" Please advise me…" Yang Yin held a western sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally to the ground. He placed one hand behind his back, looking aloof from the world!
A few young girls and rich ladies wanted to scream when they saw this, but they covered their mouths to prevent disturbing the order.
" For honor..." Duro made a gesture and stabbed his sword.
"Ding!"
Yang Yin raised the tip of his sword and defused the sword momentum with ease.
"Ding ding ding…clang clang…"
Duro roared and launched a storm-like attack, but Yang Yin calmly resolved it. After dozens of sword strikes, the two quickly switched positions.
Duro's breathing was already slightly rapid, but Yang Yin seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll.
"How is it?" Yang Yin smiled. His posture was more gentlemanly than a gentleman and more knightly than a knight.
"For honor!"
Duro roared. He was starting to get impatient, and the sword rain became even fiercer.
"Ding ding ding…"
Yang Yin blocked it, but suddenly, he swung his sword backward. A light flashed, and Duro shouted. He took a few steps back and staggered, his face pale.
A faint bloody scar appeared on Duro's neck!
"Good!"
The onlookers cheered, and the women let out high-decibel screams.
It was too exciting, wasn't it? It was bloody!
" So handsome…Wester, you're my little darling…" A lady screamed.
"Bitch, he's mine, mine…"
" Shh…Don't disturb His Majesty and the archduke…"
"Wester, my idol, I love you…"
" Wester is indeed the best. His sword, like his spear, is invincible…" Grand Duke Diana shouted.
When the other noble ladies heard this, they laughed in a daze. Many noble ladies were shy and started fooling around.
Yang Yin heard the voice and felt extremely embarrassed.
These noblewomen were indeed not afraid of things getting out of hand, let alone their pig husbands. They were all so unrestrained, passionate, and unrestrained. Even in public, in front of the tsar, they dared to joke.
"Kill…"
Duro let out a roar and thrust his sword over.
Yang Yin dodged and blocked Duro's hand and sword. With a quick swing, Duro was thrown under the pillar of the palace.
" Damn it…" Duro shouted. He got up unwillingly and pounced on him in a sorry state.
"Let go!"
Yang Yin's sword slashed his opponent's wrist. Duro's sword fell to the side with a clang. Yang Yin kicked Duro back to the pillar.
Duro was a little absent-minded.
At this moment, Yang Yin had already picked up his opponent's sword. He spun it around and swung it. The Western sword flew out and brushed past Duro's neck before stabbing into the pillar. The hilt of the sword buzzed.
"Sorry, you lost, Your Excellency Duro!”Yang Yin smiled and walked over gracefully, extending his hand.
When everyone saw this scene, they were stunned!
What was this? He was too handsome, too forgiving, too compassionate, and too gentlemanly. This was a true gentleman!
A gentleman who won without pride!
This kind of humility was something that only Saints had!
Oh, God!
Duro came back to his senses and was stunned. He held Yang Yin's hand and stood up. He was extremely ashamed."I'm sorry, Baron Wester. I didn't expect you to be such a humble and magnanimous person. I'm ashamed of my previous evaluation of you.”
"I forgive you!" Yang Yin smiled.
"Thank you, thank you. From today onwards, you will be my mentor and admirer for life. I will protect your reputation. I will not allow anyone to slander it!”Duro shook his hand and tried his best.
The other dueling man was also moved to tears. He was a fan of Wester.
"Oh, my friend, it's all my fault. You're right. Baron Wester is a man worthy of respect. We shouldn't have had any disagreements about this, and we shouldn't have fought.”Duro was extremely ashamed. He hugged his friend who had fought before and apologized loudly and sincerely.
Pa pa pa…pa…
Applause rang out. The first to clap was the Archduke of Bayaria, followed by the Tsarina, and finally all the nobles and maids.
What did they see?
This was a wonderful, compassionate, yet extremely humble, friendly, and righteous duel!
It was too rare!
Amongst the crowd, Count Aluk and his wife were holding their daughter Avrora in excitement.
Count Aluk, who had always been determined, kept muttering,""Wester has finally grown up. He can take charge…"
Avrora widened her eyes and looked at Wester with admiration. She felt that there was no one more perfect than Wester in this world!
Sunny, handsome, talented, pretentious, humorous, and a young musical genius. It was just that he was a little annoying. It seemed that all the noble ladies liked him!
Princess Dolores, who was beside the Grand Duke of Bayaria, looked at Yang Yin with admiration. She had never seen such a shining quality in anyone.
"Daughter, what do you think of this young baron?”the Archduke of Bayaria said with a smile.
"Very good, Father!" Princess Dolores 'cheeks were a little hot, and she was a little shy. This was the first time.
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