Imperial Crown

Most viewers think that Akori is too arrogant.

But his lord, Marquis Anthony, doesn't think so.

As a noble of the capital, he is very sharp in selecting his personal guards.

Akori is not the kind of noble who grew up in a greenhouse, experienced the most tragic battle in a bar fight, and the biggest setback in his life was only a broken heart.

As the illegitimate son of Duke Ferdinand, Akori was sent to the southern province of Mantelide since he was a child, a territory adjacent to the Miracle Mountains.

The Miracle Mountains are difficult for birds to fly, isolating the Keynes Empire and the Orc Empire, but there will always be some orcs roaming out and causing trouble, and the frequency has increased in recent years.

Akori grew up in this environment and has always been on the front line against the orcs. He once had an impressive record of leading 80 heavy armored infantry and wiping out a 120-man orc army.

Where there is conflict, there is communication.

The strange-shaped weapon in Akori's hand is a kind of exclusive weapon used by the warriors of the Orc tribe, the "wave blade broadsword", which is very good at destroying shields and armor.

Therefore, in Anthony's view, Akori is not arrogant, but just confident.

Raven doesn't know these backgrounds yet, but he also sees Akori's extraordinaryness.

The life energy in his body is not only strong, reaching the level of the third-level seven-star, but also extremely lively. Its activity level has reached or even surpassed Eric, who has been strengthened by himself.

This shows that his talent in life fighting spirit is extremely amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a "genius".

"Genius." Raven's mouth curled up a smile: "It depends on your performance."

Whether he is a genius or not, it still needs to be tested in actual combat.

At this moment, the short axe wrapped in bloody fighting spirit spun and flew straight to Akori's throat. The third-level life knight showed a trace of disdain in his eyes and raised the wave blade giant sword with one hand.

With a clang, the sword blade hooked accurately at the junction of the axe handle and the axe blade, catching it steadily, and the flying axe was still spinning on it.

Then Akori shook his wrist, and the flying axe turned around and flew towards its original owner!

Seeing his flying axe being broken so easily, Muga was shocked.

But many years of mercenary career and several life-and-death experiences have given him rich combat experience. He was not panicked and raised his shield.

Snap——

The flying axe hit it, and the shield surface immediately sank. Under the huge force, Muga felt his wrist numb.

What was even more numb was his heart!

He really didn't use his fighting spirit, just throwing the flying axe back, but it had such a terrible force!

"Why, that's all?" Akori yawned, "Then hurry up, I have a sexy date tonight."

This sentence made Muga even more angry. He roared and stomped his feet hard on the ground. The hardened land was lifted up by his boots, raising a large amount of dust and blowing it towards Akori along the wind!

This way, he can hide his body and fascinate the other party, killing two birds with one stone.

This is a typical mercenary-style tactic.

As long as it works, he doesn't care about face!

Akori raised his arm to cover his eyes.

"Look at the axe!"

Muga shouted, but what rushed out of the smoke was not a flying axe, but a ball of scarlet blood light, which flew into the air and turned into a huge net to cover Akori's head!

Akori sighed in disappointment.

He thought that the North, which was known for its bravery, would have decent warriors, but now it seems that it is not as good as the southern border.

The pressure brought to him by Muga is not even as good as that of a second-level orc!

Even without using Dou Qi, his strong body still allowed him to jump several meters and easily avoid the oncoming blood net.

As the blood net landed, two flying axes wrapped in blood flew out of the smoke at the same time, one on the left and one on the right, clamping towards Akori!

Just as the two flying axes were about to approach Akori, a flash of blood appeared, and the blood net that had been lying on the ground suddenly lit up, resonating with the Dou Qi on the flying axes and hanging on them.

It was as if the entire blood net was flying again!

At this time, Muga broke through the smoke and clouds, his lips split open, revealing a hideous smile.

This is his most proud combo combat skill. The blood net at the beginning was just a feint, for this moment!

The two flying axes brought up the blood net at such a fast speed that few people of the same level could react. Even though Akori was a third-level, he would never be able to dodge without using Dou Qi!

What a proud son of heaven from the capital, you keep going crazy!

