"There's something weird about her weapon." Wang Feng smiled at Bazin and said, "The weapons in the hands of these two sisters are really eye-catching. ”

"It's not a giant sword, I don't even bother to take a look." Bazin is obviously not the weapon master in the mouth of GSD, Wang Feng can only smile slightly bitterly, in the legend, Bazin is the same as Sodros, a bull who is proficient in tens of thousands of weapons, a genius among geniuses, after all, this thing was only 24 years old when it fell, and Sodros is a half-old man.

But when Wang checked Bazin's memory, he found that this thing was a little more powerful with a giant sword, and the rest of the swordsmanship was obviously someone else's. After another expedition victory, Bazin, who was young and vigorous, met Sodros, who had come to look for her. That's right, it was the strongest sword god who took the initiative to find her, not Sodros, who she didn't try to find.

"A sword god like you shouldn't be willing to surrender his body and fight with a junior like me." Where would the young and vigorous Bazin think that this is the real Sodros, but that he is just a liar?

"It's hard to find a confidant, it's hard to find an opponent, it's rare that there is another genius in the Arad Continent, and I'm naturally willing to challenge." The middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, scars, and a large pile of broken copper and iron on his back smiled, and then pulled out a giant sword from the pile of broken iron, "Giant sword Bazin, right?" ”

"You're ready to beat me with my best weapon in what I do best?" Bazin laughed angrily,

"Oh no, I've been practicing swordsmanship twice as long as you're older, and it's too bullying to use the same sword." Sodros put the heavy sword back and drew a long, thin bayone, "Well, that's probably fairer. ”

"Die, old man!" Where can Bazin, who can stand this bird's spirit, take the first shot......

Later, everyone knew about it, and Sodros's Extreme Ghost Swordsmanship used that piercing sword to seal every attack of Bazin's heavy sword.

But Bazin's will to fight is not blown, even if he is defeated, even if he is restrained everywhere, Bazin still wields his giant sword to resist.

Eventually, Sodros shattered Bazin's greatsword with a phantom sword dance that instantly struck 124 swords, and also broke her pride in being a genius from birth.

Wang somewhat understands why Bazin doesn't like the Phantom Sword Dance...

"You're looking at my memories?" The exchange of consciousness was extremely fast, and when the snow and ice were still flying in the air, Wang had already read Bazin's memories and was also discovered by Bazin.

"Well, it's just curious." Wang Feng said embarrassedly, "But you don't seem to hate Sodros very much. ”

"If your skills are not as good as others, you can only blame yourself for not having the ability, how can you anger others?" Bazin didn't have anything to taboo, "Honestly, without Sodros, I might have been gone, hehe." ”

"How?" Wang was just about to ask, but the snow cake finally hit the Bantu warrior.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! The soldier who had been hit staggered for a moment, then turned around in an instant and shouted a loud warning.

"Such a strong physical fitness, this speed of things smashed on the body, just by the flesh to carry down, I am a little curious about how these Bantu people do it." Bazin exclaimed, "I'll tell you what's going on later!" ”

Along the way, it is estimated that the old face of Orka, who is not less than Pinoxiu, can't hang up, but seeing that he jumped out directly, "Enemy attack, your uncle, enemy attack!" What Lao Tzu usually says! What about sentinels? You don't even have sentinels in place? If it weren't for snow, saber-toothed tigers, or mandrills, would you throw your lives away? ”

"Patriarch." The man who was hit touched his head embarrassedly.

"Patriarch, don't you know, the sentry has just gone to climb the snow wall."

"How can a saber-toothed tiger be so fast..."

……

The gossip made Orka's face green, and these Bantu warriors were strong, and their discipline was still a bit of a problem. "Shut up! Haojiro, Connor, you two go to the sentinels! ”

"Oh." The two named reluctantly walked towards the downwind where Bazin and Pinochio were, and looked back from time to time to see something.

"Patriarch, patriarch! There are outsiders! The two fools shouted after seeing Bazin and Pinosiu, they didn't expect that their patriarch had walked out of here, but their bodies quickly put on a defensive posture with their knees slightly bent, their left arm half extended, and their right arm slightly curled, which was a typical manifestation of conditioned reflexes greater than thinking ability.

Bazin was happy to see the hunt, and his fists clenched, and this way he could suffocate Bazin, who wanted to fight when he saw the beast, but was preempted by Orca, who wanted to show in front of Pinocchius. "Come on, point to point."

"Patriarch?!" The Bantu warrior named Kang Na shouted again, but he didn't know what magic there was in Xueya, and Orka, who had been steady, also stretched his neck along with the Bantu warriors and looked at it, completely forgetting that there were two other guests here.

"That's it." Bazin smiled, took the autumn leaves from his waist, handed them to Pinochus, who took a few steps back to show that he was not involved, then took off the cross, took two steps forward, put the cross on the ground, and then placed the bearskin coat on the part of the cross's support. Through the memories of some Northmar residents, Wang also knows that this ritual is the favorite way for the Bantu to gamble with the locals when they live in Northmar. This kind of exchange also comes with some small lottery heads, which is an effective way to resolve the cultural differences between the Bantu and Nosmar peoples.

Bazin has a large number of memories of the dead, but these memories are too complicated to use, it seems that Bazin, who learned that the Bantu tribe once lived in Northmar, used a lot of homework to find this memory of the Northmar people.

Of course, the age of this memory is a little old, and the owner of this memory lived in an era when Northmar was still a city belonging to the Duchy of Belmar, and now the Duchy of Belmar has fallen. Therefore, it is unknown whether the Bantu people still have this culture.

But seeing Connor's smiling face, he thought about it and hung the blanket around his waist on the other end of the cross. The Bantu people are simple, and they will definitely only take a lot more bets on the pressure, and they will not take advantage of the other party. At least in the Bantu, the contents of Connor's coat must have been able to change into such a bearskin coat.

The two of them put on a position, and the two of them who were very different in size fought to the flesh, although Bazin deliberately did not use blood to cheat, but although the physical fitness after strengthening his luck was not as good as these Bantu warriors, it was not much different.

In the end, Bazin threw Connor to the canvas with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw, and Connor simply conceded.

This made Wang still a little surprised, according to the memories of the Northmar people, these Bantu people have a very tenacious will to fight in the competition, even if they are seriously injured, they will not give up easily.

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