Challenges are sacred and time-honored battles. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is a dwarf's clever transformation of the cruel laws of nature that the jungle eats the strong, and the strong are respected into a challenge.

The victor is right, with glory and status, respect and admiration.

If Bronn hadn't volunteered to stay in Max's team, with his strength and prestige, he would have been more than enough to serve as a squadron leader.

"Battle of Honor! Begin! ”

Ye Xiaofei took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, there was no audience in his eyes, no cheers and shouts, no ring, and even no winning or losing bets.

If you don't care about everything, you don't need to pay attention.

There was only one figure reflected in the slightly squinted eyes.

Bronn!

One meter and one two, rare blue hair, pale skin, no explosive muscles. It was these two points that caused Ye Xiaofei to misjudge his strength: he was relatively short, muscular, and his skin was that weak white, not black and red.

Weird!

Bronn was very strange, holding a thick shield of one meter and two high in his left hand, taller than him, and holding a giant sword in his hand, one meter five, a broad blade, and a fight with a horse chopping knife. Everyone was worried about whether Ye Xiaofei's Soul Sword would be able to block the next sword.

The challenge is divine!

Bron's eyes were firm, and he said coldly: "Defender Winter Warrior Bron, you can admit defeat!" ”

"Haha!" To be crazy, Ye Xiaofei is crazier than him, barefoot, wearing pants, and pointing at Bulon with a single sword: "Bulon boy, you will remember today, remember that it was you who fell!" ”

Shhhh Shhhh

The crowd of people eating melons booed, none of them were optimistic about Ye Xiaofei, even the Spartan lord, a powerful person said this, it is called self-confidence, and a person without strength said this, it is called pretending.

A fierce light flashed in Bron's eyes, and he was furious: "Winter Fury! ”

The wind is biting, the temperature drops sharply, and the source of the cold is Bron.

Only high-level Glory Spirits can urge their own attributes and use the power of attributes, Ye Xiaofei is the wind, and Bulon is the ice. However, Ye Xiaofei is only an intermediate-level glorious spirit, and he can't exert his wind attribute. Bron's release of ice can only mean one thing: Bronn is a high-level glorified spirit.

Ye Xiaofei looked at Bronn in surprise, thousands of crows hovering overhead: Nima, a small soldier who charges into battle is also a high-level glorious spirit? Grass, none of today's estimates are right.

Ye Xiaofei's spirit sword was lowered, in the eyes of the melon-eating masses, it was a sign of cowardice, so the next step was naturally to admit defeat, or jump out of the ring by himself, but those who abstained were disgraced.

The Soul Sword shook, and a faint invisible cyan breeze swirled around the Soul Sword, Ye Xiaofei was under the care of the warm wind, his body was light, and at the same time, the colder and colder wind was isolated.

The Lord of Sparta glanced at him inadvertently, and his body shook: "Wind? Wind attributes? High Glory Spirit? ”

The crowd exploded: "Oh my God! Qingfeng! ”

"I'm not mistaken! Under the wind, he is a high-level glorious spirit! ”

"My God, what are you kidding, this human is a high-level glorious spirit!"

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The power of the girl's bloodline allows Ye Xiaofei to use the strength of the intermediate glory spirit to drive his own wind attributes. Used across levels, but not a high-level glorified spirit.

Ye Xiaofei's feet bent slightly, and the warm wind of the possession instantly became violent, and the whole person shot towards Bulon: "Bulung! Rapid triple stab! ”

"Arrogance!" The giant sword swept, and Bronn responded to Ye Xiaofei's pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger with a furious attack, which was a disguised insult.

Shaking three swords, Ye Xiaofei let Bronn strike furiously, and approached: Silver Moon Butterfly Dance!

Three strikes with one sword, six strikes with two swords. Six silver butterflies fluttered towards Brron's chest with open arms.

A furious and powerful blow.

Bronn burst back, crossing the shield and chest.

"Be careful!" The dwarves were horrified to see that Ye Xiaofei took advantage of Bulon to raise his shield to defend, and actually followed Bulon all the way with Bulon's big shield.

Bron's vision was obscured by his own shield, and naturally he couldn't see the cruel smile on the corner of Ye Xiaofei's mouth.

The last silver butterfly hit the giant shield, and a cold light flashed in Ye Xiaofei's eyes, and it was now, and he quickly rushed to the left side of Bron.

It just so happened that Bron's shield blocked his vision again, and he couldn't see Ye Xiaofei, who was close to him, and looked around, what about people?

A burst of shouts exploded in Bloom's ears, and the killing machine spread all over his body, shaking Bloom's head blank.

Breath-holding, fine-tuning, the blade of the sword is pointed far away, and the violent wind beats restlessly at the tip of the sword,

"Silver Moon Butterfly Dance!"

Three strikes with one sword, sixteen strikes from four swords.

In a second, sixteen silver butterflies appeared from the void with their bare wings and flew slowly towards Bron.

Ye Xiaofei's face turned pale in an instant, but Ye Xiaofei's attack was not over, his body attacked quickly, hiding his sword and waist, and wanted to parachute to Bron's left side to show a fierce and domineering sword slash.

It is impossible for Bronn to defend in both directions at the same time, even if he has a shield.

"Glacier Fissure!"

Bron's shield was white and crystalline, and it slammed into the ground, and an ice crack instantly rushed forward twenty meters, and a three-meter ice pick with interlaced canine teeth rose from the ground, covering the entire ice crack.

Burst!

Ye Xiaofei fell heavily to the ground, that terrifying spiritual skill, only the glacier giant beast can be released, how can a dwarf have such a terrifying spiritual skill.

