Chapter 243: Yadan, Dead!

In all martial arts under heaven, speed alone is invincible!

Gervas felt he now truly had the confidence to face three opponents at once.

The three bronze knights across from him refused to believe it, thinking the previous moment had merely been luck, compounded by their own underestimation.

So, the three bronze knights exchanged another glance and swung their swords in a coordinated assault on Gervas.

This time, they pushed their battle aura to its absolute limit, showing not a shred of contempt, but instead launching their full strength.

Gervas remained calm, his feet executing the Swift Step once more, dodging leftward with each step light and swift.

In the blink of an eye, he slipped free of their encirclement.

The bronze knight on the left, seeing this, immediately shifted his stance and slashed diagonally toward Gervas's shoulder.

Gervas anticipated it, bending and sidestepping again, evading the diagonal slash.

Then came Gervas's counterattack—his longsword slashed hard into the knight's ribs.

The bronze knight never expected Gervas to dodge the slash; his sword was too slow to block.

Rip! His ribs were struck directly, the leather armor torn open.

Thud!

Beneath the armor lay flesh and blood,

A wet thud echoed as bright red blood seeped heavily from the knight's ribcage.

Ah!

The bronze knight screamed, his body instantly drained of strength, collapsing to the ground.

The other two bronze knights were startled and immediately changed direction, rushing to surround Gervas again.

Gervas had no time to raise his sword in defense—he could only step again with the Swift Step, desperately widening the distance between himself and the two.

Fortunately, with the Swift Step's enhancement, he succeeded.

After sprinting several meters and turning back, he saw the two bronze knights had halted, their faces ashen as they stared at their fallen comrade.

Their comrade was not dead yet, but his ribcage was severely wounded—his combat capability reduced to zero.

"What, scared? If you're scared, drop your swords and kneel in surrender—I might spare your lives!" Gervas sneered.

"You bastard, we'll kill you!"

Naturally, neither would surrender; the next instant, they lunged at Gervas with murderous intent.

But now, the two were far more cautious—even in attack, they kept their guard ready to retreat at any moment.

As a result, the battle became a stalemate.

But the problem was, Gervas wanted a swift resolution.

"Do you really think this can block my attacks?"

Gervas snorted, channeling the Swift Step to its full power and lunging at the light cavalry captain on the left.

The light cavalry captain's pupils shrank—he foresaw that he might not be able to block this strike.

But as a light cavalry captain, he was no ordinary man.

Since there was no avoiding it, he gritted his teeth and swung his sword hard toward Gervas's side.

This strike hinged on whether Gervas was willing to trade injury for injury.

If he wasn't, then Gervas's attack could be neutralized without evading.

What the light cavalry captain couldn't have anticipated was that this nobleman showed no fear—instead, a faint smile curled at his lips.

The next moment, as the captain's face turned deathly pale, both swords struck their targets.

Rip! Rip!

Thud!

Almost simultaneously, the sound of leather armor tearing filled the field.

But the expected sound of flesh being pierced came only once.

Ugh!

The light cavalry captain looked down at his blood-soaked chest, then at Gervas's torn leather armor, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Why had Gervas's armor been cut open, yet his flesh remained unharmed?

Gervas would not tell him—he wore an inner armor forged from dragon's reverse scales.

Not even this bronze knight's strike could pierce him; even a White Shadow Knight would struggle to wound him unless striking directly.

Gervas yanked his sword free!

Boom! The light cavalry captain collapsed to the ground, twitching his final, violent death-dance.

Now, only one bronze knight remained—the one guarding Lord Pa Ke.

But if all three together couldn't match Gervas, this single knight stood no chance at all.

Gervas activated the Swift Step and swiftly carved two wounds into the bronze knight.

The bronze knight finally broke, attempting to flee.

"Trying to run? Too late!"

Gervas sneered, lunging forward with blinding speed.

Thud!

His sword pierced straight through the bronze knight's heart.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Kieran, Bell, and Yadan—all still fighting—turned ashen-faced.

They hadn't expected this nobleman could truly fight three at once—what kind of terrifying combat power was this?

Only the title knights from noble houses like dukes and marquises had ever possessed such strength in the past!

Yet the one before his eyes was merely a petty noble from the border!

"My lord is mighty! Haha! My lord, facing three alone, his name shakes the border!"

"Indeed, my lord is mighty! Hahaha!"

At this moment, Knight Mi Gen and the others also discovered their lord's astonishing feat, immediately erupting in continuous cheers.

This did not merely mean they were about to win this battle.

It also showed that their lord's combat talent was beyond imagination, and his future achievements would surely be high.

"How about it? Now, who is the most dangerous?" At this, even Lei Meng, the Knight Commander who was always stern in battle, suddenly smiled.

Adani was naturally so furious his face turned iron-green; after all, this slap in the face had come too quickly!

"Die!"

Adani suddenly unleashed a full-power strike against Lei Meng.

His original intent was to force Lei Meng away, then see if he could find an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Gervas.

After all, if he could kill that noble, there would still be room for maneuver in today's battle.

Little did he know Lei Meng had anticipated everything, instantly dodging his strike, then countering with a sword swing of his own.

Adani's face turned iron-green; he could only abandon his plan and hastily raise his sword to block Lei Meng's attack.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

But just at that moment, a sharp shriek suddenly came from the woods not far away.

At first, Adani paid it no mind.

But when he realized the whistling sound was heading straight for him, he glanced with his peripheral vision, and in the next instant, his soul was terrified out of his body.

Two large fireballs were speeding toward him.

"Damn it, a mage?!"

He never could have imagined the enemy had ambushed a mage specifically to ambush him.

Had it been a longbowman firing a cold arrow, he would not have feared it; with just a slight shift of his body, he could dodge or avoid vital points.

But a mage's fireball could be controlled in trajectory by spiritual power and could track its target.

Therefore, unless he turned to block, or simply fled immediately, escaping the mage's range of spiritual power, there was no way to dodge the attack.

But the problem was, Lei Meng's longsword was also whistling as it slashed toward him...

Clang!

Boom! Boom!

In the end, Adani blocked Lei Meng's slash.

But those two fireballs also slammed hard into his back, exploding.

Intense flames, like molten lava, burst open his leather armor, scorching more than half of Adani's body.

Instantly, an indescribable smell of burning char drifted across the entire field.

"Dish... dishonorable!" Adani fell backward, looking up at that azure sky.

He remembered the sword practice under that azure sky that day; that was his lost youth!

"Ugh..."

Adani, deceased!