I'm not! I don't want to!

Martin's bowels were about to be twisted, and he waved his hand again and again and said solemnly: "No, no, no! everything has been decided, how can you regret it casually?"

William glanced at him with a smirk, gave up the weaker opponent he had intended to assign to him, opened the legion panel and drew around, looking for someone slightly stronger than him again.

"Wally Fankins is out!"

The big man, who was looking down and picking at his shoes, stiffened, and made a note in his heart for that damn Martin.

If you hadn't cheated on me, would someone as low-key as me be noticed by him?

William looked at the sparks burning in their eyes with satisfaction, nodded slightly, and said: "You two are opponents, from now on, your task is to defeat each other, except that you can't fight each other, you can fight as much as you want, and those who lose the battle must be accompanied by those people on the flagpole, understand?"

It turned out to be you cub!

The two of them, one tall and one short, glared at each other angrily, and without even having to provoke William, the anger had already surged.

The short man Martin roared wildly, rushed up and punched the big man in the arm, and the big man Wally was not to be outdone, and hit him with a backhand punch, and the two quickly became a ball.

Satisfied with the [Fury] floating in the status bar of the two, William restarted to assign new PK combinations.

"Cossey Van Kins, Ralph Van Kings are on the list. ”

This time, the names were called a second-order [Sword and Shield Guard] and a second-order [Axe Knight], which were considered to be the strongest people in the Fankins family after the patriarch Harry.

After they glanced at each other, the second-order [Sword and Shield Guard] Kosi asked suspiciously, "Let's fight too?"

William nodded with a flat face.

"That's right. ”

Ralph scratched his head and said with the same puzzled face, "Why should I fight him? ”

Hearing Ralph's outrageous speech, Corsi's forehead suddenly became bruised.

"You're not my opponent! Not only can't you beat me, you're not as good as JJ!"

"Why are you farting! It's obvious that Lao Tzu is longer!" Ralph was furious, picked up the big axe in his hand and slashed it with his head and face.

Corsi raised his big shield and held the axe, looked at him with disdain, and said, "What are you pretending! The last time I went to the 'Fairy Forest' to take a bath, Lao Tzu saw it clearly! You are only half the length of Lao Tzu!"

Looking at the thoughtful gazes of the surrounding clansmen, Ralph, whose "courage" was questioned, suddenly became anxious, stared at his eyes, tried all his strength, and smashed Kosi's shield with an axe with his round arm.

"Can that be the same? You fucking take a hot bath! Lao Tzu takes a cold shower! If you take a cold shower, you will shrink if you take cold water!"

[Furious, enter a state of extreme rage, increase the speed of physical consumption by 30%, and increase strength and agility by 5%]

[Ralph Van Guins Bloodline Awakening, current progress 11.32%]

......

It took more than half an hour for William to assign opponents to everyone, and the Van Kings house was no longer as calm as before, and it was full of people who caught the right pair and started fighting.

These people are not all as active as Martin and them, and even many of them are just putting on a show, but the more they fight, the more they find that their opponents are extremely difficult, and the strength of each other is actually very different. Even if one side is a little stronger, it will not be too strong, and if you are careless, you will overturn.

The people of the Van Kings family originally had the blood of the Berserker War Demon, and they had an innate pursuit of battle, and this kind of evenly matched battle was too rare, and some people encountered such a balanced competition for the first time in their lives.

Those who were just acting at the beginning were a little bit on the top of the fight, the more they fought, the more comfortable they became, and there was no frustration of being crushed by the strong, nor the boredom of bullying the weak, this kind of battle was simply comfortable to the depths of the soul.

The clashing of fists and feet, the muffled snort of the beaten, and the roar of the thumpered were heard in turn, and the entire Vinkins house was soon in chaos, and one after another was hammered to the ground and bruised and swollen, but most of them immediately got up and pounced on it with great pleasure ♂.

The sallow-faced Bourne was lying on his horseback with his stomach clutched, and the young knights gathered around the gate of the garrison to watch the excitement, he peeked at William, who was full of relief, and couldn't help but quietly poke his colleagues around him.

