"Boy, what rank of samurai are you?" Seeing Roland walking up to the stage with some shaking, no one in the audience laughed, just some strange expressions on his face, Sairu asked curiously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He held back this question for a long time, he understood the strength of Luos, it was an eighth-level genius warrior, and as the only ninth-level warrior in the three towns, he couldn't see through Roland's cultivation, not to mention how depressed he was.

"It's a samurai rank seven!" Roland thought for a while, and replied, he didn't dare to say that he was only a fourth-level warrior, that would be too shocking, and he still understood the truth that the wood was beautiful in the forest, and the wind would destroy it.

In this way, it was raised by three levels, which also caused an uproar in the audience, and even the priest Ke Yan, who was sitting on the high platform, frowned, the original green wolf king, he knew that it was the Orlone hunting team that hit him hard, and Roland just picked up a bargain.

Later, the Wind Shadow Leopard, although he judged that Roland was killed with a sword based on the scars, but he didn't think so, because he felt that before the Wind Shadow Leopard died, his internal organs were shattered by a powerful force, which was the real cause of the Wind Shadow Leopard's death, and Roland's sword was just the icing on the cake.

"Stupid people, do you think that I will be as stupid as you? Determine that the Wind Shadow Leopard was killed by a powerful being? In that case, the Wind Shadow Leopard will inevitably be sent to Loulan Pass, can the benefits still fall on me? ”

However, the priest Ke Yane had to admire Roland's good luck, the Green Wolf King, the Wind Shadow Leopard, all took advantage of it, and even the failure of Loes in the back was because they were acting to show him, because he couldn't see through Roland's cultivation, and always thought that although he opened the air pocket space, he didn't even light up a single air pocket, where did the cultivation come from?

It's different now, I heard Roland say that he was a seventh-level warrior, and others don't know the roots, don't I know? That day, the sacrificial ceremony was interrupted by the fall of the stars, and he was lucky to be able to accept the divine grace, but in more than a month, it was a bit unbelievable to break through to the seventh-level warrior.

"He must have a huge secret?" Priest Co Yaen secretly wondered if he would find a suitable opportunity to test his depth, and then... In the end, the priest Ke Yaen shook his head and gave up this idea, because he was afraid that Roland still had some hole cards hidden, and when the time came, he would not succeed in stealing chickens, but he would lose a handful of rice, and it would be worth the loss.

"Let's kick the ball to the stupid pigs in Loulan Guan, let them worry, even if something happens in the end, what does it have to do with me?"

Thinking of this, Priest Ke Yaen had a smug smile on his face, his waist straightened, and his eyes were fixed on the changes on the field.

"Boy, I'll give you a choice now, you go back immediately, no one will laugh at you, because it's a ninth-level warrior standing in front of you!"

Sairu proudly straightened his chest, but in his heart he scolded Los for his incompetence, and he was an eighth-level genius warrior, and even a drunken seventh-level warrior couldn't wrestle, which really embarrassed Qingyan Town, and he would definitely settle accounts with you when he went back.

"Let's get started!" Roland said with a serious face, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and after the audience was in an uproar, they all shouted for him to get off the stage as soon as possible, and the inquiring eyes of the three priests sitting on the stage.

"Good!" Sairu agreed, his face became without a trace of smile, and his eyes looked solemnly at Roland, who was standing comfortably on the opposite side, he didn't dare to be careless, because the current Roland made him feel a heavy pressure, even more than Ficole, the priest of this town.

Although he scolded Loes for his incompetence in his heart, he saw that Loes's game very clearly, although Roland was pressed down in the previous period, but he was not defeated, as for the outbreak of the next few breaths, it made him tremble.

That kind of speed and huge strength made him suspect that Roland had used some kind of combat skill, which made his speed and strength suddenly increase, and defeated Loth in a short period of time, he could not let his guard down and let Roland's combat skills succeed.

"The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers!" Thinking of this, Sairu did not hesitate, stretched his arms forward, and rushed towards Roland on the opposite side, not giving him time to burst out of his battle skills and take him down as soon as possible.

"Phew..."Looking at his hands, which were less than two feet away from Roland's shoulders, and before he could react, Sairu's solemn expression finally showed a hint of joy, and it seemed that his idea was right.

As long as I grab your shoulders, with my ninth-level samurai, I can reach the strength of three thousand catties, even if you burst out of your combat skills, I won't be in a hurry, I'm not a fool of Los and can't grasp the fighter.

Just when Sairu's face was happy, thinking that he was about to make a meritorious effort, his face suddenly stiffened, but he found that at some point, Roland's hands had been silent, stretched to his armpits, which was repaid, if he was clasped by his hands, he would know with his ass.

Frightened, Ceru retreated sharply, his hands suddenly parted, forcibly blocking Roland's arms, and grabbed his hands forward again.

Although I don't know when Roland's hands were extended, Sairu knows very well that he must not be allowed to take the lead, for such an opponent, defense is a very dangerous thing, and only by constantly attacking can he not have time to release his combat skills.

"Bang!" Roland seemed reluctant, blocking Sairu's attack with both arms, and then stumbling and constantly backing up.

"Sure enough, the strength of the wine has not completely dissipated!" Sairu thought secretly in his heart, like a crazy reckless cow, he rampaged at Roland, and with both hands, he did his best to beckon him to his body.

At this time, Roland seemed to be really confused, his body was crooked, and it seemed that he would be overturned to the ground in the next second, but it was always frequently disappointed, although he was in a hurry and barely resisted, he was still standing.

The situation of the game on the field made everyone watching the game look at each other for a while, could it be that this kid is sick? Or is it really too drunk? Although Sairu is a ninth-level warrior and his strength is very strong, there is no doubt about it, but with Roland's performance on the field, it will not end in disgrace with three or five moves.

Half an hour passed, and Sailu, who was constantly attacking, gradually woke up after more than a dozen moves without success, but found that Roland's eyes, which had been a little confused, suddenly became brighter, and even his body, which was a little fluttering just now, was as steady as a big tree.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!" In Seru's remorse, Roland pounced like a tiger descending from the mountain.

"Bang! Boom! The sound of the exchange sounded, and the huge force shook Seru to retreat, and in front of everyone's eyes, Roland's hand was like lightning, grabbed Seru's left arm and pulled it back, and his feet were slightly mixed, and Sailu staggered and almost fell down.

"What? So there is no strength? Roland looked at the frightened Seru, pouted, and a charge came to him, and with just a jerk of the shoulder, he flew upside down.

"Come back!" As if to anticipate the outcome, Roland reached out, grabbed him by the neck of his feet, and lifted him back upside down.

And the next scene is really miserable, the only ninth-level warrior in the three towns, under Roland's hands, can't run away, and the resistance is not strong enough, so he has to let Roland play in the palm of his hand.

"I'm!" After a few rounds, Ceru shouted, a smear of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and then fainted very simply, which made Roland overwhelmed, and he didn't know whether to pick it out, or just let it go?

"Stop! Saddle Town Roland wins! ”

Ficole, the priest of Qingyan Town, stood up with a blue face, yelled at Roland, and then glanced at the stunned hunters, and said loudly: "Who else of you will come to challenge!" ”