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Chapter 410: First Generation

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The leisurely life didn't last long. Draco sent word that he had mastered the technique of summoning a sword and began to stir, wanting to set up a fight.

Finally, they decided to spar in the Room of Requirement on Saturday morning. The Room of Requirement not only has enough space but is also relatively hidden, so no matter who loses, it won't be too embarrassing.

Ron even swore that "my Saber will not lose," always thinking about inviting Hermione to watch their duel. But considering that pure-blood families have always had prejudices against Hermione, Harry felt there was no need to cause trouble. Even Zhang Qiu actively rejected Harry's invitation, indicating that such sparring should be known by as few people as possible.

On Saturday morning, Harry and Ron, Draco and Pan Xi, these two pairs of Rider and wizard combinations arrived at the door of the Room of Requirement on time, wandering around wanting a "spacious room for Rider combat." But after entering, they found that this seemed to be an open space piled with rubble, the walls around showing some scenery of the back mountain, and the whole room gave people a feeling of wilderness.

Harry and Pan Xi didn't make a move, sitting on the side to watch the battle, preparing to provide some reference opinions when reviewing later.

"Alright, then let's go," Draco said seriously, buckling his belt, while Ron's mouth carried a strange smile.

"BraveDragon!"

"Cross-ZDragon!"

Under the reflection of red and blue flames, the two completed their transformation at the same time. It's just that Draco needed an extra step. He flicked his right hand and pulled out a straight sword with red and green patterns.

Ron, who had gained the upper hand, stepped forward quickly, and the Flame Sword slashed down quickly. Draco could only raise his hand to parry in a hurry. After Ron's offensive was blocked, he quickly adjusted his posture and launched an attack again by taking a small step back and stepping forward again.

The complete swordsmanship training included the coordination of footwork and offensive, but Draco didn't understand these at all. He could only parry and support under Ron's offensive one after another.

Ron beat Draco until he was left and right, and soon forced out a flaw. Ron seized this opportunity and gave him a heavy blow, pulling out a piece of sparks on the blue-gold chest armor.

"Hoo—" Draco retreated many steps before finally stabilizing his figure. He held the sword handle with both hands, readjusted his posture, and his body trembled slightly.

Ron looked at ease, and he even played a sword flower.

Ma Erfu chose to launch a preemptive strike. He began to run, gathering all his strength to deliver a heavy slash. He hoped Luo En would try to parry, because he vaguely felt that the power of the Sacred Blade did not seem as great as Croz's.

He was still too naive. Ron just tilted his body slightly to avoid this sword, and backhanded a slash on Draco's back, directly knocking him into a stagger.

Even recognizing the huge gap in skills between the two, Draco's fighting will was still very high. He had been suppressed by Harry for six whole years, and now even that poor follower Weasley dared to climb on top of his head.

Weasley, a guy with no sense of honor, I absolutely won't be reconciled to losing to this kind of person... Draco held the sword handle again, and viciously swung a sword backhanded!

After forcing Ron back, Draco stomped his feet fiercely. His momentum suddenly rose, and the sword in his hand even burst out a burst of blue sparks. Then he relied on a brute force to swing indiscriminately regardless of anything. Ron instead began to parry with difficulty.

Although it was parrying with difficulty, Ron finally parried all his indiscriminate attacks, and then seized the flaw of his exhaustion and kicked him away.

Harry could clearly observe that Draco had made some progress in this battle, but Ron didn't seem to have any changes, at most he was a bit annoyed by an unexpected counterattack.

Ron gripped the sword handle tightly in place. Red flames began to ignite on his weapon, and Draco, who had barely stood up, hurried to raise his sword to parry.

After the first collision, blue flames began to burst out on Draco's sword too, but after being hit many times, the armor couldn't support it anymore. Although he successfully parried most of the Flame Slashes, the last blow still knocked him flying, and after rolling three times on the ground, he canceled the transformation.

Pan Xi hurried forward to help Malfoy up. This young master was sweating profusely and panting, struggling to accept the fact that he had been defeated.

Ron also canceled the transformation, pressing the corners of his mouth, trying not to laugh too wantonly.

"Draco, your progress and breakthrough are obvious to all," Harry said politely. "Those few swords Ron used were obviously hard to parry."

"It's okay, we are indeed inferior in skills," Pan Xi also said some polite words, because at this moment Draco was gritting his teeth, staring at Ron's back with unwillingness.

However, at this moment, the door of the Room of Requirement suddenly opened. The moment the light shone in, Harry's pupils contracted immediately. He saw the figure he least wanted to see at this moment.