"Whoa!"

The crowd was in an uproar:

"That human is dead!"

"Oh my God! Bronn is terrifying. ”

"Even a high-level dark monster is dead, and that human is a head-on hit."

"It's dead, it's too stupid to bump into Bron's ultimate."

“――――――”

"Ahem! Phew," Ye Xiaofei spit out the bloody phlegm stuck in his throat, and his entire left hand was so hot that he almost pierced his intestines and broke his stomach, and he died on the spot, slowly stood up, and said, "You are very good, but this should be your strongest spiritual skill!" ”

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Humans aren't dead?"

"How is that possible?"

"Look, what's in his hand?"

"A shield of light!"

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Wind Spirit Light Shield! If it weren't for the wind spirit light shield blocking him at the last moment, Ye Xiaofei's unjust soul would probably have drifted to heaven.

Ye Xiaofei, who staggered to his feet, looked at his feet, no wonder he was so unlucky, his unprotected feet were scratched, and the pain was piercing. The ring with a layer of frost was extremely cold: Ye Xiaofei, who was barefoot, felt the chill coming from the soles of his feet for the first time.

"You're strong!" Bronn couldn't help but say, using martial arts to force out his strongest spiritual skill, it was the first time: "But, you lost!" ”

"Lose? Hahaha! "Ye Xiaofei, who has lost flexibility and speed, has indeed lost the capital of a high level.

But, that's what they think.

Ye Xiaofei arrogantly raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Bron! Today, I'm going to let you see how the human shield warriors fight. ”

With a light shield in one hand and a soul sword in the other, Ye Xiaofei charged fiercely!

The Spartan lord was stunned, he could see that Ye Xiaofei's strength was extraordinary, but he could never see that Ye Xiaofei was as stubborn as a cow. Bron's strongest blow is enough for Ye Xiaofei to fail with dignity, and even using martial arts to force out the strongest spiritual skill will be remembered, and the most important thing is that he was not killed, which is enough to be circulated, in a word: Although defeated, You Rong!

Clang!

The two giant shields collided, and Ye Xiaofei suddenly moved three meters back, his feet wore out the skin, and he stepped on bloody footprints, charging furiously again.

Clang!

Ye Xiaofei charged again brainlessly, in exchange for the same result. Glide backwards.

Clang!

Again.

Ye Xiaofei's persistent eyes stared at Bron, who was shrinking behind the shield, he lost his flexibility, this giant shield was across the mountain that led to his victory. As long as Bronn towers this shield, he will never win.

That! and smash this shield to pieces.

Or, bored with defense, Bronn attacks with its greatsword.

Clang!

Glide backwards again.

but

Bronqua took a step forward, and the heavy shield was once again covered with ice crystals, and an ice shield wrapped in wind and snow shot towards Ye Xiaofei.

Wind Spirit Light Shield! Heavy Shield!

Ye Xiaofei smashed the wind spirit light shield in the form of a heavy shield to the ground, his body squatted slightly, and half of his body was holding the shield against it, defending with all his might.

Bang!

Ice slag everywhere. Wind, snow and cold enveloped Ye Xiaofei.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Oh my God! Bron's Winter Bite! ”

"Another spirit skill!"

"This human!"

“――――”

When the cold dissipated, a two-meter ice crystal giant shield was displayed in the ring, and Ye Xiaofei's wind spirit light shield was frozen, perhaps even his people were frozen.

Ye Xiaofei was defeated, although he was defeated, he was still glorious.

Click! Click!

Ye Xiaofei jerked hard, but he couldn't pull the wind spirit light shield out of the ice crystal giant shield.

Bronn breathed a sigh of relief, and finally abolished the shield of the brute bull, and it was time to admit defeat: "You lost!" ”

I couldn't see the Bulon people, and hearing him say this, Ye Xiaofei didn't care: "Really? Did I really lose? Wind Spirit Light Shield, Micro Shield! ”

The giant wind spirit light shield of more than one meter suddenly turned into a slap-like micro shield, attached to Ye Xiaofei's hand, and the living spirit sword slashed the ice crystal giant shield, and Ye Xiaofei's left hand was withdrawn from the ice crystal giant shield.

Walking out of the vision of the ice crystal giant shield, Ye Xiaofei looked at Bron's surprised expression, his left hand shook, and the wind spirit light shield turned into a round shield, reattached to Ye Xiaofei's left hand, and took on a new look.

"I throw in the towel!"

What the?

Uproar, uproar, uproar, I can't believe it.

Ye Xiaofei lifted the Spirit Sword, put away the Wind Spirit Light Shield, and raised his left hand in surrender: "I admit defeat." ”

Bron was surprised and confused: "You--"

Ye Xiaofei smiled slightly: "You won." I lost, it's as simple as that. ”

The crowd was surging, incredulous, talking, and more rushing to the handicap.

"Win!"

"Lose money quickly!"

"I pressed three hundred black crystals, give the money quickly."

“――――――”

Looking at the boiling crowd, Ye Xiaofei looked worried, and at this time a person was walking towards him.

Ye Xiaofei was full of worry: "Lord Sparta, I lost." ”

"Haha!" The patriarch Sparta laughed and patted Ye Xiaofei with satisfaction: "Boy, I finally didn't lose face, by the way, remember that you owe me a hundred amethyst, and it is estimated that it will take three hundred years to dig mining." ”

"Ahh Ye Xiaofei's face was stunned: Are you going to be caught and go back to mining, or will you dig for three hundred years?