Chapter 12: The Powerful Constitution of the Demon Race
Raj and the teenager's palms didn't freeze for long, and they each took a step back.
Then, the young man looked at Raj, who might attack at any time, and showed some nervousness, it was obvious that this was the first time that he had applied the power of the demon bloodline to actual combat.
In contrast, Commander Raj's expression was much more relaxed, because he felt that he had won this battle.
The other party obviously doesn't have much actual combat experience, and he hasn't fully mastered his full strength, and he is a teenager, and his own combat experience is much worse than he doesn't know.
And as an experienced sage, neither the use of magic nor the understanding of magic distribution can be compared to that of a teenager.
With confidence, Raj's sword continued to slash at the boy's head.
And when those knights saw that the young man's rank was about the same as that of the regimental commander, they all thought that their regimental commander had won, and couldn't help but cheer for him.
"Come on, Commander! We humans must not lose to these guys who sell their souls to the demons! ”
"Haha! Such a guy who is not a ghost or a ghost, I'm afraid even the demon side won't accept them, right? ”
"That's right! The head of the regiment should cut off the head of this monster as soon as possible! ”
Seeing the reaction of these people, the bishop on the side snorted softly, his face mocking.
Lu Ming, who was standing behind, also shook his head, thinking to himself, Raj thought that the young man was about the same level as himself, so he could eat him, but he was afraid that he was not dreaming.
What did he think of the demon physique? Is that boy still an ordinary human body?
The so-called demon race, that is a race whose physical talent is far stronger than that of humans, otherwise why would the probability of humans using their bloodline to explode and die is so great.
It's because with the fragile torso of a human being, it can't withstand the powerful physical physique of the demon race.
Their demon body, in addition to being the first in the whole clan in terms of cultivation talent, is second only to the dragon clan in terms of combat ability, and ranks second in the entire continent, under the same level, even orcs can't beat them, let alone humans without any talent, against a demon of the same level, they are basically going to be crushed.
And what the boy inherited at the moment is the bloodline of the pure-blooded demon, although it is only a trace, but it is also a pure-blooded demon, and it can be said that he has inherited all the physical talents of the demon.
In this way, he has a strength that is not inferior to that of orcs, and the agility is no different from that of elves, and there is magic power that is much higher than that of the same level, and even the purity of magic is much stronger, what does Gera want to fight him?
Even if you want to rely on experience to win, it must be based on equal strength, but at this moment, the boy who has incarnated as a demon is obviously not a level 120 strength.
If you really want to say it, few humans below level 150 can beat him.
Soon, the battle on the field confirmed Lu Ming's thoughts.
I saw that when the young man faced Raj's blade, he was not false at all, and he stretched out his hand to resist with magic power, not only that, but he could also punch back in an instant, beating Raj without any power to fight back.
Raj, the leader of the Holy Light Knights in the field, really couldn't say it at the moment, he didn't expect the other party's strength to be so strong, obviously he was about the same level as him, but facing him was like facing an old monster of more than one hundred and forty levels.
Obviously, the opponent's strength has already stepped into the level of the old sage with half a foot, that is, after level 150.
His sword qi slashed at the opponent's body, and was completely defended by the opponent's black ** method, and he couldn't cause any damage at all, but his magic power couldn't resist the opponent's fist, and he accidentally took a blow from the front, and he felt that the qi and blood in his body were constantly surging.
The other party's strength is also very strong, so he can only temporarily avoid the edge, but the young man's skills are still very agile, and he can always be seized if he is not careful, and he has no temper at all, so he can only smile bitterly in the face of the cheers of the knights.
It seems that this battle, he is going to lose.
The knights on the sidelines also seemed to see that the battle situation was wrong, and they gradually became silent in the face of Raj, who had entered the upper hand.
With a "boom", as the boy unexpectedly kicked Raj in the chest, the regimental commander flew straight to the wall of the dungeon like a kite with a broken string, and smashed heavily on it, knocking out several cracks in the entire dungeon wall.
"Poof!"
Raj spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and he stubbornly stood up, touching his chest, where several ribs were broken, and he knew that he could not fight.
In the blink of an eye, he shook his head at the nearby dungeon destroyed by him and the boy, and if he continued to fight, this dungeon would probably be unbearable.
Fortunately, this is not a battle between two veteran sages, otherwise let alone the dungeon below, it is estimated that the entire church hall above will be lifted away.
Looking at the expectant gazes cast at him by the members of the Knights, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Although he didn't want to admit defeat, he knew that if he continued to fight, he would only die himself, but he couldn't die yet, and after knowing that he couldn't beat the boy, he deliberately left a little magic power out.
In order to be able to give them a sneak attack without the other party noticing, not to kill the other party, but to delay a little time.
He hadn't forgotten that he had another task to escort the brave out safely.
"I lost ......"
In the end, with bitterness at the corners of his mouth, Raj said this sentence anyway.
With that, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he sat down on the ground along the wall.
As he said this, the members of the Order looked incredulous, except for the bishop on the other side, who was stunned for a moment, and laughed maniacally.
"Hahahahaha......"
"I said Raj, I heard you right, didn't you want to test my skills before? How come you can't even beat a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy? ”
The bishop looked at the Raj leader who was lying on the ground in embarrassment, full of mockery, and then looked at the knights on the other side, and asked:
"What about you? What I said before is still valid, as long as any of you can beat him, I will let you go, what, does anyone want to inherit the legacy of your leader? ”
The bishop's words instantly ignited the anger of all the knights present, what is the will, the head of Raj is not dead yet.
Immediately, there were many knights who wanted to play, even if they knew that even the head of the regiment could not beat the people, they would be sent to death if they went, but these people still wanted to fight the boy with the same face.
In the end, the voices of these people were suppressed by a middle-aged knight with a very strong body, Lu Ming took a look and found that he was one of the top ranks among these knights, with a level of more than 80, and any kingdom placed outside, he could count it with one hand that was more powerful than him.
But against that young man, there is still only a share of death.
So Lu Ming sighed, walked up slowly, patted the knight on the shoulder, and said to him:
"Let me do it."
The knight was immediately stunned, and then said at a loss:
"But, but ...... adults"
Lu Ming is their hope, he can't let anything go wrong with the brave, don't you see that he doesn't even dare to shout out the identity of the brave, he just wants to send the brave out of this dungeon without the enemy knowing.
It's just that before he finished speaking, Lu Ming interrupted him:
"There's nothing to do, you're all too weak, and you're going to die."
Lu Ming turned around and walked straight to the battlefield, but his words made these knights blush.
Indeed, they are really embarrassed this time, the elite of the church, more than 100 people, can't even beat a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, no wonder the brave would say this, leave them on the field by themselves.