"Come on, Sister Xia Li!"

"Don't lose to that old man from Roland!"

"Roland, don't you drink too much. It's going to take so long to even deal with Xia Li, if you can't do it, come down, don't be ashamed anymore. ”

"Uncle Roland, come on! Ah, come on Sister Xia Li, too! ”

In Desmond's martial arts training ground, two figures are constantly intertwining. And the two groups of people who are clearly distinguishing are cheering for the two people in the field. Cheering for Roland was naturally Desmond's knights. And cheering for Xia is a group of teenagers.

Obviously, the red figure was already in absolute upper hand, and was pressing the other figure down. The man was only left with the ability to parry, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before the red figure won the victory.

But even at such a critical moment, Roland still found an opportunity, turned around, and yelled at Jeremiah, who was talking coldly: "You don't know how strong Xia Li's dead girl is, you can do it!" ”

"Hey, Uncle Roland, it's not a good habit to be distracted during a fight."

Boom!

Three powerful slashes in a row, Roland tried his best, his arms were numb, and he only blocked it. Xia Li's face flushed with excitement, and her pupils flashed with a crazy glow. With such a simple and crazy killing intent, even a seasoned soldier like Roland who has been fighting for a long time is terrified.

"Uncle Roland, if you don't have to be angry, you're going to lose."

Roland was bitter in his heart, how could he stay in the face of an opponent like Xia Li. In fact, he had already used his anger. But the nature of his anger is so special. In a one-on-one fight like this, his anger is too thin. Even Xia Li, at such a close distance, didn't even notice it.

"Little girl, haven't you eaten? With such a soft force, I am not qualified to use all my strength. ”

Charlie's anger was as hot and furious as her people, like the raging lava. Xia Li's martial arts skills are actually not very good, just the simplest sweeping, splitting, flirting and other actions. But with her anger, that kind of storm and furious offensive is really difficult to withstand.

As a veteran oilman, Roland has a good way of seeing people. From the kung fu brought from the battlefield, it only takes a glance to see which is stronger and which is weaker. The teenage red-haired girl in front of her can indeed be regarded as a strong person. If it weren't for the damn Jeremiah, Roland would have thrown in the towel.

But now, when it comes to the issue of men's face, Roland can only continue to grit his teeth and hold on.

"Really? So what about this! ”

The red anger jumped wildly on Xia Li's body, and the girl stretched out her palm, and a red flame suddenly rose from her palm, jumping and swaying, stretching out and turning into a huge red axe spear. The crimson brilliance swirls on the axe and gun, and the people who want to devour it. And the protective anger on Xia Li's body slowly extinguished.

Seeing this, Roland felt bitter in his heart. This madman, he actually intended

"Hey, Uncle Roland, take it!"

With a wanton smile and a huge axe in both hands, the petite girl rushed towards Roland. Between the swings of the axe and gun, the crimson sparks scattered in all directions, and the air was surging. The attack in exchange for sacrificing his own defense is too terrifying. One axe gun Roland is extremely difficult to deal with, not to mention two now! Roland was miserable, and between the left and the right, there was a lot of danger.

Bastard! Bismalke, why don't you come up and pull this crazy girl away!

Bismal looked at Roland jumping up and down in the middle of the field, and a smile crept up and down the face of this old-fashioned middle-aged man. As Desmond's strongest knight, he has long seen that Roland has actually done his best. He was no match for Xia Li who was getting serious, but the Knight Chief still had no intention of stopping this battle now.

Judging from the previous battles between Roland and him, Roland is indeed a warrior who has comprehended Moonlight. And his mellow use of anger also proves his status as a knight of the moonlight. But his anger didn't know how, and it was unusually weak. It's not like the strength of a moonlight knight at all. Bismal and Roland have a good personal relationship, but anger is the capital of a knight's life, even as a friend, if Roland doesn't say it himself, it will be very hurtful to ask. Just now, when this guy is going all out, take a good look at what went wrong.

It's really interesting to watch that bastard Roland get deflated.

