Originally, Shi Qing didn't want to pay attention to the people here. Now that the cable ladder leading to Gangdi's residence has been found, there is no need to make any troubles. This has nothing to do with Dean's entrustment, just because Shi Qing is a straight person and doesn't like to drag things around. If you decide who to kill, then kill it.

However, the big man's insult to the "sword" in the audience angered him.

It's useless to practice swords? Is it useless? Shi Qing couldn't pretend that he hadn't heard these words. For Shi Qing, the sword is his life. If you want to insult the sword, then I'm sorry, you'll have to pay for my life!

The big man in the middle of the field had already knelt on the ground and howled incessantly, Shi Qing walked over with an expressionless face and kicked the big man to the wall next to the short swordsman. Then he stepped on the shoulder of the big man with one foot, exactly like the scene where the big man stepped on the short swordsman before.

Shi Qing casually put the "Wind" into the scabbard, then picked up the mace that the big man had dropped before and put it against his neck, and said lightly: "Those who practice maces are all embroidered pillows that are not useful, what do you say is there to practice such a broken thing?" You don't have to be stabbed to death with your own broken stick when you practice around and practice? ”

Although the big man has great self-sustaining strength, he can't break free from Shi Qing's seemingly understated foot on his shoulder. At this moment, looking at the mace that was close at hand, he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't care about the pain, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Uncle spare my life, I admit defeat and admit defeat!" ”

Shi Qing glanced up at the referee on the sidelines, and the referee changed his hand and pulled out one side of his head and the other ear.

"Like, you can't beg for mercy here." The mace in Shi Qing's hand was slightly forced, and it smashed the throat of the big man.

At this moment, the nobles on the sidelines protested one after another, some accused Shi Qing of sabotaging the gambling game, and some accused Shi Qing of secretly attacking.

But he ignored these Shi Qing, picked up the long sword on the ground, and handed it back to the dwarf swordsman. The short swordsman was seriously injured at the moment, and he was already physically exhausted, but he still gritted his teeth and took the long sword to prop himself up, and thanked Shi Qing.

Shi Qing looked at the dwarf swordsman carefully, he seemed to be very young, he should only be in his teens. looks good, but at this moment, the eyebrows and eyes covered by blood are full of stubbornness. After thanking him, the short swordsman shook before he could take a step, but fortunately, Shi Qing stepped forward to help him and didn't faint.

Ignoring the gradually noisy casino, Shi Qing put his hand on the shoulders of the short swordsman and jumped on the ground with a slight force.

The old man in the cowhide coat hurriedly ran over and helped the little swordsman to the seat next to him.

At the same time, at the VIP seat on the sidelines, a fat aristocratic lord slowly turned the ruby ring on his finger and winked at a tall guard next to him. The latter nodded slowly, drew his sword and jumped off the arena.

The lazy referee standing in front of the cable ladder glanced at the tall man standing with a knife in the field, and said casually: "Temais with a knife against the new Harila swordsman, the odds are three to one, and everyone has one minute to bet." ”

However, after helping the young swordsman back to his seat, Shi Qing had no intention of fighting, and now all he needed to do was to get on the cable ladder opposite the arena pit as soon as possible.

So Shi Qing didn't say a word, turned around and drew his sword and walked towards the cable ladder opposite. Inevitably, he had to go through the pit, but he didn't care about that. In the past ten years, he has been walking straight towards his goal like this, no matter what he encounters, he will split it with a sword.

There is naturally a reason why the tall swordsman was offered a one-sided odds by the referee. This swordsman is a disciple in captivity by the top magnates in Dongcheng, and his sword skills are fierce and fierce, and it is said that he has trained countless demon beasts from the notoriety canyon in the west of the continent. In previous games, as long as he made a knife, it was bound to be a one-sided situation.

After the tall swordsman left the field, the nobles on the sidelines began to talk in a whisper. But the subject of their discussion was not who would be victorious, for they had put a lot of money on the swordsmen in a very short time, and the nobles were only discussing how many swords Harila could take, or how to die.

For a tall swordsman named Temes, the odds of three to one are undoubtedly belittling his knife skills. Therefore, at this moment, he was expressionless, and he was actually very angry, and he wanted to solve this sudden Eastern Continent swordsman with one sword. The result was exactly as Temes had expected, and the battle ended after a single sword.

But it was he who fell.

Shi Qing didn't show any joy at such a result, everything was expected by him. If Temes used countless beast blood to practice swordsmanship, then Shi Qing really used human blood to sharpen his swordsmanship. Therefore, there is a difference in nature between cutting a man and cutting a beast.

There was an exclamation on the sidelines, everyone may have seen that this Harila swordsman is very strong, but they didn't expect that Temes, who had won consecutive battles in the past, would be solved so lightly.

"How is that possible! This guy must have used a hidden weapon! ”

"How could Temes be defeated, impossible! It doesn't make sense! ”

"Fatty, it can't be that you colluded with the dealer, right? Your swordsman hasn't lost before! ”

The discussion in the audience became louder and louder, and everyone could not accept such an outcome. However, the referee seemed to be just as calm and announced the result lightly. But he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, in fact, he had already seen that Shi Qing's strength was good before. It is definitely a lot better than Temais, so the odds of one to three are opened to guide everyone to buy Temais. Although the result was as he expected, the dealer made a lot of money, but he didn't expect Shi Qing to be stronger than he expected, and he solved the opponent with just one sword.

