Chapter 509 Battle, Sharna!

"It's so laid-back."

Sitting on the soft grass with the breeze mixed with the smell of the rising sun, I sighed with enjoyment.

"Yes, it's so laid-back, click the card to wipe ......"

The little fox sitting next to him kept chewing snacks with his small mouth, and his eyes were indifferently looking at the competition venue.

This magic space,It is worthy of the competition space created by the angel clan,Even if you sit far away,As long as you "want" to watch,The vision can be narrowed,It's more convenient than any high-tech big screen,Live broadcast,Of course,It would be more perfect if there was a commentator。

As an elder, I also have the privilege of having my own open space, where no one disturbs me and I can quietly take my wives to watch the game.

The question is, why would I, the protagonist, sit on the sidelines and watch the game!!

"I thought I was the star of the game."

Look at Veras and Sarah under me, they came to watch the game with me, but they yawned halfway through, and one of them fell asleep on one of my laps, sleeping quietly and peacefully, even breathing with a small white nose trembling slightly, long eyelashes-hair-gently closed, strands of soft hair hanging down, not to mention how cute they were, I felt that watching them was much more interesting than watching the game.

"Yes, every adventurer thinks they are the protagonist of this game."

The little fox still stared at the arena with an indifferent gaze that couldn't tell whether it was interesting or not, and responded casually without being salty, and her little hands kept stuffing snacks into her mouth, filling one of her small cheeks.

The fifth day of the tournament has passed, and the Camp, Lugoin, and Kurast races have ended, and it is now a race for the Demon Fortress level.

In the first three levels of the competition, although there is nothing remarkable, the fox clan has also achieved good results, without disgrace to the clan, and the little fox's task is also half completed, and he can bring the warrior back with his head held high, so he is particularly calm at this moment.

"According to the law of fiction, the protagonist often appears at the beginning, grows up in defeating countless enemies, goes through a lot of hardships, and after countless deaths of the supporting characters, he finally breaks into the finals and fights to the death with the boss......"

I casually flipped through a heroic knight novel, and then - showed a shocked look - "Could it be that I am the boss, not the protagonist?" ”

"You've read too many novels, let Veras wash your brain with a cloth and squeeze out all the things inside." The little fox still complained without being salty.

The only thing that can be squeezed out is brains, you want to kill me, right......

"Uh-huh"

Veras, who was asleep, seemed to feel that someone called her name, and unconsciously turned over, the corners of her mouth gently outlined a soft smile, and she didn't know what kind of good dreams she was having, and her simple and natural appearance was really cute.

No wonder they all said that they were all in one go, then declining, and three were exhausted, when the tournament had just begun, I was still thinking about punching Kalos, kicking the mysterious mage, and then knocking out the barbarian named Seattlek, and shouting three times on the championship stage, "Brother Xinchun, you have eternal life", and now all the anger is exhausted.

"Then again, do you really have the confidence to defeat those three disciples of Lord Kasha? Didn't you say that the paladin named Carlos once defeated you easily? ”

The little fox finally turned around, his big black eyes flashing, and looked at me very seriously.

"There was originally one, but now it is gone, and at that time, I was indeed not Carlos's opponent at that time, and it is difficult to say now, I must avenge this revenge."

Under the stimulation of the little fox, I finally ignited a trace of war intent, that is, through this war intent, burn, my small universe, the spark of the stars, can start a prairie fire.

“？ Is it hard to say? That is, still not sure Luo. The little fox's beautiful big eyes blinked, and I felt weak for a while.

"Don't underestimate me, I'm exercising every day, and my current strength is extraordinary." Seeing that the fire that had finally ignited was about to be extinguished, I hurriedly opened my mouth to save it.

"Really? I see you're in a daze every day, and besides......" The little fox looked me up and down, and suddenly sighed.

Hey, what more? Why do you look like you're sighing ominously? What the hell are you going to say, say it, even if it's a hit, or I'll be even more panicked, bastard!!

After sighing for a long time, the little fox looked at me with one eye open and one eye closed: "You villain, you don't have the temperament of a master at all, that Carlos, although I haven't seen it, but the momentum must be terrifying, you look like this, others will look down on you." ”

“……”

I can't argue, I really can't argue, I think about the feeling of seeing Carlos in Lugoin back then, my current strength is definitely better than he was back then, but when it comes to master temperament......

"I ...... I'm here to show the enemy weakness, it's a strategy, a strategy...... Damn, I'm just a master with no temperament, all I need is Veras, woo......"

