Chapter 17: The Roadblock
In the early morning, there was still a cool mist in the air, and the town of Ossi was still in a state of silence.
Sawyer walked briskly with an autumn leaf knife, many of the shops had not yet opened, and his footsteps could be faintly heard.
Covered by a windbreaker, pedestrians will not pay special attention to him, let alone be regarded as an outlier, and there are very few pedestrians at this time.
Walking through the bustling section, it was already noon, and the sky was sprinkled with a light rain, but it was not in the way.
Sitting on the side of the road, Sawyer took out the dry food that Tamir had prepared for him as he was leaving, a few pieces of bread, hurriedly finished it, and set out on his way again.
Although it was noon, there were still very few pedestrians here, probably in the middle of nowhere.
There was nothing but the sound of the wind, the rain, and the footsteps, and suddenly, Sawyer, who had always been alert, heard the sound of small footsteps, and he looked back, but he didn't find anything unusual.
"Are you hallucinating?" Sawyer shook his head and continued walking.
But the more he walked, the more he felt that there was a problem, and he turned back again and again, but still found nothing, so he could only speed up his pace.
Suddenly, three black shadows struck Sawyer and appeared in front of him.
Looking at the three people in black and civilian clothes in front of him, Sawyer knew that the comer was not good, so he said in an indifferent tone: "I don't know the three of you, what are you doing?" ”
"You just need to come with us." One of the thick-eyebrow men said in a tough tone, as if Sawa would force his hand if he dared to disobey.
"What if I don't come with you?" Sawyer's attitude is clear.
"You just try."
Before the aftermath was over, majestic spiritual power gushed out from the three of them at the same time.
Feeling the pressure of the spiritual power of these three people, Sawa felt that his qi and blood were being oppressed and rolled, and he quickly released his spiritual power to protect himself, which was a little better.
Sawyer's face was a little ugly, with this spiritual power coercion, he deduced that these three people should all be fifth-order swordsmen, and it seemed that it was inevitable to attack three of his fifth-order strength subordinates to deal with him.
The fifth-order strength belongs to the middle and upper levels in Ossi Town, who can send three fifth-order swordsmen at once?
"Could it be ......" Sawa frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something.
He has no grudges with the major forces, thinking about it, that is, recently, he won the championship in the basic selection competition and won the competition funds for the Karan family, so he indirectly offended the Hills family, so the three people in front of him are very likely to be people sent by Arrena.
"You're from the Hills family?" After Sawyer guessed it, he said it in passing.
"You'll know when you go." The thick-eyed man reached out to grab Sawyer's shoulder.
"Whoa—"
A crossbow arrow broke through the air, and the thick-eyebrow man reacted very quickly, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and dodged the crossbow arrow.
"Who?" The man raised his eyebrows and looked around warily, while the other two also raised their eyes and swept around.
Suddenly, a silver-haired boy jumped out of nowhere, followed by three people.
When the thick-eyed man saw the silver-haired boy who suddenly appeared, he knew that things were getting troublesome, and he naturally recognized this silver-haired boy as the eldest young master of the Nakaran family, Tamir.
Sawy's tense nerves relaxed a little, and although he didn't know Tamir's true strength, when he first met Tamir, the power of that arrow could still say something.
"I'm just kind enough to treat this friend to dinner, and I hope you don't meddle in this matter." The thick-eyed man smiled, and he could only do his best to dissuade Tamir.
"Don't think I don't know who sent you." Tamir glared at each other and snapped.
At the same time, Tamir pointed his crossbow at the three black-clothed men, and his men immediately launched an attack in a flanking attack, and the moment the offensive was launched, the chaotic spiritual power rippled like a fine wave, and the drizzle directly turned into mist and drifted away with the wind.
The three people brought by Tamir are also fifth-order strength, and the six-person melee is all fifth-order swordsmen, and those formations all make Sawa in a short period of sluggishness, and there is an essential difference between fighting with spiritual power and fighting without spiritual power.
There are mostly swordsmen in the Arad Continent, so the subordinates of the major forces are also dominated by swordsmen, which has caused the current scene of six swordsmen fighting.
Seeing this, a few passers-by nearby avoided it one after another, for fear of being implicated.
At this time, neither side has the advantage, but this division of resistance is about to be broken, because, on one side of the battlefield, Tamir is watching the battle with great eye.
Tamir is like a hunter at the moment, looking for the right prey, and when the time comes, he will strike a fatal blow.
Tamir raised his crossbow slightly, his index finger pulled the machine, and the crossbow arrow turned into a streamer and rushed towards the battle.
The crossbow bolt pierced through the sword light and shadow, locking onto the head of the thick-eyebrowed man.
However, the thick-eyebrow man seemed to have experienced a hundred battles, and he had already sensed the sound of breaking wind in the distance, so he turned his head away, and the tip of the arrow slashed through his cheek, and with a touch of blood red, he continued to sprint.
The other person was not so alert, and when he reacted, it was too late to dodge, so he could only hurriedly draw out the spiritual power in his body to form a transparent defensive light shield.
The moment the light shield was condensed, the crossbow arrow just arrived, but the spiritual power light shield was like a void, and it could not hinder it at all, and the light screen turned into a point of light in the sky, and the crossbow arrow was about to pierce his brain.
The plasma was splashed, black and white were mixed, and the person's spiritual power suddenly dissipated, and he lost his life.
If you can easily break the defense of a fifth-order swordsman, it must be a higher-order existence, but I didn't expect that Tamir was actually a sixth-order sharpshooter, or, higher......
Sawyer didn't dare to think about it, although Tamir was two or three years older than him, but at such an age, he had reached such a high level, he couldn't think of any better words to describe Tamir except for genius.
By now, things have gradually become clear, nothing more than that on that day in the ring, Sawyer was controlled by the power of ghosts and gods and gained explosive power, which aroused Arrena's suspicions.
Later, Sawyer won the tournament, not only obtaining the Autumn Leaf Knife, which belonged to the Hills family, but also allowing the old rivals Karan family to win the tournament funds.
Arlena must have wanted to capture Sawa back, take back the Akiba Knife, and then force Sawa to ask what means he used in the ring, find out the evidence, and then use it to threaten the Karan family, which is really a good calculation.
However, Fpero is not a vegetarian, as soon as Sawyer left on the front foot, he arranged for Tamir to secretly protect Soya, but he didn't expect it to be as he expected, so it was his Fpero who was one step ahead.
The two families have been fighting openly and secretly for so many years, and they are all deliberately trying to bring down each other, and there should be many things like this.
Sawa couldn't help but feel that his head was big, these big forces were really old foxes, he was not tired of thinking about so many things in a day, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they were cunning and cunning.
From the moment Tamir, a sharpshooter above the fifth order, joined the battle, the battle was no longer in suspense, and Tamir quickly resolved the battle.
Sawyer was a spectator completely, and he wanted to help, but his third-order strength was too insufficient, and he might even be able to help.
"Thanks for the help." Sawyer thanked him sincerely.
"How about it, my sixth-order strength is no worse than you, a basic master, right?" Tamir pretended to be a god.
"That's nature, spiritual power, it's king!" Looking at Tamir's pretended appearance, Sawyer felt a little funny.
"Alright, the obstacle has been cleared, you can do it yourself!" After Tamir finished speaking, he led the three of them to turn around and turn back.
This Tamir came and went quickly, and at this time there was only Sawa alone, and what kind of hardships awaited him in front of the road.