Yates looked solemnly at Norman, his gaze slowly scanning the patterned human slaves, and finally fixing on the guy who had just defeated Varus.

Varus knew the mud legs well, and Yates knew the details of Varus's group.

The two had fought before—well, to be exact, a fight—and in that encounter, Yates and Varus had been evenly wounded, so to speak, but the human was able to defeat Varus......

Of course, Yates also knew that the main reason for Varus's defeat was that he was too light. If Varus could have held his weapon from the beginning, that human would not be Varus's opponent even though he was also strong, but even so, it was enough to prove that the human was strong.

If the remaining five people are of this strength, the outcome of this competition is really unpredictable......

Yates thought about it, and his gaze slowly shifted again, and finally landed on Norman, and his mind recalled the human's previous words.

The old god like a vast star......

He had only dismissed this sentence as a pretentious boast of this human being, but now it seemed to have some credibility.

Even if this human being is not some kind of old divine envoy like the vast stars, he must also be a powerful and wise human being, so he can have such a powerful subordinate and make the situation develop to such an extent.

Now that Varus is defeated, the situation on the other side is starting to be bad, but the lips are cold, and maybe it will be their turn next......

Yates's mind was full of thoughts, but Norman didn't look at him at all, but suddenly turned his head sideways and looked at the ground in front of him to the left.

"Oh......"

With a low groan, Jacob's body moved as he lay there, and then slowly rose to his feet.

Although Atrimicia is a little irritable, it seems that her attack is quite measured, not too ruthless, Jacob is a bronze knight, and his own physical fitness is also excellent, so it is only a small half of a day's work that has woken up.

When Jacob stood up, he was a little confused when he saw the scene, but after looking at it for a while, he was surprised to see that Varus was still lying unconscious on the ground when he was dragged back.

How did this white-haired bear man fall?

He turned his head again and saw that Derrick was standing behind him, although he was scarred, but he was still in good condition, and he was not missing arms or legs, and he was even more surprised to see the slaves surrounding Derrick with a look of joy.

Look at this stance, how does it feel like the competition is over and Derick has won?!

Jacob shook his head, turned over to Norman, and asked in a low voice, "Patton, what's going on?"

Norman looked at him and smiled, "As you can see, we won, and Darik defeated the bearman. ”

After finishing speaking, Norman suddenly added: "Mr. Jacob, it seems that you haven't rested enough lately, why did ......you faint all of a sudden?

So many pairs of eyes present saw that it was Atramicia who knocked Jacob unconscious, but Norman was stunned to be able to open his eyes and talk nonsense, and his face was not red at all. But Jacob didn't care how he fainted, he just looked shocked.

Although he had already guessed a little when he woke up, he was still shocked when he confirmed the news from Norman's mouth.

They actually won?!

That emaciated slave actually defeated the white-haired bearman who knew he was very powerful at a glance?!

If it weren't for the fact that the surrounding scenes showed this, even if Norman himself said it, Jacob would not have believed it.

Norman didn't let Jacob be shocked, and pulled back his emotions that he was immersed in shock with a straight sentence.

"Mr. Jacob, I think you're right. ”

Jacob subconsciously followed the prestige and saw Norman looking at him with sincerity on his face.

Of course, Mr. Jacob, your sword is too valuable to be broken, and I still don't recommend that you give them your sword, but we can take some weapons from other people's hands and give them some to make, which will increase some of our chances of victory. ”

When Jacob heard this, his breath froze.

You are only now able to understand such a simple question! Are you a pig's head? And at this time, you are still thinking about how valuable my sword is, do you have a little sense of the overall situation!

Jacob roared in his heart, but the overall situation was important, his face was red and white, and finally he did not shout out from the chaos, but nodded vigorously, as if he wanted to vent the anger in his heart through this action.

"If only you figured it out. ”

Jacob said through gritted teeth.

He is really angry now, if he doesn't want to focus on the overall situation, he, who has always supported Norman the most, will probably have to beat this guy personally to get angry.

Norman, who had always been the most observant of words, laughed in surprise as if he had not seen Jacob's anger at all, as if glad that Jacob had agreed with him.

"Then please come with me and ask the warriors to borrow a few weapons for them to use. ”

Jacob glanced at Varus and them.

