Dai Dameng shouted: "It's good, I'll compete with you in boxing, and I will never rely on strength to beat you." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Raise your arm to block his fifty-second brother's fist."

After a few moves, Dai Dameng saw that although Brother Fifty-two's boxing method was fast, it was like a shrew fighting, and there was no discipline.

There are five levels of boxing, novice, veteran, proficient, expert, and master.

Brother Fifty-Two can only be regarded as a novice, no wonder, his talent is not high, he can't light up the Warrior Stone, and the training time is only half a month, it is not bad to be able to achieve such results.

The other brothers should be at a similar level, this kind of shrew boxing method that wins by chaos is useful for them, but not for Dai Dameng.

Although Dai Dameng has not been training for a long time, he has experienced life and death battles every day, and his understanding of the battle is naturally deeper than theirs, not to mention that he is very talented, and he has reached a veteran in boxing alone, with height and strength and super beating ability, proficient boxers are not his opponents, even in the face of expert boxers, they can fight.

In the face of Brother Fifty-two, Dai Dameng was still very relaxed, and he was not in a hurry to win, his hands were like two doors, sealing Brother Fifty-two's offensive to death.

Brother Fifty-Two gradually became irritable, his shots were faster and more chaotic, and his eyes were gradually bloodshot, revealing a mad ruthlessness. As if this wasn't a game, but a desperate effort.

Dai Dameng couldn't help but shudder and had to stop the game. Dai Dameng grabbed the flaw, grabbed Brother Fifty-two's right arm and twisted it behind his back, wanting to subdue him. Brother Fifty-Two struggled desperately and fought back with his left arm.

Dai Dameng increased his strength in his hand, thinking that if he twisted Brother Fifty-two's right arm to an unbearable extent, and if he used a little harder, he would dislocate.

However, Brother Fifty-Two didn't seem to feel the pain, and Wu Zi's left arm fought back desperately, and his expression was like a beast desperately resisting.

Dai Dameng was frightened, so he hurriedly let go of his right arm, raised his hand and said, "I admit defeat, you won." ”

Brother Fifty-two's face was flushed, the blood vessels on his forehead bulged, and he smiled hideously and said, "Hehe...... Boss, I said, I'm very powerful......"

Suddenly, Brother Fifty-two's face turned white sharply, and with a whoop, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his face, and his body fell softly.

"Brother Fifty-Two!" Dai Dameng immediately rushed to help him.

"Boss!" The brothers quarreled: "Why did you shoot so hard, and you were about to beat Brother Fifty-two to death." ”

"I don't." Dai Dameng was so anxious that he was sweating and said: "Heaven and earth conscience, I just twisted his arm, who knows how he will be injured!" ”

Finding out about the situation here, Brother Guiren and Illya ended their conversation and immediately walked over.

Brother Guiren separated his brothers, examined Brother Fifty-two's injuries, and after a while said, "He has very serious internal injuries, and there are a lot of blood stasis in his body, and these injuries are not formed in one day. ”

"He's too strong." Illya frowned and said, "I usually overload my training, and I like to compete with others, and I won't stop until I win." ”

"His injuries have been accumulating, how can a normal person bear this kind of pain." Brother Guiren turned to Dai Dameng and said, "Brother, quickly heal him with the holy light." ”

Dai Dameng hurriedly used the holy light with all his might, and Brother Fifty-two kept coughing up black blood, but his face gradually became ruddy.

That night, Dai Dameng and Brother Guiren stayed in the camp of Broken Stream, and Dai Dameng lived in the same room with Brother Fifty-two to take care of him.

After treatment, Brother Fifty-two's blood stasis has been vomited out, but Dai Dameng's treatment technique is not strong enough to completely cure him, he is still very weak and needs to recuperate for a while.

"Brother Fifty-two," Dai Dameng asked him, "why are you working so hard?" ”

Brother Fifty-two said firmly: "I want to be the first to cut off the stream." ”

Dai Dameng was a little puzzled and asked him, "Why?" It's all brothers, does it matter who comes first? ”

"Boss, don't worry about it, I'm going to be the first anyway." Brother Fifty-two suddenly said mysteriously: "Boss, I'll show you something good." He took out a small bottle from under the bed and said ostentatiously: "This is a magic potion, drinking it will increase strength, and it won't hurt anymore, I rely on it these days, and I can't stand the pain if I don't drink it for a day." ”

"So amazing?" Dai Dameng took the small bottle and looked at it carefully, it was a purple potion, exuding a sweet smell, it seemed to be delicious, but unfortunately there was only a little bit left, otherwise he really wanted to taste it.

can increase strength, people don't feel pain, such a good thing Dai Dameng also wants, but the fifty-second brother only has a little bit left, Dai Dameng is embarrassed to ask for it, so he asked: "Where did you get this baby?" ”

"There's a mysterious merchant we agreed to connect outside, and he brings a bottle of potion every few days." Brother Fifty-Two shook the small bottle and said expectantly, "It's time for the joint again tonight." ”

"Only one bottle?" Dai Dameng was a little disappointed.

"Oh, no." Brother Fifty-two blushed and said, "A bottle costs twenty septin, and the pocket money I save each time is only enough to buy one bottle." ”

"Can you take me with you?" Dai Dameng patted the money bag, and it was more than 500 gold coins given to him by Cicero, and Dai Dameng said to Brother Fifty-two, "Let's buy a few more bottles." ”

Brother Fifty-two lowered his head and hesitated for a long time before he said in embarrassment: "Okay...... You're my boss, I'll take you there. But you have to keep it a secret from me. ”

"Don't worry." Dai Dameng patted his chest and said, "I can keep secrets the best." ”

That night, Dai Dameng and Brother 52 walked out of the camp, walked three or four miles east, came to the agreed place, waited for a long time and did not see anyone coming, Brother 52 scratched his head and said, "Why haven't you come yet?" Normally, this time has already come, huh? ”

"I've arrived early!" Suddenly, a heavy male voice came from behind him, and he said with some displeasure: "Fifty-two, why did you bring a stranger today?" ”

Dai Dameng turned around and found a man in a cloak coming out of the grass, tall, at least one meter nine, with broad shoulders and thick chest, very strong.

