In the early hours of the morning, the offensive of the combined forces of the orcs and dependents increased sharply.

The defenders who were still taking a nap all entered the battle state, and the "pharmacist" Omar took out ten bottles of "Blood Powder" at one time, smashed the bottles, and all the personnel returned to the defense line, and the battle in the palace instantly entered a white-hot stage.

Steve found Simon, who was carving the inscription array, gave a warrior salute, and pleaded, "Simon, I need your help! We need to take back the Glory Terrace! Since there are no reinforcements, we must make our own reinforcements!"

Due to the complex terrain of the Leoca Palace, the fortifications of the three inner and outer roads almost made the palace a labyrinth, which slowed down the decline of the guards to a certain extent, and Steve made the decision to reclaim the Glory Tower.

"Rowe, you bring a detachment of priests with me, Jack leads a detachment of warriors with Simon, we need to get back to Glory Terrace by noon!"

"Don't stop Omar's medicine! Go back alive and Lao Tzu will reimburse you!"

After the simple order, Steve led the two hundred people into the underground prison passage of the palace, and there was bound to be a bloody battle when he took back the Glory Terrace, and Steve chose to take the initiative to avoid the battle and buy rest time for the team.

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The thirteen,000th secret fight.

Subject: Old Zenit

Duration: One hundred and seven seconds

Out of his meditative state, Lee Moon-jae sat on horseback and pondered.

In this secret fight, he almost fought with the old Zenits, and finally lost in one move.

The constant repetition of the dark fight did give him a bit of a headache, on the one hand, he had not seen the real strength of the old Zenits, and the second was that the imaginary routines of the old Zenit people were very fixed, all of which he had seen before, and the improvement that could be obtained from the dark fighting meditation would soon reach the top.

Looking ahead, the ruins of the border town of the Kingdom of Ankara are already in view, and one day the fast horse should reach the kingdom's capital, Mureya.

The real increase in strength is best obtained in the life-and-death struggle with the enemy. But until then, the meditation that should continue must continue, and opponents who are evenly matched are always valuable.

After thinking about the key points, you close your eyes and enter a meditative state again.

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The thirteenth thousand and one secret fights

Subject: Old Zenit

A familiar meditation space, the imaginary old Zenit stood opposite, waiting for his sword to be drawn. Lee Moon-jae drew his short sword from his waist and walked in front of Old Zenit.

For some reason, Li Wenjae suddenly recalled the ancestral motto of the family: the people of the Li family can only use the sword of the Li family. In an instant, there was a trace of decisiveness in his heart, no matter how fancy the swordsmanship in this world was, it had nothing to do with him. The poison of imperial swordsmanship, the mystery of Winter Island swordsmanship, and the purity of Zenit swordsmanship have nothing to do with themselves! What you need to follow is nothing more than the word "nature".

The old Zenit man drew his long sword at the moment when Li Wenzai was thinking, and the long sword exploded! Several sword qi struck Li Wenzai.

What is "natural"? Relying on one's own reaction speed to see and improvise? Yes!

Raising the short sword horizontally and trying to integrate the sword qi into your own swordsmanship, it is not that you will abide by the rules and follow the ancestral teachings and blindly reject the swordsmanship of other schools, but that you will integrate the essence of other schools of swordsmanship into your own swordsmanship and form your own swordsmanship!

Seeing the direction of the eight sword qi clearly, Li Wenzai immediately decided, you have a lot of sword qi and a pure sword qi, then I will respond to all changes with no change!

With a slight shake of his wrist, the short sword dance debut sword flower - Qiang Qiang Qiang! The sword qi of the old Zenit was all bounced away!

The attack of the old Zenit people will not end because of this, and Li Wenjae did not stop, stepping forward, no matter how many sword qi the old Zenit swung out, they bounced away in the same way.

The sword of the old Zenit is getting faster and faster!

For a while, the sound of gold and iron humming in the meditation space was endless, and although there was only a short distance of five meters between the two, they were filled with countless sword qi! Although Li Wenzai struggled to swing his sword to resist, some sword qi still crossed the short sword, leaving a wound on Li Wenzai's body!

At the same time, the wrist was a little numb from the rapid turn! The muscles trembled from the excessive violent impact!

Boom!

The short sword was knocked away, and Lee Moon-jae's hands trembled like Parkinson's syndrome, and he could no longer hold the short sword. The thirteenth thousand and first secret battles also ended, and the duration was ...... Ten minutes!

...

Suddenly opened his eyes, and Li Wenzai's eyes burst out with amazing fighting spirit!

The imaginary old Zenit people have become stronger along with themselves!

After holding his breath for a few seconds to clear his thoughts, Lee Moon-jae knew that he had found his own kendo!

Hold back your inner ecstasy and enter a meditative state again.

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The thirteenth thousand and second secret fight

Subject: Old Zenit

Entering the meditation space again, the old Zenit man was still standing five meters away, waiting for him to draw his sword. After solving the Battle Duration difficulty, the new difficulty seems to be a short five-meter gap from the Old Zenits.

Quickly drew out the short sword, took the first step, and the furious sword qi came as scheduled! The old Zenit man swung out the pure sword qi of the sky with the blade, and the sword qi was entangled to form a trench!

There was no accident, after Li Wenjae advanced one meter, his hands lost his strength again, and he was strangled by Gangfeng in an instant!

The thirteenth thousand and second secret fight ended, and the distance advanced was one meter.

Entering the thirteenth thousand and three secret battles without interruption, Li Wenzai did not make rash moves. Instead, he squinted at the old Zenit. Although the old Zenit people were still expressionless, Lee Moon-jae felt the earth-shaking difference!

Stand on the opposite side of the ...... Not dummies!

Could it be that changes with me?!

After thinking about it carefully, for the first time, I had doubts about the "Dark Fight Meditation" skill, and I had doubts about the dummy that came out of the meditation, whether it was a simple skill improvement or was it controlled by the black book?

The form is stronger than people, the current world situation is becoming more and more radical, seeing that the world war is about to break out, Li has less and less time left for himself, and he must do whatever it takes to make himself stronger quickly! Otherwise, he will not be able to return to the real world!

"Come on...... Let me see if I have what it takes to become a Juggernaut......"

Lee Moon-jae's eyes narrowed into a slit, he took a deep breath and hung his mouth, drew his short sword and rushed towards the old Zenit with an indomitable momentum.

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Murea, central square.

At this time, the central square has become a gathering place for special effects personnel.

The team led by Steve, the commander of Imperial Support, charged in horns, preparing to clear a path to the hotel building where Glory Tower was located.

The Orc Coalition is not in command, but their intention is simple - to quickly end the battlefield of Ankara and launch a general attack on the Empire!

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Luo led the warrior detachment to the front of the team, and his body emitted various halos due to the buff of the technique, but this was only a physiological buff. As he continued to advance, he was completely shocked by the fearless charge of the orc alliance!

On the other side, Simon and Steve, who were the first to come to the roof, had finished cleaning up, and Simon quickly finished chanting the launching ceremony of the Glory Terrace, and Steve swung a broad-bladed sword the size of a door panel with both hands to smash several ancient wolves who tried to attack Simon into pulp, and then stood on the Glory Terrace and shouted vigorously

"Imperial people!"

"Death is like home!"

"Just today!"

Golden Flash!Glory of the Empire!