Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

In the arena, the knight took off his uniform, revealing the vest underneath.

He held the sword in one hand and held it in a sword flower. His physique paired with this sword was like a big bear wielding a toothpick.

Like Dio, this sword is also a rapier.

He didn't like using this kind of sword, but dueling regulations required it. He could only use it reluctantly.

Looking at the thin Dio, the knight felt that he could beat the opponent to death even without a sword.

"Boy, now is your last chance to admit defeat." The knight said coldly.

"...Sigh..." Dio showed a wry smile.

"What happens if I give in?" Dio asked.

"Haha, then you will be unable to hold your head high in the aristocratic circle. Although the ladies in the audience still support you, you can't confuse other people!" The knight pinched the tip of his sword, his expression full of disdain.

He has seen a lot of garbage like this. According to the past process, the other party will kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, what he didn't expect was. Dio did not kneel down and beg for mercy. Instead, he looked thoughtful.

"Can't confuse others?" Dio frowned.

The current missionary work has encountered a bottleneck, and all the single ladies have been swept away by him. If you want to continue to expand your business, you must have a noble status.

Therefore, he cannot admit defeat in this duel.

Dio sighed and dropped the sword on the ground.

The knight smiled. The crowd also booed.

The Viscount held the wine glass and enjoyed the clown performance. He unconsciously showed a smile that he thought was handsome.

The ladies in the audience breathed a sigh of relief. As long as their Dior is fine. They don't care about other things at all.

"Come on, let's duel." Dio showed serious eyes.

After hearing Dior's speech, the scene was filled with astonishment.

The knight looked at Dio who had thrown away his weapon and showed anger.

"You threw away your weapon because you thought you could defeat me even without a weapon, right?" The knight ferociously broke the rapier in his hand and threw it to the ground.

"Since you are looking for death! Then don't blame me!"

The knight walked towards Dio step by step, the muscles on his body bulging, slowly tearing his clothes apart.

He tore off his tattered shirt and revealed a captivating light in his eyes.

Dio stood motionless. He looked calmly at the approaching knight.

The knight stood before him.

"Boy, that's great! You didn't choose to run away!"

The breeze came and blew Dior's long hair. Dio's expression was unusually calm, as if he didn't pay attention to the knight at all.

"Die!!!" The knight suddenly bulged up his muscles and hit Dio's head hard with two powerful and heavy fists.

Boom!

"what!!!"

The loud noise of the impact and the screams of the ladies came at the same time.

"Uh..." The knight fell to his knees in pain. He covered his head, feeling that his head was about to explode.

Dio's head was dented, but strangely, some kind of power was rapidly repairing his injuries.

After a while, his injuries recovered as before.

At this time, the knight was still kneeling on the ground, in agony.

The crowd looked at this scene and fell into a daze. They had no idea what was going on.

"Damn it! When did you take action! Why can't I see your attack!" The knight finally recovered. He looked at Dio with a hint of fear.

Dio looked at the knight kneeling on the ground in silence without saying a word.

He just shared his senses with the other person. In fact, he could easily kill the knight. But that would only present more challenges for him.

He has to keep all challengers at bay.

The knight lay on the ground in pain for five minutes without getting up.

"Are you coming again?" Dio asked.

"You guy!!!" The knight rushed towards Dio and strangled Dio's neck with both hands.

A terrifying grip came, suffocating Dio instantly.

Bang! Dio's neck was broken.

"Uh..." The knight fell to his knees again, clutching his throat in pain. He felt like he couldn't breathe, and the terrifying feeling made him tremble uncontrollably.

Dio stretched out his hands to steady his head to prevent it from falling backwards.

He deliberately let the wound heal slowly, just to let the other party understand his feelings.

The people outside the court exclaimed, feeling that their brains were not functioning well enough.

Dio's wounds recovered, and the knight staggered up from the ground.

He checked his neck and found no injuries. This led him to believe he had been hit by a magical attack. But this attack only caused him pain.

"Pain? This can't make me give in!!!" The knight showed a ferocious smile.

"Please admit defeat! I don't want to hurt anyone." Dio said.

"Ah!!! Go to hell!!!" The knight swooped up again.

Dio looked disappointed. It seemed that he felt the same and could not make the other party give in.

"Golden Meteor!!!"

A golden shadow invisible to others suddenly emerged from behind Dio.

"Oola ola ola ola ola!!!"

The phantom punched out densely, and the flying knight seemed to have hit an invisible transparent wall.

He was nailed in mid-air, receiving the baptism of countless fists.

His body was shaking wildly, and blood was crackling and blooming on his body.

"Euler!!!"

After hundreds of punches, the shadow gave the knight the final blow.

puff! ! !

The knight flew back like a tattered doll.

He fell hard to the ground and fell unconscious. Dazzling blood flowed from his body, soaking the bright red land.

However, the Cavaliers actually looked miserable. But Dio actually held back, and he did not kill the opponent.

"Oh my god! What just happened!"

"Does anyone understand? Can you explain it?"

"No! My husband!"

"Dior! I love you~~"

"..."

The scene suddenly erupted in noise.

The Viscount's face instantly darkened, and the wine glass in his hand was crushed unconsciously.

He turned to look at the guarding knight beside him. "What was the attack just now?"

The guarding knight was silent for a moment and then said: "It should be an extremely fast attack method. Because it is too fast, it cannot be captured."

"Can you defeat him?" the viscount asked.

"Battle without armor is too disadvantageous for us." The knight said calmly.

"Hmm..." The Viscount touched his chin.

"You mean, let him wear armor and limit his speed?"

"...Although it is despicable, this is the only way to win." The guardian knight said.

"Hahaha, interesting." The viscount suddenly became interested in Dio.