The silence in the crowd looked at the young man who was holding his wrist with a no, and then looked at the long sword on the ceiling that was still trembling, and let out a sigh. He was not surprised by this result. After the blow just now, Brando had already sensed this, the strength of the young man called Lei Guo was almost four to five times that of ordinary people. That is, he had just stepped into the Black Iron Rank, which was the same level as when he was in the Golden Demon Tree Canyon.

This kind of strength can be regarded as outstanding at this age, but naturally it can't be compared to his cheating. Brando thinks about his own strength, in this period of history, he can indeed be regarded as the first level of power to open the plug-in for a week, enter the middle of the black iron within a month, and enter the beginning of silver in the third month, although it is not as good as the Chosen One, but it is also unprecedented.

As for whether there is anyone who will come later, this Brando can't say.

Silver Midstream starts at level 35 according to the calculation method in the past games, and Brando's own militia level is estimated to be level 40. That's about 600,000 experience points.

And he had to have enough experience in seven months so that he wouldn't miss the last train of the December civil unrest in Eruin.

As he thought, he saw the crowd parting in both directions.

Antitina snorted softly.

Brando was also slightly stunned, and then his eyes fell on the two people at the back of the crowd. A man in chain mail and a blood-red cloak walked in front. He wears a tall hat with colored feathers stuck in it. Like an explorer from the Lantonilan Royal Geographical Society in Eruin, but the brooch he wears on his chest is not the flaming amber of the Royal Geographical Society. It's a modest wooden medallion.

The medallion is engraved with a kingfisher.

The taller men in the back wore simple leather armor that only protected important parts of the body, so that the knotted muscles of the arms were exposed. He carried a giant sword at least five feet long on his shoulders, his forehead was broad, his cheeks were sunk deep like a knife, and he pursed his thin lips, giving the impression of not being angry and arrogant at first glance.

Brando saw this, people, not stunned.

Isn't that the guy?

He couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart, because this tall man, who seemed to be a barbarian from the snowy plateau, the moment Brando saw the other party, he immediately sketched such an image in his mind: Anlek's "Crosshand, Buga, a confidant of the Grand Duke of Lune, and the captain of the guard of Lantony Castle."

One of the three most famous swordsmen of Anlek, one of the great swordsmen on a par with the Eagle Dejar and the Silver Knight Sylvia.

Brando knows this guy because he was a well-known figure in the past games. "Cross hands. As the captain of the Rantoni Rant Castle Guard, Buga is the initiator of Lune's main quest "Courage", and Brando happens to be one of the few players to experience this series of missions firsthand, in fact, he still has a vivid memory of that shocking battle.

This is supposed to be the final step of the mission, in which the player assists Buga in killing Funika, one of the Twelve Patriarchs of the Breeders

And the grief envoy "Funika, the level is as high as ninety-seven. Mastering the Superior Element "Darkness, the highest level of power, has almost perfected the bronze body, in fact, in that era when the player's maximum level was only eighty-three, the Twelve Patriarchs of the Shepherd were simply invincible nightmares.

And that's how the story developed back then.

Carrying the giant sword "Legendary Aven", Buga single-handedly led the player into the Forbidden Forest, the headquarters of the Duchy of Rune, and with the knightly swordsmanship of the Xien school, he was also the only one of the legendary swordsmen who could master the seventeenth level swordsmanship skill of this genre (the player was capped at level thirteen), and only used only four swords to kill the Sorrow Envoy "Funika, killed."

The whole process of the whole mission is like a spectator, and all you need to do is help Buga block the mob and delay time.

In fact, it was this battle that completely established the idea of taking the warrior route all the way to the end in Brando's heart. He started out as only seventy-two, but later became one of the few pure warrior players in Vaulnd with a silver body.

Thinking about the beginning, and then looking at Buga, who was still in the prime of life at the moment, Brando was in a trance for a while, he didn't expect to meet the other party here.

This is the great sword of the future.

Of course, at this time, Brando didn't dare to confirm whether the other party already had the terrifying strength that he had later. But in his impression "cross-handed." At the age of seventeen, Buga studied under the swordsmanship of the Cheon school, and soon became acquainted with the Grand Duke of Lune, but how could he end up in this poor and remote place...... How did he end up here? Brando had just come up with the idea when he noticed that the other party's eyes had also fallen on him.

"Your military swordsmanship?"