Either you use your fighting spirit and slap yourself in the face, or you stand there and get defeated by me head-on!

But Akori smacked his lips in boredom at this time, and then held the wave blade giant sword with both hands.

The sword tip was originally perpendicular to the ground, but it turned 180 degrees in an instant with the flip of his wrist, and then raised high and slashed down suddenly!

A flash of cold light.

The sword tip cut into the net, just like a paper cutter cutting on a straight and crisp paper. Where the sword blade passed, the blood net broke from the middle, and the two flying axes changed direction because of the central traction break, and flew out in a rotation from left to right, each carrying half of the blood net into the ground!

It sounds slow, but the process is just a snap.

Ingra's voice was heard at this time: "Muga has fully demonstrated all the means of a seasoned mercenary. He has a chance of winning even against a third-level monster!"

"But Baron Akori is even better. He actually broke this flawless combo with just his superb martial arts and knowledge!"

Muga stared blankly at everything in front of him.

The next moment, blood filled his pupils.

As a mercenary, he had already seen through life and death, victory and defeat, but he had never thought that his proud skills would be so easily cracked!

"Impossible..." Muga raised his long sword and once again summoned the bloody fighting spirit around him:

"The gap... can't be so big!"

Muga was employed by Viscount Laluen, and wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for himself, so that he could really join a nobleman as a knight.

But now, all of this was destroyed by Akori.

"Akori!!" Muga roared, and the power was so great that it had torn the corners of his lips. He held the deformed shield against his chest, then lowered his head and charged at Akori with all his strength!

Facing this violent charge, Akori's face finally became more serious - at least, this man still has the courage to die!

Then I will grant you a death.

He planted his feet one in front of the other, held the sword with both hands, and placed the tip of the sword on the ground. The sword tip was raised upward, shining with a smooth wave blade, and then suddenly raised it up!

The two sides crossed each other, and Akori stood up, put the wave blade giant sword behind his back, and walked back step by step.

When he was about three meters ahead of Muga, the latter's lips stammered unwillingly, but no sound came out.

Then, his body suddenly collapsed and knelt on the ground, his armor cracked from the middle, his shield shattered all over the ground, and sticky blood rushed out.

"Winner, the winner - Baron Akori!!!"

At this time, in the box, Raven stood up and said playfully: "It seems that Gul'dan has a good opponent."

The one who represented the Fox family this time was Raven's elder brother-in-law, Gul'dan.

But this was nothing to Raven. He just wanted to set up a stage. For him, the more lively the fight between the two sides, the better.

Time passed day by day.

As the game progressed, the number of people coming to the Eagle Territory increased instead of decreasing, and the competition gradually became the most lively topic in the entire Nord Province.

This can be seen from the increasing number of relevant messages on the Sky Eagle platform.

In the module dedicated to social interaction, 95 out of 100 pieces of content are related to the competition, discussing the schedule and the performance of each knight.

Among the new goods on the shelves, many are the same equipment as the knights on the field.

There are even people who are interested in watching every game and broadcasting it in text form.

At the beginning, there were more than a dozen such people, but later, only Judra and Mrs. Doreen were left.

Each of them has his own characteristics. Judra's description of the battle is accurate and clear, making people feel as if they are on the scene; Mrs. Doreen focuses more on emotional description, exaggerating the cruelty of the battle, and speculating on the mental journey of each player.

The two have different audiences, but both have many followers.

Today, the Sky Eagle platform has only more than 600 users, but as long as these two people publish content, it will attract hundreds of discussions.

Some people are evaluating the performance of the contestants from a distance, some are crazy in it, and some people start quarreling while chatting, accusing each other of not knowing what fighting is. Once they quarrel, sometimes there will be dozens or hundreds of quarrels.

Some well-known players even have a group of followers, such as Witt and Jia Peng.

They all have their own discussion boards, where someone updates their news every day, and even writes novels with them as the protagonists!

What puzzled Raven the most was that someone wrote a separate chapter for Weisdong, saying that he was disabled but strong-willed, and he changed his fate against all odds. He was simply an inspirational example and a dream lover.

Raven was sure that this was definitely not written by Denise.

Whose taste would be so strange?

