Merlin grasped the heavy sword firmly in his hand, and the golden pompous hunting suit shone brightly in the sunlight. Most of the union's management has the status of a five-star hunter, which makes the shiny badge on the chest of the dwarf hunter not as confident as it seems. However, around the chief deacon, the four giants standing around him seemed to be facing a great enemy, all of them nervous, and their throats were moving up and down.

The wordless confrontation did not last long, and Deacon Mo's eyes clearly showed impatience. Despite his reluctance, one of the besiegers finally took the lead in supsetting the balance.

"Drink!" In today's situation, even if you have to bite the bullet, you have to complete the attack. The bronze giant stepped forward, his weapon raised in the air, and slammed into the top of Merlin's head. The three-star hunter had a bronze complexion, covered in a standard hunting suit, and the iron heavy sword in his hand did not give him any sense of reassurance.

The blades of the "ding" sword intersected, rubbing a violent spark, and Morin's arms were lifted upward, firmly against the height of a foot above his head. Seeing that the deacon's weapon was clamped, the remaining three people couldn't help but attack forward, and several cold rays of light rose from the hunter's side and back, and stabbed straight at several key points behind the deacon, clearly with the determination to kill with one blow.

The dwarf hunter did not turn to deal with it, but bowed his head, short to the thighs of many strong men, and the wind whistle of his weapons passed overhead, but the strength of the hunter's tall body became a constraint at this moment. Mo Lin let go of the sword blade that fell above his head, the heavy sword in his hand struck horizontally, his waist was twisted, the heavy sword crossed a full circle, and a standard horizontal slash encircled all the besieging people, and swept all four of them down like wheat.

"When the ......" bronze man's weapon came out of his hand and fell to the ground of the training ground. The hunter was obviously not seriously injured, but with a slight frown, he stood up on his own and retrieved his weapon.

"I'm sorry...... My lord. The three-star hunter straightened up, bowed cleanly, and said, "We can do better." ”

"It's not your fault." Merlin obviously didn't have the heart to come back for the second round, he looked at the four hunters who had been reorganized, "It's a little reluctant to ask you to fight me from the beginning." Really...... You still have to fight monsters to be considered real hunter training. ”

"My lord, with your status, you don't have to go to the hunting ground anymore." The Bronze Hunter reminded, "Even if there is any danger, we will charge for you." ”

"No matter what position I hold in the union, I'm still a hunter after all." Merlin stretched out his cage hand to the path where the sunlight shone in, the scales of his armor shimmering with different sheens with the movement of his fingers, "Even if you leave the hunting ground for a long time, you will have to return to the hunting ground one day, and I have a hunch that that day should not be too far away." ”

"Hunter glory reigns." The three-star hunters put their feet together and saluted behind the chief deacon, and the other three hunters also survived their injuries and bowed steadily.

"How's that kid?" Merlin retracted the heavy sword from his back and asked casually.

"When I first saw him, he was resting near the cage." The bronzed man replied, "I'm afraid it is...... I'm still mad at you. ”

"The anger of young people will pass in a while." Speaking of Lu Xiulai, a rare smile appeared on the deacon's face, "Clean up the training ground, go back and deal with the wound, I'll go see the kid." ”

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Lu Xiu sat on the stone bench, the huge iron cage in front of him was empty, and the cage displayed all kinds of iron chains, nooses and claw hooks for monsters, which looked a little eerie at first glance. This is the place that the dragon people are most familiar with in the deacon's mansion, except for their own bedroom.

The young man had spent several months in this barn before he barely touched the threshold of mastering the bloodline talent. At first, the boy almost had to be coaxed and deceived by Uncle Mo to face the monster in the iron cage, but later it became the most reassuring place for himself. Seeing the increasingly powerful beasts cowering and bowing under the gaze of the red pupils, Lu Xiu seemed to be able to touch the ethereal blood in his body. Even though the cage was empty at the moment, just looking at the bright iron railing, the young dragonman seemed to clearly see his strength.

"I told you this isn't a good place to eat." Morin pushed open the door to the training room and said slowly.