With his eyes fixed on the situation in the field, Bismarck's afterglow inadvertently swept over his preoccupied daughter, and his heart moved. The chief knight suddenly asked, "Lijie, do you think, Roland or Xia Li, who will win?" ”

"Uh" Lijie was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect her father to ask her this question out of the blue. Her father never gave her the opportunity to fight, at most, he fed her some tricks during the morning exercises. A little girl who doesn't even have actual combat, how much eyesight does she have. With her eyesight, she could only vaguely keep up with those two figures.

Li Jie was stunned for a moment, but immediately said her thoughts: "Well, Dad often said that anger is like firewood in a campfire, and it is the foundation of a knight's strength. But the strength of the knight is not only reflected in anger. Indomitable will, keen judgment, and decisive ability to adapt to situations are the keys to victory or defeat."

"The gap between Uncle Roland and Sister Xia Li's martial arts is not big, even more so. Sister Xia Li materialized her anger, although she temporarily increased the suppression of Uncle Roland, but doing so was a great burden on the body, and it definitely couldn't last."

"About fifty more moves, Sister Xia Li will be exhausted, at that time, if Uncle Roland uses anger again, he will win, but why not now, it is already so dangerous. Ah, yes, sure enough, my will is not enough, but this kind of Cheng dù is afraid. Uncle Roland is a good knight."

Listening to her daughter's analysis, Bismalco shook his head, but he didn't refute it. Roland's anger is really special. Lijie didn't see it, and it was normal. And if it is a normal case, her inference is not wrong.

"Eh, isn't it?"

Lijie was a little disappointed, and she really wanted to show it in front of her father. Under the influence of the baron, she finally got the opportunity to become a knight, but in her father's first test, she failed. Thinking of this, the little girl became more and more lost.

Bismal looked at his lost daughter, his father smiled rarely, and in his daughter's surprised gaze, he gently rubbed her head: "Look at it carefully, I can teach you martial arts." But experience, you can only rely on yourself. ”

"Hmmm! I understand, Dad. ”

Compared with the two leisurely father and daughter, Roland is very hard. Now, he felt as if he was facing an erupting volcano. As the sparks drifted away, the hot wind howled and inspired, and the brilliant and scorching flames danced continuously, striking at Roland with terrifying killing machines. Under this crimson light, Roland's face was unusually pale.

Xia Li, who was holding a gun in both hands, shot faster and faster, and the look in her eyes became brighter and brighter. She seems to have been completely immersed in it, and only knows that she keeps making moves, moves, moves! Under this surging offensive, Roland could only retreat with difficulty, barely maintaining a defensive position, and could not find any opportunity to counterattack at all.

Roland knew that he couldn't go on like this, and the veteran roared, and all the remaining anger exploded in one breath. If he retreats now, he will only lose faster. In this case, it is better to burst out of anger in one breath, and maybe there will be a turnaround.

Rumble!

The invisible anger burst out violently under the will of the master. Roland's vision is not poisonous, and even if he is forced to explode in anger, he has chosen an excellent time. Xia Li is also human after all, even if she uses anger, she still needs time to get angry. And what Roland chose was the moment when her old strength was exhausted and her new strength was not born. Seeing this, Xia Li was not surprised: "Roland, is this your anger?" It's kind of interesting! The girl's expression was full of joy, and instead of retreating as Roland expected, she continued to wield an axe and spear, and fought with Roland.

Roland didn't expect this crazy girl to choose to retreat temporarily, but now he has no way out. If this anger dissipates, he can only let this dead girl slaughter. The veteran ruffian was heartbroken, so he fought against Xia Li so hard.

Dangdang!

The most brutal and violent collision between axe and axe, power and power. Roland's roar, Xia Li's coquettishness, mixed with the sound of a huge weapon collision, continued to echo in the martial arts training ground. Although it seemed to be evenly matched, at this time, everyone on the sidelines watched, even the most inexperienced Lijie could see it. Roland's moves are messy, his breathing is disordered, his follow-up is weak, and his defeat has appeared. His defeat was only a matter of time.

Bismal watched as the situation on the field changed, and by this time, it was almost time to stop. The victory is now clear, and there is no need to fight any further.

"Alright, Xia Li, you've won, stop."

But Xia Li, who was sexually beaten, didn't pay attention to the knight chief at all. The girl was completely in a state of madness, and in her eyes, only Roland was left. The Vikings, who were completely aroused by Roland's fighting spirit, would not stop her attack until they completely knocked out their opponents.

