Hearing the question of the priest of Qingyan Town after announcing the results, the hunters of the three towns all looked at each other with strange looks on their faces. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Belera seemed to remember what happened a few years ago, and was about to get up from the bench, but was stopped by Oron on the side, and he whispered: "Lala, it's too late!" ”

Belera looked at Roland on the field with a worried face, and asked eagerly, "Orlong, what should I do?" ”

"It's okay, you relax, Alan is only slightly injured at most!" Olong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "As long as Priest Keyan is still sitting on the stage, there won't be too many problems. ”

While the two were talking, from the spectator of Qingyan Town, a person slowly stood up, and then walked towards the field.

"Arcel? I read that right! Olon and Belera's faces changed suddenly, this person was actually the first on last year's list, the Three Towns Hunter Asel.

At this time, a voice came from the spectator seat in Qingyan Town: "Asel... Start lightly, after all, Sailu is a little arrogant, don't bully him! ”

Hearing the voice coming from behind him, Assel nodded lightly and walked slowly in front of Roland.

The two of them, Olon and Belella, listened to the words that were specially explained, and their faces were instantly covered with black lines, and it seemed that Qingyan Town had to save face.

"Well, hopefully... Don't hurt too badly, kid! Olong's face was dark, and he smiled dryly at Belella, and said, "Lala, don't worry too much, Alan will raise it for a few days at most, and he will be fine." ”

And at this moment, the people watching the game looked at Roland on the field with a gloating expression on their faces.

"Don't think that you have some ability, so you dare to come indiscriminately, and you don't want to think about the heritage of Qingyan Town, it's not comparable to Saddle Town, now you're dumbfounded!"

Qingyan Town, forty miles south of Ma'an Town, is located on the edge of the Baojian Mountain Range, and is very rich in natural resources, which makes its business very prosperous, so the cultivation resources invested in the younger generation can only be matched by Ma'an Town and Elk Town.

Therefore, in the wrestling competition every year, Qingyan Town is in the limelight, and has hardly suffered setbacks, their pride is not enough to lose their face, and they will never spare anyone who dares to offend them.

In the eyes of everyone, this young man who played Sailu was indeed a promising genius warrior, but he was still far from the most outstanding young hunter in Shangqingyan Town.

Luo Lan naturally didn't know the identity of the person who came, and he didn't notice the meaning of the priest of Qingyan Town at all, he just wanted to hone his martial arts skills and reflexes through this wrestling competition.

"Can we begin?" Seeing that Seru was carried down, Roland's eyes fell on the young man with a proud face opposite, and suddenly, a faint threat rose from the bottom of his heart, making a trace of excitement flash in his eyes.

"Absolutely!" Assel looked up at Roland slightly, looked him up and down, and said, "Your strength is good, but I want to tell you, I have advanced to the first level of knight, you can choose to play, or you can fight with me?" ”

"First Class Knight!" In addition to the hunters of Qingyan Town, the hunters of the other two towns sighed.

The knight level in his twenties is really rare here, except for some big towns in the past, there are very few ordinary towns, such young knights appear, but I didn't expect Qingyan Town to have such a character born this year.

"First Class Knight?" Roland didn't have the slightest fear, because he still knew knights better, mounts, armor and riding spears were the three magic weapons for knights to win, and the knights who lost them were like toothless tigers, but they were stronger than ninth-level warriors, not invincible.

However, if a knight puts on armor, straddles a mount, carries a riding gun, and charges over, he can only escape, and he can't be defeated at all.

"Then it's limited to half an hour, and the time will end at the same time." Seeing that Roland had no intention of ending, Arcel said lightly, he didn't want to play in the first place, it was the situation that forced him to come, even if he won, it would only increase the jokes of others.

You are a first-level knight, go to wrestle with a seventh-level samurai, anyone who hears it will scoff, it is not a level of existence at all, just like an adult to fight a child, it is simply a bully!

No matter how reluctant he was, he had to make a move when he should make a move, Assel saw Roland rushing over excitedly, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his arms quietly stretched forward, and he hugged the moon in his arms.

This is a game of great disparity, no one will doubt it, and the three towns have an annual bonfire gathering on the eve of the Green Grass Festival, aiming to unite as one, and resist foreign enemies, and the hunters who participate in the wrestling competition are generally level four to seven, and there are very few levels of seven, and level eight is almost missing.

Now not only the eighth-level and ninth-level samurai have made a move, but even the people who have stepped into the knight class have appeared, of course, Roland, who crushed the seventh-level samurai, naturally has no problem, and everyone watching the game thinks so.

The same is true for Arcel, but after the two exchanged a few moves, he didn't think so, the strength shown in the two games of Roland was indeed a bit amazing, but in his opinion, it was nothing, he could still easily crush the two of them on the court.

But after the real fight, Assel found that Roland's physical flexibility and shooting power were not inferior to him, although Roland could not beat him, but it was not easy for him to win.

Several times he wanted to force a breakthrough, get out of the current stalemate, and use his exquisite wrestling skills to knock Roland to the ground, but he was firmly suppressed by his sudden burst of speed and strength, making him unable to leave safely.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! The fierce impact of his body and hands and feet made Assel's face covered with black lines, while Roland, on the other hand, became more and more courageous, and his expression became more and more excited, like a dog skin plaster, constantly attacking him.

Arcel's strength is stronger than Roland's, and even when he waves his arm to block his attack, the collision of the forces of the two sides is enough to make his hands tremble, but Roland can control it very well, once he blocks the attack of his hands and feet, he will bounce up with the force of collision and draw an arc to attack him from another angle.

This kind of borrowing strength style of play made Asser very depressed, obviously his strength was stronger than the opponent, but he was dragged by the opponent and couldn't leave his body, so he couldn't get up or down, and he had no chance of winning at all.

The people outside the field, at this time, also roughly saw the situation in the field, and when they saw that Assel was entangled by Roland and had no way to get out, their faces were basically shocked.

"It's not going to be a tie!" There was a nervous look on the sidelines, staring closely at Oron in the arena, seeing this kind of battle, he gradually began to get excited, if the battle was a draw, then Roland was well-deserved, a new generation of hunting kings.