Chapter Eighty-Four: Hand-to-Hand
Above the pier in the town.
The two third-level martial artists of the Giant Mercenary Regiment stood quietly on the dock, looking at each other from time to time, as if waiting for something.
"Eh, brother, do you think that Lu Feng'er knows that he has annoyed the Giant King, do you dare to come back?" said a third-level martial artist who looked in his fifties to a man in his thirties.
"It's said that he's still a third-level martial artist, right?" the third-level martial artist in his thirties asked rhetorically.
"I guess so. The third-level martial artist in his fifties nodded.
"If it were me, I would have hid over the 100,000 mountains. The young third-level martial artist said.
"Hiding over there in the 100,000 mountains, do you think the 100,000 mountains are good land?" the older third-level martial artist glanced at the third-level martial artist in his thirties.
"Yes, but at least it's better than facing our giants as soon as we come back?" there was a hint of smugness in the tone of the third-level martial artist in his thirties. After all, their giant mercenary group is also one of the best here in terms of strength.
At this time, on the river in the distance, a small black dot came into his eyes.
"Eh, it's a ship coming, right?" the third-level martial artist in his thirties poked his head out and said with some uncertainty.
The fifth-year-old third-level martial artist tiptoed to look at him, "It should be!" After that, he sighed again, "Poor boy! Even if he doesn't come back when he gets the news, the boss has already booked a ticket and said that he will kill him." ”
Hearing this, the younger third-level martial artist glanced at him, and said resolutely and contemptuously, "Poor people must have something to hate!"
The third-level martial artist in his fifties shook his head and did not answer, "Actually, if you want to blame, you can only blame your own young master for being arrogant." He has lived a long time, and he has seen the world too much, so naturally he will not be as self-righteous as the young man next to him.
The wooden boat gradually came to the shore.
After the captain of the ship lowered the boarding ladder, the mercenaries began to disembark from the ship, and Lu Feng'er stretched his waist and followed behind a second-level martial artist in his twenties to prepare to go down.
And this action had already been noticed by the two third-level martial artists who stayed behind.
"Hmph, idiot!" the third-level martial artist in his thirties snorted coldly, and hurriedly trotted to the hut where the Giant King was, leaving the third-level martial artist in his fifties to observe Lu Feng'er's movements.
"Hmm, the boy is back?" asked the Giant King, seeing him trotting all the way over.
"Yes...... Yes!" Facing the Giant King, the third-level martial artist had an indescribable trembling.
"Summons the order, assemble at the docks!" the Giant King slapped the table, grabbed his big axe from the side, and strode forward, slightly surprised in his heart, "This kid really dares to come back?"
Lu Feng'er obviously also noticed the movements of the two people, smiled slightly, and followed behind the second-level martial artist slowly.
"What a stupid boy. The fifth-year-old third-level martial artist looked at him with an unhurried appearance, and laughed secretly, "It saves me a lot of trouble!"
Before he had gone far from the boat, the Giant King had arrived with a group of men, and stood in a row by the river, with the Giant King at the head of the line.
"Lu Feng'er?" the Giant King grinned as he looked at the third-level martial artist who was about twenty years old in front of him, showing a hideous look.
"The Giant King is such a big battle!" Lu Feng'er was obviously not surprised by this, and said with a smile.
Seeing that Lu Feng'er was so breezy and calm, the Giant King was also slightly surprised in his heart, but after carefully observing it again, he found that Lu Feng'er's was indeed the breath of a third-level martial artist, and he sneered in his heart.
"Daddy........ It's him, it's him!" At this time, the purple-haired young master ran over and pointed at Lu Feng'er and said busily.
"What about Li Shi and my brothers?" the Giant King asked with a sneer.
"I'll bury it, Li Shi........ It's a hero!" Lu Feng'er looked at the Giant King and replied truthfully.
Hearing this, the Giant King's eyes suddenly turned red, and he shouted, dragging the big axe and swinging it violently, and the big axe slashed towards Lu Feng'er with an earthy yellow aura.
Lu Feng'er raised her sword in a gear, 'Bang!' There was a loud bang, and the gold and iron intersected, making a piercing and sharp sound, and a violent spark rubbed at the intersection.
Lu Feng'er took a dozen steps back before she could stop. 'This giant king is mighty!' he knew in his heart.
Of course, the Giant King was originally a fifth-level martial artist known for his strength.