At this moment, Shi Qing walked past the fallen Temes, ignored the resentful eyes of the surrounding nobles, and jumped straight out of the competition pit and walked in front of the referee.

The emaciated middle-aged referee thought that Shi Qing was here to receive payment, so he took out a bag of gold coins from the small table next to him at random and was about to throw it to him.

But Shi Qing staggered past the referee and walked straight to the cable ladder behind.

The emaciated referee raised his eyebrows, and he didn't know how to move his steps, and floated in front of Shi Qing like a ghost, blocking him.

"Little brother, this is not a place for you to enter." At this moment, the thin referee's indifferent appearance turned a little colder in an instant, and the tone of warning was clearly revealed in his voice.

Shi Qing didn't speak, and directly raised his hand to knock the emaciated referee unconscious. But who knew that this seemingly thin referee deftly dodged Shi Qing's hand knife and kicked Shi Qing at the same time.

This understatement kicked the sturdy Shi Qing more than ten meters away!

Bang!! Shi Qing's entire body was smashed into the pit wall of the competition pit with huge force. The insiders in the field couldn't help but gloat a little, this referee named Jude is said to be a martial arts master who is extremely valued by Emperor Gang, and serving as a referee here is only one of them, and the other is to handle the door for Emperor Gang.

Jude stroked his beautiful back with his hand, and smiled at Shi Qing, who was smashed into the earth wall: "There are only three cable ladders leading to the top floor in the entire fourth basement floor, maybe you have the ability to go up, but unfortunately, you chose the most difficult place to pass." ”

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At this moment, in the hall of the flower building on the third basement floor, Dean had already knocked out half of the people, but he still did not find the owner of the golden needle hiding in the shadows. In the process, Dean was also stabbed in the body by several gold needles, and even one gold needle slashed against his cheek, bringing out a blood mark.

But Dean became more and more sure that his guess was correct through the other party's increasingly impatient attacks, and the owner of the golden needle saw that Dean was still happy to risk being hit by the flying needle, so he immediately turned his heart and began to attack the others in the hall with the flying needle.

These flying needles do not take people's lives, but only find the palms and shoulders and other painful places to stab. Now the people who had been staying in place could no longer stand the pressure and began to flee everywhere. They couldn't see where the needle was, so they had to hide from Dean.

This undoubtedly added a lot of confusion to Dean's temptation work, and it would be a waste of time to catch them one by one. And this time is likely to give the enemy hiding in the shadows an opportunity, after all, Dean is not invulnerable everywhere on his body, not to mention that now he wants to hide his ability, and the whole good head is still so exposed.

But worry is concern, and Dean won't stand still until there's a better response. The tentative action of grabbing people did not stop, but accelerated a little. However, the other party also seemed to be serious, the speed of the flying needle became faster and faster, and the angle became more and more tricky.

What really gave Dean a headache was that the rhythm of the opponent's attack seemed to change from the previous concerto to multiple variations. The attack of the flying needle no longer simply relies on the simultaneous oppression of numbers, but is cleverly connected in the order of attack.

For example, when Dean is distracted and stuns a person, there will be three flying needles coming from different directions, but there will always be one that is slightly slower. This leads Dean to dodge in the direction of the slow flying needle, and the real killer is in ambush here. When Dean dodges like that, three more golden needles will stab him at the same time.

Such attacks are calculated everywhere, so the requirements for the freer are also extremely high. The reason why the other party didn't attack like this in the first place was because such an attack consumed Dean's physical strength and consumed the releaser's mind.

Now, the competition between two people is time. But Dean didn't expect that this was the enemy's home after all, and some factors were accidentally ignored by him.

And such mistakes are often fatal.

Dean took three gold pins with his arm and took a gap to get closer to a fat man hiding at the table. At this moment, the strength of the opponent's golden needle has become very huge, and before using the ability of "One Change", Dean's dragon armor is no longer enough to completely resist the attack of the golden needle at this stage. Therefore, the act of blocking the gold needle with your arm will also hurt yourself.

Ignoring the blood oozing from his arm, Dean quickly raised his hand to the back of the fat man's neck to knock him unconscious. But he didn't expect that the other party would quickly raise his arm to block this blow. At the same time, hold yourself with your other hand.

Dean was sure that this guy probably only had less than second-grade force, but it would be no problem to hold him for a second or two. If this fat man is the owner of the golden needle, then Dean is not worried, because as long as the person controlling the golden needle has a large movement or distraction, the power of the golden needle's attack will be reduced by half, and he will no longer pose a threat to him who is wearing dragon armor. At that time, Dean will only need to concentrate on melee combat with his opponent.

But in fact, this fat man is not the owner of the golden needle. Dean realized that there were still warriors from Elysium among the guests present. Then, during the period of being hugged by the fat man, when the opponent's golden needle was full of power, he didn't even have time to perform "one change"!

Death crept in in an instant, and Dean's heart began to beat violently. The golden needle broke through the wind, and the power was more than a step stronger than before. As a killer blow, the number of golden needles seemed to easily shoot Dean's head into a hornet's nest.

But just when Dean also thought that he was dead, the golden needle suddenly slowed down!

Relying on the previous inertia, the flying needles still hit Dean on the shoulder and the back of the neck with a slight deviation. Dean hurriedly broke free of the fat man and kicked him away. Then he grinned and pulled out the three golden needles that had been submerged in the back of his neck, and the golden needles on his shoulders did not even pierce the dragon armor, and they slipped off on their own.

Dean wiped the blood oozing from the back of his neck and turned to look at the railing on the second floor.

There, there's a blue robe.