Chapter 12 Wanghaitai (3) "As a sandbag, you are not qualified"
"Reason? A simple but accurate fact, on the Wanghai platform, there is a strong person that you can never defeat!"
Frank's voice clearly reached Gomez's ears, but his first feeling was that he didn't think so, just that this was the other party's nonsense after he was angry. The pen www.biquge.info glanced at Frank with disdain, shook the beautiful blonde hair again, and said proudly: "I, Gomez, the best genius in the country, the youngest high-ranking swordsman, and then, the other party is a strong man that I can never defeat? Ha! Interesting! So, who is that person? Is it you? If you want to tell a joke, then I think you have succeeded, unprecedented success! I can't help but laugh!"
Gomez's words were of course full of sarcasm, but Frank didn't care, he replied: "I also hope it was me, but unfortunately not, although I firmly believe that one day I can beat you......!
Frank stretched out his right hand, his thumb and forefinger slightly open, and the other three clasped tightly, clearly simulating a small object.
"A small rock...... Nope!"
He shook his head, and narrowed the distance between his open fingers a little—
"It's just a speck of dust. ”
Gomeston felt a fire of ignorance rushing over him, and he laughed angrily and asked, "Dust?
Gomez's eyes swept over Roche, and then instantly rejected this judgment in a flash, and suddenly, he saved something, and when he turned around, he saw the figure who was leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, raised his hand and pointed at it, with an exaggerated expression of "I don't read much, don't play with me", and said to Frank: "Could it be that you're talking about him?
There is a reason why Gomez reacted excessively, not because of racism or other more negative factors, but because he failed to shake off stereotypes about certain races.
The Hizas could be brilliant military strategists, politicians, artists, conspirators, and even merchants, hunters, scholars, and servants, but they rarely appeared in front of the world as warriors, a race that was not known for its personal prowess, and their culture did not support the birth of a peerless powerhouse.
Frank could understand Gomez's mood at the moment, he felt the same way at the beginning, and he believed that everyone in the world would feel the same way after hearing the same news for the first time. He did not make any unnecessary arguments, but only calmly but with a slight smug explanation: "He is not a Hezaite. He's really better than you. The gap between you is so big that you can't imagine it. ”
Frank is absolutely convinced of the realization that "Ye Guyun = unimaginably powerful", and he will welcome it as the truth. In this world, up to now, only he and Volkar have really seen Ye Guyun's ability, and only the two of them can roughly understand the horror of Ye Guyun.
"How can a legendary-level figure who can kill an ancient stone worm single-handedly be comparable to a mere high-level swordsman?"
"Are you serious?" Gomez said.
"Of course. Frank replied very simply.
"In fact, he was the main reason why we both missed the banquet tonight. "A true hero must be treated with enough respect in accordance with his status, so as the current and future masters of the Dominion of Crescent City and Castle of Ashlon, we brothers must personally accompany him on his journey." In fact, I think, oh, I'm not alone, that this level of hospitality is not enough! If possible, we should have a banquet, no less than tonight, for him alone. ”
Gomez was stunned, and then said angrily: "You mean, in your hearts, this guy's status is even higher than that of His Excellency Calf and many important members of the Purple Lily Order?!"
Roche looked very calm, and he said, "You can understand it that way. ”
"Good!good!" Gomez was furious, "I want to see how good this guy is!"
After speaking, he turned around and walked towards Ye Guyun.
"Hey, hillbilly, I heard you're very good?!" Gomez's hand was very casually on Ye Guyun's shoulder.
The attitude was particularly unfriendly.
It's no wonder that he was first "deliberately ignored" before, and then provoked by words that touched himself, and finally even his mentor Calf was not spared, and was tragically "maliciously slandered".
Gomez was still a young man after all, young and vigorous.
Ye Guyun turned around and glanced at Gomez.
In fact, he didn't listen carefully to the conversation between the first three people at all, from beginning to end, not a word. Because, the sea beyond Wanghaitai is a little similar to a certain scene in his memory, which makes him unconsciously think of some people and certain things......
This situation can be recalled, but it was ...... at the time
Sadness, loneliness, pain and even despair filled my heart in an instant......
In order to "remember" the complex emotions here, Ye Guyun very decisively took off the "Knowing Words" gem, and threw away this powerful translator, and the intense but incomprehensible dialogue between the three people behind him can be regarded as an out-of-tune song, although it is a little noisy, but the impact on him is minimized.
However, in the end, it was inevitable to deal with these chaotic and troublesome entanglements - from the first step on the lookout, he had full consciousness.
So, what should be done about it? by what means, and with what attitude?
Ye Guyun's choice is simple and crude! For example...... Fist. This kind of unreasonable thing is the most pleasing thing. First, he didn't know what kind of argument had happened between the three of them, second, the position he had already chosen determined that he had no other choice, and third, he was disturbed and very unhappy......
So, he reactivated the Translation Jewel, shook his shoulders violently, flicked the hand on it away, and shook the other party back three steps in a row, and at the same time turned around, glanced at it, and said with an expressionless face:
"Get out!
Gomez froze, not because of the meaning of the words, but because of the words themselves—a completely foreign language that could not be understood. Then, as the whole sentence ended, and the meaning was fully expressed by the translated gem, he was truly furious.
"Hillbilly!
