"I'll press two hundred and fifty copper coins!" said Vivien, who squeezed through the crowd to the dealer's house, and placed a bag on the board.

The surroundings were quiet, this was just a gathering place for down-and-out mercenaries, and it was already considered a rich man to have more than 20 copper coins in his pocket, and now a guy suddenly jumped out and bet more than 200, how could they not be surprised.

The dealer asked uncertainly, "This young lady, do you want to bet two hundred and fifty copper coins?"

"yes, don't you dare to take it?" Vivien raised her small chin and squinted at the dealer.

"How is that possible!" said the dealer to a mercenary who was helping him on the side, "Remember, this young lady, what is your name?"

"Vivien!"

"Remember, Miss Vivien pressed two hundred and fifty copper coins to win the big Luo!" the dealer sang.

"No, it's not for Ronaldo, it's for Yu Wudi!"

"Who is Yu Wuming?" The dealer asked who this Yu Wuming was, and pointed to Vivien's money bag and said, "Miss, you put the money bag on Ronaldo's side." ”

Fortunately, Vivian's hand was still tightly gripping the money bag, as soon as she let go, it would be considered a purchase and leave, and it could not be changed, Vivian hurriedly put the money bag to the side, and then reached out and took out the pen from the pocket on the banker's chest, crossed out the 'nameless recruit' on the board, and wrote the words 'Yu Wulife'.

"It turns out that this guy is called Yu Wusheng! Blessed is the boy, let such a beautiful chick fall in love!" The dealer whistled and looked at Yu Wuxing in the field with a smile. Originally, there were not many people who were depressed and lifeless to win, these were all trying their luck, in case of an upset, this Yu Wuxing appeared here on the first day today, and that Da Luo often came, and that Da Luo was a mixed mercenary bar, and I don't know why I came here today.

This Da Luo is a frequent visitor to fights, winning more and losing less, so when I see someone betting, naturally bet that he will win, this Zhuang is worried that he will win too much today, and he may have to lose, and someone here will press this recruit to win, it seems that he is going to make money today.

But he seemed to be happy a little early, and a dark shadow moved to his side, dropped a coin and said, "I am depressed, a silver coin." ”

The dealer raised his head and immediately said with a flattering smile: "How can the deacon have time to come here today, you don't dare to take the small bet, in case this Da Luo loses, I can't afford to lose the deacon's money." After speaking, he held the silver coin in both hands and returned it to the two-meter man.

"Hmph, don't dare!" Jonathan took back the silver coin and sat down on the side, and said to the dealer, "Who do you think will win?"

The dealer looked at the two people who had already started fighting, and then looked at the money piled up on the betting board, and suddenly there was a bitterness flowing in his mouth, and he asked weakly: "Does the deacon know the inside story?"

Jonathan stood up and said, "If the fat guy from the mercenary bar were here, he would have made a different handicap." ”

Ronaldo is no longer uncomfortable with the two-handed sword that inexplicably appeared in Yu Wuming's hand, and it is also okay to think about the shield that inexplicably appeared three days ago.

As soon as he came up, it was an oblique split, but this time he didn't use all his strength, Yu Wusheng took a step forward, and the two-handed sword was diagonally framed the sword, Ronaldo used the power of the shock to split obliquely again, Yu Wusheng took a step forward again, or an oblique frame, no fancy, the action was the same, Yu Wusheng entered the defensive state again, only this time he not only used the sword to defend, but also compressed Ronaldo's space, so that he had to retreat.

However, Da Luo obviously learned to be obedient, and he constantly adjusted his pace, so that he could use the maximum strength for every attack, so that Yu Wuming felt the greatest pressure.

It's just that the one who really feels the pressure is like Da Luo, Yu Wusheng will take a step forward every time he defends, and every change is just the size of the stride, anyway, there is only one move in his hand - block!

Da Luo slashed horizontally, vertically, left obliquely slashed, and right obliquely, constantly changing the way of attacking, Yu Wusheng only had one move - blocking, not changing, every time he blocked, he took a step forward.

"Are you only going to block? How do you only block how to pass the certification level?What do you have to do with that Jonathan?" Da Luo was very depressed, and every attack was not enjoyable, and he had to vent by yelling, but did it have an effect on Yu Wusheng?

The sword in Yu Wuming's hand is shrinking step by step, from a two-handed sword of one meter and two, to a one-meter one-handed sword, and then from a one-handed sword of seventy-five centimeters, just when Da Luo said that Yu Wuming would only block this block, his sword shrank again, and the length did not change, the problem is that the sword has become thinner, and it has become a ceremonial sword that nobles usually wear.

Yu Wuxing changed his moves, no longer blocking, this stabbing sword really can't be blocked, it will be broken as soon as it is blocked, this is what it looks like, so, Yu Wuxing began to attack, but the target of his attack was not Ronaldo, but Ronaldo's shuriken, or every time he took a step forward, he stabbed out at the same time, and at the same time Ronaldo attacked, the stabbing sword was stabbed one foot in front of the handshake of the two-handed big sword, and it was the same every time.

