The rain has dissipated for many days, and white clouds are flowing in the clear blue sky.

The sun swept by, poured on the bluestone pavement of Morningmist Town, poured on Downton's young and resolute face, and he did not panic in the slightest in the face of the stormy blows of Little Grande.

Although the left hand holding the shield was numb from the shock, it was still firmly in front of him, and Downton showed one eye, staring at every movement of Little Grande.

On the long street, the iron striking made a continuous pop, rubbing against the eardrums of the crowd, and their boos became louder, shouting for Downton to attack.

The Minotaur was worried, and glanced around, and found that the townspeople were congested, the number of people was close to a thousand, and even the roofs of the houses were quite a few people, and worst of all, they were one-sided and furiously booing Downton, which would put him under great pressure and could collapse at any moment.

"This kid is scared, he's about to lose!" The mayor's son laughed when he saw the panic and nervousness on Downton's face, "Trash fish are trash fish!"

Melissa nodded in agreement, but she didn't think so.

Didn't you see that Downton's defensive posture was not out of shape in the slightest? His eyes were even more unblinking, full of tenacity and high fighting spirit, and his expression was completely pretending to confuse his opponent!

"I've seen too many gladiatorial matches in the Colosseum, and many guys have good strength, but under the attention and shouts of tens of thousands of onlookers, they can't play at all level, and even lose. Liszt commented on the battle with a commanding attitude.

Melissa had a smile on her face, but in her heart she scolded the mayor's son for being an arrogant fool.

"Haha, are you afraid? This is the end of offending me, even if you kneel down and kowtow, I will not let you go. Little Grande's proud daxiao sneered at Downton, "How dare you call the fox of the West?

Although Downton looks dangerous, there are also some people with good eyes among the mercenaries and adventurers who have noticed his cunning and began to find the battle interesting.

"Actually acting in a duel to lower the vigilance of the opponent, for a guy who has just become a magician, this kid's fighting instinct is really outstanding. The owner of the Golden Ivory Tavern stood by the window on the second floor, groping his chin with his right hand, thinking that this kind of young man with good potential was exactly what the organization lacked, and he was just a poor commoner, believing that as long as he paid some gold coins, he could win it over.

"Die, Hurricane Slash!"

Little Grandet made a big move, and the blade of the lynx flashed white, and like a hurricane, it slashed at Downton's head.

"It's time to fight back!" Melissa said in pieces, and as soon as her words fell, Downton turned defensive to offensive.

"Giant Barrier!"

The forefoot of the right foot that retreated stomped on the floor to stop the retreat, Downton twisted his waist and swinged his arm, Liliang erupted, and the shield in his left hand was like a heavy wall, crashing into the long sword of Little Grande.

Boom, the magic energy overflowed, and the dust rolled up by the air flow washed in all directions.

A loud crashing sound suddenly sounded, and even startled the chicks perched on the chapel.

The boos were silent, and the onlookers opened their mouths wide, but nothing could come out, and their eyes almost burst into disbelief as they stared at the two men in the battle.

Little Grande's attack was stopped, and the Bobcat's sword swung open, leaving him empty.

"Impossible, it must be a coincidence!" Little Grandet's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't understand how Downton could block his strongest slash?

Almost subconsciously, he swung his second sword.

Downton pursed the corners of his mouth, and after accumulating his right arm, he swung it out fiercely, this time the liliang was so big that even little Grandet staggered back.

There was an uproar, and even some women covered their mouths in shock, they didn't expect the battle to take a sharp turn!

"It's my turn!"

Downton took a deep breath, adjusted his breath, stepped out with his left foot, and slashed with his one-handed sword.

The blade of the sword was as fast as thunder, approaching in an instant, making Xiao Grande, who had not yet stood firm, break out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously retreated again.

The translucent soul shield swirled and blocked in front of little Grande, a defense for the magician's zuihou, which could be resisted by both physical and magical attacks.

Bang, the blade is flicked off.

"Haha, you can't break through my defenses at all!" Before Little Grande's cries fell, he saw Downton step forward again, storming!

On the long street, Downton, who had taken a full twenty-seven steps back, finally kicked off the counterattack!

Giant Slash!

Infused with magic energy, Downton clenched his long sword and slashed it down with all his might.

Boom, the soul shield that blocked head-on was directly cut into two petals, and then collapsed.

"How is that possible? What kind of martial art is this, and the attack power is terrifying?" Liszt opened his mouth wide, like a hippopotamus dying of thirst.

The mercenaries were not calm either, whispering, staring at Downton, not wanting to miss any action.

Whew, Downton swung his shield violently, bringing out a strong wind.

The soul shield swayed, rebounded from the hard blow, and smashed into little Grandet, sending him flying and tumbling onto the floor.

