"I apologize, my lord does not permit me to reveal my name."
Opening his eyes, Lancer pointed the spear in his hand at Wang Xiaoming.
"I can only use action to make you understand that I am not an unknown figure!"
"Then let me see!"
Wang Xiaoming raised his left hand and beckoned to Lancer.
Lancer accelerated from a standstill, his right foot creating a depression in the ground, instantly accelerating towards Wang Xiaoming.
This speed, which should have been very fast, seemed less so in front of Wang Xiaoming, who had experienced Godslayer and the Miniature Garden. Lancer's thrust was easily dodged by Wang Xiaoming, who even used his free left hand to grab the spear that had been thrust at him.
"Nani!"
Lancer looked at Wang Xiaoming's hand grabbing his spear, very surprised, but immediately swung the short spear in his left hand, stabbing towards Wang Xiaoming, trying to make him let go.
However, his movement was only halfway done when he felt a powerful force coming from his spear.
The spear, which should have been in his hand, was forcibly pulled away by Wang Xiaoming. Because Lancer didn't let go, this caused Lancer to stagger forward, not even able to stand still. Then, in his vision, a forehead rapidly magnified.
Bang—
The air vibrated violently, and Lancer flew straight out, flying ten meters in a backward posture, smashing into a container next to the street, directly smashing a human-shaped hole in the container.
"......"
Whether it was Saber and Irisviel watching on the scene, or other Servants and Masters watching from other corners, they were all shocked by this sudden change.
What did they see? Lancer had just rushed up and was directly smashed back by Wang Xiaoming with a headbutt, and even his weapon was snatched away by Wang Xiaoming.
Moreover, why a headbutt!! Does the King of Knights fight with her head?
"Lancer, you are very weak."
By the way, Wang Xiaoming didn't forget to mock him.
388. Could it be that Saber, you are my fan?
After headbutting Lancer away, Wang Xiaoming weighed the spear in his hand. Hmm, one of Lancer's Noble Phantasms, Gae Bolg, the Piercing Spear of Barbed Death, is essentially a good tool.
Yes, just a tool, because besides breaking magic, this spear is really weak, and can even be easily broken. Unless facing a Caster class, other classes will basically not be countered by this spear.
Oh, I am Caster now, then never mind. This spear can't even counter the Caster class, what a useless piece of iron!
Wang Xiaoming looked at Lancer, who had already crawled out of the container, with a pretentious look, and shook his head slightly.
"You just said that you are a knight, and that you would fight with all your strength. If your full strength is only like this, I can only say that you don't even have the qualifications to sit at my Round Table."
Wang Xiaoming said these words in the identity of the King of Knights, making Lancer's face flush red with anger, but he couldn't refute it at all, because he had just said that he would do his best, but in less than a second, Wang Xiaoming had suppressed him with just one hand, and then directly headbutted him back.
This was the craziest attack method he had ever seen. He had even considered whether Wang Xiaoming would knee him, but he didn't expect it to be with his head!
You are the King of Knights! Being arranged in the Caster class is already very strange, okay, why is the attack method like a Berserker!
But Lancer was not qualified to speak, because he was a weakling directly solved by Wang Xiaoming with a headbutt.
If he wanted to speak, he had to snatch the spear back from Wang Xiaoming's hand, and at the same time counterattack Wang Xiaoming to prove himself!
Although he only had a short spear in his hand, it didn't matter. As a knight, he had to snatch it back!
Lancer touched his forehead. The blood from the collision just now was not much. Under the effect of magic, the wound had already recovered. As Servants, their injuries could be quickly recovered through magic.
After confirming that the injury had recovered, Lancer gripped the short spear and rushed towards Wang Xiaoming again. This time, the weapon in his hand was at a disadvantage, so he couldn't make big sweeping attacks. What he had to do was to fight at close quarters, using both hands and feet, so that he could snatch back his weapon from the opponent's hand!
However, when Lancer rushed over, he found that Wang Xiaoming had released the spear in his hand.
Released it? Why!
Lancer's gaze was focused on the red spear falling from Wang Xiaoming's hand to the ground. He even began to plan in his mind how to find an opportunity to snatch back this spear!
However, just as he was halfway there, he found that his body suddenly rushed towards Wang Xiaoming uncontrollably.
What's going on!
The body was completely out of control, and the speed of the impact was getting faster and faster. When he came to five meters away from Wang Xiaoming, he suddenly slid, kneeling on both knees and sliding all the way to Wang Xiaoming's front, and then raised his hands in a daze.
The yellow short spear in his hand was directly thrown away by him.