Sure enough, I was stunned again.

As if expected, Bismal was not too surprised by Xia Li's actions. The chief knight silently probed his will into his body, and began to mobilize the anger in his body with a strange rhythm. And the anger in his body, which had been stagnant and obscure, seemed to have awakened from his slumber under this strange rhythm. A powerful and pure white anger roared through the knight's body, and in an instant, it had already spread all over his limbs.

With the blessing of this force, the knight took a dodge and had entered the battle circle. The hot crimson air seemed to be suddenly broken, and the "snort" sounded softly, and the wind in the air rippled like water ripples, and a clear white mang burst out of it, suddenly bursting into a cold white ** mang several meters long, and shot out towards Xia Li.

Xia Li, whose eyes are red, still maintains the most primitive instincts. Sensing the horror of this sword aura, Xia Li also gave up the pursuit of Roland. Facing the anger from the knight chief, Xia Li still did not choose to retreat, but laughed wildly, brandishing an axe and spear to meet the pure white sword qi.

Rumble!

The strength of the knight chief is not something that Xia Li can compete with at all. Although he had done his best, he crushed this sword qi at the last moment. But the huge momentum still shook the girl's internal organs. Xia Li spat blood from her mouth, blood gushed all over her body, and she was engulfed by this momentum, and flew backwards weakly.

"Sister!"

"Sister Xia Li!"

"Charlie!"

"Patriarch!"

I didn't expect this to happen, and Bismarck, who has always been lightweight in the eyes of the knights, will also miss sometimes. Seeing Xia Li's bloody appearance, the crowd of onlookers immediately let out a few exclamations.

And Bismal didn't seem to expect this to happen. His strength, which he hadn't grown for many years, actually increased! Obviously, he could only dispel Xia Li's anger, why could he directly hit her into a serious injury, when was the knight chief so stunned, and he missed the best rescue opportunity. Although he reacted immediately, burning his pure white anger again, he was always one step slower, and only tore off a corner of Xia Li's clothes.

The knight's sword aura was too strong, and the crowd watching the martial arts competition had no time to react, so they could only watch such a girl, with a huge strong wind, crash into the wall at the corner of the martial arts training ground.

"Yo, what are you doing, it's so hot"

But the heavens didn't seem to be willing to let this beautiful girl die like this, and the moment before Xia Li was about to hit the wall, a figure in a gorgeous costume appeared around the corner, just in front of Xia Li.

Boom!

The man obviously didn't expect that as soon as he appeared, someone would welcome him so "warmly" with his body. Caught off guard, Xia Li took the man and rolled into a rolling gourd. And it is precisely this moment that most of the momentum is removed.

Seeing this, everyone's hanging hearts slowly let go.

"Sister!"

"Patriarch!"

The dozen or so Viking teenagers, led by a red-haired teenager, suddenly surrounded Xia Li. Xia Li is the patriarch of their clan, and she is now the most powerful warrior in the clan. And it was also she who signed an agreement with the Baron of Desmond that if something happened to her, the consequences

The teenagers didn't dare to think about it.

"What the hell is called, I'm not dead yet! Hmm" Xia Li shook her head a little painfully, even if it was a Viking with a strong physique, it was definitely not a pleasant thing to be defeated by anger in one breath and invade her inner organs. The girl, who has always been strong, wanted to scold these embarrassed clansmen, but in a hurry, where did she stand up. The petite body shook a few times, then sat back on top of the man.

"Hey, Charlie! Hurry up and get me up, it hurts."

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, the red-haired girl subconsciously turned her head. But all that caught my eye was the pair of pitch-black eyes, and in the black pupils on the left, a red bird with wings ready to fly.

"Yes, my majesty"

Xia Li didn't know what was wrong with her, and she didn't know why she said such inexplicable words, as if her body didn't listen to her at all. Ignoring his pain, he stood up straight. The red-haired girl was stunned for a few seconds before she came back to her senses.

When he saw the unlucky ghost who was sitting under him, Rao was as cruel as Xia Li, and he still broke out in a cold sweat.

Oops, it's Sinloth! I'm going to get beaten up by that damn Robert!