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But at this moment, getting close to Beichen would definitely be the wrong choice.

The giant axe did indeed chop down towards Beichen, and Beichen also raised his sword to block it.

No, it's more than just blocked.

The temperature of the sword had already far exceeded the melting point of the material used to forge the Bleeding Knight's Axe.

Like a hot knife cutting butter, the axe was cut directly in half, and on the cut cross-section, molten metal drops were dripping onto the ground.

I lost again.

The Blood Knight quickly realized this fact, but he did not put down the broken axe in his hand, and waited quietly for the flames to devour him.

Beichen stretched out his left hand, which was already covered with flames.

He grabbed the Blood Knight's arm, and the flames immediately spread along Beichen's arm to the Blood Knight's entire body.

Strangely, after my whole body was wrapped in flames, I no longer felt the burning sensation and my breathing became smoother.

The Blood Knight, who had originally closed his eyes, was a little confused, so he opened his eyes again.

Yes, the flames were still burning on his body, but they did not hurt him at all, and even the decorations on his armor were not ignited.

It seemed...completely different from the flame that had just instantly cut the weapon in his hand.

"So, I guess I win."

Beichen's voice came at this time, and the Blood Knight realized that his opponent was still on the competition field.

Snapped!

The sound of snapping fingers was heard, and the flames disappeared instantly, along with the flowing blood.

The competition venue was very clean. The Blood Knight clenched his empty right hand, and his giant axe completely disappeared, even the metal droplets were gone.

It's so clean, it's like no game has ever been played.

"A strong warrior."

The Blood Knight took off his helmet and raised his hand to signal the referee, but this time, it was just to announce his defeat.

"No, not a warrior, you should say, a strong street urchin."

Beichen extended his hand towards the Blood Knight, and the Blood Knight immediately shook it.

“I salute you, hero of the infected. Likewise, I salute the other infected knights behind you.”

"The game is over! The referee team has announced the final result!"

The voice of Big Mouth Mob sounded again, and those people from the Chamber of Commerce were more anxious to announce the news than him.

This is really good news. The Blood Knight failed to enter the finals. So, no matter which side wins in the end, it will not be the victory of the Infected.

"Without a doubt, the winner is————Independent Knight, Beichen!"

"Such a wonderful match! I have never seen any knight's Originium skills so exaggerated. Are you going to set the whole arena on fire?!"

"It's a pity that the last special championship champion Blood Knight had to fail here. Although he defeated Nightmare Chaser Knight who was favored by many viewers, he failed to defeat another dark horse who was favored by many viewers."

"Let us thank the two top knights for giving us such a wonderful game. The final of this special tournament will be held on time in a week!"

"Knight Youyao is fighting against independent knight Beichen, who has yet to receive any knight title!"

"What is the result? See you there!"

The Blood Knight walked slowly towards the exit passage and declined all interviews from reporters.

The same thing happened on Beichen's side. The reporters and fans who surrounded him were pushed aside by a mysterious force, and then Beichen quickly slipped away.

As for where to go, of course, we go back to the base. To be honest, I'm a little hungry after the fight, so I'll have to eat a few more French fries in the evening.

"Good job, kid. You actually beat the Blood Knight!"

Fogwald wasn't drunk today, but his face was still red, probably because he was too excited.

"Why, you made a big profit by betting on me to win?"

Beichen joked.

"Hehe, that's not the case, but I did let Old Ko lose to me for a drink."

Fogwald laughed and answered.

"Hey...boy, can you let me see the equipment you wore in the competition again?"

Koval scratched his head and asked a little embarrassedly.

After all, he had seen it once before, but at that time he didn't see anything special about this equipment.

Even if I was wrong, it shouldn't be to this extent.

"Okay, no problem. I'll bring the stuff to your Knight's Workshop tomorrow."

“Hahahaha, thank you very much!”

Koval laughed happily. The happier he was now, the more headache he would have when he got the stuff and started studying it tomorrow, because he still wouldn't be able to understand anything.

"You can indeed defeat the Blood Knight."

At this time, Zofia also brought Maria into the bar. Although Zofia's face was full of smiles at this time, Maria's expression was a little weird.

"Maria, what's wrong?"

Beichen noticed Maria's strange expression at a glance, so he asked.

"Well, since Beichen won, then the finals will be... a battle between my sister and Beichen, right?"

It was obvious that Maria didn't want either side to lose the game.

"That's true."

Koval and Fugwald were both stunned.

It is logical that they would definitely prefer Margaret to win the championship of this special tournament.

But during this period of time, Beichen had improved the favorability of several people a lot.

But on second thought, no matter who wins, aren't we all family?

When I think about it this way, the contradiction seems to disappear.

"It was a wonderful game, Beichen. I think I understand what you said to me before the game."

Margaret also pushed open the door of the bar and walked in. As for the reason why she came so late, it was because there were too many fans on the road, and she had no choice but to take a detour to avoid them.

"Very good, do you think you can defeat me like that?"

Beichen asked.

In the game just now, Beichen hardly used any abilities except those that came with the equipment.

So rather than defeating Beichen, it would be more accurate to say that it was defeating the armor on Beichen's body.

"The probability of winning may be less than 10%."

Margaret answered honestly, she even felt that this answer overestimated herself a little.

Flame...........How should I deal with it?

Some bad memories immediately appeared in her mind.

"One percent? But there's no rush. We still have a whole week to formulate a strategy."