Because of what Lao Panla said in advance, "you don't need to have any worries and keep your hands", Su Wen really didn't mean to show mercy to his subordinates when he punched, and the strength he used was no different from that in actual combat, and even exceeded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 If this punch hits the throat of an ordinary person, it is estimated that it can directly shatter the bones, but Su Wen was still taken aback when he saw that Old Panla fell so cleanly.

For Su Wen, the confrontation after abandoning the thermal weapon always happened in a thought. That kind of protracted battle is impossible at all, Su Wen either waits for the opportunity and does not make a move, once he makes a move, he will do his best to find the flaws of the other party, and if he can't find it, he will create flaws, and then attack the key points and kill.

It seems simple to say, but this way of fighting leaves little for itself, and it has a style of either you die or I die.

This style can be seen from Su Wen's confrontation with the sword-wielding rat man in the Tridis sewers, and it was perfectly played in this short duel just now: if Old Pan La suddenly flashed his fighting spirit to block Su Wen's punch and digest his suicidal offensive, then Su Wen would face a human flesh cage that would never be able to break free, and no matter how much strength he had, he would be unable to deploy and could only be slaughtered.

Therefore, if this is not just a test, and Su Wenming confesses that he will not be killed by the other party even if he fails, then he will definitely not take the initiative to try hand-to-hand combat against an enemy whose strength is completely beyond his control. That's why when facing the magic archer in the jungle, he was reluctant to risk the unknown to get close to the young man, even if he hoped for a bone ring that had never been used in actual combat.

Even if the opponent is a mage who is known for being weak in melee combat.

At a distance of more than ten meters, if the White Bone Ring fails to be used, he may still have a chance to evade and escape the enemy's counterattack, but if he gets close, once he fails, it is very likely that he will be doomed.

Straight to the point.

At this time, Su Wen looked at the old Panla who fell to the ground, and after making sure that the other party was fine, but only fainted briefly in the violent attack, the surprise in his heart finally calmed down. He wasn't complacent about taking down a high-ranking knight with one move, this wasn't a fair match, not to mention that Old Panla was over seventy years old, no matter how strong he was, his combat skills and reaction speed couldn't be compared to when he was younger.

However, Su Wen at least understood one thing, that is, high-level knights are not invulnerable without using fighting spirit, just like a high-level magician who has not turned on the magic guard at all can be stabbed to death by a dagger sneak attack by a street hooligan - the latter is a historical truth that Su Wen saw in the Tridis Library, and he was a little reluctant to believe it at first, but now he completely believes it.

Hmm, as for the more advanced Magisters and Martial Saints?

Let's treat them as xenomorphic creatures that do not belong to humans, at least Su Wen has never seen a case of an existence below a high-level mage counterattacking a mage master anywhere, and the Martial Saint is probably the same. In fact, if the hordes of mid-level mages tried their best to throw the standard fireball technique, there might still be a little hope of inflicting fatal damage on the mage, but the existence of being able to become a mage is not a stupid pig or a stake, just look at how Nikolai swept away those death mages who are generally much stronger than their peers, and Su Wen can feel the difference between the two is like a world of difference.

"Ahem...... Attaboy. ”

The fainting old Panla soon woke up. He touched his neck with some trepidation, and looked at Su Wen with a gaze that was no longer the mosquito at the beginning, but as if he was looking at a dangerous object that could explode at any time.

"Who did you learn martial arts from? Didn't he teach you not to come up and stare at the key points when you were fighting? If my guess was right, if I had blocked your fist and locked you in my arms, you would have raised your knee and slammed my balls right away!"

Su Wen nodded silently, in that case, what Old Panla said was probably the most scientific and effective method.

This reaction made old Panla laugh out loud.

"Haha, if it weren't for the sparring, you would have died the moment you were locked up by me, and you wouldn't have had a chance to kick my eggs. Taking a step back, if it was really a real fight, I wouldn't have raised my hand to block and leave you with a hole when you threw a punch at me, because I knew that your fist wouldn't be able to break my defense. ”

"Of course I understand, it's just that I'm just opportunistic. ”

Su Wen said with a smile, he didn't intend to stop Old Panla from finding him a step down. It was as he said he was, but if it wasn't for the sparring, he wouldn't have gotten into hand-to-hand combat with this guy unless he had a broken brain.

Old Pan La nodded when she heard this, and was finally a little satisfied, and then touched her neck, which was slightly red under the violent impact, as if she had palpitations: "This kind of dangerous feeling has not been felt for many years, no matter what, I like you young man very much." However, it is not necessarily a good thing to be ruthless, and the negative effects of being too angry are not a star-and-a-half-don't take your fighting habits to other areas, otherwise it will definitely outweigh the losses, this is my little advice from the bad old man. ”

"Thank you. ”

Although Su Wen thought that in addition to the ghostly characteristics brought to him by his identity before the crossing, he was definitely a good person in every aspect, so he would not have any worries about being too angry, but he still humbly thanked Lao Panla.

Although he doesn't think he's smart, he can at least distinguish between good intentions and bad intentions.

