At the end of the shot, the winner has been decided.

Compared to those glamorous matches, this fight doesn't seem to be very eye-catching. Although from the second shot, both Samael and Ilier showed the perfect appearance of spearmanship and magic, but what really made people couldn't help but be jaw-dropping was the last shot that Ilier took the initiative to attack.

Marksmanship? Dissway.

His sentence "Demon Gun" is clearly audible, but no one understands what the so-called Demon Punishment means, most people only feel that the moment he shoots, as if the air pressure has dropped suddenly, his chest is stuffy and out of breath, and the next second, there was an explosion on the stage, and a figure was fleeting, flying out of the dust, and crashing into the protective walls around the arena with a bang, and the walls that can resist the attacks of the six rings of spells are like fragile glass, which is like fragile glass, and a large number of cracks around it are spreading rapidly like spider webs. The spectators directly above exclaimed, and the crack extended to their feet almost instantaneously, and the spectators rose and fled, avoiding the area, and in a matter of seconds, the wall was dented vertically above, as if it had been swept away by a single shot.

On the field, there was silence.

"Was that ......!?" In the box of Marquis Yingguo, the head of the family who was bent on recruiting capable people was shocked at the moment. The men he had sent out to inquire had not yet returned, but the Marquis, after this shot, could no longer hold back, so he suddenly got up from his seat, pushed open the door and strode out.

This is not the only case, but all those who have some discernment, such as the plainly dressed but shrewd speculators, the warriors who are so strong that they can understand the last shot, and the representatives of large and small forces, are all intimidated by this shot. They may not be able to tell what kind of understanding the person who fired the shot contained in it, but they can all be sure. Such a character is definitely the goal of their coming to the martial arts conference.

At this moment, they are all businessmen.

At the same time, in another part of the viewing platform, an old man in simple clothes was curled up, looking at the venue through a low hood through the gap between the people and people. When Elier's last shot fell. He looked up suddenly.

"What a rage, Overh? No, no, that's how it feels...... Demon! ”

The old man's voice trembled a little, but no one heard his soft muttering, and no one even paid attention to him except for a few people who were also dressed up behind him. He paused, slowly raised his head, and looked in several directions of the venue. The place that he slowly swept over was either the supreme force of the Martial Arts Conference stationed to maintain order, or the representatives of the five major powers or independent armies, all of whom were powerful, but after the old man rolled his cloudy eyes, he sighed and shook his head.

"Demon ......"

He slowly got up and left the venue with great difficulty, and the silent few people behind him immediately followed.

"At least it's the Demon King."

The figure of the old man. It quickly disappeared into the arena passage.

A couple of taciturn eccentrics left, without attracting anyone's attention. In fact. It was only at this point that the audience realized that the dust had settled on this battle, and when a light cough came from the collapsed wall, and the black-haired youth fell and withered to the ground, the referee in charge of the audit finally remembered his duty and hurriedly ruled the result. The docents who got the results didn't have time to be enthusiastic. The sound came out of the PA equipment in a hurry.

"In the second group, Samael vs. Ili, Ilier wins!"

After a few seconds of silence, the audience suddenly resounded with the sound of jubilation like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. In terms of excitement, the battle between the two may not be talked about. But that suffocating shot was recognized by all the audience.

"Luna is on top, is that guy a demon? What a scary move. Sir Mrak snorted, as if he could not believe what had just happened. He looked back at his kamikaze knights, one of whom carried a spear even under his horse, and was obviously good at using a spear as a weapon, but he could only be stunned at the sight of Ili's shot.

Surprised, the big-faced Earl turned back and asked Greene, "That friend of yours didn't ...... Green? ”

Before he could finish his question, he was surprised to find that Green's figure had disappeared into the room.

"Al!"

In the middle of the road, the figure of the young man was running wildly.

"Your Highness?" A voice of surprise soon came from the psychic communication.

"Samael loses, go to the stage and pick him up." Green shouted anxiously in his heart. From the moment he saw Samael being blown away, Green lost his composure, he was afraid that the shot would fall in a game, and he would run away before he had time to say hello to Mrak. Thankfully, there wasn't much commotion after the game, and at least Samael should be sparing his life, and Green tried to pick himself up as fast as he could and rush to the lower stage.

But he soon found it to be a difficult decision.

The boxes above the viewing platform are expensive and are mostly rented by nobles or powerful people, so they appear relatively empty. But when Green ran down the ordinary audience, the crowd that almost filled the aisle suddenly made his head a little big.

"Borrowed! Borrow it! Please excuse me......"

The lord of Jinlunga shouted loudly, and kept rushing out from the crowded crowd, but the speed was still slow and could only be described as "squirming", and for a while he couldn't wait to directly knock these guys who were watching the excitement into the air.

"Al, where are you?" Seeing that there was still a wall of people in front of him, Green was anxious and angry, and hurriedly resumed the psychic communication between Fù and Albert.

