Fierce Duel

Irene reached out and caught the sword that Trick threw over, and the fencing sword that she had only seen on TV before was not as heavy as she had imagined in Irene's hand, nor did she have a sharp blade like the Chinese sword, but the sword body was thin but flexible, and the tip of the sword was also very sharp, surprisingly, it was not at all like the props that were used in the filming of the film. But Irene didn't have time to think more, Thomas' sword pulled out another sword flower, shaking the tip of the sword to challenge her: "Good hands, continue to try?"

"Yeah." Erin agreed readily, but weighed the sword in her hand for a moment, then looked at Thomas's deft fencing stride, and struck a Chinese Tai Chi sword pose out.

Thomas looked at Irene's slow as if she was moving like an old lady, and his face suddenly became ugly. And Steward Trick, who was ready to watch the fun on the side, couldn't help but raise his voice to remind Irene: "Miss, aren't your movements a bit too slow, this is contemptuous and insulting to Lord Baron Thomas."

"What do you know, it's called using stillness, the highest level of kung fu." Erin skimmed at Butler Trick, but sighed again at Thomas' name calling. Acting! What a meaty way to call Lord Baron.

"Hm ..." Thomas grunted softly, the robe that had been wrapped around his body fluttering back and forth with his footsteps, and the pale blonde hair that had been slightly curled and half-dried forming a pretty wave around his shoulders, which was somewhat aesthetically pleasing.

Not really having the patience to wait for the unfolding of the extremely slow Taiji Sword Technique posed in Erin's hand, Thomas impatiently attacked. Out of Thomas's expectation, one moment the sword in Irene's hand was slowly drawing arc after arc, a few beats slower than a dance move, and the next moment before Thomas's sword could stab, Irene's sword violently made a circle and stabbed towards Thomas's wrist.

"Nice sword, very subtle." Thomas praised as he nimbly jumped away backwards with a fencing step on his feet.

"That's for sure, there's even better." With a smug smile, Erin suddenly pinched the upper part of her sword and bent the blade-less fencing sword over, drawing it into an arc as if it were a curved bow, followed by a quick follow-through with her footsteps, and suddenly released her grip on the tip of the sword when she was only a step away from Thomas.

The sword, which was bent to its maximum curvature, snapped at Thomas, the tip of the sword bouncing off his arm with lightning speed; fortunately, the striking sword had no blade, but the body of the sword seemed to be a steel whip that struck Thomas' arm with a fiery pain, and the sword in his hand was almost dislodged from his hand.

"Awesome." Thomas quickly jumped a few steps away, pulling up his sleeve to see a bright red bloodstain on his arm, and it was already swollen up to a high spot, so I guess it would be bruised around that wound first thing in the morning.

"Lord Baron Thomas!" Steward Trick clearly didn't expect this oriental maiden to actually use such a move either, and in a stern voice, he shouted out to Irene, "Miss, that's against the rules, that's not how swords are made."

"Foul play? Who makes the rules? Does international match practice have anything to do with me?" Erin smiled indifferently, she didn't care what the rules were, they were the ones who roughed them up first, whether this was a filming or whatever, the director never came out either, she couldn't lose and be bullied.

"Trick, let her be." Thomas, on the other hand, elegantly pulled up the other sleeve as well, revealing two arms that didn't look thick, but had beautifully muscled and tense arms, and once again bent his knees, leaned in, and shook the sword out of his hand

"OK, let's move on." Erin skimmed her lips and smiled. This European handsome man in front of her was really good looking, but he seemed to be a bit stubborn in nature; even if he was used to playing big names, he himself was not in the habit of giving way.

Thomas's deep amber eyes darkened for a moment, it was rare for a female assassin of assassination to have so much courage after being exposed, and to be able to cross herself was the greatest honour bestowed upon her, so let's get on with it.

The sword in Thomas's hand shook up and down again, and the fencing steps under his feet jumped rhythmically, although Erin didn't know much about fencing, she could tell from Thomas's serious expression and sharp eyes that the staff at the back might not be so good; slashing the fencing sword in her hand horizontally, Erin decided to be serious as well, just now it was just a speculative and unexpected win, she still couldn't be too careless.

And Erin's realisation this time was indeed right, Thomas's attack was even faster than before, and the frequency of the fencing sword in his hand shaking up and down was dazzling, if Erin didn't dodge left and right in time by virtue of her nimble body, I'm afraid that the open-bladed fencing sword would have already poked a couple of transparent holes right on her own body.

However, Irene was still half a beat slow, in another round of Thomas' attack, she only cared about attacking Thomas' lower body, but neglected the sword in her hand; when Thomas found an opening to stab over, Irene screamed "not good", the back of her hand was a hot pain, and then her tiger's mouth was also cut open by the sharp tip of the sword. When Thomas found an opening to stab her, the back of her hand was a hot pain, and then her tiger's mouth was cut open by the sharp tip of the sword, and the sword came out of her hand.

"You lose." Thomas was very quick on his feet, and the tip of his sword was against Erin's throat before she had a chance to back away.

"Director! Director! I'm hurt!" However, just before Thomas could make his next move, Erin unexpectedly shouted loudly.

In the stillness of the night, the entire castle practically trembled twice at Erin's shout, and Thomas' sword, which he had just been holding securely, slashed downwards, almost disengaging as well. In his mind, he was thinking: this woman is really crazy.

"Oh dear! Miss, please calm down." Butler Trick was the first to react, digging one small finger into her eardrums that were almost shattered by Erin, while coming to Erin's front, patting the scary oriental maiden, trying to comfort her a little bit, at least don't be such a screaming horror, okay.

"Didn't see I was hurt? Is it insured? Does it count as a workplace injury?" Irene covered her still bleeding right hand with one hand, while it was really hard to control her emotions. Why did the play play out to such an extent that someone had already been injured and the director and crew had yet to show up.

"Miss, I saw it, please calm down and come with me." Trick saw Thomas's face that completely blacked out, although as much as he didn't understand what insurance was, the current situation was that he should take this woman away first, otherwise later on when Lord Baron Thomas got angry, I guess it would be even more horrible than this.