Chapter 39: The Red Tiger

The challenger walked to the front desk, and the firelight on the wall shone into his face, causing the surrounding audience to exclaim, and they all avoided it.

"It's the Red Tiger, the famous villain of the docklands, Tarrant, you need to be careful", the mouthcatcher shark shouted at Tarrant from outside the ring.

"Red Tiger?" Tarrant's face was full of questions, "It's not like a human name", he couldn't see the challenger's face clearly, but he felt a lot of pressure from the opponent's body shape, he was still two sizes bigger than Tarrant in armor, like a moving fortress.

"He's not human......"

The challenger walked to the top of the ring, jumped down, and landed next to the halfling, who fell to the ground in shock, staring at him in a daze, unable to speak with his mouth wide open, and the halfling was as insignificant as a pebble in front of him.

Tarrant saw his face clearly, the rough lines and rugged countenance, the two fangs against his lips, making the lower half of the other's face bulge, ugly and a little crazy, looking like such an orc, I am afraid that his people will not be able to accept him.

Red Tiger picked up the little guy on the ground, "Can you start?"

The poor halfling trembled and said tremblingly, "It's still ...... Still...... Also ask about the sea ...... Dolphin Ride ...... Knight", the fluent host just now stammered in a blink of an eye.

Red Tiger threw the halfling at Tarrant, "Dolphin Boy, accept the challenge!"

The halfling rolled at Tarrant's feet, "Ride...... Knight, will you accept his challenge?"

The audience shouted "Beat him!" They just wanted to see one of the two people on the field carried down, preferably in several parts, and they didn't care which one it was.

The situation was a little unfair to Tarrant, his right arm was already injured and he couldn't hold the sword, the strength of his left fist was not high, and his ability to resist blows was calculated by the opponent's body shape, even if Tarrant hit him in the head, it would not be as easy as he had just dealt with the mage, he needed time to recover the strength of his right arm.

The hesitant expression made Red Tiger laugh, "Dolphin boy, what are you waiting for! It's too late to escape now! You can roll off from me like a heavy knight!"

"Accept the challenge!" "Accept the challenge!" The slogan sounded again, and everyone shouted for Tarrant, making Tarrant's feelings gradually rise, like the magic of the horn of Tingwu Mountain, making people forget the fear of failure, Tarrant raised his left hand, "I accept your challenge!"

The halfling cringed and walked between the two, "So...... The game is officially on!"

The Red Tiger didn't wait for the halfling to finish speaking, and rushed to Tarrant from the top of the halfling's head in two steps, a full head taller than Tarrant, and his absolute visual superiority made him feel at ease to attack, and his right fist beckoned to Tarrant's chest.

The orc's steps exceeded Tarrant's expectations, he didn't expect the other party to launch a melee attack within two steps, and he didn't have time to make any dodge The chest had already received a heavy blow, the armor made a "click" sound, and the whole person fell off the line and slipped out of two steps, Tarrant felt that his chest was tightly pressed, and when he looked down, he found a clear fist mark on the armor.

The power of terror is not the cushion of the armor, the ribs may be broken, Tarrant coughed twice and crawled back, he regretted the decision made 5 seconds ago, it was too impulsive to accept this challenge, and the difference in strength was huge.

The red tiger stood in place, thumping his chest hard, and howling like a beast, "Boy, stand up!"

Tarrant adjusted his breathing and staggered to his feet, before he could make a defensive stance, the Red Tiger rushed in front of him, two palm-haired hands grabbed Tarrant's shoulders, lifted him above his head, and threw him hard against the opposite wall.

Tarrant felt like he was wrapped in an iron bucket and couldn't resist at all, and when he hit the wall, he almost thought his spine was broken, his face down motionless, and the air he exhaled was full of fishy smell.

The audience was boiling, and the audience had already changed sides, standing on the side of the Red Tiger in unison, shouting: "End him!

Red Tiger walked up to Tarrant, "Stand up!"

Tarrant was lying on the ground, he couldn't even use the strength to stand up, he had to find a way, he didn't want to be crumpled and thrown outside like garbage by the red tiger, his hand reached into the spirit pattern bag, hoping to find a bargaining chip for the counterattack.

"Red Tiger, what are you waiting for, crush him!" a shrill voice sounded from the audience.

The Red Tiger grabbed Tarrant's shoulders and lifted him up, their faces looking at each other closely, the orc's eyes hidden deep in their hair, emitting only a faint glitter, and it was the gaze of the predatory beast.

Tarrant touched a test tube-shaped thing, he was dizzy at the moment, and he couldn't remember when he had put this shape of artifact in the spirit pattern bag, he took it out, it was "Tarrant I", the failed work.

Red Tiger stared at him and laughed loudly: "Dolphin boy, it's too late for you to take your medicine now." ”

Maybe...... This is the only way to rely on this, if the power-boosting ingredient in the potion works, and he doesn't faint immediately after drinking it, Tarrant will be able to fight back!

"Oh, let me guess, is it a transformation potion or a healing potion?" Red Tiger's expression contorted, unable to tell whether he was laughing or crying, he let go of his left hand and grabbed Tarrant's test tube, not intending to give Tarrant any chance.

The hairy hand wrapped the potion, and no matter how hard Tarrant tried, he couldn't break free, and the test tube immediately shattered under the squeezing, and the liquid splashed on the hands of the two, and the last hope was lost.