Buga's blue-gray eyes flashed with a faint brilliance. His eyebrows are sparse and his eyes are dull. But judging from his appearance, this future great swordsman doesn't have the so-called alien appearance at all, but the momentum on his body is all... Erwai, a man who looks ordinary, is definitely an old "Sichuan beast".

The more perceptual it is. The more you can appreciate this.

Brando stood there, and the perception of the blade level was about the same as being able to hear the whisper behind him through a wall, and he could also feel the flow of air lightly. But at this moment, Buga felt to him as if the other party was a towering mountain, standing still, even letting the wind stagnate

He saw that the other party was just standing there alone, but it felt like he was facing an impenetrable wall.

Brando swallowed a mouthful of saliva, slightly startled, in the past the game had to be at least level 30 to produce such an aura suppression. In this way, isn't Buga already civilized at this moment? So young? He was taken aback, Brando knew that Buga was not the Chosen One, but this achievement would make some of the Chosen ones embarrassed.

Monsters are monsters.

"You're in the military. Or a young man who came out of the garrison somewhere? There should be no one in the militia who has your strength...... Buga raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked. Brando's reaction was not as unexpected as he expected. So far, only Eco can do it in the entire mercenary group in the entire mercenary group.

That young man can indeed be said to be a genius.

Thinking of Eco, Buga couldn't help but smile slightly. However, as soon as this smile appeared, it immediately retracted, because Buga was still staring at Bran in the entire Eruin, and these three types of people were the only ones who practiced military swordsmanship. Soldiers, militia, or garrison.

Most of the knights and nobles had their own family swordsmanship, and adventurers and mercenaries in various places, even if they came out of the army, added their own swordsmanship after being honed in battle.

And the young man in front of him, with a glance, is obviously a student taught in the training camp.

Bujia has a special identity and has a clear understanding of these situations.

But unexpectedly, Brando shook his head: "No, in fact, my ancestor was a highland knight. It's just that now I'm out on my own and didn't bring my followers, and you have seen it, and I want to join you for the time being, because it's good for both of us. I don't have any other purpose, if I have any ideas, that's all. He thought about it for a while, but still didn't directly point out Bujia's identity, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the other party.

The man who was standing beside Buga, wearing the explorer's hat, heard this answer, and a kind smile appeared on his face: "We are happy to accept your mention when we arrive, sir, but the mercenary group is not burdensome, sir, you should understand."

Brando glanced at Buga and understood in his heart that I understood. So please bring it up. Who am I going to fight against. I think I've beaten a man, and according to the written rules, such a test should not be more than three times. As a traveler who travels all year round, Brando is as familiar with the written text as any scholar who has studied the code.

Macaro and Buga looked at each other.

Then the tall man took the greatsword and replied faintly, "Then let me try you, young man."

And so it was! Brando couldn't help but take a deep breath, he looked at the thin face of Buga, not nervous, but was held back by an excitement. "It's fine. I don't know how powerful Buga is at the moment. However, it is a good idea to test how strong he is at the moment on this future great swordsman, and Brando can't help but be eager to try it in his heart.

He raised his sword. Feel every cell in your body burn.

By the time he had become a level one hundred and thirty warrior, Buga had long since died. In fact, one of Brando's biggest regrets back then was that he didn't be able to fight the great swordsman he thought of once before he grew up, Buga used to be his target, and later, although he was also civilized with the silver body, but in the end he still missed the opportunity to fight this sword master.

It's just that he didn't expect that when time returned to this moment, he would win such an opportunity by chance.

While it is true that he is not a skilled swordsman at the moment, Brando knows that his understanding of the fighting art of a warrior is no less than that of any one person. Just like at this moment, he was back to being his level one hundred and thirty veteran warrior one by one, Brando raised his head, his eyes as bright as if they were burning.

The young man's sword was raised.

Tenth-level military swordsmanship is not just a simple explanation of a high-level basic swordsmanship at this moment, that kind of natural momentum has captured everyone around him in an instant, such an momentum, Brando has seen it on his grandfather, of course, this kind of momentum on him does not make people feel like suffocating like an abyss cliff.

But it was enough to shock the surrounding mercenaries all at once.

"Master-level understanding, good, military swordsmanship" Xiao Buga's eyes lit up slightly: "You are qualified to fight with me."

Tian Zhen has a lot of fate, and there is no end to be continued