If you just look at the appearance, the dirty coat is covered with dust, the blonde hair is messy, and there are patches on the clothes, this is a rotten drunkard who can be found in any bar.

However, when he stood there, yawning and plucking his ears, there was no image to speak of, but it gave people a sense of distance that could not be crossed, and three minutes had passed, and none of the witnesses dared to cross the thunder pool for half a step.

Everyone instinctively got a warning, maybe he looked safe now, but as long as he took another step, he would be attacked by it, and he would be cut in two.

"It's the worst opponent, Carlo...... No, Sword Saint Roland! ”

Barton shouted the name from between his teeth, but with it, it was the battle intent that came to the sky, maybe it was indeed this person who taught him the mentor of swordsmanship, but he had been unhappy with him for a long time, maybe this was his ability to take revenge...... Chance to defeat him.

The future god of war's eyes were bloodshot, unabashedly releasing his killing intent, maybe the road ahead is an obstacle for others, but for him, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to challenge himself.

“…… Hurry up, let's go together, I'm going to go back and rest soon. ”

Talking gossips, he didn't open his eyes to look at himself, and the contempt was fully conveyed.

"I don't know how to imitate the strength, but the essence of this lack of pumping is the real imitation!"

Barton didn't hesitate to take the lead, and as soon as he made a move, he spun on the spot, turning into a storm of blades again.

He knew that in the face of this person, even if it was just a projection, he couldn't slack off in the slightest. As soon as you make a move, it's a trick.

"Isn't Carlo a mage? Isn't this thing a copy of the strongest warrior in Barton's memory, why did he appear? ”

How could the mercenaries who came with him not know this person, drinking and bragging with their drinking companions, although recently they suddenly revealed their identity as necromancers. It seems that the status is very high, and although it is not known why his copy is here, no one thinks that Barton will lose.

After all, according to common sense, people's energy is limited, and Carlo is very young when he listens to his voice, and he is not a long-lived species. It's already rare to be able to make achievements on one side, don't even think about double cultivation or anything, but Old Patton has been immersed in martial arts for at least thirty years.

"Perhaps. Something went wrong, wasn't Old Patton always worried that his daughter would be abducted by Caro. In a sense, the son-in-law is indeed the strongest opponent of every daughter-in-law. Well, and an adversary who will be defeated someday. ”

Some people are talking cool things. Others were shocked or worried. The person who really knows that person knows how worrying it can be when that person appears in the opponent's camp.

At this time, Timilet even stopped calculating, looked at the situation in front of him with a worried face, and asked Caterina about it.

"It shouldn't be possible for this spirit creature to be completely imitated, is there a limit or limit?"

"This was originally a facility for martial artists to practice martial arts, and artificial spirit creatures could not control the elements, so it was impossible for him to use magic. This should be considered a limitation. There is also an upper limit, and the capacity of this device is limited. At most, it can only simulate the legendary-level combat power, but the martial arts data can extract the memories of the target's mind, and can also supplement the essence record from the spirit world, almost completely simulating ....... it doesn't matter, how can an ordinary legend be the opponent of the father of the Sword Saint! And Carlo is a sick man. ”

Caterina is very confident in her father, especially the reality that Carlo is physically weak, and her strength is not as good as hers.

Martial arts must be based on the body, in the final analysis, martial arts is also a kind of strengthening the body, using the physical body of the technique, limited to natural differences, no matter how the goblin practice, he can't win the giant on the wrist, then, the body conditions simulated by Caro, who is already fragile, are definitely not enough to pose a threat to his father.

Pre-battle calculations are always good, and the simulation ability of this martial arts arena has both limitations and ceilings, as well as the upper limit of energy that must be stored in zài, which should have been a good thing, but the more Katerina said, the more bitter Timiret became, and from the information he had just learned, he had no expectations for a breakthrough.

"....... it seems that there is no other way than to consume the energy of the spirit creatures."

"Not really, Carlo's weak ......"

Before the words fell, Barton, who had high hopes, flew directly upside down.

"Boom!"

The floor tiles were smashed open, the bald guy was wounded in the head, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and the injury was not light, and his opponent was still standing there with a wooden stick, his eyes closed as if he was about to fall asleep.

"How?"

In the eyes of everyone, in the battle, Barton originally had an overwhelming advantage and initiative, and the spirit Roland just kept retreating, pressing the sword whirlwind to tear it apart, and the next moment, it was Barton who flew back upside down.

In Timiret's recorder, the scene just now was being replayed, but there was still no gain, and finally after slowing down dozens of times, he saw it clearly.