"Hey, did you say that the Deputy Commander is announcing a personal vendetta?"

The happy young knight who was watching was stunned for a moment.

"No, Deputy Commander...... No, he's already a Commander-in-Chief, isn't his surname Vankins? Even though he may not have had a good time at home before, he shouldn't be able to declare a personal vendetta, right? Besides, I think these guys are just happy to do this, and they are actually quite happy to fight them. ”

Bourne pursed his lips and didn't speak, how can you rookie understand this kind of thing? The Lord Commander usually has no expression on his face, even on the battlefield of flesh and blood, he has always had a cold face, but look at his current expression, where is there still that facial paralysis? Although the amplitude is not very strong, the pleasure ♂ on his face is simply unbearable.

It's strange, what's so nice about these people? The Commander, who usually doesn't smile, actually looks at these men with blue noses and swollen faces with relief written all over his face, which is completely unreasonable? And he always feels that the Commander's expression is a little inexplicably familiar,

After subconsciously rubbing the new horsewhip coated with bitter gourd juice, Byrne suddenly remembered where he had seen such an expression before.

When he was a fur boy of the Orion family, the neighbor on his right was a farmer who farmed for the Viscount, and he had this expression every time he sat on the ridge of the field and looked at the crops after watering the field with a large amount of dung.

So...... Is the Commander going to pour on them?

......

These energetic strong men suddenly changed their tastes, and some of them lost their temperament, and actually included the people around them into their own attack range, and one-on-one heads-up quickly turned into a group fight.

William's face changed, and after knocking down a few reckless men who were trying to multi-person sports, he casually opened the legion panel and looked at the status bar of these people, and found that almost all of them were "full of fighting spirit" and "anger", and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

Perfect~ It seems that the formation training of the [Flame Legion] can also be put on the agenda.

Over the next three months, the people of the Van Kings family had a life of no idea whether to count heaven or hell as hell.

If it is said that being experienced in a hundred battles is a symbol of warriors, then these people in the Fankins family are estimated to be equal to five warriors if they drag out one at will, and there are a few combat maniacs with excellent physical strength who can even fight more than a dozen battles a day, and they can experience a "hundred battles" in less than two weeks, and they are afraid that they will be "a thousand battles" in three months.

Although the battle between the same clan is not as constant as the real battle, it is still too hearty and fierce because the opponent's strength is too close to his own.

During these three months, they woke up every day, and after breakfast they had been engaged in endless battles, battles, and more ferocious battles, except for the time to eat, sleep, and go to the toilet, as long as their physical strength had not been exhausted, they had to fight as if there was no end.

However, these warlike people are only human beings after all, not real berserkers, and in the face of seemingly never-ending battles, there will be a day when they can't hold on;

Some have even begun to feel intimidated by the battle, with Harry Van Guins, who is being abused by William on a daily basis, being the most war-weary.

To be the patriarch of the warlike Van Kings, Harry's strength is indeed the strongest. has already reached the limit of the second order, and after being beaten by William, he even broke through the third order and became a real [Great Knight].

Originally, this was a great thing, but unexpectedly, it became the beginning of his pain.

Because the entire Van Gus family no longer has someone similar to him, in order to activate his berserk bloodline, William had to go down to the field to sparring in person, but in the face of William, whose physique and strength are terrifying, it is natural to greet Harry with a brutal beating.

What's worse is that William has locked him in as the best target for "experience", as long as Avril is okay, he will come and beat him a few times every day.

William had carefully calculated that the "experience" he could gain from beating Harry at one time was about ten times that of an ordinary second-order professional.

Although the hints given by the system are all [Bullying the weak and fighting], if it is another second-order professional, "bullying the weak" hundreds of times may not be able to upgrade to one level, but if you bully Harry, you only need to beat him more than fifty times to upgrade to one level.

After upgrading the Flesh Demon Giant to LV17, William came to his senses.