Red Tiger threw away Tarrant, turned around and raised his hands and shouted at the audience, "Who's going to challenge me!" He already recognized himself as the winner, and the audience boiled together to celebrate the birth of the winner.

The red liquid ran down the Red Tiger's raised arm, "What is this, boy?", without answering, the Red Tiger stretched out his fat tongue and licked the liquid off his hand, "It tastes good, ah, is there anything else?" he taunted the knight on the ground.

Already desperate, Tarrant looked at the orc in amazement, and he actually licked the type I potion, the effect of the potion ...... Tarrant prayed that the potion would work steadily, and he only had to wait for a while, and he kindled his hope and rolled over to prop up his upper limbs.

From the change in the audience, Red Tiger noticed Tarrant's movements, "Do you still want to be beaten, then get up, Red Tiger is not interested in the bed bugs lying on the ground!"

It didn't seem to work, Tarrant got up again, delayed a little time, and had to make sure that the winner was himself, he slowly stepped back, keeping his distance from the Red Tiger, "I haven't conceded defeat yet, you have to defeat me before you can accept the next challenge." ”

"Hahaha, poor little human being, don't you think it's bad enough to be beaten", he clenched his hands into fists and laughed.

Before it worked, Tarrant was so anxious that the battle would end when the Red Tiger attacked again, he recalled the process of the potion taking effect in the afternoon, and after he drank it, the mage only said "Come and try to break this brick", there is nothing else, do you need a spell, Tarrant has no other choice but to try this ridiculous idea, and shouted at the Red Tiger: "Come and try to break this brick!"

The audience was silent, the audience looked at each other, and no one understood what they meant.

"What are you talking about!" Red Tiger was furious, he felt fooled by Tarrant, he didn't like it.

This time it's really over, looking at the other party's bruised muscles, Tarrant swallowed a mouthful of saliva stiffly, the only prop that can win is on the ground more than a dozen steps away behind the red tiger, there is no time to pick up the sword, he needs to run fast, Tarrant waits for the opportunity to be distracted by the red tiger.

The two fists of the orc were pressed together, the glory of the orc warrior was not allowed to be mocked by humans, he decided to shred Tarrant, the red tiger took a step, suddenly, the center of gravity was slightly unbalanced, he didn't understand what was going on, and what was even more strange was that there was a faint ghosting in front of him, his fist was slowly loosening, he blinked a few times hard, and the ghost became more and more strict.

Tarrant noticed the orc's abnormality, it must have worked, he took a bold step forward, the orc did not attack, and his eyes under his hair were no longer sharp.

When it was time to fight back, Tarrant ran fast and smashed his left fist into the Red Tiger in the face with the impact force.

The red tiger only felt a slight leaning back, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the ground, weak, and suddenly seemed to see a pair of feet standing on the side of his head, his paws flapping those feet weakly, and his consciousness slowly disappeared.

The audience was as silent as death, and for a long time, a voice quietly asked, "What's the matter?"

No one dared to say that Red Tiger lost, they were discerning the situation on the field, and everyone understood that it was impossible for anyone to knock down Red Tiger with even a punch from any monster, and they were waiting for Red Tiger to get back on his feet.

The halfling man standing in the boxing arena was also at a loss, Tarrant only punched his left fist just now, there was no reason for the red tiger to faint, he carefully ran to Tarrant's side, checked the orcs on the ground, motionless, his eyes were closed, he shouted loudly: "Fainted!"

As eight halfling attendants carried the Red Tiger off the ring, the scene boiled out of control for a while, everyone shouted "Dolphin Knight", and some excited spectators threw copper and gold coins into the boxing arena to reward the magical match tonight.

The cheers lasted for a few minutes, making Tarrant's eardrums ache, and he leaned on the edge of the ring wearily, the mouthcatcher patting him on the shoulder, "You made me a rich man, I bet on you three times in a row, turning 1 gold coin into 50 gold coins, I should bet myself into it." ”

"So much?" Tarrant didn't know that boxing matches could make money, but he knew that if he bet the 9,700 gold coins on his body, he would now be able to earn hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and he would be able to be a rich man again.

"If you go on, 50 gold coins can become 100 gold coins", the mouth shark laughed greedily, "How about it, dolphin knight, go ahead, we'll split it into threes, you and I will seven." ”

The mouth-grabbing shark had already planned to use Tarrant to make money, Tarrant was very disdainful of this kind of guy, he turned his face and saw the halfling running over, "Dolphin Rider, are you going to rest now or accept the next challenge?"

"He accepts the challenge", the mouthfish shouted loudly without waiting for Tarrant to reply, his voice was heard by the whole audience, and Tarrant had no way out.

The halfling excitedly announced to the audience, "Dolphin Knight has decided to take on the next challenge!"

The sound gradually calmed down, and after a long time, no one stood up, and the halfling continued to ask, "Does no one dare to challenge the Dolphin Rider!"

There was still no one to stand up, and the fighter who knocked down the Red Tiger with one punch, if he cherished his life, he should not continue to challenge him.

"So, tonight's winner is our Dolphin Rider!"

The audience burst into applause.

Tarrant pulled the halfling closer, "Can I get my badge?"

"Badge, you mean ......" Of course, the halfling knew which badge it was, but he didn't dare to confirm it, and few people wanted to get that badge.

"Pirate badge. ”

"I'm afraid not, knight," said the halfling, embarrassed, "and there are still some formalities to get that badge." ”