I became the king of villains in the game

"Okay! I agree to your invitation to fight!"

He turned his head suddenly and shouted at Ford, the long-haired man.

Ford sneered, turned the musket in his hand twice, and pointed at Wood.

"I admire your courage! But I don't want to go to jail for killing people..."

He pulled out a piece of paper.

"I have already signed this waiver agreement, if you have the guts to sign it too."

Wood narrowed his eyes slightly.

For the other party to do this, it was obviously calculated in advance.Deliberately provoking and then stabbing someone to make a name for that shooting club.

But Wood did not choose to give in.

His character is like this, he will not back down on the spot.If it wasn't for his character, he wouldn't have been kicked out of the army, or even thrown into the street.

Wood strode forward, accepted the agreement expressionlessly, and signed his name on it.

"Okay! Now that's the case, let's start!"

Ford folded the agreement, put it in his arms, and said loudly.

The two stood back seven or eight meters, which was in accordance with the rules in the fighting arena.If the distance is further increased, it will be an irreparable disadvantage for Wood.

Everyone focused their attention on the two of them, as if they were all excited and inexplicably excited because they were about to see blood.

A few people went out at some unknown time and spread the news, more and more people came here and squeezed into the open-air training room.

Chen Lun stood beside Siebert, watching from the outside of the circle.

'You can be said to be a fool, or you can be said to be a brave man...'

This is his evaluation of Wood.

Wood has replaced the two-handed sword in his hand with a long sword, ready to go all out.

A fog of chaos flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.

After [divination], coupled with his own prediction and deduction, he has roughly seen the result of the battle - the man named Ford will be decapitated by a sword, but in the end Wood will also die from lead poisoning.

pat!

The battle has begun!

Everyone exclaimed, and Wood rushed over first, his speed was very fast, like a vigorous cheetah.In the process, he held his sword in both hands, held high in front of his eyes.

Bang! !

A shot goes off!

Just this moment.

Wood seemed to feel that his mind was enlightened, and everything was destined. He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed forward.

Chong——! !

With a crisp sound, sparks shot out, and the shot lead bullet was cut in half by his sword.

The stray bullet made a sound of piercing through the air, and shot straight at Chen Lun's eyebrows!

'No, this is not the result of my divination...! '

An idea came to Chen Lun's mind.

Whoosh!

Chen Lun raised his silver cane and waved it lightly.

Pong!

The cane swiped across a semicircle, knocking half of the buckshot into the air without any mistakes, and then put it down as if nothing had happened.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

Except for Siebert standing beside him, no one noticed anything unusual.

"J... Mr. Jack?!"

Siebert's eyes widened.

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Chapter 159 Sword Skills Full

"Oh sun! He split the bullet with his sword?!"

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"Damn it! How is it possible?!"

Ford backed away in exasperation, and hastily pulled out the ammunition and stuffed it into the magazine of the musket.

Wood rushed forward with a stride, raised the long sword in his hand, and slammed it down.

Clang!

There was a harsh metallic crash.

Wood looked startled.

He only felt his hands go numb, and when he looked down, an ordinary short sword that appeared at some point blocked his long sword.

"Okay, let's stop here."

A calm voice came.

"Mr. Charles, you..."

Wood looked at the person who came in shock, it was the club's owner Charles.

Although he knew that he knew in his heart that Mr. Charles was a master of swordsmanship, he never expected that the other party would come to him in a mysterious way, and then with only one hand, he blocked the angry sword that he had slashed with both hands.

"asshole!"

Ford finally loaded the ammunition, raised the musket with a grim face, pointed it at Wood, and was about to pull the trigger.

The sword just now really frightened him.

He thought he was going to be decapitated by a sword!

It must be returned!

Chong——!

A flash of sword light flashed, and Ford was surprised to see that the musket in his hand was cut into two pieces, and even his index finger disappeared.

"Ah! Ahh!

"

Pain struck, Ford clutched his severed finger and fell to his knees.

Blood sprayed all over the ground, and he blushed and howled loudly.

Snapped!

Byers waved his hand casually, and the blade of the short sword slapped his face, making a muffled sound.

Ford collapsed, unconscious.

"Find someone to inform, and throw him out by the way."

Byers ordered softly, and Wood nodded in response.

"And Marlowe, you can also pack up and leave."

The thin man was slightly taken aback, and immediately showed regret.Before he could speak, he was pushed away by Wood.

The farce ceased, but the audience did not disperse.

"Hey, Mr. Charles is indeed a master of swordsmanship... Did you see that? He easily blocked Mr. Wood's slash, and split the guy's musket, knocking him unconscious. The speed is too fast, I didn't see it clearly!"

Siebert chattered endlessly beside Chen Lun, his eyes full of admiration.

Immediately, he said in a tentative tone:

"Just now, Mr. Jack... did you block the bullet with your cane?"

Chen Lun showed a little surprise, smiled and shook his head.

"You are mistaken, Mr. Siebert."

"yes……?"

Siebert frowned, but he firmly believed in his heart that he was right.

This black-haired youth is definitely not simple!

"Mr. Charles! Since you're here, why don't you teach us some sword skills!"

A guest spoke.

Most of the guests in the club know that the owner Charles is good at swordsmanship.

As someone spoke, more voices asking for advice appeared:

"Yes, Mr. Charles, I am your admirer! It's a pity that you didn't make a move at the last swordsmanship exchange meeting!"

"...Why don't you just teach me a few tricks! Mr. Charles!"

There were more and more echoes, and Biles glanced at them calmly.

Then he thought of something and nodded slightly.

"Well, it's fine..."

The crowd started to cheer.

Byers glanced around, and finally settled on a tall young man in a black dress.

"Why don't you just let this gentleman be your coaching partner?"

"Mr. Jack, I will lend you the long sword!"

Siebert on the side seemed very happy, and immediately handed over his long sword.

He also wanted to see if this Mr. Jack had hidden his hand.

Chen Lun glanced at Byers, not knowing what he wanted to do.But since the boss of the "Black Knight" spoke in person, I still have to give him some face.

"Thank you, Mr. Siebert."

Chen Lun took the long sword and responded with a polite smile.

Then, under the envious eyes of everyone, he walked forward slowly with a long sword in his hand.

Gently leaning the silver cane against the wall, Chen Lun turned to face Byers.

"Mr. Charles, what do I need to do?"

he spoke.

Byers looked at him calmly, and then replied:

"It's very simple, you just need to attack me."

"Oh?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Chen Lun's eyes.

Although Byers is a Sequence 5], after all, what he uses is just an ordinary person's body, why is he confident that he can resist his attack?

"Okay, Mr. Charles, you are careful."

Chen Lun took off his black hat and hung it on the silver walking stick.

The others laughed softly when they heard his words.