Then, in his vision, a fist quickly magnified.
Bang—
The air was punched into a depression, and the impact of the air directly created a vacuum area. Lancer directly broke the speed of sound and flew in the original direction, directly smashing through several containers before stopping. The containers originally stacked together instantly collapsed because of Lancer's impact, and then turned into a pile of ruins. Lancer was buried in this ruin.
"Too weak."
Wang Xiaoming shook his head disdainfully, then kicked away the red spear at his feet and turned to look at Saber and Irisviel behind him.
Saber, who was stared at by Wang Xiaoming, immediately became nervous.
Too strong, only two attacks, but each one was stronger than the last. The most important thing was that Lancer's speed was actually very fast. Artoria felt that she was only at that speed, but this man in front of her actually disarmed the opponent of all weapons in just two moves, and then completely incapacitated the opponent.
Especially the last move, Saber, standing behind Wang Xiaoming, saw that Wang Xiaoming gently waved the sword in his right hand, and then Lancer suddenly threw away the short spear in his hand and made a slide. Unintelligible! Completely unintelligible!
Could it be some kind of Noble Phantasm, but can the Noble Phantasm effect be so strong? There was no sign of magic power erupting. Suddenly Lancer's movements became strange. It looked like he was directly delivering himself to Wang Xiaoming's front, and then he was punched away by Wang Xiaoming.
Unknown Noble Phantasm, terrifying reaction ability, and extremely powerful physical attack ability, even the sword in his hand was not really used. Such an enemy... cannot be resisted!
Although every Servant will装逼 say before the battle: I will be victorious!
But the ancestral intuition told Artoria that she couldn't win, she really couldn't win!
"Saber, he seems to be staring at us, is it okay?"
Irisviel also witnessed Wang Xiaoming's instant kill of Lancer in the back, but she was just a magician and could not see the entire battle process clearly. She only knew that Lancer rushed up, then flew back, then rushed up again, and then flew back faster.
Was Lancer too weak? Or was this Caster too strong? Can Saber handle it?
"It's okay, Irisviel."
After being asked by Irisviel, Artoria naturally couldn't say no.
"Leave it to me!"
After Saber replied to Irisviel, she directly materialized her armor. The original black men's suit became a blue inner garment plus a white skirt armor. The original ponytail also became a bun on the back of her head. Her hands were virtually clenched, as if she was holding some weapon. It could be distinguished from the distorted trajectory of the air that it should be a sword, very Saber.
"Saber, your armor style is quite similar to mine."
Wang Xiaoming looked at Saber, who was guarding against him, pretended to be puzzled, and began to evaluate while stroking his chin.
"Could it be that, Saber, you're my fan? As far as I know, there's this guy named Richard who admires me so much that he likes to imitate me. He even shouts 'EXcalibur' when he swings his sword, and he can actually unleash beams of light. His knights are a mixed bag, too. Are you like him?"
"Your Wind King Barrier is pretty decent. I used to like doing that too, concealing the sword with wind. It's especially useful for sneak attacks. But I later realized it's only good for bullying the weak. Against truly powerful opponents, that little bit of concealment is useless, so I gave it up. Yours looks pretty convincing, though."
"Well, from a fan's perspective, your portrayal of King Arthur is actually quite good. If King Arthur were a girl, she might really be like you."
At this, Wang Xiaoming burst out laughing.
"But, sadly, how could King Arthur be a girl? Hahahaha."
Wang Xiaoming's comments left Saber and Irisviel dumbfounded. What could they say? They were the real King Arthur, yet suddenly they had become fans of King Arthur.
Saber was the most bewildered. What should she say? Should she say that she was King Arthur? But would anyone believe her now? She had been kicked off the throne so suddenly, completely unprepared.
389. You even know my Wind King Hammer!
Saber's heart was incredibly complicated. She was clearly King Arthur, but now, in the mouth of the man before her, she had become a fan of King Arthur, and she couldn't even refute it because of his statement, "How could King Arthur be a girl?"
Everyone was King Arthur, but on his side was a man who looked every bit the knight, while on her side was just a petite girl. To outsiders, it would seem obvious that he was King Arthur.
This made Saber incredibly uncomfortable. She understood that she could no longer prove her identity with words. The only way to prove her identity was to defeat Wang Xiaoming!
Artoria tightened her grip on her sword, pointing the invisible blade at Wang Xiaoming.
"I don't think there's any need for us to say so much. Since we're both Servants and participating in this Holy Grail War, let's speak with our swords."
"Speak with swords, you say? I agree."
Wang Xiaoming wore a relaxed expression.