"Seeing all the opponent's movements in the high-speed rotation, inducing others to swing their swords to dig pits, and then inducing the opponent to step into their own pits, just moving the position to induce the opponent to self-destruct, the gap between combat skills and experience is too obvious....... but since you have seen through it, you can't just swing the sword to stop it, why bother so much, watching this spirit clone not only inherit that person's combat experience, but also inherit that person's distorted personality."

In his heart, he slandered that person's strange character, but Timiret had a stern face on his face, and he was stopped here when he saw that the opportunity for victory was in front of him, which naturally made people very unhappy.

"Perhaps, the worst adversary we've ever faced."

"Father is obviously a sword saint, doesn't it say that the sword saint has the ability to leapfrog challenges among martial artists?"

Caterina is not proficient in martial arts, but she is able to compare information and count, and in her memories as a barmaid, there are many legendary stories of the Sword Master defeating the strong with the weak.

"Juggernaut? Heh, the one standing opposite may be Ash's strongest sword master in the past three hundred years. ”

Timiret, who was full of helplessness, did not exaggerate, with the establishment of Hades, a lot of information had been declassified within the Gentlemen's Alliance, and even he was shocked by someone's inhuman past.

"You've heard of the Red Lotus Sword Saint Adam, right? Well, it's the one who is regarded as the strongest Juggernaut of our time, and he's also a strong contender for the strongest human being......"

Saying this, and finding that everyone was staring at him, Timiret paused, worried that speaking out would hurt morale, and worried that if he didn't say it clearly, someone would stupidly go up and provoke, and finally made up his mind before continuing.

“…… The mentor of the Red Lotus Sword Saint is the person in front of him, and it is he who single-handedly taught the strongest Sword Saint of the contemporary era. Since that clone has copied his bad character and swordsmanship, you say that who can beat him in terms of swordsmanship. ”

Now, not to mention that the mercenaries were frightened, even Barton himself was dumbfounded just now, he didn't know that he actually had such a famous senior brother, let alone that sloppy "young man" actually had such a "brilliant" past.

"It is said that he became a sword saint after practicing swordsmanship for a year, and his swordsmanship talent is so high that he can imitate other people's swordsmanship mysteries after looking at them twice, and he can know more than twenty kinds of swordsmanship mysteries and most of the conventional swordsmanship, and even his apprentices have taught three sword saints, such a cunning, are you sure you can deal with him?"

Well, as soon as these words fell, they suddenly became cold.

"You guys, let's go up together."

The same words, different reactions, since he has put on an astonishing strength, this time, no one dares to refute this man who looks like a thinker in a gray and white cloak, and looks up at him at forty-five degrees.

"....... even imitated that character, it's just ....... wrong, completely imitated! Ha, we have hope! That Winston over there, well, it's you, take out the dignity of a legendary mercenary, step forward to challenge, yes, you're alone. ”

"We don't need you to win, you just try to lose the opponent with the ultimate move, and it is enough to consume the opponent's body."

While making the deployment, the instrument in the corner of Timiret's eye had already given the measurement results.

"Combat effectiveness...... The scum with less than five strength, agility, and body is so good at pretending that it almost bluffed us. ”

Yes, since it is a replica of the real Roland as a template, then it naturally replicates Roland's weak state at this time, even if he can defeat the opponent with the advantage of experience and skill, but the extremely weak physical condition can't bear much consumption, rather than defeating him head-to-head, it is better to use the wheel battle to exhaust his body.

And the body of psionic beings, elemental beings, and energy are the same thing, as long as they are exhausted, they will naturally disappear.

But Winston, who had high hopes, didn't hold out for half a minute, and was sent out by a sword qi that had just flown overhead and just cut through his helmet.

"Throw away the sword qi casually? Sword qi also needs to be spent. Don't go together, this will give him the opportunity to borrow strength and create chaos, let's come one by one, since it is training equipment, then there must be a restriction that you can't kill people! There may also be restrictions on not actively attacking and leaving the area. ”

Well, all the weaknesses have been guessed, and this time, it was the turn of the spirit Roland to show a helpless wry smile.

But before the next fighter could carry out this shameless plan, the injured old Patton rushed out first, and he did not intend to give up this rare opportunity to challenge.

"You all step down, it's my personal challenge!"

"The courage is commendable, and the efforts to seize the opportunity to improve themselves are also commendable, but ....... is completely unqualified as a commander-in-chief."

While slandering from the bottom of his heart, Timiret shouted in his mouth Come on, although the answer sheet that Barton just gave made him deduct a lot of points from his impression among the examiners, but now that someone is willing to be cannon fodder to consume the body of that spirit sword saint, why not. (To be continued......)

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