Downton's talent is to fight and move the stars, except for physical strikes, he can absorb almost any legal attack and rebound.

The blue sphere, like a mass of seawater, was full of soft texture, and the frost bounced against it, and when absorbed, it shook irregularly, and then stabilized.

With a thud, the frost bullet was fired.

Little Grandet was too slow to react, and he didn't expect Downton's talent to be so difficult, and he was hit in the chest by a frost bullet.

Bang, little Grande, who had a shameless sneak attack, fell, spat out another mouthful of blood, the frost bomb exploded, and the ogre suit made a meritorious service, otherwise this blow would have made him half dead.

"Rare talent!"

Liszt subconsciously shouted out and stared at Downton, his eyes full of jealousy.

Ordinary people condense soul seeds, and within three days of becoming magicians, they will open the soul talent, which is a gift from God to the people, and it is a magical ability.

There are many types of talents, which can be roughly divided into attack system, defense system, support system, summoning system, etc., according to the use, and Downton's talent with both offense and defense is very rare and is also known as a rare talent.

There is no way for Liszt not to be jealous, there is no law to follow in the formation of talent, whether it is good or bad, it completely depends on personal luck.

You can spend tens of millions of gold coins to buy rarer martial arts above the Dragon Slayer Rank, and even Legendary magic equipment, but you can never buy rare talents.

"This guy who was favored by Lady Luck!"

The tavernkeeper's eyes also flashed with envy, not only him, but as long as it was a magician, it was Yishui's expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Melissa and Barak the Minotaur are two exceptions, as their talents are equally rare.

The huge pain and the anger of being beaten had already made little Grandet lose his calm, and talent had always been his hole card, so instinctively, he shot three more shots.

The power of the talent is increasing with the increase of rank, with Downton's strength, you can only take one at a time, otherwise the blue liquid star cluster will exceed the containment limit and be exploded.

Boom, a frost bomb collided with the soul shield, and the exploding ice spread.

Downton waved his shield and blocked the second one, but his body was also shocked and took two steps back, and then Douzhuan Xing moved to take one of Zuihou, and then reflected.

Bang, little Grande was hit again, and he screamed in pain.

"Hmph, do you see? This is the gap in equipment, that poor postman still has to lose!" Liszt sneered, not forgetting to remind, "Little Grande, use your magic ornaments!"

"Downton, I'm going to kill you!" a diamond-shaped shield suddenly sprang out of little Grande's body, revolving around his body, and he raised his right hand, and the jeweled ring on his index finger shot out six coconut-sized hurricane flame projectiles.

This is the magic costume that Grandet bought for his son's life, which belongs to the elite level, and it cost him 100,000 gold coins.

Despite his reputation as a miser, old Grandet was still very willing to spend money on his only son.

"It's over, Downton is dead!"

"The local tyrant is just powerful, he can't afford to provoke him!"

The mercenaries sighed, the Hurricane Flame Charge is a sixth-order soul magic, six bursts of firepower, which can blast through any soul-level fire escape.

For a moment, Downton regretted not going into battle with a ghoul minions, but he quickly dismissed that thought.

People have a natural aversion and fear of the creatures of the dark camp, if Downton takes it, the image will inevitably plummet, even if the civilians don't say anything, they will reduce their dealings with him, and besides, the war space is opened, and it will take three seconds to release the ghouls, it's too late.

"Barak, give me a tomahawk!"

Downton yelled, there was no trace of panic in his voice, and he did not give up resistance.

Boom, the first fire bomb hit the shield raised by Downton, and the powerful shock caused by the impact and explosion made his left hand hurt greatly, and he couldn't hold the shield anymore, and flew out of his hand.

Boom, the second launch came.

Downton did not retreat but advanced, and pounced on Little Grande, his dignity did not allow him to escape, and then the soul shield was burst.

"You don't want to die?"

The onlookers were shocked, but they didn't expect that at this time, the young man was still thinking about counterattacking, and then in the next second, a third flame shot came.

Boom, the stars were blown up, and the little sparks drifted away like fireflies.

"He's still trying to turn the tables!" Melissa's eyes lit up, and in adversity, the most essential characteristics of a person will be revealed, and Downton's tenacity and tenacity make this beautiful woman praise.

The tavern owner couldn't help but nodded, and even had the idea of helping him, but he quickly suppressed it, and once this happened, his identity was revealed.

"Downton, take the axe, cut him down!"

The minotaur roared, his arm muscles tensed, and his brute force exploded, grabbing and tearing the dragon's teeth, and threw it in front of Downton.

The tomahawk was extremely fast, like a thunderbolt, and roared with the sound of breaking wind.

Downton took a look at the tomahawk out of the corner of his eye, calculated the time of arrival, and strode forward, then stretched out his long arm and grasped the handle of the axe steadily.

Bang, a golden fist rune the size of a watermelon appeared above Downton's head, and the clenched posture was full of liliang feeling.

