Chapter 20: The Battle with a Mid-Rank Warrior

Saipan laughed angrily and showed a mocking expression.

"I see that you are carried away by beauty, and a little beginner-level martial artist dares to speak out. ”

Saipan was a little jealous, he didn't expect that his persecution of Monroe would become a bastard boy. The daughter of the god of war is not something he can delusional, otherwise, the young master in charge will not let him go.

So it's simply ruined.

I didn't expect someone to come and intervene, Saipan raised his sword, and vowed to break this young man's body into ten thousand pieces, at this age, he can have a good cultivation among low-level martial artists, and he can be regarded as a genius.

He also has some experience in stifling geniuses. Saipan's eyes glowed with bloodlust.

A beauty, a genius, today is really his lucky day.

"You have to be careful!" Monroe was a little worried, Rogge was about the same age as him, but he didn't know what his strength was. He was her last hope.

Running away while fighting was the best she could think of, but seeing that Rogge had no intention of backing down. Monroe's intriguing didn't persuade again.

Rogge raised his eyebrows, his fighting spirit was high, this was the first time he really faced a cultivator, or a mid-level martial artist, Rogge was very cautious.

The black robe on his body was wrapped and wrapped around his body, which did not affect the battle, nor did it expose the Garneau military uniform under the robe.

Saipan was the first to move, and his body shot towards Rogge, he didn't know that he couldn't go back to the city now, but he was bent on a quick victory, there was a gap in the ranks, and he didn't take Rogge seriously.

Don't underestimate this gap, it's enough for many people to work hard for a lifetime.

Saipan was very imposing, and Monroe was a little frightened, and she barely regained some mobility and she hid aside to avoid being affected by the battle between the two.

The two were not far away, and in the blink of an eye, Symbian appeared in front of Rogge, his ten fingers bent into claws, and attacked Rogge's chest with a wind-breaking energy.

Saipan's eyes were fierce, and he tried to smash Rog's chest directly.

Rogge's eyes condensed slightly, feeling the sharp energy, the divine fire true qi in his body was running rapidly, his fists were clenched, and a punch that was not to be outdone burst out.

Saipan was not surprised when he saw this, a beginner martial artist and an intermediate martial artist were hard to beat, this kid was really obsessed. He was confident, as if he had foreseen the scene of Rogge's arm shattering.

Boom –

There was a loud bang when the fists and claws collided, and an invisible wave of qi churned, the branches of the trees rattled, and the unbearable leaves fell one after another.

Saipan was almost unbelievable that a mere beginner martial artist had blocked his pinnacle blow. Although he has not been promoted to the middle level for a long time, no one in the Hou Mansion dares to take him a move, let alone shake it head-on.

This is a real gap between the beginner and intermediate levels.

This kid's true qigong method must be extraordinary, Saipan's eyes are hot, and he already has a covetous heart. He didn't think that he would lose, and he had just been promoted, and he knew better the gap between the ranks, like a moat.

Monroe, who was evenly matched and hid farther away, shook her clenched little fists, her pretty face was slightly red, a little excited, and she kept cheering up Rogge in her heart.

Rogge felt a little numb fist, slowed down, and kicked out on the ground. Saipan's strength has dropped another step in his heart, it should not be long after he was promoted, and it is not as good as sea buckthorn.

It's really a godsend, Saipan's strength is just what he can handle, Rogge's eyes are fierce, he no longer cares, and uses Saipan as a whetstone for him to adapt to martial arts battles.

Saipan retreated sharply, dodging Rogge's kick, making Monroe secretly cry out for pity.

He had already noticed that this young and somewhat excessively junior martial artist did not carry a weapon, which was a big advantage for him.

"As a beginner-level martial artist, forcing me to draw my sword, you are proud enough!"

Saipan said with a smile, he is not a righteous gentleman who cares about fairness and justice, and his swordsmanship was taught by the high-ranking martial artist of the Hou Mansion himself.

If that lord knew that I had killed the old marquis with his sword skills, he would not let me go, Saipan thought to himself. He wasn't going to use the sword, but his desire for Rogge Exercises made him a little impatient. The better Rogge performs, the more excited he becomes.

