Chapter 11: Life to Death

The sun was like fire, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down from his body.

More than 30 mercenaries were shirtless and practicing the same set of boxing techniques over and over again, and the earth-shattering shouts sounded neatly in the martial arts arena of the mercenary group.

Under the shadow of the wall, Arthur followed the movements of the mercenaries and made a gesture, and he actually looked like him.

Once Arthur is free, he likes to run to the martial arts arena in the side courtyard of the mercenary group, and watching the mercenaries practice and compete is his greatest pleasure. Even if no one teaches it, after watching it for a long time, the mercenaries usually practice this set of martial arts Arthur can see it.

"Punch hard!" a voice suddenly rang out behind Arthur.

"Uncle Randall. Arthur withdrew the punch he had thrown, turned his head and smiled to greet Randall.

"Do you know the name of this set of martial arts?"

"They say it's called Death, and that's a strange name. Arthur scratched his head habitually.

"Its real name is actually Death Breaker, and these guys have changed their name because they are obsessed. This is a set of martial arts derived from the death squad in the Terran army, and the core of the martial arts is to live to die. Martial arts are originally used to kill, and only when you have the courage to die and then live can you burst out with the most powerful combat power to kill your enemies on the battlefield. Randall explained surprisingly patiently.

"Can you teach me to fight to the death?" asked Arthur, plucking up the courage to fight tentatively.

Randall was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became a little distracted, and he sighed for a long time, "Now the people who know this set of martial arts are almost all these people left, it is really a martial art that leads to death." ”

Arthur was also stunned for a moment.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the corner gate of the side courtyard, and more than a dozen mercenaries ran in with two stretchers.

Tony rushed to the front like crazy, "Randall, hurry!

Randall and the mercenaries on the arena quickly surrounded him.

The two mercenaries on the stretcher were all bloody and pale. One had his entire chest covered in layers of gauze, and the blood had completely turned red, while the other had fainted, his left half of his trouser leg was empty, and the stretcher was covered in blood.

Randall tore open the trouser leg of the fainting mercenary, half of the calf had completely disappeared, and ripped open the wrapped gauze, and blood spurted out, revealing a wound with interlaced teeth.

Randall took a sharp axe from the mercenary next to him, and the blade wrapped in the fighting spirit flashed, and the mercenary's calf was cut off at the knee.

The mercenary screamed and passed out completely.

Randall threw away the axe, and the white fighting energy on his hand exploded, completely enveloping the mercenary's wound and suppressing the gushing blood. There was already a mercenary who was good at medical treatment next to him, and he used a tourniquet to tightly strangle the wound.

"Let me come!" a gray-haired magician walked quickly.

Walpole, a third-level wood-based magician invited by the Blue Enchantress Mercenary Group, and a mage from the healing department are essential talents for major mercenary groups.

As the chant of the incantation sounded, a pale green magical light passed through Randall's white fighting qi and enveloped the mercenary's wounds. Moistened by the glow of magic, the bleeding from the wound stopped completely. Not only that, but the flesh at the edge of the wound grew rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye, quickly sealing the entire wound.

The second-level wood-based magic "Wood Sprouts" has powerful healing powers.

The pain of flesh growth made the fainting mercenary wake up again, and looking at his only half of his leg, he suddenly yelled hysterically, and the mercenaries on both sides hurriedly stepped forward to hold it.

When Walpole went to save another mercenary, Randall pulled Tony over, "What the hell is going on?"

Tony's eyes were blood-red, "It's the 'Bloodpiercing' bastards, they deliberately brought in a berserk demon bear when we were hunting a three-eyed spirit ape. They used the bloodthirsty potion to send the bear into a complete rage, and suddenly broke into the hunting circle we had set up from behind, and Haag and Bobby were seriously injured as a result. ”

"These bastards are playing yin!" Randall immediately fell into a rage.

"I'm going to gather my brothers now, let's go and raid the 'bloodpier's nest!" Tony turned to call someone.

"Wait a minute, if we go directly to the door now, it will be equivalent to declaring war directly with the 'blood', and it is not time for Keynes to go to war with them. Anger didn't make Randall completely lose his mind.

"Then what do you say? That's all for Haag and Bobby's injuries, and we're going to put up with this?" asked Tony, staring at Randall.

Randall's eyes widened, and he yelled at Tony: "Tony, how can you little rabbit talk to Lao Tzu? Don't forget that this is not a battlefield, if we start a war with 'Bloodpiercing', the city army and the mercenary union will definitely interfere." How this account will be calculated will wait for Keynes to return. ”

Randall was angry, and Tony's momentum shrank back in a flash.

"Well, Bobby's fate has been saved. Walpole shook his body and stood up. Treating two seriously injured people in a row is already the limit of a third-level mage.

"Are they all right?" Tony went over again to see how the two mercenaries were doing.

"Bobby was lucky not to hurt his internal organs and meridians, and he could recover in a few days, but Hag was a waste. Walpole shook his head helplessly.

"Is there really no way? I heard that there is a magic to regenerate severed limbs?" Tony and the mercenaries around him all looked at Walpole with blank eyes.

"The 'Dead Wood Spring' in wood magic and the 'Praise of Light' in light magic both have the power to save people from dying and regenerate limbs, but they are abilities that can only be mastered by a twelfth-level great magician. Walpole sighed and continued: "And even if we can find a twelfth-level great magician, our mercenary group can't afford to pay the price of a one-time attack. ”

"Forget it, it's a blessing to be able to save a life, send Hag back. Randall waved his arm weakly.

There was an atmosphere of sadness at the scene, and everyone knew that Haag's mercenary career was over.

Arthur had been silently watching everything in front of him.

Randall suddenly turned around and stared at Arthur, "You see, do you still want to learn to fight to the death now?"

"If I don't learn, don't I have to die?" Arthur's tone was surprisingly flat.

"At least they won't die so quickly, mercenaries are a profession that faces death at any time, and a death decision requires cultivators to survive in death. ”

"When my mother was killed by the orcs, I thought I would die too. When I was taken into the orc camp, I watched the children die one after another, and I thought I was going to die too. Since I am destined to die, I don't want to be powerless to resist in the face of death again!" Arthur's eyes welled up with tears.

He was the only child who saw his mother killed and was captured with him in an orc camp to survive.

At this moment, Randall and the mercenaries vaguely realized what terrible things this boy who always had a smile on his face had experienced!

"Good boy, since you have the courage to die, get ready to meet death!" Randall's big hand slapped Arthur's thin shoulder.