"Let me see if you, as my fan who has taken the Saber class that suits me best, are worthy of me wielding my holy sword."
That simple sentence caused Artoria's blood pressure to skyrocket. A fan again, occupying the Saber class—it was simply a blatant belittling of Artoria!
Artoria believed her mentality was quite stable. Even during Mordred's rebellion, she had maintained composure amidst the chaos, stabbing Mordred to death in the midst of the army.
But today, she had truly broken down.
"Enough nonsense, let's fight!"
Artoria didn't plan to test the waters. The last one who tried was still in the container stacks. She immediately activated Mana Burst, her body enveloped in blue magical light, dragging a blue afterimage as she charged towards Wang Xiaoming.
The invisible blade was gripped in both hands and swung at Wang Xiaoming.
"Too slow."
Wang Xiaoming stood there, acting cool, calmly uttering those words, successfully messing with her mentality. Artoria's movements even paused slightly.
Then, at the instant Artoria swung her sword, Wang Xiaoming suddenly and quickly sidestepped, dodging Artoria's attack. Then, replicating a certain red-eyed brother's instant kill move on his red-eyed brother, he directly grabbed Artoria's wrist with one hand.
"Nani!"
Saber looked at Wang Xiaoming's left hand gripping her right wrist, utterly astonished.
"Although you're my fan, I'm sorry, your attacks seem really weak."
Wang Xiaoming continued to mess with Saber's mentality, while simultaneously twisting his left hand forcefully.
"Ugh! !"
Saber felt a piercing pain coming from her wrist. She knew it was broken!
Switching arms, she changed her grip on the sword hilt from her right hand to her left, and swung the invisible sword at Wang Xiaoming.
But Wang Xiaoming didn't release Artoria's right hand. With a forceful pull, the petite figure was directly lifted up by Wang Xiaoming.
Bang—
Identical to when facing Lancer, a fierce headbutt sent Saber reeling, her vision blurring, and she flew backward, crashing heavily next to Irisviel.
"Saber!"
Irisviel ran to Saber's side, looking at Saber's dazed expression and her twisted right hand, and quickly activated her magic.
"Hold on, I'll heal you!"
Irisviel's words brought Saber back to her senses. She immediately got up from the ground, gripping the invisible sword with her left hand, nervously watching Wang Xiaoming, afraid that he would suddenly attack.
She had clearly seen Lancer get beaten up, but she had repeated the same mistake, without any ability to resist, her arm broken, and even hit with a headbutt.
Now, even looking at Wang Xiaoming's forehead, Saber felt her head ringing.
If Wang Xiaoming attacked now, Saber, with only one hand, didn't think she could withstand it at all.
"Don't worry, I won't attack while you're healing."
Wang Xiaoming naturally saw Saber's worries and allowed them to heal.
Saber frowned, feeling like she was being looked down upon again, but there was nothing she could do. Her combat power was seriously impaired.
"Irisviel, please."
"Leave it to me, Saber."
Fortunately, Irisviel's healing magic was strong, and her mana supply was not a problem at all. Saber's right hand was forcibly restored under the dual supply of healing magic and mana.
Grasping her right hand tightly to confirm that it was fully restored, Saber once again transferred her invisible sword to her right hand, then pointed it at Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming still had that relaxed look. He didn't make any movements, just held the sword in his right hand at his side, with his left hand in front, facing Saber sideways.
"Saber, are you really okay?"
Irisviel stood behind Saber, looking at her with concern. She had just watched Saber charge up and fly back, almost exactly like Lancer, without any power to resist. Could they really defeat such an enemy?
"I don't know, he's strong, very strong, but I will try my best!"
Saber recalled the scene of her being beaten up, then recalled the scene of Lancer being beaten up, and then began to think about how to attack Wang Xiaoming. Wang Xiaoming's reaction speed was too fast. Her ordinary attacks couldn't touch him at all, and she couldn't even make him move.
If she wanted to force him to move, either use a wide-range attack to force him to dodge, or use even faster speed!
From what he had said before, he knew about the Wind King Barrier, so using the Wind King Hammer to sneak attack would probably be ineffective. In that case, don't use the Wind King Hammer to sneak attack, use the release of the Wind King Barrier to accelerate myself, to make myself faster! Use even faster speed to attack him!!!
Having figured out a plan, Saber shifted the direction of the sword that was originally pointing at Wang Xiaoming, pointing it at the ground behind her, while lowering her body, making a charging posture. She was going to do a reverse Wind King Hammer, and then use the impact of the wind and the enhancement of Mana Burst to unleash her speed.