The power of the giants is unleashed!

The huge liliang instantly filled every inch of Downton's muscles, allowing him to easily offset the inertia brought by the throw, and then swing down!

Giant Slash!

Boom, the fourth flame bomb that shot in front of him was slashed, and in the flying brilliant fire, Downton once again swung and tore the dragon's teeth.

Boom, boom, zuihou two hurricane flame bombs were exploded.

There was a dead silence in the audience, and the onlookers seemed to be swept by the cold current of the northern permafrost, as if they were chilling cicadas, and they all stared at Downton with a look of disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

The mercenaries didn't expect Downton to forcibly intercept the flame bomb in such a burst way, it was a mess for a tough guy.

The proud hole cards were torn apart, and it was still in this fierce posture that little Grandet was completely frightened, looking at the pounced Downton, his legs trembled, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge.

"Die!"

The blow of tearing the dragon's teeth shattered little Grande's shield, grazed his nose and cut it off, boom, dust flew up, rubble was scattered, and the ground was smashed into a half-meter-deep ravine.

Poof, little Grande couldn't hold it anymore, and sat down on the ground with a pale face, a stream of yellow urine soaked through the leather armor and overflowed.

Downton picked up his right foot and slammed it into his face.

Nosebleeds and blood-stained teeth splattered, and little Grandet fell to the ground and fainted.

On the long street, there was silence.

Downton tilted his head and let the warm sunlight shine on his face, he looked at the flowing clouds, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but yell.

The sixteen-year-old boy, with his courage and tenacity, tasted the first glass of victory in his life!

The applause rang out louder and louder, and the townsfolk looked at Downton, and for the first time noticed that this shabby-dressed postman boy was so attractive.

The mercenaries and adventurers didn't have that many ideas, and they had seen a lot of this kind of fighting, so they swarmed around and asked for the price of tearing the dragon's teeth.

"I'm not selling, please give way!" Downton pushed through the crowd and walked towards Barak.

"Withstood the soul sixth-order magic blow, without any damage, it is definitely an excellent-level weapon?"

"No, judging from the power of the blessed magic effect, it should be at the perfect level!"

"A civilian with a perfect-level weapon? What are you kidding?"

The mercenaries were talking noisily, looking at the torn dragon tooth glowing with a pale blue light in Downton's hand, greedy like a maned dog, eager to take it for themselves.

Even if it's just an excellent level, at least it's more than 100,000 gold coins, how can these poor jingle mercenaries not covet it?

If it weren't for the fact that they were still in the town, some mercenaries with unclean hands and feet would have been impatient to rob them

"Rubbish!" Liszt cursed as he looked at the unconscious little Grande, and then walked quickly to Downton, the tomahawk, he also wanted.

This battle axe carved with the pattern of the troll clan is one and a half meters long, and the handle of the thigh bone and the huge axe blade in the shape of the beast's teeth make it full of tribal flavor, coupled with a heavy posture, it is very visually tense, and the domineering and wild are incomparable.

"Downton, fifty thousand gold coins, I bought this battle axe. Liszt's eyes greedily looked at the bright red tribal emblem painted on the blade of the axe, and he couldn't put it down, "What is the magic effect?

"I said it, don't sell it!" Downton frowned, the mayor's son didn't look down on them at all, so the two sides didn't cross paths at all, but he had also heard that this guy had a very bad character, and the people who provoked him were all repaired badly.

"Say it again?" Liszt's face sank and threatened, "You've probably forgotten that this is Morning Mist, and I'm the mayor's son." ”

"Fifty thousand gold coins, you might as well grab them, one hundred thousand gold coins, I bought them!" A one-eyed strong man stretched out his hand, pushed away the crowd, and squeezed over.

"You don't want to make a living in Morning Mist?" Liszt dismissed, "I'll give you one day and get out of town, or you'll be in good hands." ”

"Phew, Lao Tzu is waiting for you!" The one-eyed man is not a good thing, he reached out and grabbed the torn dragon tooth, "I'll take a look, how can this little broken town have a perfect level weapon, it should be an elite level, buy it with 100,000 gold coins, I will lose it." ”

Before the giant's power disappeared, Downton slapped the one-eyed man's palm and glared at him without showing weakness.

"Boy, don't be ignorant!" the one-eyed man grinned and grabbed Downton's neck, the huge pain in his hand did not make him jealous, but he was more eager to ask for this battle axe, a perfect-level weapon, which would increase his combat effectiveness by at least three times.

Downton cursed and prepared for war.

"Let him go!" Barak walked over and shoved the one-eyed man in the chest.

This strong man, who was close to two meters, actually couldn't stand steadily, and staggered back a few steps.

The minotaur stomped his foot violently, and a halo exploded under his feet, and in his hand there was a three-meter-long pillar that could be hugged by one person, which was carried as easily as a bean sprout, and the violent characteristics were obvious.

The atmosphere froze, and the fierce eyes of both sides collided in the air.