The people over there weren't in a hurry to start the next one, they were still trying to wake up Varus, who had been unconscious.

So Jacob nodded, "Okay." ”

Norman and Jacob then went into the ranks of the men, ran after the warriors, walked around and picked five weapons, and then walked back again.

These five weapons have swords and knives, scepters and spears, and the five weapons are divided into four categories, and the types can be said to be very mixed.

"You all come here and get a weapon, and it won't be too much of a loss to fight later. ”

Norman beckoned, and the remaining five slaves looked at each other, and then they all came over and picked up their weapons. Surprisingly harmoniously, they didn't have a big dispute over the choice of weapons, everyone seemed to have their own goals, only a little bit of disagreement about the ownership of the two swords, and in the end it was Norman who took the lead, giving the one-handed sword to Monroe and the other two-handed sword to another slave.

Derrick's hand was quite heavy, and Varus still didn't wake up, but the game still had to continue.

When Norman and the others were dividing their weapons, the other side seemed to have been discussed, and finally the tiger man Otto came out, carrying the thick wooden stick wrapped in iron sheets, but his face was not as triumphant as at the beginning, but solemn.

Obviously, the orcs realized that something was wrong, even if they were stupid, and that the battle didn't seem to be as easy to fight as they thought it would be at first.

Seeing this, Norman brilliantly brought into play the tyrannical characteristics of a slave owner, and did not give those slaves a chance to choose for themselves at all, and directly named them: "Harryat, you go." ”

Haryat was the least daring of the six, and he was the most frightened just now, but he was much better now, and his legs were no longer trembling.

With Derrick's precedent in mind, those orcs didn't seem to be as powerful and terrifying as he thought. And the fact that Derrick was able to possess such amazing strength in his small body was, in Harryat's opinion, probably Barton's tattoo at work.

The things that their master scribbled and made them laughing at seemed to make them stronger!, and the fact that Haryart, who had calmed down, thought that he had learned the peerless magic of the great knight Socrates Orlanto, which made him even more confident, so he bravely stood up with his sword.

Tiger man Otto saw his opponent on the court, and did not immediately rush over, but stood in place like Varus just now and looked at the other party, but although he and Varus acted the same, the reasons were very different: Varus wanted the opponent to attack first because he looked down on the opponent, while Otto was because he looked down on the opponent too much, and even feared the opponent, and wanted to see the opponent's details first, so he didn't shoot first.

So the previous scene was repeated, the two people looked at each other, staring at each other.

However, Khaliart quickly moved, but did not step forward, but inexplicably danced his knife in place, as if fighting with the air, so that everyone was puzzled when they saw it, and they didn't know what he was doing, only Norman knew it in his heart like a mirror.

That's it.

Many of the things he has done and said so far seem nonsensical and even absurd, but in fact, they are all in his subtle mind.

Calling himself the Old Immortal of the Stars, it is not that he deliberately wants to play tricks, nor is he really stupid enough to believe that those aliens will believe his empty words, but he wants to plant a seed in the hearts of these two aliens.

It doesn't matter if they believe it or not, as long as they have this concept in their hearts, even if they are suspicious, it can improve his identity and make his words more weighty-even if it is a star immortal with a high probability of being fake, it is obviously more important than the words of an ordinary human who has no identity at all, because he still has a small possibility that it is true.

And as things develop, according to his plan, the name "Star Old Immortal" will become more and more important in the hearts of these aliens, and gradually grow from a seed to a towering tree that can decide the situation.

Whether in the long term or in the short term, coming up with an identity that sounds scary is obviously beneficial and harmless.

In addition, letting Deric face Varus was also carefully thought out by him, based on his observation of the character of Varus, an orc.

With Varus's character, seeing the opponent with his bare hands, and in the situation of infinite tailwind like just now, there is a high probability that he will underestimate the enemy and give up his weapons, so that they have the possibility of winning, because in Norman's opinion, if they really want to fight to the death, none of the six slave masters who were quickly spawned by him are the opponents of Varus who uses weapons.

And the result was indeed as Norman expected, Varus did voluntarily give up his weapon, which greatly weakened his strength, which allowed Derrick to win this game.

And now choosing Khaliat against this tiger man Otto, Norman also did not pat the ass to make a decision, but still has his deep thought in it.