The Moon Rider walked slowly toward the crowd with steady steps. Under that oppressive momentum, Ron couldn't help but take a step back.

"Hand over the diadem, I won't kill you," a muffled voice came from under the helmet. This was the first time they heard the Moon Rider speak, but the voice was too distorted to be used as a clue for investigation.

Moreover, what they have to face now is a more serious problem: the Moon Rider has put forward a clear demand, or threat.

"What do you want the diadem for?" Harry asked calmly. He wanted to buy some time for Ron to rest.

But the Moon Rider didn't intend to answer. His right hand flipped, and a blue military knife appeared in his hand.

The enemy holding the weapon approached slowly. Ron had no choice but to bite the bullet and transform to meet the battle.

At this moment, Harry saw some clues. The Moon Rider was also not proficient in using weapons, he just bullied Ron by relying on agility and strength.

"Ron, hold on," Harry shouted loudly while pulling out his wand, "Pan Xi, you go find the professor quickly!"

Pan Xi nodded. Just as she was about to move, a crisp sound scared her.

The Moon Rider's left hand was holding a green pistol, and his marksmanship was very accurate. A scorched pit appeared on the rubble beach under Pan Xi's feet.

Ron gritted his teeth and prepared to step forward to interfere with the Moon Rider, but he was soon kicked away.

Pan Xi, who was already scared silly, shrank in place and didn't dare to move. Harry tried to cast one or two spells, but they were all ignored by the Moon Rider. He stared at Ron with ferocious compound eyes, and then suddenly jumped up.

A gust of cold wind blew, and everyone felt the bone-chilling cold. The Moon Rider's flying kick landed precisely on the sword Ron had barely raised, and then stepped on his chest along with the sword. The floor instantly dented.

When the Moon Rider lifted his foot and walked toward here, they only saw a bat-shaped pit, and Ron, who had canceled his transformation in the center of the pit, was groaning in pain.

Harry took a few steps back and turned to ask Draco: "Can you still transform?"

"I, I, I," Draco gripped the belt tightly, but his whole body couldn't stop trembling. "Why don't you transform?"

Harry just wanted to curse. If I could transform! Wait, why can't I transform?

Yes, a little man in his mind answered him seriously, because of Occlumency.

I must turn off Occlumency right now. It's a skill I practiced myself, can't I control it myself?

However, the little man also said, you haven't chosen your energy bottle, and you don't have a belt.

Right, or should I go out and find Professor Sugemi—no, if I run out now, the Moon Rider will definitely kill Ron.

Or tell the Moon Rider that the diadem is in the Room of Requirement that hides things, and circle with him, dragging it until the professor arrives...

No! The reckless energy in Harry's subconscious suddenly rushed up. After losing the suppression of Occlumency, the frustration of being unable to transform for a long time all turned into a kind of unreasonable anger at this moment.

He snatched the belt from Draco's hand and buckled it on his waist.

The belt still had no response.

Why, you thing, why do you say I have no qualifications?! Don't you know how much I have paid for this world, how many life-and-death dilemmas I have experienced, and how many lost battles I have won!

Isn't it just transforming without a belt? Mr. Shoichi can, why can't I? Speaking of contact with the Sorcerer's Stone, I was even earlier than you people, back when I wanted to save Neville in the first year—

When Harry finally recalled this fact, and happened to have no other inappropriate emotions, the belt finally responded to him.

"Tuo!"

No Fullbottle, no name-calling, just a simple low roar, followed by a light green whirlwind whistling through the field.

Harry completed his transformation. At this moment, he indeed felt a feeling completely different from usual, strength and dynamic vision. He could finally see every move of the Moon Rider completely, and it even seemed that his movements were a bit slow.

"Saved," Draco laughed on his knees. "I finally understand."

"Ha! Li! Pot! Ter!"

"Why have you always been tight-lipped about your Rider form, why can you transform without an energy bottle, why can you use Rider power before transforming, and why are there tear marks after transforming!"

"There is only one answer, Ha! Li! Pot! Ter!"

"You are the Kamen Rider 1 they have been looking for!"

Although Harry was confused, the Moon Rider seemed to be frightened by him and retreated several steps in succession.

"Watch out—" Draco, who had just come to his senses from the excitement, issued a warning, but it seemed to be too late.

Harry turned his head sharply. What he saw was layers of card light curtains, and another magenta Rider who had already jumped up. ===== CHAPTER 411 =====

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