Brother Fifty-two hurriedly said, "Sir, this is my boss, not an outsider, and he also wants a magic potion." ”

"Oh?" The mysterious man looked around Dai Dameng carefully. His hood was pressed so low that he couldn't see his face clearly, only a wide chin could be seen, his skin was a rare green, and two upward fangs appeared from the corners of his mouth, glistening coldly in the moonlight.

The mysterious man looked at Dai Dameng and said with some hesitation: "I seem to have seen you." ”

Dai Dameng's heart was furious. "I think I've seen you", he hates this phrase the most, and in Stormcloak's territory, every time he hears it, it means that someone is going to arrest him.

However, this is snowy territory, and it is impossible for the people of the storm cloak to cross the border to arrest people.

"Nope." Dai Dameng said categorically: "You have never seen me. "He was pretty sure he didn't know this person because he had never heard this person's voice.

"Maybe I recognized the wrong person." The mystery man chuckled under his breath, "So let's start trading, how much are you going to want this time?" ”

Dai Dameng asked, "How many do you have?" ”

The mystery man said, "How much do you want?" ”

"Twenty bottles." Dai Dameng counted the gold coins in his pocket, of course, the more magic potions, the better, and the fifty-two brothers had a bottle in each hand, but he didn't have that much money, and he still had some of it as pocket money.

"Okay." The mysterious man put his hand in his arms and said, "Take the money in one hand and deliver the goods in the other." ”

"Oh." Dai Dameng looked down and counted four hundred gold coins, put them in another bag, and handed them to the mysterious man.

"Happy." The mysterious man took the bag with one hand and pulled it out of his bosom with the other.

Suddenly, the phantom of the snow mouse in Dai Dameng's mind was restless, and a deadly sense of crisis struck.

Not good, Dai Dameng didn't have time to think, let go of the money bag, and slammed it backwards, while releasing the Wooden Armor Technique.

With a flicker, a dagger slashed across his chest. Dai Dameng felt a chill in his chest, and before he could check the injury, the man had already slashed at his throat again with a dagger.

"Bastard! You're attacking me! Dai Dameng hurriedly stepped back, but he was able to dodge a blow.

"Idiot, your head is worth five thousand gold coins. It's a waste to grow on you anyway, so it's better to give it to me. And your helmet, which is also a valuable treasure, gave me a piece. The mysterious man missed the blow and stabbed again and again, and the knife did not leave Dai Dameng's throat.

Dai Dameng's retreat speed was not as fast as the mysterious man's forward speed, and seeing that there was no way to retreat, he turned his heart sideways. The left arm met the dagger, while the right hand reached back and grasped the handle of the axe.

Poof, the dagger stabbed his left arm, and a sharp pain struck, causing Dai Dameng to go berserk, and out of thin air gave birth to a huge force, and with a wave of his right hand, the giant axe slammed into the mysterious man.

"Enchanted weapons?" The mysterious man was startled, jumped suddenly, dodged the axe, and said with a cruel smile: "You really have a lot of treasures!" I'm going to get rich today. ”

"I have the ability to take it." Dai Dameng forced the mysterious man back with a move, taking the opportunity to catch his breath and take off his shield at the same time. Listening to the man's tone, it seemed to be very powerful, it seemed that there was going to be a big battle today, Dai Dameng couldn't help but be on guard.

"Suffer death!" The mysterious man shouted, jumped up violently, raised his hand, and a cold light only hit Dai Dameng's face, and the sound was violent.

Dai Dameng was startled, hurriedly raised his shield to block, and with a bang, he opened the dagger, and at this time the man had already rushed to his eyes.

"It's good to come!" Dai Dameng shouted, and the axe turned into a flash of fire, and slashed upward, splitting the man in half.

Strangely, the axe saw little resistance and split him in half so easily.

Dai Dameng looked carefully in confusion, and two black shadows slowly fell from the sky burning, softly spread on the ground, and turned out to be two halves of a cloak.

When I looked up and looked for the man again, I saw that the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the grass was sparse, and the man was gone.

"What about people?" Dai Dameng turned his head and asked Brother Fifty-two.

"I don't know." Brother Fifty-Two shook his head in confusion and said, "Wow! Boss, you're amazing! You guys are so dazzled, I don't see clearly. ”

"Damn," said Dai Dameng, so angry that he kept chopping the grass with his axe, and suddenly lit a wildfire, but there was no trace of the man.

"Looks like he's gone." Dai Dameng breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt a hot pain in his left arm, and when he looked closely, a hole more than ten centimeters long was deeply visible. He hurriedly used the healing technique, and the healing technique was particularly effective for himself, and after releasing the healing technique three times, his left arm recovered.

"Boss, we're rich." Brother Fifty-two ran to Dai Dameng's side at this time, carrying two bags in his hands, one of which was rattling, and inside was the four hundred gold coins. Another bag jingled, and inside were two dozen bottles of magic potions.

"Hey, you're really rich." Dai Dameng happily slapped his thigh, and the unhappiness of being attacked just now immediately disappeared, and he and Brother Fifty-two happily returned to the Broken Stream camp.