Feeling that even I couldn't convince myself, I burst into tears, snatched the snack from the little fox's arms, stuffed it into my mouth in a big gulp, and skimmed my head.

"Ahh......h Click...... I don't have a master's temperament, so you can go and sit with someone who has a master's temperament...... Click-click-click......"

"Well, like a child."

The little fox smiled lightly, her beautiful eyes were full of flattery, she leaned over, stretched out her white fingers, and stabbed me in the face a few times: "You are a villain, I ......"

"What are you two doing, if you continue, I can't act like I didn't see it."

Suddenly, the voice of the little ghost was dissatisfied, and her silver-colored eyes looked at me, and then glared at her natural enemy, "-Sao-fox", and finally her eyes fell on the snack bag that I had snatched from the little fox's arms.

Then, he looked at the half-gnawed diamond in his hand that was held like a pine cone, and there was some reluctance in his eyes, licking-licking-the corners of his mouth, holding back his saliva, and finally snorting. Turning his head, he handed me the half-nibbled diamond.

Ah, even if you hum, it's useless.

Looking at the diamond reaching out to my mouth, my teeth hurt again.

"Huh?" Seeing that I didn't accept it for a long time, the little ghost glared at me with a sinister gaze.

It's useless even if you stare at it!!

"You can eat the things of the fox, why don't you refuse to eat the things I give, it's rare...... It's rare for me to cut my love......" The little ghost lowered his head, his whole body trembled slightly, and gradually exuded a black-color-aura that was about to go berserk.

"It's not a question of willingness, it's a question of whether you can or not, don't take it for granted that everyone can eat diamonds, bastard, it's time for you to wake me up, Jeon Rog! Humanity! All Dark Continent! It's only you who can eat the diamond with relish, only you, a stupid ghost who is greedy and stupid. ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen, little fan is a stupid, a big stupid (I bite), a big-pervert-wolf (I bite), a big bastard (I bite)!!"

"Oooo Stop me, you canine, it's bleeding, it's going to bleed, damn it, if you don't stop, I'm going to fight back, look at my Thousand Buddha Hands Quartet!! ”

"Alas, it's ...... again"

The little fox sighed regretfully, leaned up, naturally lay down on the soft grass, took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and thought to himself, this kind of life is not bad, only this villain has a ......

On the same day, the race of the Demon Fortress level finally ended, and from the second day, it was the long-awaited Harogas competition.

But I still don't have my share.

Early the next morning, the competition venue was full of adventurers, except for the first day of the competition, when the angel gate was opened for the first time, it was never as lively as it is now, and most of the adventurers here are waiting for today, to see the strongest level of battle in the first world.

In the vast expanse of lawn, hundreds of rings have been merged into ten, and for the sake of safety, spectators are no longer allowed to gather around the rings to watch the game, but can only stand on the periphery of the court, just like a football or basketball game, the arena is divided into ten courts, and the spectators are watching the game from the periphery.

However, each of the ten fields here is more than ten times larger than a football field.

And the angels I had been looking forward to finally appeared, and twelve "only" angels flew and patrolled over the grounds, attracting the attention of most adventurers.

However, I guess many adventurers are a little disappointed in their hearts, and legend has it that angels have beautiful and handsome faces, and one or several pairs of beautiful white wings on their backs, and their whole bodies exude a holy light, which makes people worship them.

These twelve angels, six men and six women, are very handsome, or extremely beautiful, coupled with the perfect body proportions, they can only be described perfectly, and there is no flaw in their appearance, even the elves, who are known for their beauty, are inferior to them.

The power emanating from his body is also strong enough, at first glance, everyone has at least pseudo-realm level strength, and when it passes through the air, the powerful holy momentum also oppresses down, so that the most restless adventurers below also have to honestly abide by the rules.

However, I always feel that something is missing, those wings on my back? How can you be an angel without wings? That's what I said, but it doesn't feel quite right, and I'm a little disappointed anyway.

It's like a game that I wanted to buy very, very much before I bought it, but after I bought it, I couldn't get interested in playing it, and I could only store it in a corner, a sense of loss after "harvesting".

"What's wrong? Not happy to see the angel you've always wanted to see? Akara on the side smiled indifferently.

Strictly speaking, today is only the first day of the competition, and the first four levels of competition can only be regarded as a warm-up at most, so on the first day of the halogas level competition, our major elders still have to get together for a passing scene like a tour, commonly known as a catwalk.

