Secretly pinching the time, Lal said lightly: "Ten minutes have passed, Terran warrior, Sayles, title warrior promotion battle." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Sayles, who had already stood opposite Ral, moved when he heard the sound, pointed the long sword in his hand at Ral, and kicked the ground with his legs like arrows off the string, bursting out. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were in a fight.

After the fight, even if he was as strong as Lahr, he felt a little pressure. The so-called trace of pressure is not that Sails can defeat himself, but from Sayles's attack, he feels threatened, and if he is injured by a hairy boy, no matter what the final result is, Ral will feel disgraced.

Knowing his own affairs, Ral's strength, just like his title of "Rock Warrior", is powerful in attack, and the muscles in his body are as strong as rocks.

According to Ral's original idea, Sails, who had not yet been promoted to the title of warrior, would never be able to bring the slightest harm to himself even if the long sword in his hand directly attacked him.

Looking at the long sword handed over to Sayles, Ral instinctively wanted to smash it away with his fist, but the sixth sense faintly told Ral that he must not do this.

In the nick of time, Ral turned his fist into a palm and slapped it on the spine of the sword. The moment the palms and swords intersected, Ral felt that his palms were like an electric shock, and there was a tingling sensation.

Cyles, who was running the hummingbird's true solution with all his might, saw that he missed a blow, and withdrew his sword with the force of the slap, constantly wandering around looking for the next chance to strike.

Lal didn't pursue, looking at the dense red dots in his palm, he was shocked. He secretly said in his heart: This kid's attack is so weird, the numb feeling just now should be the result of the palm being slapped by the sword spine countless times in an instant. His physical strength is also quite high among the title warriors, and a pair of fleshy palms are even tougher, and the mountain cracking stone is not a problem, but he didn't expect to be almost injured by the sword spine. If this is placed on someone else, it will probably be useless with one hand.

"This sub-attack is weird, and it must not be hard-connected. Ral thought to himself.

However, even if he was a little afraid of Sayles's attack, Ral's strength was too much higher than Sayles's after all, and he forced Sails to retreat with his powerful attack and the strength of his punches alone.

Sails was helpless, after all, the opponent's strength was too much stronger than his own, so he had to keep wandering and stabbing a sword, although it was all in vain, but it also made Lal have to deal with it seriously.

Seeing that there was not much time left, and he hadn't taken down the young man in front of him, Lal snorted secretly, and suddenly a pair of gloves suddenly appeared in his hand.

These gloves are the Darkiron Gloves, the weapon that Ral is famous for, and they are woven from the blackiron wires drawn from thousands of refined blackirons. With these gloves, Ral has broken many enemy blades.

"Old man, are you finally willing to use the blade? Sayles saw Ral's movements, his pupils shrank, and he smiled slightly.

"Boy, I'll admit you're very good, and you're definitely the best of the younger generation I've seen. You are proud enough to be able to make the old man show his weapons. ”

"Everything will be known if you try it, senior, please make a move. Sayles responded.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Rahr use his legs hard, jumped high, and smashed directly into Sails with a punch from top to bottom.

"What a speed!" Sayles was secretly frightened, and then spread out and quickly avoided it.

With a "boom", Ral punched the ground into a large crater nearly two meters in diameter.

The copper hammer outside the arena muttered quietly: "What a grumpy old man." Then he recalled the scene when he smashed the ground in the Sea God Temple, and muttered, "I'm not afraid of smashing the ground." ”

Sails, who was on the field, was secretly afraid that if he was a little slower, he would definitely end up seriously injured. Ral's attack came too fast, even if he dodged quickly, he was still blown by the strong wind, and his right cheek was even scratched by the flying stones.

Lahr didn't give Sayles a chance to breathe, and threw another punch at him. This time, Sayles, who had already suffered a loss, narrowly avoided it.

Sayles secretly said in his heart: This old man is worthy of being a veteran title powerhouse, if it weren't for the fear of his hummingbird's strange attack, I'm afraid he would have been defeated by now. Even so, under such a violent attack, he definitely couldn't hold out for long, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

After a quick calculation in his heart, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly. If this continues, I will definitely last less than ten minutes. It seems that we can only fight with a risky move.

Sayles dodged one of Ral's attacks again, but instead of wandering around again, Sayles turned his sword and stabbed Rahr in the chest.

Ral laughed, "It's a good time!" and grabbed it directly with his invulnerable dark iron gloves.

Sayles was very quick with his sword, but Rahr was even faster.

I saw that Lal shot like lightning, and instantly grasped the long sword that Sails stabbed.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", the long sword broke in response, and Sails only felt a huge force coming from his hand, and his body flew out involuntarily.

Everyone outside the arena sighed, some regretted not being able to see the grand occasion of the birth of two title warriors in one day, and some were a kind of cat crying mouse who couldn't see others and couldn't look good in others.

Sayles, who was lying on the ground, struggled for a moment, and then slowly stood up.

"Deacon Ral is worthy of the name of a rock warrior, a yellow-haired boy is delusional and wants to challenge you!" said the little rooster who had just been promoted to a big warrior in the other field.

Ral, who was standing in the field, paid no attention to the situation around him, and looked at the darkiron gloves on his hands with a frown. After hearing the words of "Little Rooster", Ral's face suddenly turned blue, then red, and then red, and kept changing between blue and red.

Just when everyone was about to lose patience, Ral smiled bitterly, and then his facial expression became indifferent again, and he said lightly: "Terran warrior, Sails, promoted to the title of warrior." ”

Hearing this sound, the surroundings exploded instantly.

"No, it's Deacon Ral who won!"

"This Sails can't be a junior of Deacon Ral, and he blatantly released water. ”

"I don't feel like it'...... After all, Deacon Ral has always been known for his impartiality and strictness......"

"Then how do you explain it? Ten minutes have not been up, could it be said that this young man defeated Deacon Ral? Although this young man named Sayles is indeed outstanding, but to say that he can defeat Deacon Ral, I don't believe it first!"

"This ......"

Listening to the chatter around him, Rao Shilaer was prepared, and he couldn't help but sigh.