Since you have to brush up on "experience" no matter what, it is natural to carry it out to the end~

Naturally, high-level ones brush faster than low-level ones. There are not many people in the entire royal army who have reached the third order or above, but they can be beaten every day with a blue nose and swollen face, and they don't go to Avril to complain, so if you don't beat you, who will you fight?

......

Harry Vankins walked out of the barracks with a sad face, ready for the mad ravages of the day.

He never imagined that he would have a day when he would be afraid of battle.

After being beaten by William and using this to break through the third-order grand knight, Harry felt that his strength had changed like a radical change, and he suddenly swelled beyond measure, and rode into William's camp overnight.

Relying on the extraordinary agility of the third-order Great Knight, Harry even had the upper hand for a while, but when he launched the Great Knight's combat skill [Second Stage Charge] to collide with William head-on, the crisp sound of his ribs cracking was like a thunderbolt, and it exploded into his fragile heart.

What's even more tragic is that William, who was woken up, was a little out of state, and he couldn't stop his hand under sleepy eyes, and punched him hard, which directly made him lose half of his life.

While recuperating in the wounded barracks, Harry Van Guins recognized the facts.

I was afraid that my son was holding the wrong one, and I was afraid that the half-breed giantess lying in the delivery room next door was not there, right? That is, there is no such thing as a paternity test in this world, otherwise he would really wonder if there was something more on his head.

For the first time in Harry Van Kins' more than 30 years of life, he knew what powerlessness was, and he had completely given up the idea of "revenge" and was ready to be a salted fish with peace of mind.

However, it backfired, William, who needed to "brush up experience", set his sights on him, a newly promoted third-order knight, and when he just walked out of the wounded barracks, he was blocked by William at the door and beaten, and he was sent back by the same way less than twenty steps away, and went back and lay down for more than two days.

I, Harry Van Kins, don't really like to fight (take) (fight) (beat) (fight) (fight), can you go to someone else?

......

When Harry walked out of the barracks in a frightened heart, he didn't find the hateful figure.

After asking the young knight who was guarding the door, Harry was pleasantly surprised to learn that because Her Majesty the Queen was going to meet several important guests, he needed to be temporarily used as a guard, so his son of a bastard would not be here today.

I've been abused by that bunny for months, and now it's finally my turn to abuse someone else!

Harry, who had been a gelding, regained his vitality and smirked and rushed into the barracks to call everyone out.

"Wha! Lao Tzu is already a third-order knight! You rabbit cubs are on it together! I'm going to fight ten today!"

......

"Your Majesty the Queen,"

A richly dressed old man smiled at Avril Lavigne, took off his hat and bent down to make a noble salute.

Although he is well-dressed and valuable, he certainly does not look like a man who is short of money, but the way he laughs is always inexplicably obscene, and it looks like he is not at ease, a bit like a treacherous Shar Pei, as if he is about to rush up and grab the meat bun in your hand in the next second.

"Greetings to you on behalf of the Church of Wealth, may your will shine on the France. ”

Beside him was a delicate girl, compared to the richly dressed old man, her clothes were relatively simple, but the material was also extremely high-quality, and she looked full of bookish atmosphere, and if she wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, she would almost be a female scholar.

The girl slightly lifted the corner of her skirt and made a lady's ceremony, her delicate and fair skin can make most women envious to death, and the facial features on her face are even more delicate like porcelain dolls.

William glanced at her quickly from top to bottom, but did not see any pattern representing her family, presumably a clergyman from some church.

The placket at the girl's neckline is tightly aligned, and the folded neckline and the patterns on the clothes are extremely neat and corresponding, without the slightest deviation.

Contrary to the extremely strict and dignified dress, her long slightly chestnut hair was casually draped over her right shoulder, tied only by an old leather ring at the end, and a few mischievous strands of hair had fallen out of the strands, and the ends of the hair were slightly split ends, which was obviously a little neglected.

"Your Majesty, my name is Karina, the reciter of the Church of Knowledge, greetings you on behalf of the Church of Knowledge. ”