"I'm a little disappointed, I can't say how I feel, I hope the four-winged angel after the game can bring surprises." I shrugged my shoulders helplessly.

"In fact, angels are no different from us humans, they have the same seven emotions and six desires, but they are born with the power of holiness, plus the rules of the angel clan are strict, conservative, and exaggerated by the beliefs of the human church, so they seem mysterious to us, and the image is just tall."

Akara was not afraid of whether the angels in the sky could hear it, so he said in a very judgmental-sexual-tone tone, and the elders of the various clans next to him also nodded in agreement.

If you think about it carefully, in fact, you can think of the angel clan as a powerful race in another world, the patriarch is the archangel Michael, they have their own customs and culture, in addition to being powerful, there is actually nothing to make a fuss about.

But if I have the chance, I want to visit the angel clan to see where they live and what the so-called paradise is like.

After walking around as usual, we scattered in all directions, each heading to the ring of our own warriors, and the old drunkard also followed from behind.

"Stinky boy, wait."

"What's the matter? Don't sue me, you have already advised your two precious disciples to change their minds, become new people, and turn themselves in and go to prison. ”

I glanced her up and down, and said sarcastically, in fact, the one who deserves to change his mind and go to prison should be this guy, without her, it is estimated that the flowers in the camp can bloom more vividly.

"What a kind-hearted guy who has no good intentions, but I came here to tell you first-hand information." The old drunkard pulled his face and made a gesture to leave.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you see I still have the fruit wine brought back by Lu Gaoyin, let's talk while drinking." When I heard the first-hand information, I immediately perked up, and I thought the old drunkard was much cuter when I saw her.

"This time, I took advantage of my position to investigate all the Harogas-class contestants." As soon as the old drunkard heard that there was wine, he also became energetic, and suddenly began to talk endlessly.

"Tell me directly, which ones are stronger and worth noting."

Seeing that she had a lot of momentum to judge all the contestants, I hurriedly asked her to stop, joking, there are hundreds of contestants in the Harogas class, let her continue from beginning to end, I guess she can't say anything until the end of the competition.

"What a boring guy, and I'm about to get to the highlights, ahem, then you're listening." The old drunkard coughed a few times and then said.

"First of all, it's me and the miser's three unfilial students, I don't need to tell you how powerful they are."

I nodded, I know how powerful Carlos is, and the mysterious mage, judging by the old drunkard's statement, seems to be a little more powerful than Carlos.

"By the way, that barbarian Seattlek, how is his strength compared to Carlos?"

"He, since he was a cadet, he has been Carlos's old rival, and in the entire training camp, no one dares to fight him except Carlos." The old drunkard rubbed his chin and began to recall.

"In other words, the strength is on par with Carlos?"

"Probably, but that Seattlek kid has some flaws in his personality." When he said this, the old drunkard's look - his face - became solemn.

"Flawed?"

"That's right, that kid is usually quite cute, but his obsession with victory is too deep, and he will become crazy and unreasonable as soon as he fights, and he is afraid that even his relatives can kill him, and it is because he killed several adventurers in the ring competition, so he will not be allowed by other adventurers and join the Alliance of the Fallen."

"Then isn't it dangerous for other adventurers to participate in the competition?" I rolled my eyes, what kind of master taught what kind of apprentice.

"Don't worry, isn't there still me? He will still listen obediently to my master's words, ahahaha"

The old drunkard laughed optimistically, and of course, as to the credibility of what she said, I expressed stern doubts, and it was safer to pin my hopes of stopping Seattleck on those angels.

"Are there any other strong enemies besides these three guys?"

"Hmph, if you have to say it, that stinky girl is also one, and if she can comprehend the power of the state of mind in that place, she can be regarded as half a master, but compared to Carlos, it is still a little worse, and the state of mind and the pseudo-realm realm cannot be compared......"

Speaking of which, the old drunkard was stunned, although she was a stinky girl, but it could be seen that she still cared about her sister's competition.

"That stinky girl-sex-personality is stinky and hard, and it may be too early for her to fight against the masters of the pseudo-realm now." Saying this, the old drunkard gave me an inexplicable look.

"To be honest, I'd rather have that stinky girl fight you in the first place."

"What do you mean by that?" Is it that my strength is not good, not as good as Carlos and the three of them, just for my sister to practice, or is there something else?

"Hahaha, because then something interesting will happen." The old drunkard seemed to think of something, and laughed heartily.