Gomez hurried forward and once again put his hand on the shoulder of Ye Guyun, who had already turned his head back-he wanted to turn this rude guy around, and then teach him a hard lesson, but before he could exert his strength, he was shocked back again by the other party in the same way.
"I said, don't mess with me. ”
As Gomez wished, Ye Guyun turned around completely, but in a way that was not what he had imagined. The strangely dressed and tattered guy was frowning and looking at him calmly, a unique temperament that was self-exuding, and he couldn't tell what it was, but Gomez didn't care, just the strangeness that inevitably came when he met a stranger from a different culture for the first time.
Somehow, a sense of danger suddenly came to mind, but Gomez, whose mind was overrun by anger, easily ignored it.
"Hmph, they both said you were very good......
"That's right, I'm pretty good, ordinary people aren't my opponents, and neither are you. Ye Guyun's face didn't have too many expressions, and he couldn't hear too much emotion in his words, as if he was calmly recounting an indisputable fact.
However, for the person concerned, this attitude is undoubtedly more infuriating, not to mention that his "tirade" that he originally wanted to boost morale was interrupted from it, and he was filled with grievances. So, full of rage, Gomez clenched his fists tightly and said hatefully: "Good! Good! Originally, I just wanted to fight you, but now I have changed my mind, and I have decided that I must humiliate you completely!"
"I said, don't mess with me. ”
"Fxxk! provoke your uncle!" Gomez, who had received a good knightly education since childhood, burst out into foul language, apparently his anger was already monstrous.
Punching with hatred is inevitable, but even in this moment of anger filling his head, Gomez is still able to maintain a rigorous discipline, showing a good level of training and excellent fighting instincts, which shows that his reputation as a genius is not in vain.
However, none of this worked -
Gomez put on a standard boxing stance, then strode forward, and rushed towards Ye Guyun's face with a swift straight punch in his right hand.
He envisioned that his opponent would have to pay a price to receive such a powerful punch, and then he would be followed by a tricky uppercut from his free left hand, and his advantage would be established in one fell swoop, and the rout would begin from there. Even if the opponent's strength is really good, it doesn't matter if he can barely take these two punches, because he has a sharper series of attacks in the back.
He has always attacked like this, and he has always won like this, and he is used to this, without exception, it is really rare for a character of the same age to be able to survive more than ten rounds under his rapid offensive without a quick defeat.
Gomez didn't think there would be an accident this time, but it happened after all.
The proud ferocious right hand was easily removed, and then the sharply angled left hook was also steadily intercepted, so the result was a little surprising, but it was expected, but when he wanted to immediately launch a further attack, he found that his body had left the ground and flew into the air above him.
He was struck! Received a kick in the abdomen! The force contained in it made him fly upside down!
Gomez was shocked! But the tragedy with him as the protagonist is only the beginning, and in the future, the development, the climax, and the ending will come one after another.
In mid-air, before he could exhale pain in his convulsive abdomen, he noticed a strange sole suddenly appearing on the side of his face.
Syllable~!
The two came into close contact, making a solid and dull sound. Then, the out-of-control body was still out of control, but it no longer flew upward, but fell fiercely to the ground in a straight line.
Yes~~!
It wasn't until a series of frictions between his back and the ground that Gomez finally let out his first howl.
Dizzy and unable to distinguish between the West and the East, Gomez is in a very bad state, and he is also trying to break free from this state, regroup, and decide again.
"I haven't lost yet!"
He did it, and came to his senses as quickly as he could. However, after waking up, he found that his body and limbs had been firmly locked by his opponent, and at the same time, a fist appeared in front of him and quickly expanded......
The fist didn't fall, it stopped firmly above the tip of the nose, and the distance was so close that each could feel the other's presence.
Gomez stared blankly at his fist, gasping for air, and to be honest, he hadn't figured out why he had lost so quickly, so completely, so weakly. At this moment, confusion replaced anger and temporarily occupied his heart, until he felt a lightness on his body, the man loosened his grip, stood up, Shi Shiran turned his head and left, and then, generally dusting off the dust on his body very casually, he lightly dropped such a sentence:
"As a punching bag, you don't qualify. ”
In an instant, Godless' eyes widened, and anger drove away all other emotions and reigned over his heart again.
Straighten, get up, turn, sprint, jump, gather strength, punch! Gomez threw a punch that was even sharper than before, and hit Ye Guyun's head again.
"Ahh
Two exclamations came from the two brothers, who had never expected that Gomez, who had always demanded from me with absolute gentlemanly standards, would make such a move, which was no different from a sneak attack, even though they understood that the genius was in a rage.
"Oh!"
Another exclamation in unison, this time no longer containing anything else, purely out of surprise at what had happened to Gomez.
In the face of the ferocious flying punch, Ye Guyun turned around calmly as if he had expected it, Zama, raised his left arm horizontally over his head, and easily caught it without knowing what method of unloading the force, and his body only shook slightly. Then, the right fist landed on Gomez's face in the right place, and the seemingly unsurprising punch contained great force, causing Gomez to spit blood and fly upside down again.
"I said, as a punching bag, you are not qualified. ”
"Damn......" Gomez shook his head, wiped the corners of his mouth, and struggled to get to his feet again.
At this moment, from the corridor of the city wall behind Wanghaitai, there was a sound of metal friction when the sword was drawn, and then, a voice shouted:
"Protect the Commander!"