Hu quickly replied from the mage, "It's near the stage!" Samael and his opponents can already be seen! ”

"You go and take care of Samael first, there are too many people on my side to squeeze in, try to get over as much as possible."

"Understood."

After telling Albert, Green was already sweating profusely. In fact, because he was in the aisle of the auditorium, and the stepped auditorium determined that the aisle was very narrow, even if Green wanted to pay attention, he couldn't turn back, so he could only hope that the people on the road in front of him could move quickly.

As he struggled, Green wiped his sweat and glanced at the arena by the way. The tournament was over, but there was still a lot of follow-up to be taken care of - at least the engineering mage would have to cast a spell to restore the broken stage and walls, and many of the staff had already gathered on the stage. He also couldn't tell who were the medical staff and who were the maintenance staff.

Speculum? He's going to have to take it out.

Just as he was crowded, he withdrew his gaze and happened to sweep the nearby audience, and suddenly noticed two people.

Or rather, one of the two.

There were thousands of people who came to watch the game, and it stands to reason that it was difficult for even acquaintances to notice each other in the vast sea of people, not to mention that Green's eyes were only locked on the backs of those two. But it was the moment he swept it at a glance. A feeling of déjà vu swept through his nerves as if he had been electrocuted, making it impossible for him to move his gaze any longer.

At the end of a game, it was the time for the audience to leave the seat to rest, and most of the audience ran to relieve their hands or buy some drinks and snacks, and some stood up and relaxed because they had been sitting for too long, but the two people that Green was concerned about were still sitting in the seats at this time. The two of them were on the far side of the row, and even if they didn't stand up, they wouldn't disturb the rest of the audience, but the one Greene knew most was dressed as a wizard. Makes Green a little curious. It stands to reason that people in the sorcery profession rarely watch this melee weapon fight, and there have been rumors in the past that Nymion would rather watch the battle between two orc tribes than come to Rodland to watch the tournament. This statement is a bit exaggerated, but it does illustrate the views of the mages on the martial arts conference from the side, so Green's first thought is that the other party is not just running to watch the game map for fun.

The man in front of him shifted. Green was able to take a few steps forward. Tighten the distance and he could see better. One of the two was thin and thin, dressed in the usual adventurer's leather armor, with the exception of some locking rings and glass metal defenses at vital points. As for the wizard-dressed man, he wore a dark blue hooded cloak with a strip of white cloth tied around his waist, and from the back he looked no different from an ordinary monk. It's just that somehow, Green can always detect the strange aura on the other person's body, and that feeling is like...... Like what......

Green frowned, scrambling as he whirled.

"Your Highness, I've arrived!"

That's when it happened. Albert's voice came from the psychic communication, and Green temporarily put aside his thoughts and hurriedly replied, "How is it?" See Samael? ”

"See! Samael's body was not badly affected, but the injuries were not great, and he was still conscious, and I had rushed to his side, and we were heading to the infirmary. Albert replied quickly, and Green couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's good, tell Sù Samael and I'll do my best to get there."

Master Hu complied immediately, but he didn't cut off contact immediately, "Your Highness, there is one more thing. ”

Green looked at the backs of the two not far away," he said. ”

"The identity of Samael's opponent has been investigated, and he is Samael's teacher."

"Teacher!?" Green cried out in surprise, Nima is so ruthless as a teacher?

"Well, this is what Samael told me, and there is no problem with the truthfulness of the information," Albert said, his tone becoming a little odd, "but ...... Samael seems to have told him what he was doing, and now he is by my side, ready to meet you when you come, what ......do you think? ”

The young lord thought about it and felt that it was okay. He had heard of the mysterious teacher from Samael, and knew that he was actually closer to the image of a benefactor to Samael. And Green actually understands that this Samael's teacher did make concessions, otherwise why would he shoot four times in a row? If the fourth shot had been fired directly from the start, Samael would have only become the next stepping stone to his record of defeating the enemy in one move.

"Okay, you tell him and ask him to wait for me for a while, and I'll do my best to arrive."

Having cut off contact with Albert, Green planned to concentrate on rushing to Samael's location. The road ahead is already approaching the wide aisle of the arena, and you only need to squeeze through a little more to get into the backstage. But just as Green was about to withdraw his curious gaze from the two of them, the man in the wizard's costume suddenly stood up, and at that moment, Green suddenly aimed at his side face.

In the shadows, he faintly saw shriveled faces.

“！”

Green's breathing slowed by a beat, and he suddenly realized what the breath he had sensed was before.

But why is it at the martial arts tournament? Wait, Martial Arts Tournament - Rodland! Is the war still ahead of schedule? Could it be that the other party is planning to attack Mierte? Or is it just a temptation, and he's going to come to Mierth for an undercover job? What is the identity of the other person......

Thought after thought flashed through his mind, until the last guess in his mind, Green leaned out. But as soon as the wizard-like man stood up and fluttered his cloak, the person sitting beside him disappeared as if no one had ever sat next to him, as if no one had ever sat next to him.