And although the Giant King was still standing in place, his eyes couldn't help but stare at it, he had already used all his strength with the axe just now, and even a fourth-level martial artist might not be able to block it, but he didn't expect this kid to block so easily.
'There's something weird about this kid!' he was secretly frightened.
It's just that it's superfluous to say anything now, he puts on a posture and is ready to go.
The purple-haired young master obviously didn't know the Tao, and when he saw that his father had slashed back Lu Feng'er more than a dozen steps with an axe, he thought that he had the chance to win and applauded loudly.
After Lu Feng'er stood firmly, the soles of his feet slammed into force, and there was a muffled sound in the air, and his body flew out like a cannonball.
The Giant King's axe was a slash, Lu Feng'er took a side step and dived, and after dodging this slash, he wanted to make a sword towards the waist and abdomen of the Giant King. However, the Giant King had a strong sense of battle, and he was shocked, and quickly reversed the handle of the axe, blocking the route of Lu Feng'er's sword, and all this was clear in Lu Feng'er's eyes.
He turned around again and slashed a slash of fire at the Giant King's back. The blade and the golden armor sparked huge sparks, and the golden armor was torn open with a huge gap.
At this time, the Giant King leaned over and collided, knocking Lu Feng'er back more than thirty meters away, and couldn't stop rolling on the ground several times before barely stopping.
Lu Feng'er's face turned red, and she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, so she was not uncomfortable.
Seeing that he had seized the opportunity, the Giant King took advantage of the victory to pursue, jumped up, lifted the big axe, rolled up the earthy yellow aura halo, and slashed Lu Feng'er fiercely.
Lu Feng'er supported the ground with both hands, bounced up, and withdrew dozens of meters. On the earth, a shock wave rushed straight towards Lu Feng'er from the place where the Giant King dropped his axe, stopping less than a meter in front of Lu Feng'er's feet.
"It's pretty fast to hide!" the Giant King spoke easily, but his eyes were very serious. His back was still aching hotly, 'This kid's combat effectiveness is extraordinary!'
Unconsciously, the Giant King put away the contempt he had before, and regarded Lu Feng'er as an opponent of the same level as himself.
However, since Lu Feng'er blocked the Giant King's axe, the figures who were observing every move on the dock in the dark left in a hurry.
Lu Feng'er held the sword in front of him, did not answer, and stared at the Giant King deadly. Sure enough, he is a veteran powerhouse among the fifth-level martial artists, and he should not be underestimated.
After a breath, the two figures moved at the same time, and the Giant King slashed at Lu Feng'er's waist with an axe, Lu Feng'er jumped up, dodged the axe and stabbed at the Giant King's face at the same time.
The Giant King hurriedly raised his arm, blocked Lu Feng'er's sword with the golden armor on his arm, and shook his hand violently, throwing Lu Feng'er away fiercely, and slashing a yellow-colored half-moon-shaped shock wave at Lu Feng'er.
Lu Feng'er bent down, able to avoid the shock wave.
The shockwave crashed into the third-level martial artist who was standing not far away and watched the battle, and the third-level martial artist flew upside down as if he had been pulled by an iron rod.
Seeing this, the people on the side hurriedly wanted to pull his legs away from this place.
It was only when they took a closer look that they found that the third-level martial artist's chest had collapsed, and he was already dead.
Seeing this, a group of people retreated one after another, leaving enough space for the Giant King and Lu Feng'er.
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In the southeast camp of the town, Li Ruhu stood up suddenly, shocked, "What? A third-level martial artist blocked the Giant King's axe head-on?"
"Yes. A lean man in his thirties nodded incredulously.
"Let's go, follow me and see!" Li Ruhu's heart was crossed, for some reason, since he heard the news, his heart was surging, and he couldn't calm down.
In the west of the town, in the dilapidated barracks, a middle-aged man with a fierce face sat on the Taishi's chair, "Is it true?"
After a pause, he patted the armrest on the side of the Taishi's chair, "Assemble! Go to the dock!"
In an inn in the north of the center of the town, it is said to be an inn, but the owner has never been seen open.
A masculine-looking middle-aged man was half-lying on a cushion, although he was over forty years old, his handsome face was still enough to provoke the flower girl to scream.
The man stuffed a grape into his mouth, chewed it, spit out the purple and blackened grape skin, and looked playful, "Oh?
"Let's go, let's see who that kid is!"
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