Two days later, in the morning, in the small square of Ishta, a group of people gathered there, looking at the seven young girls dressed in different clothes, some of them were tall, naked upper bodies, some were pale, full of white hair, and some were dressed in animal skins, wearing the head of the beast on their heads, and the one who was at the head was nearly two meters tall, although not as tall as the nearly three-meter giant next to him, but also much taller than the others, at this time he was wearing armor, holding a scepter in his hand, plus short pale blonde hair with gold and silver eyes, He looks extraordinarily handsome.

Mayor Mare was standing in front of them at this time.

"I don't want to say anything more than that, but you know what you're shouldering. I have only one sentence to say now. ”

"Send Diablo back to his hellish home!" The old man roared loudly, "Death will do it for me!" ”

"Yes!" The seven of them replied loudly.

"Very well," the old man nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the young man in the lead, "Modi Seattle, you are the paladin in this team, and you will be on the team this time-"

"Wait a minute!" The old man's words were interrupted, and two men stepped forward.

Bruce, the representative of the barbarians, and Jacob, the representative of the druids, pointed directly at Mo Wen and shouted, "Seattle, there is a kind of battle between you and Lao Tzu here, and if you win, Lao Tzu will listen to you from now on, if you lose, don't want to command me." ”

"That's right, the captain shouldn't just come according to the profession, the key is also to look at the strength." Jacob spoke.

And among the remaining people, the assassin Motaya still had a cold face and didn't care about anything, while the witch Anna looked at Mo Wen with a calm face and thoughtful, and the necromancer Dis was a little eager to try, but then sighed, although there is no relationship between the seven professions, but the necromancer generally suffers when he encounters a paladin, especially now, he has neither a corpse nor a skeleton in his hands, and if he goes up, it is just a fool. Lillian, on the other hand, raised her longbow without saying a word, aiming it at Bruce.

Mo Wen grabbed her, and then looked at Jacob and Bruce, "Okay, no problem, I can give you two a chance to challenge me, if I lose, give up the captain's position, but if you lose, you have to be honest and obedient." ”

Mo Wen glanced at the remaining few people again, and stopped at Des, "It's the same for a few of you, but there is only one chance, if you lose, be obedient to me!" ”

Originally, seeing that a few people had made a fuss before they set off, the old mayor's brows were furrowed, and then seeing Mo Wen deal with it like this, he nodded with satisfaction again, and quietly asked Xisai, who was standing behind him, "Xisai, how is Seattle's strength?" Can they beat Bruce? ”

Xisai's expression was very strange, and after a while, he said to the old mayor: "Don't worry, Modi won't lose." ”

The barbarian patriarch on the other side snorted, "Bruce has been taught by me personally in the past few years, and he has honed himself desperately in order to defeat Modi, I don't believe he will lose!" ”

Then he muttered in a low voice, "That damn imp, traitor!" Now it's up to him what to do, leaving the great barbarian inheritance・・・・・・・ there will always be a day when he regrets it! "Obviously, Mo Wen is still angry about changing to a paladin.

The old mayor and Cissey looked at each other, and then had to smile bitterly.

On the other hand, they have already fought each other.

Mo Wen picked up the unopened training sword handed over by others, and hooked his fingers at Bruce and Jacob, "You two go together!" ”

"Seattle, are you humiliating me!"

"I don't need to!"

Two shouts erupted at the same time, and then a wolf howl was heard, and Jacob was the first to turn into an upright white giant wolf and pounced.

His speed was very fast, and between scurrying left and right, he approached Mo Wen, and his two claws shining with cold light slashed down on Mo Wen's chest.

With a bang, Mo Wen easily blocked this move with the shield in his hand, and then lifted it hard, and the giant wolf was pushed back a few steps.

"A druid still wants to play melee with me, and there is a limit to looking down on people!"

Jacob's face is not very good-looking, although the paladin is a profession that prefers melee combat, but the melee ability of the druid is not weak after his transformation, he is still two years older than Mo Wen, but under one blow, he is far inferior to the other party.

Jacob took a step back, and with a wave of his hand, three giant wolves glowing with light appeared beside him, and then at some point, another vine appeared on the ground, and the last one was a crow.

A druid's summoning ability.

Mo Wen looked at these animals in front of him is a pleasure, it really looks like a circus. "All ready?"

Jacob waved his hand, and the animals immediately pounced on Mo Wen.

But Mo Wen was faster, and after hearing a soft drink, the figure disappeared in place, rushing over like a gust of wind.