Damn it.

Green cursed in his heart, inevitably a little annoyed. He almost pushed open the door to the first awakening, although the hallucinations would work on the eyes. But it is difficult to deceive his intuition without taking the initiative to attack, that is to say, the person just now is real, but he is distracted for a moment, and the other party has quietly left.

But in an instant, the teenager from the real world had a conjecture.

Thief? Or is it an assassin?

Green was sure. It can disappear in an instant, and the conventional technology is only to disappear in addition to teleportation. Although the martial arts tournament focused on the protection on the stage, due to the excessive interference force, the magic fluctuations of the entire venue would be disturbed. Not to mention teleportation, a high-ring spell that requires precise calculation of anchor points. As for stealth, there are many techniques that can achieve this, mainly divided into stealth and camouflage, the former is mainly used for classes with magical skills, and the latter is mostly used on lurking. Since spells are basically ineffective here, the only remaining possibilities are the methods commonly used by professions in the dark.

But in the midst of the hustle and bustle of people coming and going? Is it really necessary?

Green was a little puzzled, even if he walked out of the crowd with a big grin. I'm afraid no one will suspect it, so why bother sneaking away?

Unless......

"Unless they really have some secrets!"

Green's heart suddenly burned. Aware of the wizard's identity, he already had some speculation. According to the history of following miracles, the war between black and white was about to begin, and the other side would not send people to the capital of one of the five great powers without purpose at such a juncture, and now it seems that they must have some important plan.

And at this time. The wizard, who was in another section of the auditorium, had already left for the passage, and seemed to be preparing to leave the martial arts convention.

To chase or not to chase?

After thinking about it for only two seconds, Green made up his mind. Samael already has Albert on his side, so don't worry about it for now. But if he let the wizard go, I am afraid that I will not be able to trace any traces based on this side alone.

Pursue!

As soon as he thought of this, Green immediately changed direction, squeezed to the left, jumped up from the fence that protected him from falling, rolled over and fell between the seats, and then, in the exclamation of the surrounding audience, he jumped all the way down the seats, and quickly fell to the bottom of the audience without danger, and quickly ran forward to the next audience area. At this time, the crowd was moving towards the passage of the arena, and the crowd below was also climbing the stairs, which just provided Green with space to run, and the young lord immediately stepped on the pace and rushed forward in an instant.

In the rapidly changing line of sight, the dark blue figure had already walked to the entrance of the passage on the other side, and slowly walked into the backstage of the arena with the flow of people.

Oops, if he wants to walk in at this distance, I'm afraid he won't find it if he looks for it again!

Green was anxious, seeing that there were still several waves of people gathered in front of him, Lord Jinlunga turned his heart sideways, and several black arrows flashed in his right hand!

Mystery No. 4? Navigation Arrows!

The first arrow landed on the seat beside Green, and the young lord stepped on the navigation arrow, as if he had been violently pushed into the air. Rejoicing in his heart that the skills of the son of the uniform were not affected by the venue, Green did not slow down and threw out a navigation arrow on the seat of the landing point, and the moment he stepped on it, he rose from the ground, just passing by a person who passed by, leaving the man's exhortation behind him.

At this time, Green was only a few meters away from the wizard in the dark blue cloak.

The last navigation arrow!

Green found the best angle between the lightning bolts, raised his hand and threw the navigation arrow into a large backpack on the seat in front of him, the bulging backpack just provided a tricky angle, allowing Green to go straight to a gap between the two behind the wizard, but at the moment when the navigation arrow fell, as if there was a breeze passing by, a person in the aisle of the upper seat just kicked the backpack when he passed by, so that the navigation arrow fell into the air, Green didn't have time to see who was doing the trouble, and hurriedly turned around in the air, Do your best not to fall headlong on the stony seat, and do your best to stretch out your toes and step on the navigation arrow that changes direction.

With a flash of his figure, Green threw himself directly onto the trail above the slope, and fell on top of the audience in line amid the exclamations of everyone.

"Hell! Which bastard weighed on me! ”

"You pig! Get the hell out of here—"

The overpowered people shouted and cursed, but Green didn't hear it. He rolled over from the ground with a bone, and the injury on his foot made him stumble involuntarily, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of the passage of the arena, but in just a few seconds, the wizard's figure had disappeared from the crowd.

The young lord of Jinlunga gritted his teeth, but was speechless.

He couldn't catch him or even follow him off the ring, but luckily there was one more thing Green could do in the last minute.

With a few tenths of a second, he could choose to land in a safer place, but he made another choice.

He threw a system review over.

The identity of the other party surfaced, but Green's heart was not half relaxed, but even heavier, so heavy that the scenes of the past flashed in front of him like a marquee.

[Sandru? Bracada, Level 105, Strength Evaluation: A, Awakened] (To be continued......)