The Night Warrior's attack was originally just a tentative attack, but unexpectedly, Tarrant did not block but rushed straight over, at this moment his mind paused, the long sword in his hand maintained its original trajectory, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind, and he still couldn't explain why Tarrant lost the greatsword.

Taking advantage of the other party's delay, Tarrant rushed past the attack distance of the long sword, and his right arm suddenly tightened, holding the night knight's arm.

It wasn't until this moment that a consciousness suddenly flashed through the Night Samurai's mind, and he understood Tarrant's intentions, but unfortunately his right arm had been captured, and he held Tarrant's armor with his left hand in an attempt to pull out his right hand.

Tarrant clamped his right arm and turned outward, his left hand pincering the Night Warrior's wrist.

A sharp pain came from the joint of his arm, and the Night Warrior let out a scream and let go of the five fingers of his right hand, and his right wrist was clasped and he lost consciousness.

Tarrant let go of his hand and turned around, sword in hand.

Blocking the Riding Blade Technique, a Jedi counterattack technique, the technique of clamping down on the opponent's joints to seize the weapon, Tarrant has been training for a long time, and the success rate against opponents who do not wear armor is very high, and the wild adventures in recent years have made him almost forget this move.

The excitement of the sword snatching made the audience's blood surge, and the audience raised their fists together and shouted "Dolphin Rider!" The part that supported the dark night was drowned out.

The Night Warrior's face was already twisted together in pain, and he held the joint of his right arm with his left hand, hunched back, and cursed loudly, "Bastard!"

Tarrant raised the long sword in his hand, slightly purple, with a strange reflection under the light of the fire, he waved it diagonally, and a strong sound of breaking the air sounded, "I can accept your surrender!"

The other party was slightly relieved from the pain, "I ......" His eyebrows were twisted together, very hesitant.

Tarrant waits for a peaceful end.

The night warrior's right hand consciousness slowly recovered, and his five fingers could be retracted, he straightened up, "I ......" his right hand suddenly reached into his pocket and took out a thin dagger and threw it over, accompanied by the second half of the sentence...... Never surrender!"

The dagger came very suddenly, Tarrant hurriedly swung it with his sword, unexpectedly, he forgot that he was holding a long sword instead of a one-handed greatsword, the difference in blade width made the skills of the two weapons very different in use, the dagger passed through the longsword defense, and stabbed straight into the scratch on his chest!

Pinprick pain, a trace of blood spilling from the armor, Tarrant pulled out the dagger, the wound was not deep, only the muscles were cut, he pressed the wound with his left hand, the sword staggered back two steps, for some reason, his feet were a little numb.

"Be so merciful, knight, do you always like to wait for your enemies to surrender", the Night Warrior walked towards Tarrant, "Do this to Greyfish, and do it to me, out of knightly virtue? Should you learn a lesson and know how I am invincible? As long as you have no mercy for your enemies and let them fear you, you will never be defeated!" he shook his right hand, his joints still aching.

Tarrant's arm also began to go numb, he stretched out his five fingers and closed them tightly, he didn't feel it, there was paralyzing toxin on the dagger! he was about to end the fight before his whole body was paralyzed, Tarrant clenched his sword.

"Do you feel numb in your hands and feet, right away, your whole body will be unconscious, and you will never wake up again", the Night Samurai walked up to Tarrant, not at all worried that Tarrant would attack with his sword, he was very sure of his poison.

The toxin had taken effect, and Tarrant's legs began to tremble, unable to move, helpless against the enemies standing in front of him, and his psic bag contained paralyzing potions, but at the moment his arms were no longer at his disposal.

The Night Warrior calmly took the sword from Tarrant's hand, "Are you ready, knight?"

The crowd stopped, the focus of the audience was on the sword of the night, and the supporters on both sides were not sure of the outcome, their bets would soon come to fruition, and the heaviest moment of the night was coming.

Without the support of his sword, Tarrant was on the verge of falling, and he had only one last hope, the Stone Guardian, to make the user a stone guard, and the believers did not say whether it would be resistant to the effects of the toxin, Tarrant closed his eyes, and may Maxine protect him.

The armor of the stone statue glowed with a blue-gray luster, and the sound in his ears suddenly all subsided, Tarrant looked at his hands in surprise, clenching his fists freely, but he couldn't touch them at all, as if these hands no longer belonged to him, and the sense of existence in his whole body quickly weakened, as if the soul was controlling someone else's body, this feeling was too supernatural.

The night warrior standing in front of Tarrant showed a look of surprise, he raised his sword between the two, opened his mouth to say something, Tarrant didn't hear it, at this moment he couldn't receive any information from the outside world except for vision, and he didn't know whether to say that the paralysis disappeared or fell into a state of complete paralysis.

Facing the gargoyle warrior, the night warrior looked overwhelmed, he didn't know what the blue-gray luster meant, he could only keep his defensive posture still, the effect of the toxin should still be there, he hesitated whether to continue the attack, with the previous advantage he could end Tarrant's life, he was unwilling to let Tarrant live a few more seconds. Tarrant had been standing still, and that gloss, possibly just a delaying tactic, the Night Warrior decided to attack.

Killing Dolphin Knight didn't give him complete satisfaction, and he wanted to use this result to deter the next challenger, so he chose the horrific death of decapitation, a sword slashing at Tarrant's neck.

Tarrant waited for Night's first move, and at this moment, he quickly threw a punch to block his opponent's sword-wielding hand, grabbed his opponent's wrist with the other hand, and grabbed the sword again.

