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As the captain of the Afron vigilante, Rhodes was not much surprised by this situation - he had already encountered too many accidents in his past law enforcement career.

Glo saw that the expressionless face of the "gray uniform" in front of him finally changed, with a sneering smile, as if laughing at his inadequacy. As the face changed, there was also the trajectory of the big sword.

The greatsword brought a white glow, and Glo took a big step back again, but in a hurry he knocked over a tavern chair, the sword wind blowing the air on his face, and the strong wind pressure made his adrenaline start to rush sharply.

Bang -

It's the sound of metal hitting at high speed. Glo drew his bayonet and forcibly parried a sweep, the impact from the blade nearly rendering him unconscious. Based on his experience in the game, Glo can determine that if the opponent's attributes are numerized, the "gray uniform" has at least 30 strength stats and has a decent agility.

The "Gray Uniform" is a true melee inauguration. Whether it was a warrior or a knight, Glo was not sure, but at this moment he deeply felt the disadvantages of the panacea profession of ranger.

He simply simply did not have enough strength for a head-on confrontation. Glo decided to play with a nimble pace, and while he knew that his agility stat might not be too advantageous either, he believed in his PVP experience.

After a few rounds back and forth, Glo's forehead rolled down with sweat, and the strength of his opponent was the most difficult test since he came to this world - completely different from the "lambs" he had encountered in his past raiding career, the one in front of him not only had a considerable degree of attributes, but also had an extremely excellent sense of combat, and every attack he thought he thought was sharp was blocked or dodged by his opponent lightly. And the opponent's attack made it difficult for him to deal with the score.

Fortunately, this situation had been expected before he decided to resist - there was only one meaning in the eyes handed to Oliver, that is, to retreat immediately, and he came to the back of the temple.

Now, the bandit companions are splitting up to pack up their belongings - Glo gritted his teeth and decided to hold on for a little longer, pestering the leader in the "gray uniform", as for the other two, Glo believes that his fellow bandits are fully capable of solving them, and in his eyes, those two are just very inconspicuous "green dots".

Once again, there was a slash, but Glo suddenly found that there was no way to retreat, the back of his sweat had already pressed against the cold wooden plank of the wall, and Glo had no choice but to turn sideways and move sideways to avoid this ferocious attack.

Bang -

The sound of weapons striking sounded again, followed by a series of "bangs" of tables and chairs being knocked down and smashed, and the floor under his feet seemed to have a puddle of water remaining, and the soles of Glo's feet slipped, but he fell to the floor involuntarily.

The white sword light came around, and Glo seemed to feel the personal fear of death coming, but he still did not accept his fate, and stubbornly raised the bayonet sword in his hand.

The ninety-degree impact of the sword blade and the sword blade, the majestic power was concentrated on one point, and the stabbing sword in Glo's hand was instantly broken into two at this moment because of the fragility brought by the slender sword body.

There was only a broken sword in his hand—less than twenty centimeters in length except for the hilt, and Glo's heart sank, and he saw the white sword light striking again, but now, he was not sure that he could block this attack with the broken sword in his hand.

He calmed down in an instant, and the end of violent resistance to arrest seemed to be about to fall into the dust.

"Glo, get out of the way!"

Just as Glo was in despair, an unusually familiar figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision, holding a great sword in front of him—it was Oliver!

It's just that in the next second, Oliver's figure was knocked away, and the wooden partition wall of the "Dolphin Country" was not very strong, and behind a huge humanoid hole, there was a roar like a wounded beast.

Taking advantage of these few seconds, Glo had quickly climbed up, holding a large sword in both hands - the moment Oliver was knocked away by the blow of the "gray uniform", his greatsword was taken off and luckily landed beside Glo.

Glo stood in front of the "gray uniform" again, his gaze determined.

Rhodes smiled, he had been the captain of the Afron vigilante for more than two years, and he had experienced so many opponents that he couldn't even remember clearly, but the group of young people in front of him reminded him of the past years.

What a strong friendship!

Once upon a time, he and his comrades faced a powerful enemy like this! Countless powerful enemies!

Your safety, I will protect - this is a promise between him and his former comrades-in-arms to fulfill each other with actions.

Rhodes stopped his movements and looked at the young man in front of him, he saw those dark brown eyes, firmness, fortitude, determination to fight desperately to protect his companions, maybe full of bright red bloodshot because of anger, but in this gaze Rod only found these pure things, without a trace of evil, greed and cowardice.

It's like my old self!

In Glo's line of sight, the "gray uniform" slowly raised his sword, pointing at the ground at thirty degrees, making a standard starting hand style commonly used in aristocratic duels.

"Three moves, if you can survive three moves, you can leave!"

"Gray uniform" said flatly, and his tone sounded a little warmer than before.

Glo was silent, and responded with the same starting gesture, in his unique vision, the system's information had stopped counting down, [Eagle Strike] LV5 (5), [Wind Gallop] LV5 (5), and now the two skills possessed by this level have completed another cooldown.

However, the weight of the greatsword in his hand made him a little uncomfortable - due to the ranger class, he was unable to get the weapon mastery bonus for using the greatsword.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his touch, as a top-notch PVP player with a reputation in his previous life, Glo is familiar with all weapons other than the staff, and he is trying to reclaim his old memories.

After a breath, the "gray uniform" moved, and its figure was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the shadow, and with a whistling that tore through the air, it came towards it.

"Charge!"

Glo couldn't help blurting out that this is a skill that can only be mastered at level 25 of the knight class, which also means that the "gray uniform" is an inaugural knight at least level 25.

Knight LV25+!

Glo is well aware of the difference in strength between his LV10 ranger and a knight of this level. The previous battles, and now it seems, the "gray uniforms" simply did not do their best.

The nerves in his whole body were tense, and Glo turned on the skill [Wind Gallop], and he still remembered the PK three iron rules - silent, around the tree, and shooting on the face.

But there were no trees in the hall on the first floor of Dolphin Country, and Glo's gaze fell on a thick, load-bearing pillar that was not far from him.

Glo dodged behind the pillars of the hall.