Old Panla stopped talking nonsense, he grabbed a form on the table, picked up a thick pen and quickly wrote a few words on it, and threw it to Su Wen.

"Take it, strive to condense the fighting spirit as soon as possible, if you can make progress on the road of knighthood, I believe that your future will not be lower than mine. ”

The simple and rough words all revealed the white-haired sturdy old man's appreciation for Su Wen.

But......

Looking at the big "Mercenary Physical Fitness Assessment Results: Excellent, Silver Second Section" on the form, and then constantly recalling the "condense the fighting spirit as soon as possible" in Lao Panla's mouth, Su Wen really wanted to explain the fact that he was actually a magician's apprentice.

After a slight struggle, he finally resisted the urge.

......

When he left the testing ground and returned to the mercenary hall and handed the form to the middle-aged mercenary administrator, Su Wen was very impressed by the surprised expression on the other party's face as if he had swallowed an egg raw. Perhaps he didn't expect that this strange young man who looked wet would actually be able to get the second highest evaluation of the silver second stage, so after asking Su Wen twice and carefully checking the handwriting on the form, he handed Su Wen a brand-new silver identity card extremely carefully.

This heavy identity plate was made of sterling silver, so Su Wen paid an additional cost of four gold coins. It is very well-made, and the information engraved on it was submitted by Su Wen not long ago, and there is a big "2" in the middle, which represents the level of the second stage of silver.

Hanging the identity badge around his neck, Su Wen knew that from now on, he would be one of the mercenaries.

And just then, he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Immediately, a deliberately suppressed voice came from Su Wen's ears: "This new mercenary guy, are you interested in earning 100 gold coins?"

Su Wen didn't expect the first business to come so quickly. When he turned his head to look, he saw a thin middle-aged man dressed luxuriously, who looked quite Donald's temperament - this strange profiteer temperament made Su Wen's first impression of this thin man not very good, because Donald's degree of cheating was already vaguely comparable to the system in his mind.

The reward of 100 gold coins is extremely generous for ordinary people, but the attraction is slightly limited for Su Wen. However, there was no reason for him to flatly refuse the opportunity to fly over, so he waited for the middle-aged man, who was obviously not a mercenary, to follow.

The latter first looked around and made sure that no one was paying attention, so he leaned over Su Wen's ear and said in a lower voice: "It's not a glorious task, if it goes well, it will only take half a day to complete, and the reward is 100 gold coins as a base, and it will be increased as appropriate." I need a good hand in the silver high rank, a mercenary like you. ”

"Oh?"

Su Wen was interested, if the 100 gold coins were really so easy to get, he would be blind if he didn't join the mercenary ranks in the early half a year and make a lot of money.

"Tell me about it. ”

He asked with interest.

The tall and thin middle-aged man shook his head: "It's not convenient to say here, after we hand over the task, we can find a quiet place to talk in detail." ”

"Even if it's a private task, I need to know something I'm going to do, right?"

Su Wen frowned, the other party obviously saw that he was a novice and didn't understand the market, and wanted to muffle himself, but when he got on the boat, it was not so easy to get out. Therefore, Su Wen had already prepared to talk about collapse, and he spent a lot of effort for a mere 100 gold coins, and even risked being pitted, no matter how he thought about it, he didn't think it was worth it.

The other party was obviously prepared.

"Well, that's fine, then I'll explain it briefly. The middle-aged man shook his head, his expression a little lonely, "As you can see, my clothes show that I am a housekeeper, and my young lady has been threatened in Red Maple Town, and has been warned that if she dares to leave the town, she will be attacked. The reasons for this are complex, indestructible, and difficult to describe—in short, I intend to hire you to leave the town of Red Maple unobtrusively, to a manor eighty kilometres away, which can be reached in half a day by carriage. If you have a good trip, you will receive a mercenary of 100 gold, and if you are attacked and protect us, the amount of your reward will naturally increase. Of course, since I have offered such a high honorarium, please don't leave anything to chance. We're going to leave early tomorrow morning at the latest, what do you think?"

Su Wen pondered for a moment, and still asked with some doubts: "It sounds pretty reliable, but I'm just a novice mercenary who just got the brand, how can you take a fancy to me?"

"The grading goes directly to the second stage of silver, I'm afraid you have the ability of a mid-level knight, a young mercenary like you will be popular wherever you go. The middle-aged man smiled sincerely, and then pointed to himself, "My eyes are very sensitive, and compared to those old fritters who rely on task seniority to mix levels, young people like you are the most reliable." Moreover, being able to meet you at this time of need has to be said to be a kind of fate. ”

Su Wen was silent for a moment, and then made a decision.

"Okay, I accept your assignment. ”

"Very good," the middle-aged man gave Su Wen a noble salute and smiled with satisfaction, "You can call me Khrankimir, I hope we can work together happily." ”

"Suven. ”

Su Wen replied politely, but then he said with some embarrassment: "However, before accepting the task, please allow me to go to the toilet a little - my clothes are almost dry, and I need to take a cold shower." ”

“？”

It seemed that after thinking about it for a long time and not figuring out what the connection between the three was, the middle-aged butler who called himself Helan Kimir couldn't help but show a puzzled expression.