"Go, go, don't act like you know me and my sister very well, and you know what will happen then?" I didn't disdain to hand her handle.

"Of course I know, you two are the authorities—mysteries—just that." The old drunkard smiled mysteriously, as if he didn't want to go any further, and skimmed the topic.

"There's another thing you should pay attention to, and that's the old man Muradin."

"Poof, is that old man really embarrassed to participate?" I didn't swallow a breath and squirted.

"What's the solution, that old man is indeed a strength that belongs to the first world." The old drunkard shrugged his shoulders and looked disdainful on his face.

"If a person is shameless, he is invincible." The two of us sighed together.

"Although the old man of Muradin was bound by the identity of the dwarf king before, his strength is not very good, and he has not yet reached the realm of the pseudo-realm, but you also have to be careful, it is a special profession of the dwarf race, the dwarf giant god warrior, I believe you have also seen his power."

"Yes, the special profession is indeed terrifying, that Thunder Hammer, even if it is the state of the blood bear, I am not sure that I will be able to catch it."

"However, the dwarf profession has always been characterized by great power and slow speed, as long as you are careful, there should be no problem in dealing with him." The old drunkard nodded and made a fair assessment.

"There is another thing worth paying attention to, the werewolf race's seed player Hadamas, it is said that it is also a special profession, although it is only a fifth-order level, but the strength of the outbreak should not be underestimated, you don't want to capsize in the gutter."

"Don't worry about this, I've fought him before, and I'm familiar with his tricks." I said that there is no pressure on the people of the motherland to deal with Hadamas, and I ask the people of the motherland to rest assured.

"That's good......"

The old drunkard and I muttered, and soon found Sister Sharna standing on the edge of the ring.

She stood there quietly, with one hand on the bow, her fingers unconsciously flicked on the bowstring, every time she played, the bowstring followed her meaning, emitting a buzzing and pleasant ringing, looking from afar, it was good that people and bows were integrated, people are bows, bows are people, as long as there is a slight movement, this "bow" can immediately sound, making an earth-shattering blow.

Although there are many people around, coming and going, but there is a large open space around my sister, as if it belongs to her territory, no adventurer dares to approach, it is an adventurer who has experienced life and death for a long time, and has the instinct to detect and avoid danger.

"This stinky girl, some of her strength is starting to show off."

Kasha looked at this scene with some envy, in terms of strength, of course, she was stronger than Sharna, but compared to Sharna, she was already old, and she didn't have the sharpness that shocked everyone.

With a "whoosh", others didn't even see what was happening, and the old drunkard had already caught an arrow between his fingers.

"Stinky girl, -milk-, before you break it, you can learn to use a gun and dance a bow, aren't you afraid of flashing your waist?" As soon as the two mothers and daughters meet, they will inevitably quarrel.

"Sister!!"

I shouted in surprise and left the old drunkard to meet him.

"Brother, why are you here, such a game, just look at it casually, there's no need to come over......"

Regardless of the presence of the others, my sister hugged me as she could, and her delicate elastic-sexual-face rubbed comfortably on my face a few times, and the familiar blue musk faintly entered my nose, making me almost reluctant to leave.

"The woman is not in the middle."

Seeing that he was being ignored by the gorgeous, Kasha couldn't help but muttered sourly, and suddenly thought of Yarrow, and his gaze became complicated.

"I've been looking forward to seeing my sister in battle day and night." Reluctantly leaving my sister's arms, I said with anticipation.

"Really? If that's the case, let's take a good look. ”

My sister looked at me, a gentle and confident smile on the corner of her mouth, and spread her straight hair like gold, reflecting the extremely beautiful white face, venting a beauty that makes people can't open their eyes.

Sister Sharna's beauty is like the sun, dazzling so dazzling that people can't look at it directly.

"Come, take it."

After gently brushing her long, waterfall-like straight hair, my sister handed me a golden-colored headband with a little old-colored, then squatted on the ground and patted the grass behind her.

"Brother, help me tie my hair."

Saying this, she sat on the grass, put her hands on her straight thighs, closed her eyes gently, smiled at the corners of her mouth, and a quiet and majestic temperament spontaneously emerged.

"Oh."

I stupidly responded, knelt behind my sister, and clumsily tied my sister's hair with a headband, but after all, it was the first time, no matter how I put it away, the naughty hair would slip through my fingers, so smooth and soft that I couldn't hold it at all.

I felt that all my bright blonde hair was about to be ruined by my own hands.