Arriving at the Pirate Tavern at dinner time, Tarrant thought that the patrons here would be different from last night's, but it turned out that the scene from last night continued to play out almost unchanged, and the sailors were still immersed in the desire for alcohol, as if it had never stopped, and time had no real meaning to them.

There was a body lying on the floor in the doorway, and the floor around him was littered with his vomit, the strong sour smell was disgusting, but no one was going to move him, Tarrant held his breath and stepped over the body to the bar.

The gargoyle armor attracted the attention of many drunks, and a sailor pointed at Tarrant with a wine bottle, "What is this? Gargoyleon?" The high decibel voice attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern, and the sailor continued to laugh at the sarcasm, "You're here to challenge the Dolphin Knight? It's ridiculous, he can break your armor with one punch, you know, like this", he gestured into the air.

The drunks let out an unconscious cheer together, and they like to heckle or heckle along with it.

Tarrant felt miserable for them, worthless lives, purposeless lives, a group of people who lost themselves in confusion, and if the Psivacs caught them, they might not suck their brains, because they only had alcohol in their heads.

He walked over to the only sober man in the tavern, the waiter, "Rontena." ”

The waiter poured him a large glass of wine and said, "The dolphin knights also drink this, do all the knights like to drink this now?"

Turnney is just a refreshing drink, while dragon wine is very strong, and if you drink too much, you will be sluggish, Tarrant rarely touches that thing, he needs to sober himself, and another reason is that dragon wine will numb the feeling of the tongue, and the more you drink, the more addictive it becomes, and finally lose consciousness, which is no different from "Tarrant Type I".

Tarrant took off his helmet, "Yes, I like to drink this wine." ”

The waiter was very wolfy, "Sorry, I didn't recognize it, you weren't wearing this yesterday......" He filled another glass for Tarrant, "I ask you, I wish you a badge." ”

Looking at the flattery on the waiter's face, Tarrant raised his glass, "Definitely." ”

One of the sailors recognized Tarrant and exclaimed, "It's Dolphin Rider!

The atmosphere in the tavern exploded, and the sailors filled their glasses with wine and raised their glasses to Tarrant, and a figure squeezed out of it, it was a mouthfish, "Brother, I didn't recognize this armor today, and I was worried that you wouldn't come." ”

"There was a good reason for me to consider running away, but unfortunately I didn't", Tarrant drank Rontenay, "Can I go down?"

"Of course, as long as there are people in the tavern, the fight will take place, and we go. ”

The crowd was already full, and even the aisles were standing in a dense crowd, twice as many as last night, and they were chatting enthusiastically about "Dolphin Knight" and "Night Samurai", and the two knights who fought hard in the boxing world were left out in the cold.

The mouthcatcher took two positions in the front row, and he patted Tarrant's armor, "This armor is in much better condition than last night's, you retained your strength last night." ”

Tarrant ignored it, he looked at the two fighters in the ring, the gray armored man was obviously sharper, but he kept doing a proper resistance without attacking, deliberately delaying time.

After a few rounds of parrying, the Grey Warrior slashed through the armor on his opponent's chest with a single sword, finally attracting the attention of the audience, and he then kicked the opponent down, and when he was about to stab the next sword, the unlucky opponent surrendered, and the Grey Warrior immediately stopped attacking, as if he already knew the outcome.

The halfling walked to the middle of the boxing ring, "The Grayfish Warrior has won again, after ......" he looked at the time, "Twenty minutes of fierce confrontation, the Grayfish Warrior won the third victory, what a rare warrior!"

The audience clapped their hands twice, and tonight they didn't want to see the Sea Life Riders Show.

In Tarrant's opinion, the battle just now was not a "fierce confrontation" as the halfling man said, and the Grayfish warrior had been preserving his body, and his combat effectiveness was by no means as weak as the table on the stage.

The halfling raised his hands and asked loudly, "Is there anyone else to challenge?"