"Weishenme, I'm a second-order soul, I can crush you!" Little Grande roared, completely disbelieving the facts in front of him.

Seal of the Giant!

Downton raised his long sword, and a long sword that was condensed by magic energy and magnified ten times appeared, and then slashed down quickly with a wave of his arm.

Boom, a crack was split in the stone slab of the long street, and the rubble flew wildly, splashing at the civilians around them, making them let out a lot of exclamations.

Little Grande was slow to hide, if it weren't for the soul shield defense, he would have been able to tell the winner in one fell swoop.

Giant Charge!

Downton folded his right arm horizontally, placed his shield in front of him, and sprinted with his legs.

Little Grande, who had just stood up, gasped for breath and was frightened, when he saw Downton kill in front of him, and then his body shook, and he was knocked backwards and flew up, and then fell heavily on the stone slab.

Poof, little Grande spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling that all his internal organs were about to shift.

Downton was another giant seal, and this time the little Grande who couldn't get up was facing one by one, and the soul shield was shattered, and he struggled to get up, but found a long sword against his neck.

"You've lost!"

Downton looked coldly at Little Grande, his sword hands had never been so steady.

"This can't be, you're just a scumbag!" Little Grande roared, refusing to accept the reality, "You must have cheated, yes, that's it!"

"That's what you owe Barak!" Downton slammed his fist into Little Grandet's mouth, knocking back all his whining and swearing.

The result was so unexpected that the onlookers were completely silent.

"Rubbish!"

The mercenaries spat and gave Xiangxia's thumb to Little Grande, and others asked what kind of martial arts Downton was using.

Generally speaking, as you continue to advance to the next level, the gap in strength will become wider and wider, so it is almost impossible for low-level magicians to defeat high-level.

Little Grande's magic energy reserves are more than Downton's, but he is just a waste taught by an ordinary adventurer, not to mention that he only learned soul-level popular martial arts, compared to giant martial arts as mediocre as stones on the side of the road, his actual combat experience is even less pitiful, and he was blown into slag by Downton.

You must know that in the Forgotten City, Downton has been experiencing life-and-death struggles, and the number of ghouls that have been cut down alone has exceeded a thousand, and the number of kills he has even exceeded that of some mercenaries who have been in the industry for five or six years.

Homer's teachings in the Magic Book are even more perfect than textbooks, and even Hannah, an honor student from St. George's School of Magic, will be amazed, what can little Grande compare?

There are also some of the mercenaries and adventurers who are experienced and have a fierce eye, and they quickly figured out why, so they became more interested in Downton's martial arts.

"The Fox of the Westlands is a nickname given to me by the postmen, if you want it, take it as you like. ”

After Downton finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Black Emperor, he was not a flamboyant person, for this nickname, he had persuaded his companions many times to stop shouting, but people didn't listen, what could he do?

The long street was noisy again, and they were all talking about the battle, but this time instead of booing Downton, they called little Grandet an arrogant fool.

A hint of cruelty flashed on the face of little Grande, who couldn't stand this humiliation, and suddenly exploded, and with a raise of his right hand, he shot two frost bullets.

This is his innate magic, which belongs to the attack class, and is used to sneak attack, and it has been tried and tested repeatedly.

"Be careful!" shouted Melissa and Barak.

Liszt also saw this sneak attack, but kept his mouth shut, it is better for people like Downton to die, and he is also a jealous guy in his bones.

Seeing the minotaur's face change, without waiting for him to speak, the cautious Downton released his soul shield, turned around as fast as he could, and raised the shield.

Bang, bang.

The frost bullet smashed against the shield, and the ice splattered, sending Downton back several steps.

Little Grandet even released two frost bombs in order to succeed in one blow, but they were still blocked, which made him furious.

"Downton, I'm going to kill you!" Little Grandet pounced again, and the frost bullet fired again.

"What a quick response!" the tavern keeper gripped the wooden window frame with both hands, and couldn't help but admire, looking at Downton, more and more satisfied.

"Shameless!" the minotaur scolded, about to join the fight.

"Don't worry about it, it's my fight!" Downton roared, activating the soul talent.

Originally thought that the duel was over, the townspeople who were about to leave suddenly saw this scene, stunned for a moment, and then retreated in a panic, they didn't want to be affected by the pond fish, after all, those frost bombs don't have long eyes, and they will be unlucky if they are injured by mistake.

The mercenaries and adventurers were not afraid, and shouted unscrupulously, wishing that they would fight a little more bloody, but the next moment, like a male duck that had been choked by the neck, suddenly became dumb.

In addition to the soul shield, a sphere the size of a watermelon appeared above Downton's head, which was sky blue throughout.

Wow, it quickly landed on its chest, and the frost bullet that came from it touched it, and it was absorbed at once, and disappeared without a trace

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