The Night Knight didn't expect Tarrant to continue to fight back, but after the last sword grab, he had gained experience, and his wrist grabbed the long sword and rotated the angle, swinging at Tarant's sword-grabbing hand.

The situation was urgent, and after the failure of Tarrant's blade-snatching technique, he quickly changed his tactics, pressed the night warrior's wrist, and stabbed the night with a sharp angle, the night warrior's one-handed strength could not withstand Tarrant's two-handed counterattack, the long sword stabbed back into his leather armor, the three-star long sword stabbed into his body, and the cold sharp weapon grabbed his body temperature.

Tarrant let go and stepped back, watching the Night Warrior stagger, his sword stabbing straight into his abdomen, the victory was decided, and he finally collapsed to the ground.

The halfling quickly ran up to check the Night Knight's injuries, and he was sure that the Night Warrior was no longer able to continue the fight, "The victor is the Dolphin Knight!

The audience on the field celebrated the birth of a new holder in various ways, cheering, shouting, screaming, coins, it had been a long time since the badge holder had been changed, and they loved this fresh blood.

Tarrant only saw the jubilant scene but could not hear the sound, the night warrior could not move, he walked to the entrance of the boxing ring and sat down, the mouth shark was not here, the halfling man came running, said something loudly, Tarrant could not hear it at all, he replied loudly: "I'll talk about it later!" His own voice could not be heard, the halfling nodded and ran back to announce to the audience.

After about a few minutes, in the absolute dead silence, a faint sound came, the luster on Tarrant's armor had gradually faded, his hearing gradually recovered, his fingers still did not feel, the effect of the paralyzing toxin was still there, but the effect was weakened, Tarrant took out the paralysis relief potion from the spirit pattern bag and drank it, and the perception of his limbs began to recover.

The wound in the chest was unaffected and did not bleed again, Tarrant got up and walked off the ring, the badge was no longer important, Wolf wanted the bearer, the goal was accomplished.

Tarrant walked all the way up to the first floor of the tavern without seeing the "old partner" mouthfisher. He grabbed the fat man sitting at the entrance of the boxing match, "See the mouthfisher?"

The fat man cleverly recognized the person in front of him, the Dolphin Rider, and he pointed out the door: "The mouthfish shark has just gone out." ”

"Got out?" Tarrant wondered, maybe he had something to do temporarily, and Tarrant asked again, "Where can I get the bet winnings?"

"In the corner of the first floor of the auditorium, have you bet on yourself? You must have made a lot of money," the fat man shook his beard with a smile on his face.

Tarrant returned to the audience downstairs, the scene was still very enthusiastic, he immediately saw that there was an isolated room in the corner, and a window was opened on it, which must be a place to place bets, and he walked quickly, and there was a waiter sitting inside, "Is this the place to place bets?"

The waiter inside saw only a pair of stone-like armor through the narrow window, "Is it too late to bet, Dolphin Knight just won, man!"

"I bet on Dolphin Rider 700. ”

"700?!Then you are rich, the odds before the final battle are 1:7, I have to give you 4900 gold coins!"

"Isn't 1:7 1:5?"

"It was 1:5 before the battle with the Greyfish Warriors, and then it was 1:7, your ticket?" the window held out a hand.

Bill, Tarrant didn't get it, damn, it must be at the mouth shark, where did this guy go, he didn't see anyone when he needed it, Tarrant leaned over the window and said, "The bill is at my friend's, it's called the mouth shark, you should know it, right?"

"Yes, he's boxed here before. "The waiter didn't recognize Tarrant.

"Can I take it first? He'll get the ticket. ”

"Of course not, don't take me for a fool, man!" In an instant, the waiter remembered something, "You said the mouth shark? he had already taken 5,600 gold coins!"

"What?!5600 gold?" Tarrant took a step back in surprise, 5600 gold, before the battle he thought it was only 3500 gold, now it almost doubled.

The waiter calmly recalled, "He bet 100 first, and after the battle with Grayfish, he bet another 700, 800 gold coins to double seven, 5600 gold coins, yes." ”

The guy bet 100 himself, yes, he once said that 4900 out of 5600 gold coins belonged to Tarrant, Tarrant began to feel uneasy, he anxiously asked, "When did he take it?"

"5 minutes ago. ”

It was the period when Tarrant's paralysis had not recovered after the victory, and the mouth shark went out immediately after taking 5,600 gold coins, which only meant one thing......

The waiter laughed wickedly, "Those sailors will turn their faces when they have money, and those people are like that, man, you wouldn't be stupid enough to give them your money, would you? ”

Tarrant was the poor fool, and he turned and ran upstairs, expecting to go upstairs and see the abominable figure of that bastard of the mouthhopper, winning the boxing match and losing the money bag, is it the balance that Biantris said......

Upstairs in the tavern, the billfish shark has still not returned. Just when Tarrant was disheartened, he saw the fellow of the mouthfisher, the sailors who had almost fought last night, and he strode over to them and grabbed one of the still sober ones, "Where's the mouthfisher!"

"Got out, he just ...... The sailor burped, a foul-smelling smell of alcohol came out of his mouth, Tarrant turned his head in disgust, and the sailor continued, "He just went out, docks. ”

The dock, the place where he went out to sea, Tarrant left the sailors and rushed out of the tavern, the dock was very close, and the cargo ships docked not far away could be seen in the night, he rushed to the dock, several porters were carrying heavy boxes to pile up on the side of a ship, he asked a porter, "Do you see a mouthfish?"

The porter wiped the sweat from his head, "Yes, he just went to sea." ”