The Greyfish Warrior walked up to him, leaned over and said a few words, then he looked in the direction of Tarrant and stared.

The halfling looked excited, "The Greyfish Warrior has stated his goal, challenge the Dolphin Rider!" Whistles rang out everywhere in the audience, they didn't mind another idiot being beaten flat by the Dolphin Rider, and the Halfling continued, "Is the Dolphin Rider here!"

People looked at each other, looking for the focus of last night, the warrior in the white concave fist print armor.

At this time, there was a challenger, and Tarrant vaguely felt that there was some deliberate arrangement in it, and the Grayfish Warrior had been keeping his body just now, and it was very likely that he was waiting for him to fight.

The predator shark grabbed the sailor suit, "This gray fish warrior is here for you, he didn't exert all his strength in the battle just now, you will definitely lose a lot of body to defeat him, do you want me to get him?"

The gray fish on the stage looked directly at Tarrant, although he couldn't see his eyes, but he clearly identified the goal, this was a challenge to the knight's honor, Tarrant stood up and raised his giant sword, "Dolphin Knight accepts your challenge!"

The eyes of the audience focused on the stone statue armor, and the people let out a sigh of surprise, and the halfling pointed to Tarrant, "Last night's warrior has arrived! He accepted the challenge! Welcome him to the court!" The audience burst into deafening applause.

Tarrant stepped into the ring, and the halfling shouted, "Our knight appears today with a new look, he must be ready for the battle that is about to take place, let's look forward to his wonderful performance", he stood between the two, "Are you ready? The fight will start soon!"

The Greyfish warrior on the opposite side nodded, and the halfling quickly ran out of the ring after shouting the start, and the fight began.

The Greyfish warrior was not in a hurry to attack, he immediately took a defensive stance, just like the one he had just seen in the battle, calmly waiting for Tarrant's attack.

Tarrant swings his greatsword sideways, scrutinizing his opponent's posture for weaknesses in his defenses. He had to take into account that the battle with the Night Samurai needed to save the body, and he couldn't use up too much energy on this gray fish, so he had to solve the battle as much as he could.

The two looked at each other, neither of them taking a step first, and the Greyfish Warrior's strategy was clearly to defend to the end, and he looked at Tarrant in a fixed posture, as if he had been hit by a static spell. Tarrant slowly took a step forward, the other party remained still, this situation can only be a waste of time, Tarrant clenched his greatsword and sprinted forward, he attacked!

The Greatsword's direct stab was easy to block, and it was just Tarrant's tentative attack, and he needed to judge the Greyfish Warrior's fighting ideas. The Greyfish Warrior Sword Vertical Block took a step back after cutting the attack angle of the giant sword, quickly widening the distance, and immediately resuming his defensive stance.

Very tight defense, the other party has studied the attack of the giant sword, as long as you keep a distance, it will be much easier to resist the attack of the giant sword, and another obvious place is that the gray fish cherishes his body very much, and only slightly cuts the attack angle of the giant sword, and does not even think about counterattacking, this is a difficult opponent. Tarrant needed a complete offensive step, fast and dense, so that the Greyfish didn't have time to catch his breath to disrupt his defensive stance, and he strode forward again, his greatsword stabbing straight ahead.

Grayfish's long sword swept through, cutting off the attack, and this round was like a repetition of the defense just now, and he took a step back. The Greyfish Warrior also knew that the Dolphin Knight would choose to keep the body lì tactic, and when Tarrant's greatsword stabbed straight for the third time, he was not affected, and stuck to the defensive strategy to block the greatsword.

Tarrant expected this result, the giant sword kept stabbing straight ahead, and the opponent's long sword kept slashing and retreating, and after Tarrant stabbed several times, the gray fish retreated to the wall, and there was no way back.