Ronaldo was even more depressed, before Yu Wusheng didn't attack, he could still slash a sword with all his strength, don't think about it now, every time this stabbing sword pierced the center of gravity of his sword, the attack had just begun, and he was led astray, Da Luo was uncomfortable, but there was nowhere to vent.

"Can you attack well?" Da Luo was once again stabbed and led away from the direction, and shouted depressedly: "A person as big as me is standing here, if you don't tie up, you must pierce my two-handed sword?" After speaking, he stood in place with a puff of anger, no longer attacking, staring at Yu Wuxing with his eyes, if his eyes can kill, Yu Wuxing has been dead I don't know how many times.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to stand my attack!" Yu Wuming said lightly.

"Impossible!" Ronaldo shouted and swung his sword again, Yu Wusheng finally retreated, his right hand stabbing the sword on the tip of the two-handed sword, and his left hand reached forward to aim at Ronaldo.

"Hmph, it's too late to beg for mercy, eat me again......" The two-handed big sword was deflected again without any suspense, Ronaldo was obviously prepared, he used his strength to change the diagonal slash to a horizontal slash, and swept towards Yu Wu's waist.

It was only halfway through the sword that he flew backwards and hit the outer wall of the bar, and as if he was not affected by gravity, he stuck to the wall for a few seconds before slowly sliding down the wall.

He stared at his incomprehensible eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

"Ronaldo, are you okay?" "Stand up and fight again!" "Don't play dead dog!" ......

The mercenaries who were afraid of the world were clamoring loudly, although they already knew that Ronaldo had lost, but for the sake of their bet on Ronaldo, they had to cheer Ronaldo again and let him stand up and fight again.

"You mean!" Ronaldo finally relented, he jumped up, pointed at Yu Wuming and yelled: "How can you use a fire bomb?"

"Am I mean? Is there one that says you can't use magic?" Yu Wuming looked at Ronaldo with a smile.

The mercenaries were silent, yes, they didn't say that they couldn't use magic, and it wasn't foul to use magic at home. Suddenly, a middle-aged mercenary jumped out: "You must use your own abilities in the competition, you can't use magic scrolls!"

That's right, it's an unwritten rule of the competition, you can't use anything other than your own weapons and martial arts to win, obviously, magic scrolls are not among your own weapons and martial arts.

"Yes, yes, you can't use magic scrolls!" "That's right, this one doesn't count!" "No, no, this is cheating, he should be sentenced to lose!" ...... For a while, the crowd was indignant, especially the dealer, there were more than 200 copper coins on this side of Yu Wuxing, if Yu Wusheng was sentenced to win, although he would not go bankrupt, but it was certain that he would have a good blood.

Yu Wuming's hand swept over his left chest, and those who were close immediately lost their voices, and the mercenaries crowded in the outer circle were still noisy, but the silent tide was constantly spreading out from the inner circle.

After a while, there was no sound on the field, and those with outer circles didn't know what was going on, so they asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"This ...... This kid...... This kid is still a magician!" Someone in the inner circle heard the question, and said in the same whisper, and a whisper stood up for a while.

"How is it possible?" "Impossible! I obviously saw that this kid was a swordsman!" "It's just that, it's impossible, who have you heard of who is a demon martial arts dual cultivator?" "It's really true, I said it was ...... two hundred years ago"

Don't say that the dealer is sluggish, even Ronaldo is also stunned on the spot, how can he forget, this kid is a magician! Three days ago, he didn't certify as a swordsman, and the reason why he jumped out to fight that fight that time was not because he was a magician? As long as he is a magician, he is afraid of close combat, but who knows that this guy has such a strong shield skill.

This time, I heard that this kid has passed the swordsman certification, and it is still his strong point two-handed sword, and since he thinks that since he is a fourth-level magician, even if he can use two-handed sword skills, it should not be able to do much harm, so he came to challenge again, and he was not allowed to use a shield before the battle.

That's right, he didn't use a shield, but his swordsmanship was the same, he couldn't attack it, he wanted to use words to provoke, so that he could attack it, as long as he attacked it, he had a chance to find a flaw, but people attacked it, but people didn't use a sword to attack it, he stepped back, he raised his hand, it wasn't to beg for mercy, it was to open the distance, that was to prepare for a magic attack!

"I'm losing again!" Ronaldo lowered his head in frustration, he looked at the dozen brothers who came with him, yes a dozen, originally he had twenty-three, after losing last time, a few left, and now, these dozen brothers have their eyes flickering, I don't know how many will be left tomorrow.

"What do you mean by 'again'?" the dealer jumped up, and Vivien patted him on the shoulder and said, "Three days ago, at the mercenary bar, this man named Ronaldo had already lost once, and it was this Yu Wusheng who won!"