"If you hand over your exercises, I can keep your whole corpse!"

Saipan said coldly, a high-level martial artist can easily distinguish his own swordsmanship, although it is unlikely that the adult went to support the old marquis, and it is unlikely that he will come back, but he still can't use a sword if he can use a sword. If it is known that Miss Hou Fu was killed by herself, it will be a big trouble.

Rogge chuckled and hooked his hands arrogantly, and Monroe was a little dazed when he saw it, surprised by the arbitrariness and courage he showed in the face of death.

Saipan sneered, did not speak, and his face was a little gloomy. He must let this boy who doesn't know the height of the sky regret his provocation just now.

But they don't know that Rogge, who has been crawling on the verge of death for many years, has long been accustomed to being in danger, and has always had this calm attitude. There are too many people who are stronger than him who have died under his sword.

Rogge's ability to go all the way to the present in the war is not unrelated to his calmness in the dead end. Of course, there is also calmness and caution engraved in Rogge's bones.

That's why Uncle Mark is always full of praise and praise him for being a natural warrior!

Rogge's pupils shrank, and he could already see the trajectory of Saipan's sword. Urging the divine fire to explode in the palm of his hand, he slapped the trees on his side, and the sawdust flew all over the place, and with the help of the reaction force and the simultaneous force of both feet, Rogge narrowly avoided this sword.

The tip of the sword slashed across his chest, tearing through the robe and uniform, leaving a trail of blood.

Monroe Yu covered her red lips with her hand, her beautiful eyes were round, her heart was in her throat, and she was more nervous than Rogge.

Saipan's swordsmanship is indeed good, and he must first knock out his weapon, and Rogge's brain is racing and he is calmer than ever.

In just a few breaths, Rogge used all his skills to dodge several swords. His eyes were as calm as water, he shouldn't have been so embarrassed. Rogge, who fought against a martial artist for the first time, was different from the past, and he was not proficient in the use of True Qi in battle.

As for cross-level challenges, it's never a problem. In terms of true gas reserves, Rogge is not inferior to Saipan. Coupled with the absolute control of true qi, the hard power is even slightly exceeded.

The difference is only a sword and experience in fighting at this level.

Tossing and turning, feeling the changes in the operation of the true qi, and in the state of onlookers and manipulations, Rogge mastered the operation skills of the true qi at a terrifying speed.

Every change in True Qi was clearly reflected in Rogge's mind, and all kinds of realizations kept coming to his heart, which was a wonderful feeling, new and beautiful.

His progress is visible to the naked eye.

Symbian, who kept attacking, was horrified to find that Rogge's response became more and more handy, and his movements and moves were constantly improving, as if he was feeding Rogge special moves.

It was difficult for his sword to leave a trail of blood on Rogge's body again.

Nearing an epiphany.

Monroe's eyes were confused for a while, and although Rogge had been hiding, his gestures were wonderful.

"Demon ......" she murmured softly unconsciously, her vision was naturally not ordinary after being away for many years, she had only seen this state in those demons in the school.

Saipan's offensive gradually slowed down, and he was a little anxious, the script should not be like this.

Rogge's eyes returned to clarity and shook his head slightly, he knew that the state just now was extremely rare, but Saipan could no longer bring him pressure.

Rog was so angry that he moved his feet and easily dodged Saipan's sweeping sword.

"It's time to get it done!" Rogge said softly.

With the same weapons in hand, it's easy to outmaneuver Saipan. But at this time, Rogge, who was empty-handed, still had to pay some price if he wanted to restrain him. Saipan is also a mid-level martial artist.

Rogge moved sideways, and the tip of the sword pierced straight into his left shoulder, and the true qi at the shoulder was dense, and the sword momentum was immediately blocked.

I thought it would be a thorn in the coffin like before, but it was fruitful, and Saipan couldn't help but be stunned. Rogge took advantage of the situation and slammed his palm around the fierce wind and struck at his sword-holding hand.

This palm will definitely destroy his hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Saipan was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his hand, but the long sword was slapped away by Rogge.