The trauma he suffered would recover quickly under the influence of his astonishing physique, but it was so absurd that he doubted that the psychological impact of his life experience on his three views and beliefs could accompany him for the rest of his life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Melancholy is melancholy, but now, he has to fight for the chance he still has a chance to doubt life.

"Isn't it just killing a little cub, so much nonsense. The muscular man spat out from the opening of the iron helmet: "I'm on, you are not allowed to do anything, I hate that someone is standing behind me with a weapon, I can't help but attack him." ”

"Don't despise your judge, he defeated a Templar in the final of the tournament, and the three of them went together. The warden on the rostrum reminded loudly, "Don't show mercy!"

"These murderers...... You just beg them to show mercy, and they won't pay attention to you. The Countess hid her face and smiled, "It's a pity for such a lovely and energetic little fellow, and when he dies, I'm going to cut off that thing from his lower body and stuff it all over and make it into a fake hanging, that feel...... It's not as good as hard, and when my husband is away, I'll never be lonely again. ”

The hairs on Rod's body stood on end, not only because his ears were sharp enough to hear the woman's words, but also because the three arena fighters were looking at him in unison.

Of course, the Templars were not all as young and beautiful as Ellen defeated by Rhodes, and they were more powerful than they were - this Order of Light was not armed in many people, but it was the elite of the continent.

As a violent institution directly under the Church, the Templars and their subordinate paladins could not be as numerous as the regular army, causing fear from the outside world, so they worked quality - only those who could pass the test to become a great swordsman before the age of twenty could apply to join, and after passing the faith review, they would become the lowest-ranking member of the armed forces of the Order, commonly known as the Holy Warrior. Promoted through the accumulation of strength and seniority, reaching the pinnacle, and being promoted to the rank of Templar after the approval of the Pope or all the archbishops.

Every Templar Knight is a top-level master in a thousand, and even if his average strength is less than the Sword Saint level, he is much stronger than the ordinary high-level Great Sword Master...... The three arena fighters who entered the arena to be in charge of the trial were full of vigor and swept through the Eight Desolations in this underground black arena, but they were not qualified to touch such a strong person at all.

This little sissy in front of you, who is as thin as a rib, has defeated the Templar Knight?

Just listening to this sentence, the three "inquisitors", who did not know and did not want to know about current affairs, already felt that their lives were threatened, and they instinctively agreed that they must join forces to deal with this guy, even if they are still not opponents, and they will not show fear. In the arena, no one will show mercy.

"The one being judged doesn't have weapons yet!" the dwarf still refuses to give up all attempts to help his friend, "even if it's just superficial fairness, there must be a little bit of it!"

The audience showed a wall-weed-like attitude: this time the dwarves' opinions were resoundingly unanimous.

"Of course, he'll have a sword. Seeing that the situation was not good, the warden intervened: "But in order to punish him for holding the wife of the local lord and Count Leonard hostage, he will not get a real sword, do you think, ma'am?"

"Good idea, I can't accept three crazy people against an unarmed cutie. ”

The warden turned his head to look left and right, walked to the weapon rack next to the rostrum, took a decorative wooden sword from it, and threw it vigorously into the arena, and the long object in the shape of a sword rolled and turned in the air several times, and finally stuck in the sand not far in front of the boy. Rod pulled it out and found that it was not filled with lead or any other metal - it was a real wooden sword, not even a training sword, unedged and weightless, and almost zero in damage.

Sadly, it seems that he is now going to rely on this toy to defend himself.

Seeing that the young man had no intention of objecting, the owner of the arena was satisfied with his acquaintance and cooperation, clapped his hands and shouted: "Now, you can place bets in the hands of several wandering staff, and the content of our contest today is -- whether this young man is guilty or not? Please don't be stingy with the gold and silver coins in your hand, in this boring and cruel world, you will rarely encounter such an exciting pastime again! The trial will begin immediately!"

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With a thunderous noise, the audience frantically surrounded the arena employees scattered in various regions and began to participate in this "trial" by betting on it. The special identity of the young man in the arena and the unprecedented freshness of the martial arts trial made everyone enthusiastic, and by the time the staff left the audience, they were almost unable to move the cash box.

The four people in the arena did not move, and the three old fighters knew the rules - they could not use their hands until the owner of the arena spoke, and Rhodes saw that the three of them did not move, so he had to hold the toy wooden sword and wait.

By the time all trivial matters such as betting were dealt with, the face of the owner of the arena was already smiling like a flower. He waved his big hand heroically: "Martial arts trial, begin!"

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The words had fallen, but the battle was not on the verge of breaking out, and the outlaws of the three arenas watched Rhodes vigilantly. They hadn't even learned the use of Dou Qi systematically, and they were potential opponents with no mutual trust, so how could they deal with someone who could defeat the Templars?

Rhodes tensed his nerves, he knew what kind of Templar he was defeating. The three guys on the other side were menacing on their faces, and their individual strength might not be as good as the group of men in black who chased him yesterday, with his physical fitness and the high-quality teaching and training he received, if he didn't hesitate to fight with him, he would normally overthrow the three people in front of him and play with them - but now, he was holding a toy wooden sword that didn't even have a metal core, while the three people on the other side were all holding weapons that they were not used to dealing with.

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No one in the world is born serious, calm and reliable, and Grom, who has been teaching Rhodes swordsmanship since childhood, is naturally not the same as he was in his boy's impression from the beginning. When the great swordsman was young, he either worked for others to lick the blood with his sword, or traveled all over the world, and he had encountered all kinds of people and things, not to mention some shady tricks or obscene methods...... But in spite of this, what he himself often used and taught his little master was definitely "clean" and mainstream, and never criticized combat skills - those unconventional tricks, as long as you knew a little about how to deal with them, and with Rod's status, he would not use those tricks in his life.

(A high-ranking nobleman can win beautifully in the martial arts arena, and it is not the duty of this class to fight and kill each other.) In such an atmosphere of concept, Rhodes first trained and became accustomed to using a series of movements and techniques that relied on the efficient use of physical strength and muscles, with fast attacks or blocking counterattacks as the core idea, all based on the fact that the caster had a sword in his hand, and the enemy used a conventional weapon of similar shape, such as a sword.

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