"Haha!" This time, it was finally the turn of the northern students to laugh and laugh happily at their opponents, and although they lost the first battle, their morale was even higher, because Iliul still had a chance to play. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Everyone looked at Roland's gaze, and they all became different, surprised, admired, admired and even jealous, but there was no contempt and disdain, in the face of foreign insults, the northern students temporarily abandoned their previous grievances and finally became united.

No matter how unwilling Oulu is, he can only withdraw from the red circle.

He quickly sent a second challenger, and Iliul, who was also a cultivator of the mid-level Knight Realm, was able to fight the second battle.

This is the ingenuity of Roland's tactics, if Iliul meets Oulu in the first game, the probability of losing the first battle is very high, and the result is estimated to be even worse if he sends other mid-level students to play in the second game.

Now this top ten powerhouse in the outer palace will face the western students under Oulu, as long as they win it successfully, it will be a one-on-one draw, which is far better than losing two games in a row.

Although it is said that he took the initiative to admit defeat and was afraid of war, the tactical success undoubtedly made up for this, and Iliul was full of confidence when he played, and his opponent was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy with bright eyes and a very clever look.

The young man took the lead in jumping into the red circle, clasped his fists and said to Irul with a smile: "Western Parr, I have seen Senior Brother Ilyur, and I ask Senior Brother to be merciful, don't let Senior Brother lose too ugly." ”

He didn't seem to have much confidence, and seemed to be about to give up.

"Northern Irul, I've seen Senior Brother Parr!"

Irul strode into the battle circle and returned the salute with his hand, "Senior Brother Parr is a son of the Western Musco family, right?" The Western Musco family is famous, and Iliul will never dare to despise it! ”

Although he had the confidence and certainty of victory, Irul did not underestimate the enemy in the slightest, and he was not moved by the opponent's words of weakness at all, and his eyes were all solemn when he looked at Parr.

Musk is a large western family, stronger than the Heidel family in the northern part of the empire, and the family is famous for its talents, and it is said that they have certain roots in the temple.

Oulu sent Parr out to challenge the second game. There must be a reason, in such a situation, how dare Irouel underestimate the enemy?

Parr swallowed his saliva and said with a dry smile, "Senior Brother Irouel is too polite. ”

Irul didn't continue to be polite to him, took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly became incomparable, and he clenched his fists and said, "Senior Brother Parr, please take it!" ”

According to the rules of the competition, from the moment the two sides stepped into the battle circle, the duel had officially begun, until one side took the initiative to admit defeat or was kicked out of the circle, so as soon as Ilyur's words fell, he made a brazen shot and rushed to Parr with a tiger descending the mountain.

The red battle circle on the bow deck of the Magic Battleship was only about twenty steps in diameter, and within such a narrow range, there was very little room for maneuvering and dodging.

Ilyur's vision is quite old-fashioned, and he can see that the technique that Parr cultivates must be the kind of short punches and kicks, and his strength lies in grappling and wandering, so he goes all out when he punches, and he never gives him any chance to fight quickly.

"Snort!" Less than three meters closer to Parr's eyes, Eliul slammed his fists into Parr's face and chest with lightning strikes, shattering through the air with a shuddering whistle.

The martial artist has cultivated to the realm of a middle-level knight, condensed his battle qi into strength, and multiplied his strength, don't look at Iliuer's fist wave, but if he punches it, even a second-order demonic beast will be smashed away.

Of course, Parr knew it well, and his face changed.

The moment Irouel's fists were on his feet, he suddenly took half a step back, his body turned nimbly like a loach, and instantly moved to the left side of Irouel, dodging his fierce attack between the lightning and flint.

Eliul missed a move, suddenly snorted coldly, suddenly twisted his waist to the side, and kicked at Parr with a flick of his right leg.

Parr originally wanted to fight back, but when he saw Ilyur's right kick coming, he quickly slipped his hands down, and pressed down with his left and right palms, just pressing on Iraul's calf.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, Par's somewhat emaciated body was kicked by Irul and flew to his feet.

The students of the outer palace who were watching were in an uproar, and the students in the north applauded loudly, and the cheers resounded through the clouds.

But they were obviously happy a little early, Parr was no ordinary mid-rank knight, and Irouel's seemingly ferocious attack did not hurt him in the slightest.

The western student was in mid-air, with his waist bowed and his arms outstretched, and then, like a falcon catching a rabbit, condescendingly swooped down towards Irul, fierce and swift, and the timing was extremely good.

The fingers of his hands were bent, like eagle talons grappling at Iraruel's shoulders.

"Boxing in the sky!" Irul did not panic, as if he had expected this, and in an instant, he exhaled and waved his arms, and both fists flew upwards at the same time, meeting Parr's claws without oblivion.

"Bang!" The fists and claws of the two sides collided with each other heavily, and Parr, who did not take advantage of the slightest advantage, took advantage of the force to rise backwards.

He landed firmly on the edge of the battle circle ten paces away, and was almost knocked off the red line!

"Senior Brother Iliuer, it really deserves its reputation, and the junior brother admires it!"

Despite this, Parr smiled, and there was no fear on his face.

Irul didn't see the slightest smugness, he gathered his fists and said in a deep voice: "The Falcon Claw Skill of the Musk family really deserves its reputation, but it's a pity that the junior brother has not cultivated to perfection, and you will lose today." ”

The smile on Parr's face suddenly dissipated without a trace, his eyes became suspicious, and he asked in a lost voice, "Senior Brother Iliuer, have you seen the family's falcon claw skill?" ”

The falcon claw skill of the Western Musco family is a skill inherited by bloodline, and the practice of the middle grade of the ground level is also the secret of his family, and only the disciples of the descendant can practice and learn.

This technique is like a falcon predator, and it is best at volleying and killing, and it is very sharp and difficult to deal with if it misses a blow.

The Falcon Claw Skill has been cultivated to the highest level, and it can grasp the ground level soldiers, and the piercing power is amazing, and the general guard is as fragile as tissue paper.

It was not uncommon for Irul to see that he was using the exercises, but he had to be surprised by the shortcomings of Parr on point.

Parr didn't practice enough, so his falcon claw skills could barely be regarded as a small success.

Ilyur smiled and said, "A few months ago, I had a fight with Senior Brother Pavi of your family, and I was lucky enough to have a draw, which can be regarded as seeing the power of the secret transmission of the Falcon Claw Skill. ”

Parr's face turned ugly, and Pavi was his brother, and his strength had always been above him.

If Iliul can fight to a draw with Pavey, is there any need to continue fighting in this matchup?

Parr's fighting spirit couldn't help but waver.