Ultra: The King of Absolut is actually me

After seeing this scene, Jian Tong Yan Ye also cast a puzzled look at Wu Xun Feng.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Jian Tong Yan Ye was rarely serious at this time. When it came to his childhood sweetheart, Tosaka Aoi, he could always burst out with extraordinary courage and will.

And Jian Tong Ying was Tosaka Aoi's daughter, so he had the courage to face Wu Xun Feng directly. Otherwise, how could he be called a pure love warrior.

However, Wu Xun Feng was too lazy to argue with him about these trivial matters related to etiquette. He was not so stingy as to be so petty.

"There are still some small bugs in her body. Your cheap father put them there to control her words and deeds."

"After I killed that old guy just now, these bugs fell into a dormant state. Now I have solved them."

"However, physical injuries can be treated, but the trauma of the mind and will cannot be treated by ordinary means. It depends on whether she can come out of it."

Wu Xunfeng came to the two of them while explaining, and then gently stroked Matou Sakura's head.

Matou Sakura looked at Wu Xunfeng with some curiosity at this time.

Because Wu Xunfeng's dress and appearance are not like modern people, or even ancient people.

It's more like a future traveler from a parallel time and space in another world, so Matou Sakura is so curious.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, I was rude just now."

After hearing Wu Xunfeng's words, Matou Yanye was also greatly relieved.

Because he can now clearly feel that Matou Sakura's temperament has changed a little.

It is no longer a stagnant pool like before, but has bloomed with a little vitality and life again, just like a year ago.

However, Matou Sakura did not understand this.

She was looking at Wu Xunfeng and Matou Yanye with her eyes without highlights.

...

After tonight, it means that the war has begun, because all the seven heroic spirits participating in the Holy Grail War have been summoned.

According to the rules of the Holy Grail War, when all the heroic spirits are summoned, the war begins.

The seven heroic spirits and the masters will fight each other, and it doesn’t matter whether the masters die or not.

But only one of the seven heroic spirits can survive, and the one who survives is the winner of the Holy Grail War.

And then Fuyuki City became completely lively.

To be precise, it was only one day later.

On the third night, a heroic spirit kept releasing his own aura and wandering in the city.

This heroic spirit was obviously doing something similar to provocation, he just wanted to see if anyone would take the bait and fight with him.

"Interesting, it looks like there's going to be something interesting to watch."

Wu Xunfeng, who was sitting on the sofa and tasting red wine, suddenly said this.

With his strength, he naturally knew what was happening in the city now.

The person who released the breath to provoke other heroes was none other than the Lancer, one of the seven classes.

The chief warrior of the Irish Fianna Knights, known as the one with a glorious appearance: Diarmuid Odinah.

After saying this, Wu Xunfeng also disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived above the dock of Fuyuki City.

From Wu Xunfeng's perspective, he could see the movements of everyone below.

And no one could observe him sitting high on the golden throne, even if they looked directly at him, they could not find Wu Xunfeng.

At this time, on the Fuyuki Bridge, King of Conquerors Iskandar and his master Weber were watching the battle.

At the top of the gantry crane at the eastern dock, the Lancer's master Kenneth was also watching the battle.

On the top of the container at the dock, Kiritsugu Emiya and Maiya Hisau were holding modern weapons, preparing to assassinate Kenneth.

On another gantry crane at the dock, a Hundred-Faced Hassan was quietly monitoring the scene, and behind him was Kotomine Kirei.

Kotomine Kirei would report to Tosaka Tokisaki.

And the object of everyone's observation was the battle between the spearmen and swordsmen in the seven major classes.

That is, the battle between Diarmuid and King Arthur Altria.

In a small dock, the relationship between the people was intricate, and everyone had their own calculations.

Wu Xunfeng also thought this was very interesting and interesting, and there were too many violent and crushing battles.

He was still quite happy to watch these plots of mutual calculations and battles of wits and courage.

Wu Xunfeng was not really here to be a spectator, he wanted to observe whether there were suitable candidates.

Most of what he was doing now was observation, and this was a necessary quality in order to spread his own way.

At this time, the battle below had basically entered the decisive moment.

Diarmuid's Yellow Rose of Destruction scratched Altria's left arm.

If nothing unexpected happened, the two would not be far from deciding the winner.

"You are still too arrogant. You saw that my Red Rose of Destruction could pierce through magic, so you gave up the armor in exchange for speed."

"But you didn't expect that my Yellow Rose of Destruction would have the property of making your wound unable to heal."

"If you don't give up the armor and choose to take it seriously, the Yellow Rose of Destruction can't pierce your magic armor."

"Now your left hand tendon has been cut off by me. You can't be my opponent with only one hand left."

Diarmuid said quite proudly when confronting Altria.

What he said was some details of the fight between the two just now.

"I see, is this the cursed gun? I should have discovered it earlier."

"The red spear that can cut off magic power, the yellow spear that can't cure the curse, plus the tear mole that enchants the girl."

"You are the strongest warrior of the Fianna Knights, Diarmait of Glory."

Arturia also guessed the identity of the other party at this time, but it was actually a bit too late to guess now.

"That's right, but it's me who should feel honored. I didn't expect to be able to fight against the legendary King of Knights."

"This is the wonderful thing about the Holy Grail War. Heroes from all eras can compete across time and space, and the Ying family can also realize their wishes. It's perfect."

Diarmait also said with emotion at this time, but he quickly became serious.

"Now that we both know each other's true names, we can fight in an upright manner as knights."

"But I'll destroy your left hand first, so you won't be discouraged."

Diarmait's last sentence was a bit provocative.

Arturia also showed a very confident smile when she heard this.

"It's ridiculous. If you can't fight because of this injury, that would be a real shame."

After the two of them finished saying this, they both truly entered a state of full-out fighting.

boom!

It was at this critical moment that a bolt of thunder suddenly fell from the sky.

Then a hearty laugh resounded throughout the dock.

"Hahaha, the battle is over. Both sides put away their swords. The king must not be rude beforehand."

They didn't find out until everyone reacted.

At this time, in the middle of the confrontation between Diarmait and Arturia, a chariot pulled by oxen suddenly appeared.

On top of this chariot was a sturdy man with a height of two meters, and the hearty laughter just now was made by him.

The person who came was none other than the Conqueror King Iskandar, who had been observing secretly, but at this time he came out to disrupt the situation inexplicably.

Because the noise he made was too huge, everyone present now focused their attention on him.