It turned out that it was not a good time to choose, but I chose the ridiculous eight o'clock.

As a man blessed by the sun, Gawain's power will triple during the three hours from 9 a.m. to noon and the three hours from 3 p.m. to sunset.

When he first chose to participate, Gawain thought that since yesterday's game started at noon, this time it would definitely start at noon for the sake of ratings, and noon was obviously his moment.

However, Gao Wen never expected that Lao Liu would actually change the time of the game.

Just move it forward an hour or two, it's still within the scope of his protection, but it happened to be changed to eight o'clock, a time when he was not favored by the sun.

Gawain even began to wonder, did the organizer of this game find out that someone was protected by the sun, so they adjusted the time forward?

At this time, Gawain felt that he was about to be beaten to death by Confucius, and he was even considering whether to give up the game. After all, his life was at stake.

However...it's not over yet, Confucius continues to output!

Looking at Gawain who was about to lose consciousness, he was speechless and confused.