Of course, the most famous one is Akorui. His handsome appearance, outstanding performance, and single status are deeply favored by noble women.

They even have a name for their own group, "Aike".

The turmoil caused by the competition conference is not only getting more and more intense on the Sky Eagle platform, but also has a strong vitality among the people in the market.

Although the papermaking technology in this era is still very crude and cannot be used to make newspapers, human wisdom is infinite.

At first, it was the merchants in Mon'en City.

They were keenly aware of the huge business opportunities hidden in this competition, and began to copy the content of the competition on the Sky Eagle platform on parchment, and then invited bards to adapt and sing it in their respective entertainment venues.

The effect was very good, and it was better than everyone expected.

After all, the poems circulating in the world are all legendary heroic deeds, but the protagonists of these new stories are all familiar people.

As the scale expanded, in order to speed up efficiency and save costs, parchment soon became thin wooden boards.

The people of Mon'en City not only began to pay attention to the competition thousands of miles away, but also bet on who would win and who would lose.

This trend quickly spread from Mon'en City.

On the 13th day after the start of the competition, even Xuefeng Territory began to see similar activities.

Many people who could not arrive at the scene to watch the game learned the latest situation through wooden board notifications.

The content even sank to the point that the content of the street children's games became imitations of knight duels.

As the initiator, Raven did push a little behind the scenes at the beginning, but the fermentation of things to such an extent was far beyond his expectations.

Looking at the new content that kept popping up on the Sky Eagle Platform, and the wooden board samples sent by Fili, Kuman and others on his desk, Raven was filled with emotion.

"Master."

Raven uttered two words.

Raven, who was holding the Sky Eagle Platform, seemed to be holding a trace of luck.

From nothing to something, he guided the emotions and thoughts of everyone in the entire Nord Province.

I don’t know how many people’s fates have quietly changed because of him, but they themselves are unaware of it.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door: "Baron, there is an important matter that requires your personal decision!"

"Come in."

Old Gordon pushed the door open, and Raven smiled and teased: "This is the second time I have heard you say this recently. Is there someone who wants to make up for the registration again?"

"If this is the case, just give it to Ingra and let him add it in."

Old Gordon hesitated to speak, and hesitated to speak.

Raven was curious: "Did I get it right?"

"I got it right in part." Old Gordon smiled bitterly: "Baron, there are indeed people who want to sign up again this time."

"But... there are 227 people who signed up!"

Raven nodded, then suddenly froze and blinked: "How many did you say!? 227 people!?"

"Yes." Old Gordon said: "And this is the data counted 3 hours ago. I'm afraid it's more than that now."

Raven was still a little confused.

There were 549 people who signed up before, and now there are half more!

Pushing his monocle, Old Gordon explained: "In the final analysis, it still depends on your Sky Eagle platform. Now that public opinion is fermenting, it is a very proud thing to be able to appear and show up at the competition conference. If you can win, it is a great honor."

"It is said that in the territories of some families, the winning family will take out the battle report of the day and publicize it..."

Listening to Old Gordon's story, Raven's fingers slowly tapped the table, and his eyes showed a sudden realization.

As nobles, they live by the rules of the world. Now that the competition is so popular, if they don't come to watch the game in person, wouldn't they be cut off from the noble circle?

Moreover, those who participate in the competition may gain both fame and fortune. If they don't participate, they will naturally be inferior to others, and they may even be ridiculed as "cowardly".

After all, even Weisdong, a mortal who lost his right arm, dared to play!

Therefore, it is not surprising that the noble children, knights and knights' children who had stayed at home came one after another.

"How many people are expected?" Raven asked.

"It's hard to estimate..." Old Gordon said: "However, according to the current trend, the total number of people who need to be supplemented later will probably not be less than the number of people who registered for the first time."

"What are you going to do?"

The competition has grown to such a level that it is no longer just Raven's family's business.

It is definitely not okay to not let these people register and dampen their enthusiasm; but if they really let them register, the impact on the subsequent schedule will be too great, and it is likely to cause dissatisfaction among the current contestants.

Raven pondered for a moment, and a calm smile appeared on his lips:

"I won't do this."

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