Paladin's third-order skill charge.

With a super high speed, Mo Wen's sword smashed the head of the crow that he couldn't dodge, and the blood suddenly splattered in all directions.

The three giant wolves pounced towards Mo Wen, but only to see a cold light flash, and the three giant wolves were hit at the same time and were smashed by Mo Wen's training sword.

With a whimper, the three giant wolves were smashed out like cannonballs, crawling on the ground and unable to stand up again.

"Passionate!" His summoned beast was half solved in the blink of an eye, Jacob's pupils shrank, and then he ordered the vines to wrap up, and he took another step back and lifted the transformation.

The blunt sword in Mo Wen's hand suffered a little bit against the vines, he smashed the other party a few times, although he made a lot of juice, but the vines seemed to be able to hold on for a while, and even prepared to turn around and bite towards Mo Wen.

'Humph! With a cold snort, a stream of blood qi surged from Mo Wen's body to his sword, and under the wrapping of blood qi, the blunt sword seemed to be sharpened.

With a swing of the blood-colored sword, Jacob's vines were sliced in two.

Sacrifice! Paladin's first-order combat skill.

A roaring giant bear appeared where Jacob had just been, and with a twist of its body, it lunged towards Mo Wen.

Looking at the clumsy giant bear, Mo Wen just smiled, and with a flash of his body, he dodged the two giant claws of the giant bear, and then a shield hit the giant bear's head, and then the second and third blows.

The bear was hit again and again, and finally knocked unconscious, fell to the ground and changed back to Jacob's appearance.

"Wonderful!" The old mayor's eyes flashed, "Charge!" Sincerely! At the age of sixteen, you can master these third-order combat skills so proficiently, Xisai, you really have a good apprentice! ”

"What's good!" Before Xisai could reply, the barbarian elder on the side interjected, "It's not that the druid is too wasteful, Bai has grown so big that he hasn't even mastered a third-order skill, and he deserves to be knocked out." ”

Elder Druid's face turned green, but then he sighed again, although Jacob can be regarded as a genius in normal times, but at this time, it is indeed a little unsightly.

Hirai glanced at the barbarian, "More praise from adults, but this is not all the strength of this kid, we paladins are not the kind of barbarians who can only rely on their bodies to eat!" ”

"What did you say!" The old patriarch jumped up and was about to start a fight with Hissai.

On the other side, the old mayor was thoughtful, what else did the paladin have besides melee skills? Of course it's aura, whether it's attacking aura or defending aura, it's enough to increase the paladin's strength by one level, he originally thought that Mo Wen could master martial arts so skillfully, and he must not be very good at aura, but it seems that he may be able to look forward to it.

In the middle of the field, Bruce walked out, he didn't even look at Jacob who fell to the ground, but stared at Mo Wen deadly.

Holding the two training two-handed swords in his hands, he threw his head back and roared.

"Come on! Seattle, I want you to see how powerful the barbarians are! With his roar, an invisible force seemed to converge on him, and his skin seemed to harden.

Shout: Warns of imminent danger and increases defense

Then Bruce jumped to his feet and slashed towards Mo Wen.

Mo Wen took a step back slightly, dodging Bruce's blow, although without mastering the skill of jumping attack, Bruce's blow was no different from the usual blow, but Mo Wen didn't want to take a hit.

The two two-handed swords slashed incessantly, and the barbarian's two-handed swing allowed Bruce to play to the fullest, almost without stopping, smashing on Mo Wen's shield, causing him to keep back.

Dangdang, like the sound of striking iron sounded in the square, and everyone was suppressed by Bruce's fierceness for a while.

The two giant swords, which required ordinary people to hold with both hands, were smashed into each other like straw by Bruce.

"Haha!" The barbarian patriarch just smiled proudly, and he glanced at Xisai, "It's still our barbarian's best martial arts, and I said that one day that kid will regret it." ”

Hirsai did not refute, but gave him a sympathetic look.

"Seattle, I said that one day I would make you pay, you give me defeat!" Bruce's sword was raised in the air, and then slammed into Mo Wen.

An invisible wave came from Mo Wen's shield, and Mo Wen only felt a burst of dizziness, and a nauseous feeling surged from his stomach.

"Stun!" Mo Wen reacted immediately and immediately stepped back.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too slow, and his shield was knocked off by Bruce at once.

Looking at Mo Wen, who had lost his shield, Bruce's eyes showed an excited light, and the weapon in his hand was raised, killing Mo Wen again.

"Seattle, eat me!"