"How dare you hit me!" Varins' eyes were red and a hideous smile appeared on his face. A faint light suddenly flashed on his forehead, and a golden lion pattern appeared under the golden fluffy Liuhai.

"Beware, Your Highness!" Bill exclaimed, and when he wanted to rush over, he was stopped by the guards beside Varins, the gray-haired Bill was still brave, but the guards around Varins were not weak, and Bill had lost his right hand, and he couldn't break through the guard's barrier for a while. So he cast a pleading glance at Augustine on the side. As if to say, sir, please save Your Highness.

Unfortunately, Augustine watched the two brothers fight with relish, paying no attention to Bill's pleas.

As a fifteen or sixteen-year-old teenager, age should be the determining factor of strength, and eating more meat for one year means more strength. However, after the end, Merlin realized that he was wrong. Wallis's hands were as hard as steel, and his strength was much greater than Merlin's. If it weren't for Mei Xiaolin's knowledge of some grappling skills, he would have been lying down at this time. Even so, the scales of battle were gradually shifting in the direction of Varins. The so-called one force will drop ten, in many skills, if there is too much difference in strength, it is still impossible to make up for it.

Could it be that this is the result after awakening the mind beast, Merlin couldn't help but curse, why are others crossing into the talented, the tiger body is shocked, and the little brothers from all walks of life come to vote, but after they cross, it is such a tragic ending, exiled by their own father, hated by their brothers, and the only old Bill whose heart is towards him has a broken hand.

Dissatisfied, that is, dissatisfied, Merlin let out a cry in his heart, his whole body tightened, and the spine bones behind him crackled with a sound like fried beans, which was a sign of the initiation of the mountain in the Eight Duanjin, and without a sound, Merlin's back was attached to Variins's soft abdomen.

Poon, like a bow and arrow off the string, Varins flew diagonally more than three meters away, falling to the ground like a broken bag. "Be careful when you talk in the future, if you meet someone else, it won't be like this, and you will inevitably break your hands and feet. ”

"Don't worry, I'm going to Athens without a future, I guess you won't have a chance to meet me in the future!" Varins struggled to his feet, like a victorious little rooster, and proudly raised his head high.

"It's Rome, Your Highness Varins!" said Marion, frowning.

"Yes, the holy city of Rome. Wallis said smugly. "It's not a rural place like Adrianople, with its tall walls, holy temples, and gladiatorial arenas. You've never seen it!"

"Oh, congratulations, Your Highness Varins, you're going to the Holy City as a hostage!" Merlin couldn't help but scoff.

"Communication, is it communication, do you understand!" Wallis shouted angrily, "I told you hillbilly that you don't understand, I went to the Holy City to communicate, and I also went to the academy there to learn martial arts and knightly knowledge." When I return, I will be a noble knight. ”

Varins seemed to have no confidence in himself, muttered a few words and left. Merlin was lost in thought, it seemed that being exiled by Stiricus was not the worst case, and it was much more dangerous for Vallins to go to the Holy City as a hostage. However, if Varins could return alive from the Holy City, he would be the master of Adrianople, and Merlin would only be the lord of the remote Ashfurnace Valley.

"Win, Your Highness won!"

"Luck, luck!" Merlin said modestly, this body is too weak, and the gap between his strength and Varins is too great, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long. Merlin has been practicing Baduanjin in front of him for ten years, about two or three years after becoming the women's director, because the work is not going well, that period of time Merlin is depressed, and he indulges in bars in his spare time, and one day he met a retired old man in the park, and the two talked and hated to see each other late, and then Merlin often met the old man in the park, and he learned Baduanjin from him when he came and went. This practice is more than ten years. Merlin later learned that the old man was actually the head coach of the Imperial Sports General Bureau. Ten years later, Merlin's Baduanjin has been praised by the old man, although Merlin has not been in actual combat, but according to the old man, more than a dozen ordinary men are not Merlin's opponents at all.

It was not strange at all that Merlin re-cast the Eight Sections of Jinzhong to the Gang to the fierce mountain and fly out of the top of Valins, so Merlin secretly made up his mind that although he did not awaken the Mind Beast, he may not have the means to deal with the Awakened. However, this is Merlin's mistake, the time for Valins to awaken the Mind Beast is not long, so the gap between the two is limited, not as they grow older, the gap between the person who awakens the Mind Beast and ordinary people will gradually increase, if Merlin can't awaken the Mind Beast, even if the Eight Sections of the Beast is still not Varins's opponent, unless he trains the Eight Sections of the Beast to the fullest. You must know that the strength of the inch is already a legendary thing in the empire, and it is only passed on by word of mouth among martial arts people.

Varins actually wants to go to the Holy Empire to be a proton, which dilutes Merlin's joy a lot when he is going to the Ashrug Territory. The annual gold coin sent by the Holy Empire has always been the pride of Adrianople, and every year after receiving the enshrined gold coins, Stirico will drag the glittering gold coins around Adrianople in a horse-drawn cart, and the gold coins with a diameter of more than one meter swear the wealth of the Holy Empire and the strength of the King of Selis. When did Stirico need to send protons to the holy city of Rome? Merlin never figured out, little Merlin almost didn't care about these political things, all Merlin could know now was that the barbarians in the vague north had begun to move again, maybe the war had resumed. It's time for the King of Cyrese to strike again.

The lack of information casts a heavy shadow over Merlin's mind, and in the afternoon, Merlin continues to copy the book "The Sacred Covenant" for Augustine. Merlin still refused to touch the ancient scripture with his hand, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the ancient scriptures in front of him were hateful, as if countless souls were entangled in it.

The thick scriptures smelled disgusting, and Augustine actually flipped through the book with his saliva-stained fingers, and after he finished reading it, he continued to put his fingers in his mouth to lick it. Elder Arius's piety and madness made Merlin sigh to himself, and he resisted the discomfort in his heart. Holding up his sour right hand, he began to transcribe slowly.