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The two saw that the outcome of this confrontation was not decided, but they were not in a hurry to continue the duel, but each jumped backwards.
After all, it was Liliana's left arm that was injured, but her right arm was completely useless, so it could be said that there was no damage to her combat effectiveness.
And Paul is also willing to carry forward the virtues of the knight, waiting for Liliana to deal with the wound.
However, the next moment, he couldn't hold back his heart no matter what.
"What, what's going on!"
He murmured, as if he saw something extremely incredible.
Liliana just flicked her wound lightly, and the hideous wound, which was several centimeters long, disappeared immediately.
"how can that be!"
Paul's face was once again occupied by a look of horror.
Just now, he didn't see any recovery magic used by this girl, let alone any precious dress.
In his incomparably sensitive senses, there was not the slightest wave of magic power appearing.
In other words, the girl's injury was completely restored to its original state by her own healing ability.
Not only is there no trace of scars, there is not even a trace of difference in the skin.
If it wasn't for the remaining bloodstains, it would be as if he hadn't been hurt.
If it is said that Liliana's great strength can be attributed to the Godslayer's authority, then where does such an ability come from?
Paul did not know, and had no time to know this truth.
On the platinum holy sword, there was a stunning edge, and the edge of the sword was aimed at him.
"Then, go on!"
The girl said so resolutely, with absolute indisputability in her tone.
Hearing such words, Paul couldn't help letting go of the doubts in his heart.
He was dueling, yes, dueling.
A duel that cannot be lost no matter what.
Whether the other party is an ordinary girl, a human genius, or a unique treasure in this world.
No matter what it was, it couldn't stop his sword from piercing her chest.
No matter what it is, you can't stop it, and go to reap the victory full of honor by yourself!
Paul raised his beloved sword again, and stared at the girl whom he had underestimated at first with bated breath.
At this moment, he has already admitted that this girl is an enemy he has encountered that is definitely worthy of attention!
Gilgamesh looked at the unpretentious but sharp duel of the two knights, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but draw a tiny arc.
Indeed, whether it is Paul or Liliana.
For the supreme King of Heroes, it can barely be seen.
Their extremely intense but fleeting duel was indeed extremely rare in Gilgamesh's eyes.
Even for those heroes of the Age of Gods, there may be quite a few who can do this.
However, after reaching such strength, he can still maintain a humble heart and maintain the belief that he values all enemies.
Such a guy can also be said to be unique.
The King of Heroes gently clasped the armrest of the throne made of gold, and the trace of contempt disappeared from his scarlet, snake-like eyes with a captivating look.
A hero must be treated like a hero. He is the king of heroes, the king of heroes. Such a hero is enough to be treated equally by him.
The king leaned comfortably on the throne, and there was a faint smile on his haughty expression.
So, how far can you go, and whether you can please me, heroes!
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The swords collided and struck, and the helpless hissing sound produced by the friction between the metals echoed in this extremely spacious and luxurious hall.
Under the two dancing balls of dazzling silver light, on the luxurious dome, the precious stones distributed according to the arrangement of the stars all looked extremely dim.
Whether it's a pretty young girl or a handsome middle-aged man, they are all doing their best to show off all their martial arts.
This is a contest on physical strength, experience, martial arts, strength, and more.
As a result of failure, the price that should be paid is not only the life of one of them, but also a luxury called dignity that is countless times more expensive than life for them.
The collision of swords and swords is still going on, whether it is a middle-aged knight or a delicate girl, they all want to win this victory.
However, at this moment, they are close to being evenly matched.
Of course, it's only close.
But at this time, the girl's incomparably delicate little face was originally incomparably resolute and rigidly beautiful, but there was also a hint of embarrassment.
No!
The girl screamed in her heart, with a hint of unwillingness.
If it goes on like this, the chances of winning are really too small.
Liliana was thinking like this, and her fair and smooth pretty face, if it wasn't because she had become a Heroic Spirit, beads of sweat would have been oozing unbearably.
Of course, if she hadn't turned into a Heroic Spirit, she wouldn't be able to survive even now.
If it is said that the girl's swordsmanship is the breeze caressing the willow leaves, then what this Paolo, the highest knight in Italy, displayed is a sword net as dense as a waterfall.
The blow after blow, non-stop, was exerted under this man's wrist. This extremely handsome man, who was carved out of a rock, seemed to have innumerable strength, without a trace of tiredness, Endlessly swaying the sword rain like a tide.
If this goes on, you will lose!
The girl understood this fact for the umpteenth time. Even though she had nearly inexhaustible physical strength, her heart would not be exhausted by such a long battle.
However, she is still far from adapting to the body of this heroic spirit.
It doesn't matter if the increased strength is several times, or the speed far exceeds her previous speed, or the almost infinite physical strength. At this moment, although this girl has a chance to face this man head-on, but, It also makes it difficult for her to win.