Judging from his observations in the past few days, in terms of personality, strength, and proficiency in those divine skills, Haryat is the weakest of the six people, but the kung fu of his weapon is the most suitable for the six people to deal with this tiger man Otto - Norman's previous provocation of these slaves was actually the drunkard's intention not to drink, but the real intention was to provoke those orcs to show their skills. And the two orcs did as he wished, and they were majestic, so that Norman could see their fighting paths, so he chose the most suitable Haryat to deal with him.

And just after experiencing the defeat of Varus, these alien races are the most confused and cautious moment for them, and there is a high probability that they will not fight directly without brains, which gives Khariat a chance to sharpen his spear in battle, so as to improve his winning rate in the next battle, it depends on whether Khariat can grasp it himself - judging from the current situation, Khariat has seized this opportunity.

White Tiger Jumping River!

A shout will blow the wind!

Crossing the river with a child on your back!

......

In the end, Haryat is still cowardly, seeing that the tiger man Otto can't come up, he first used the sword technique recorded in the secret book of magic on the spot, first, to strengthen his courage, and on the other hand, to prevent Otto from suddenly rushing over, he didn't have time to react.

The secret book he got recorded was a knife technique, called "Five Tigers Destroying the Door Panel with a Knife Method", the name is a bit strange, but the content in it is still very bluffing.

This magic skill is still inherited from a great knight, and that great knight is still invincible all over the world with this magic skill, which makes Khaliat very confident in him.

Now he has used what he has learned, and it was very jerky at first, after all, he used to practice with branches, and he would definitely be uncomfortable after changing to a real knife, but after repeating it over and over again, Haryat's movements became more and more proficient, although he did not hurt the enemy, but he was also a tiger, which also made Khariat make up his mind in his heart: he would not fight anyway, the only thing he would do was the knife method of these five tigers to destroy the door panel, and if the orc rushed over later, he didn't care about anything, just repeated these moves he knew。

It's a stupid idea, and it's the only one that a soft-hearted and unenterprising person like Khaliart can think of.

And Otto, who was opposite Haryat, saw that Haryat just didn't come up, but just danced the knife in place, and was glad in his heart, and made up his mind to let the other party continue to dance like this, and when the time came, he might not need to do it, and the other party himself would be tired and lie down first. But after looking at it for a while, Otto cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

Although he couldn't understand the mystery of this knife technique, he could see that the other party's knife was getting faster and smoother!

Khaliat was still a little bumpy at first, and he would stop and dance from time to time to think about it before continuing to dance, but now his pauses were becoming less and less, and his movements were becoming more and more fluid.

No matter how stupid Otto was, he knew that something was wrong.

Can't let each other dance anymore!

Although Otto didn't know what the mystery of these movements was, he could also see that if the other party was completely proficient and fluent, he would be unlucky!

"Hah!"

Otto didn't have to wait any longer, and after yelling to embolden himself, he rushed forward directly with a big stick.

As soon as the two came into contact, the light of the knife and the shadow of the stick were entangled, and the sound of ping-pong also sounded frequently, which was the sound of the knife slashing on the iron sheet wrapped in the big stick, as well as the muffled snorting and screaming, which resounded all over the world.

For a battle of this level, the lethality of a weapon is still much stronger than that of an empty hand after all.

The battle between the two didn't last as long as Varus and Dyric just now, but after a short burst of ping-pong noise, and after a dozen breaths, the battle stopped.

Haryat gasped and grinned, and stepped back, rubbing his hand on himself without a knife.

It can be seen that he has several bruises and swelling in several places on his body, and his left leg is even more limping.

And in front of him, Otto fell to the ground, groaning in pain, and there was blood all over his body, and blood continued to flow from the wound to the ground.

He still held the big stick tightly in his right hand, and with a strong left hand, he gritted his teeth and held it on the ground, as if he wanted to get up and fight again, but the upper hand itself was just halfway up, but it was involved in the wound on his hand, and the follow-up was weak under the severe pain, and the whole person fell down again.

Khaliat was timid and frightened, and when he saw that Otto was about to get up and cut him directly to the head, fortunately Otto fell down again, and he hurriedly stopped the knife.

In the end, he is a good citizen, and he is so timid that he doesn't even dare to kill someone.

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