As Tarrant expected, the range of boxing is limited, and a few stabs can force him into a corner, although the first round of attacks will cost him a lot more, but it will be easier to force the opponent into a corner, and the giant sword that stabs straight through it suddenly changes direction, and slashes down at the shoulder of the gray fish.

The gray fish warrior habitually took out his sword to cut off the offensive, and suddenly found that the direction of the giant sword had changed, he urgently raised the sword across his shoulder, and the two swords collided violently in the air, the arm strength of the gray fish warrior did not have time to call back, and was pressed against the wall by the giant sword, Tarrant won with one move, and his arms continued to exert force, reflecting the advantage of the giant sword in the oppression, and the long sword of the gray fish slowly leaned towards himself.

The two helmets were less than half a meter apart, and Tarrant could see the gray eyes in the other helmet, and he leaned slightly towards the gray fish, adding some of the weight of his body to the pressure.

The Greyfish Warrior was in a very difficult situation, he was pressed by the greatsword and could not dodge, the pressure on his arm became stronger and stronger, he began to be unable to resist, his sword had already touched the armor on his shoulder, and his knee slammed into Tarrant in an attempt to force Tarrant back.

In a melee stalemate, it is a common trick to open up the distance with a knee attack, Tarrant has long been prepared, his armor can withstand this kind of Cheng Dù's attack, and he doesn't need to pay attention to it at all, but when the opponent transfers the power to the knee, it will weaken the strength of the upper limbs, Tarrant took the opportunity to exert his strength again, and the giant sword pushed the opponent's long sword into the armor, making a "gurgling" friction sound.

Greyfish kept hitting Tarrant's abdomen with his knee, only to find that Tarrant was as unharmed as a stone statue, and his body was being depleted sharply as he resisted, and his breathing rhythm became disrupted.

Keeping it in this state, the long sword will sink into the armor and shave off the entire arm of the gray fish, the situation has been controlled, as long as the other party surrenders now, Tarrant can stop the bloody incident, he is waiting for the other party to speak.

Unfortunately, the Greyfish Warrior didn't seem to have this intention, his long sword suddenly let go, his body squatted down, and he grabbed Tarrant's lower limbs and rushed backwards.

Tarrant's greatsword slashed straight into the wooden wall, smashing it firmly and causing him to fall to the ground with the impact on his lower limbs, crushed by the gray fish.

The weapons in both hands were already flying off, and the gray fish took advantage of the brief advantage to swing a fist into Tarrant's face, the fist hit the stone defender's helmet with no effect but a crisp sound, Tarrant grabbed the opponent's arms, rolled over and drove him down, he got up and reached for the greatsword on the wall.

The Greyfish Warrior behind him pounced and hugged Tarrant, his current defensive strategy had completely failed, and he had completely lost his initial calm, Tarrant responded with an elbow, knocking the Greyfish Warrior's helmet away, and the Greyfish fell to the ground.

Tarrant drew his greatsword, and when he turned to swing it, he was surprised to see a young face, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he urgently put away the greatsword.

The warrior on the ground gasped, his right hand still trying to reach for the sword.

Stubborn fellow, Tarrant stepped on his sword, "Surrender!"

The Greyfish Warrior didn't speak, he staggered to his feet with his hands on the ground, looked directly at Tarrant, and swung his fist again.

Tarrant dodged sideways, smacking the hilt of his sword on his cheek.

Grayfish was knocked to the ground, and he gasped, "I know I'm no match for you. ”

"Well done," Tarrant didn't want to continue to be violent, "you're already like a warrior." ”

"As long as I can continue, I won't stop," he said, bracing his arms on the ground and standing up.

This situation made Tarrant sigh, "Surrender." "This opponent's will is as tenacious as Tarrant's in Tinvorshan, but after all, there is a difference in strength, and Tarrant does not intend to let him win.

"Dolphins like fish, right?"

With a word for no reason, Tarrant looked at the young man on the ground suspiciously, "What?"

"In the eyes of fishermen, small fish are just bait to catch dolphins. ”