The contemplation was interrupted by the voice of the chief deacon, and Lu Xiu confirmed the person with his peripheral vision, and then lowered his head again, and did not say a word from beginning to end. The beast cage emitted a stench of monster excrement mixed with it, and no matter how much it was cleaned up, it could not be eradicated, but during the period when Lu Xiu forgot to sleep and eat, the dragonman did not know how many times the three meals a day were solved on this stone bench, and he had long become accustomed to it.

The food beside the young man had not been touched, it was already a little cold, and coupled with this silent attitude, the protest was already very obvious. Xiaolongren has always obeyed the deacon's words since he entered the Mo Mansion, and he called "Uncle Mo" affectionately, that is, in the first days when he threw him into the arena, this child did not complain, and this attitude was the first time for Mo Lin.

But Deacon Mo was not surprised, nor was he angry, but approached the young man whom he regarded as his own, put one hand on his shoulder, and patted him gently: "At this time, they are already gone. ”

Lu Xiu's shoulders dodged uncomfortably, his hands cramped and didn't know where to put them, and he said after a while, "I know." ”

"Then you should also know that even if you really leave with your friends, you won't help them." Maureen walked around to the young man's side and sat down on the stone benches side by side.

"I'm a two-star hunter, I've won a hundred consecutive victories in the arena, and I even slaughtered a subspecies monster over the ranks." For the first time, the dragon man looked directly at the senior close to him, "I'm ready to do the real commission......"

"Of course you're ready," Maureen interrupted him, "your request in the arena has been seriously considered by me later, and since yesterday I've been trying to find a suitable commission for you. Not now, not this time, though. ”

"Does it make a difference?" Lu Xiu tore open the chest of his hunting suit, pointed to his chest that was still swollen, and said, "If it were because of them, I would have been able to completely heal these wounds on the way." I've never violated your requests, and now I just want to hunt with my friends, can't I even fulfill this little wish? ”

"I've seen your resilience too many times." The chief deacon said bitterly, "The recovery of the dragonman's bloodline from external injuries comes at a price, and it is your vitality that is overdrawn by the high-speed recovery. Now you can indeed move around in daily life, but I'm afraid that your combat power is less than one-third of your peak, and I can't throw you in this state to the hunting ground, especially the hunting ground you mentioned. ”

Lu Xiu didn't say anything more, but the grievances and disappointment on his face were clearly revealed, and he was far from forgiving this self-asserted uncle.

"Stand up." Seeing that persuasion was useless, Merlin sighed and took the lead in jumping off the stone bench. The chief deacon took a standard heavy sword from the weapon rack next to the iron cage, turned the hilt and stuffed it into Lu Xiu's hand.

"Uncle, ...... you are"

Mo Lin untied his hunting weapon against the wall, took the second big sword from the shelf, retreated to a slightly open place in the center of the training ground, and made a fighting posture against Lu Xiu, who was taller than himself: "Attack it." ”

"But ......"

"You can fight as much as you want, and it doesn't matter if you use the power of the bloodline." The training weapon is bladeless, and it is not within the scope of the glory of the hunter, "Just let me see the results of your training these days." ”

"Okay." I don't know what kind of mood it is, Xiaolongren weighed the weight of the weapon in his hand, nodded gently, and when his eyes opened again, they were already covered with a faint red mist.

"Boom!" The dragonman started like a beast without warning, and in an instant, he approached the deacon's side from a few meters away, and the sound of heavy swords clashing echoed through the training ground like a bell. Morin's wrist sank, and his waist bowed uncontrollably.

In terms of pure explosiveness, ordinary mid-level hunters are difficult to compare to Lu Xiu in the state of red pupils, and under the difference in height, this unfettered frontal blow makes Mo Lin have to deal with it carefully. The chief deacon cheered up, his hands stabilized the sword edge that was constantly pressing down, the muscles of his upper arms bulged, and the blade of the sword was reversed, so that the blow that the young man was determined to win bounced back from the way he came.

With the participation of the bloodline, a considerable part of the sanity of the dragonmen has been surrendered to the fighting instinct. The frustration of the blow did not stop the hunter's movements, but only stimulated his blood even more. The heavy sword swung down for the second time with a low shout, and the force was two points heavier than Fang Cai's blow.

