"I'm Glas, Nord warrior, this is a challenge to prove glory and courage, draw your weapon!"

In the gladiatorial arena, one of the three heroes who fought against Alduin thousands of years ago, the only female warrior Gruth was standing in front of Zhang Lin with a sword and shield in her hand.

Zhang Lin really didn't expect that these three guys, who had all become heroic spirits, would have to fight to make sure that Zhang Lin and the three of them had the strength to fight against Alduin, who had become more powerful in Songard.

There is no suspense in the battle between Keshia and the one-eyed Hakon, Hakon is far inferior to Keshia in both strength and dragon roar skills, and the little Lori confronts the magician old man Fedir, and as a result, the old man who is proficient in spells and melee combat is still holding his old waist with one hand for the priest in Valhalla to heal.

After seeing two exciting battles, the spectators on both sides of the arena were still full of Nord Heroes, and they were looking forward to the third showdown.

In order to fight fairly, Zhang Lin can't smash magic scrolls like he did before, and can only use his own strength, which is a real challenge for him.

"The Thieves' Guild, one of the new Nightingales, Zhang Lin, accepts your challenge." Silently put on the nightingale mask, Zhang Lin's face was completely covered, and the whole person suddenly gave people a feeling of being in the shadows.

"Oh!!"

Many heroic spirits in the audience had heard the rumors about the nightingale in the thieves' guild before their deaths, which meant that Zhang Lin was at least a master thief, and many people began to talk to each other, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

"Come on, master!" Little Lori stood outside the field, and I don't know where to get a broken flag and waved it, which made those heroic spirits who had seen Little Lori's violence before frequently look sideways.

Zhang Lin held the Nightingale Sword in one hand at this time, and in the other hand he held two elven flying knives, this combination of weapons made the heroic spirits who had been fighting all year round feel unprecedented, this was a fair battle, Zhang Lin did not hide his long-range attack methods.

Gras frowned slightly, although people like Ferdil often fought with a weapon in one hand and magic in the other, but those magic had preparation time, and people with rich combat experience could predict and dodge, before she saw Zhang Lin's attack, she couldn't make sure that she could dodge, and tightened her left hand holding the shield, she decided to fight in a conservative way.

Isgram, the administrator of Valhalla, walked to the main seat and signaled for the gladiatorial battle to begin, and after Zhang Lin and Glas saluted according to the Nord customs, the two sides opened a distance of 10 meters, and the battle officially began.

As soon as he started, Gras put his shield in front of him and made a defensive gesture with a slight bend of his knees, which was obviously meant to let Zhang Lin attack first.

The brilliance of the light body technique lit up, and a small whirlwind appeared under Zhang Lin's feet, and then he stepped on the ground, quickly approaching Geras, and every step fell silently, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of 10 meters and came to Geras.

The pitch-black Nightingale sword slashed across the air as if it were a line of ink, and Glas did not feel a trace of nervousness in the face of this blow, and steadily set up the shield to block Zhang Lin's sword.

However, the power from the sword was obviously far lower than Glas's expectations, and she originally wanted to directly block the counterattack after Zhang Lin's attack fell, and she felt that the shield pushed out against her sword slashed, and there was no impact at all.

And Zhang Lin jumped behind Glas with the accelerated script at this moment, this sword just now was just a false move, so he would not be stupid enough to play directly with an MT.

“biubiu~”

Two throwing knives came out of their hands and struck at Glas's unsuspecting back.

"Boom!"

As an experienced warrior, Glas could not be too bad in terms of on-the-spot adaptability, and at the moment when Zhang Lin passed by, he was on guard, and turned around in time, and the two flying knives did not enter the shield a few inches, almost breaking the shield.

"Yikes!"

Apparently, the knife pierced beyond Glas's expectations, and she was confident that the thick shield could even block the dragon's claws.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Zhang Lin was not discouraged, after all, before the end of the light body technique, speed was his biggest advantage, and he ignored a very important point because he did not have enough combat experience.

"Firth! Lo! Reach! ”

A ferocious roar roared from the mouth of the originally pleasant Glas, the Gounod heroine who also held the complete [Unrelieved Power].

The air mass that couldn't be avoided hit Zhang Lin's body, and a strong feeling of dizziness was suddenly generated, and the huge impact force made him lose his balance and retreat again and again, almost falling to the ground.

At this time, Gras, who swept down the two daggers on the shield with a sword, put the shield on his shoulder, and a whistling wind sounded, rushing straight towards Zhang Lin, who had not had time to recover.

As long as such a menacing charge hits Zhang Lin, there is a chance that his physical strength will make him lose his ability to fight.

Zhang Lin, who was dizzy, unconsciously blessed himself with luck, and a small rainbow flashed overhead.

But when he was about to come into close contact with Glas's shield, he slipped as if he was suddenly stepping on a banana peel, and the whole person lay on the ground.

The shield impact that was supposed to happen turned out to be Zhang Lin kicked out by Grath, who was rushing too fast.

Although it still hurts to be kicked, it's still much better than slapping your face with a shield.

Not only was Glass a little unable to react to this unexpected situation, but the Heroic Spirits in the audience let out a burst of exclamation.

After rolling a few laps, Zhang Lin also recovered from the aftermath of the dragon's roar, quickly got up, held his somewhat sore waist with one hand, and then a burst of white light appeared on his body and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Zhang Lin, whose mana had just recovered to the point where he could use the invisibility technique, entered the stealth state without hesitation.

After being blessed by Noktunar, Zhang Lin's invisibility technique has an enhanced effect, that is, he will be delayed by three seconds when attacking, and the damage he receives will be greatly reduced when he is invisible or hiding in the shadows.

Zhang Lin's disappearance made the charge shield attack fail, and Glas, who wanted to continue to make up the knife, made a move, and carefully returned to the state of defending on the spot.

In Glas's conventional cognition, the invisibility technique will appear when attacking, no matter whether Zhang Lin's next attack is a close-range or a long-range attack with a throwing knife, she has the confidence to block at the moment of the opponent's attack, and this combat instinct has so far only failed to the overly powerful Alduin, causing her to lose her life.

But this time, Gras may be disappointed again.

Two flying knives flew from the front at high speed without disguise, Glas raised her shield to block, and then the weapon in her right hand was about to pursue Zhang Lin who appeared, but what caught her off guard was that Zhang Lin's figure did not appear at all, and the next second two flying knives appeared from her left side, she blocked successfully as quickly, just when she thought that Zhang Lin would appear on her left this time, the slowly emerging nightingale sword was on her neck.

In three seconds, Zhang Lin diverted Gress's attention through two throwing knives, and then quickly came to Gress's back with the light body technique bonus that was about to disappear, and when he appeared, the battle was over.

"Oh, win!" Little Lori was the first to shout, and then all kinds of war cries expressing excitement sounded in the audience.

Grass lowered his weapon and conceded defeat. Although the heroic spirits of the Nords like to see hard-fought and bloody battles the most, they will not be disgusted by Zhang Lin's victory in the way of thieves, after all, he did not use any indiscriminate means in battle.