Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

At the same time, there was another "boom" sound.

I don’t know if it was because of this sound or the thunder.

The moment Erkang's sword stabbed down, he used all his strength to hold the sword with his stabbing hand.

In this brief second, he raised the broken sword with his other hand and turned his head to the side.

Although he escaped this disaster, the sword still cut his shoulder, and the broken sword in his hand was knocked away by Erkang.

He quickly rolled to the side several times. Erkang had already walked over to approach him, but the weapon was more than ten meters away from him.

The judge had stopped explaining at some point and went to hide from the rain. The people in the audience were in chaos, defeated by the sudden rain.

Only Wei Lan was still standing there. Originally, Winnie was asked to take the sword to deal with this situation, but that was the worst outcome.

If he really threw the sword down, he would be bitten by that group of people and that would be the end of him.

However, he didn't have time to think. He raised the sword and threw it down without paying any attention to the sound behind him. At the same time, he shouted:

"sword--!"

At this moment, Louis just dodged in the direction of the sword, and the sword thrown by Wei Lan happened to fall beside him.

It was a very delicate double-silver sword, the chain link was two thin long chains, and the sword body was slender, sharp and exquisite.

At this time,

Louis breathed heavily and pulled out the sword that was sticking in the ground and was shaking. The cold rain woke him up.

Wei Lan was startled by this, and when he threw the sword down, it almost hit someone's head.

You cannot learn to throw objects from high places.

"What did you just take?!"

King William came up in the rain.

Just now, because of the sudden heavy rain, all the servants went out to get umbrellas.

Winnie handed a long object to Wei Lan, but then her vision was blocked by them and she couldn't see clearly what it was.

Wei Lan did not look back. The rain also soaked his body. He pointed at the venue with great certainty:

"Your Majesty, he won—."

Below, the slender sword was pressed against Erkang's neck. He raised his head slightly, not daring to move even an inch.

He was so fast just now, he came over in two steps and hit him with several moves, and he couldn't resist at all.

The whole process took only a few tens of seconds, and the silver sword was raised to his neck.

King William frowned and glanced down, as if he thought Wei Lan was crazy. It was raining so hard and everyone was hiding from the rain, but he still had the mind to watch.

The queen stood under the awning, holding up the hem of her skirt with one hand. She disliked the rain and thought it was unlucky.

I covered my head with a folding fan, knowing that today's plan would fail, so I asked the King for his opinion, because the sound of the rain was deliberately louder:

"Your Majesty! It's raining so hard, let's go back indoors."

Erkang swallowed nervously, looked at him with a squinting look and pulled up the corner of his mouth.

"Heh - do you dare to kill me?"

The hand that Louis used to raise the sword was the injured one, and at this moment, he was gripping the hilt tightly without any shaking.

His lips were white, and the rain had soaked his body, pale skin, torn clothes, and gaping wounds.

All these seemingly miserable appearances, but because of his hostility and short silver hair, he looked like a white devil walking out of a rainy night.

The strength in his hands was very steady, and his expression didn't show any anger at his words, as if he didn't care at all.

This is the attitude towards a dying person, a dying person who has no resistance.

His hand moved gently, and the sharp sword had already cut through the most fragile human skin. He controlled it very well, and only a trace of blood seeped out of the surface.

But he did not take the next step.

Erkang was so frightened that he couldn't help shaking all over and his pupils shrank slightly, but his natural nobility and pride made it impossible for him to beg for mercy. He was just filled with hatred in his heart.

At this moment, the patter of rain penetrated his sight. Wei Lan blinked quickly. In his eyes, they maintained that posture and had not moved at all.

"Oh! Congratulations to our gladiator, he won the competition!"

The judge was pulled back at some point and finished saying this.

No one listened to him except the three of them.

Louis put down the sword in his hand, raised his eyes, and a drop of rain passed through his eyelashes and fell into his pupil.

He blinked reflexively, but stared straight in the direction of Wei Lan.

Wei Lan watched Erkang, whose legs were almost weak as he was supported by the servants who came rushing over, and he stamped his feet in anxiety.

I thought to myself, why is this sword so obedient? Even if you can't kill it, why don't you at least chop it a few times to vent your anger?

But he stopped stomping his feet the next second, because Louis fell backwards again and this time he really couldn't hold on.

Wei Lan was so scared that he hurried downstairs. The king and queen were caught off guard by the rain and walked back in a hurry, not paying any attention to Wei Lan at all. The umbrellas that the servants brought to block their way were of no use at all.

Winnie had just picked up an umbrella at random from the soldier who came with it, but when she turned around, she found the princess running away with her skirt lifted up.

"Your Highness! Where are you going?!"

Winnie tried to catch up quickly, but was buried by the returning crowd and the lazy people.

Everyone was defeated by the rain.

Wei Lan's chest heaved up and down, gasping for breath, and ran from the seat to Louis. The person on the ground was not dead yet.

Ugh, his eyes are still open.