The weapons were ping-pong in the air five or six times, and Morin did not dodge from beginning to end, nor did he use advanced hunting skills on the trainees, but only collided with the humanoid young beast in front of him several times with his human body. The body of the five-star hunter was unexpectedly strong, and except for the first blow, the rest actually resisted steadily. Feeling the exhaustion of Lu Xiu's final blow, the old hunter's eyes narrowed slightly, and the tip of the heavy sword was like a flexible water snake, going all the way up the dragon man's sword spine and reaching the hunter's wrist. The deacon's wrist turned slightly, and the tip of the sword slammed and pulled at the hilt between the young man's hands, and the dragonman's arm sank, and the heavy sword was thrown far away, smashing on the iron fence of the beast cage in the distance.

lost his weapon, and Lu Xiu's red pupils slowly dissipated. Merlin withdrew his heavy sword, adjusted his breathing, and withdrew from the fighting state: "Do you feel it?" Now you are far from being in a state, if you throw yesterday's Tooth Dragon in front of you, you will definitely die this time. ”

The dragon man nodded in frustration, not just because he had lost to his most beloved mentor, but because he did feel that he was in a much worse state than before. The dragonman bloodline, which was usually violent and unruly, now seemed to be dozing off, and no matter how much he concentrated, he couldn't mobilize much of its power. Perhaps, as his uncle said, yesterday's battle of the Wind Tooth Dragon hurt Lu Xiu far more than he imagined.

"But even if I'm not in a 100% state, I should always have some use, right?" The two-star hunter still has a way to survive.

"Lu Xiu, put away your thoughts." Mo Lin turned his back and his expression became serious, "Once you go to the hunting ground, you will not only be burdened with your own life, but also your companions waiting for your help and cooperation. In this way, you will not only put yourself in danger in the commission, but you may also implicate your companions. To send that self to the hunting ground is irresponsible to your companions, your mentors, or even yourself. ”

"But...... Once I'm fully recovered, can you promise to send me to the Little Hunting Group? Dragons struggled in their hearts, finally agreeing with Morin's point.

"By that time, their commission may have been completed." The chief deacon replied noncommittally. Seeing the last trace of gloom left on the student's brow, the corners of Morin's mouth rose, "You know, there's something I should have given you when you returned to the hunting grounds, but as compensation this time...... Pick it up! ”

The chief deacon shouted, the door to the training camp opened again, and the guard hunter walked up to Merlin with a strange heavy weapon. The dwarf hunter grabbed the back handle of the weapon and played with it in his hand.

"It's ...... What the? ”

The heavy weapon was slightly larger than the greatsword in Luciu's hand, with a long back handle and a flat axe with a double-edged blade at the tip. The materials used to make the tomahawk are darker than the cast iron used for standard weapons, and there is a sense of heaviness for no reason just by looking at it. Lu Xiu's eyes only stayed on the blade of the axe for a moment, and then he was completely locked at the junction between the blade and the handle of the axe.

In order to cope with the individual differences of hunters and their own hunting skills, custom weapons allow hunters to change the shape and function of standard equipment, just like Zhuang Du's war knife and Luo Pingyang's hollow hammer, but at the moment, this exaggerated shape of the giant axe is much more than that. The sides of the axe are exposed with large pieces of unknown mechanisms, and the rivets and gears are intertwined and snapped, all the way to the blade, as if a secondary hunting tool was added to a normal weapon.

"It's not an ordinary standard equipment," Merlin stroked the side of the battle axe, "It's called a chopper axe, also called a transformation axe, the blueprint came from the Old World, and it has only been slightly popularized among freelancers in recent years, how about it, do you like it?" ”

Attaches directly to the blade of the axe, as if a secondary hunting tool was added to a normal weapon.

"It's not an ordinary standard equipment," Merlin stroked the side of the battle axe, "It's called a chopper axe, also called a transformation axe, the blueprint came from the Old World, and it has only been slightly popularized among freelancers in recent years, how about it, do you like it?" ”

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