The duel between the strong of the Holy Rank, whether it is a real fight or a fake fight, must attract enough attention. Even if it is a fake fight on the surface, but in the middle of the fight, what if one side suddenly moves in earnest? In fact, the destructive power of both sides is too great, and as long as one side loses its temper in the middle of the fight, it is very likely to be a disaster.

Kevin, of course, hurriedly exited the sheriff's building and began to evacuate the surrounding people. Set up roadblocks at surrounding intersections to allow vehicles and pedestrians to detour. The loudspeaker broadcast over and over again, telling everyone that this was not a drill! It was not a drill!

"Sir, there's a bunch of prisoners in there," the sheriff hurriedly reported, "do you want to go in and transfer?"

Kevin still waved his hand: "There is not so much time, let's evacuate the people first." At least a no-man's land with a radius of about a kilometer is vacated. ”

"Sir, then we'll take you with us to avoid it, right?" a few sheriffs came up and suggested.

"No, the sheriff has a duty and an obligation to stay here," Kevin replied, "and don't worry, they won't be too hard, after all, there are people he wants to save on the side." ”

"Then sir, in that case, why don't we go and watch?" suggested the sheriff, "and we, as sheriffs, have an obligation...... Onlookers watched them. ”

"Don't watch!" Kevin flatly refused, "Saint-level powerhouses are dueling, don't watch!, unless you are also a saint-level, or a special person." Because once there is a victory or defeat, it is easy to cause the loser to become angry and angry, and finally make a big move!"

"Yes. ”

"Yes," Sain nodded in agreement, "that's what my father taught me." They are a small circle of Saint-level powerhouses, and they roughly know the details of each other, and they also roughly know the strength and weakness. But he won't say it to the outside world, unless he also steps into the circle of the Holy Rank powerhouse. ”

"Of course, this is true at home," Kevin adds, "and it is different abroad." ”

Bang, bang, bang, bang, a violent collision came from inside the building, as if a construction team inside was demolishing houses with a sledgehammer, sometimes dense, sometimes sparse. There is a whirring wind in the middle, whether it is a fist wind or a leg wind, or a clothes belt, everyone doesn't know. Everyone can only imagine as much as possible, how the two of them fist and leg, and what strength to make such a sound. After imagining it, there is a deeper fear.

However, although Kevin and the others retreated, there were still people there. This person is naturally Kunna who is still in the cage, and she can't run even if she wants to.

She had seen the whole thing, but she still hadn't figured it out. Early in the morning, when I was sleeping in a daze, someone suddenly lifted the quilt, and then a temporary worker came running to arrest him?

Then he was beaten and thrown into this strange cage. And then they were brought here. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't shout, and I was banned. Smash the cage yourself, kick the cage, and no one pays attention.

Then, a masked man in black rushed in, his figure a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. Then our school's librarian came over and introduced the cage to the man in black. Quinna was shocked at this time, this cage is so dangerous? Is this still the style of a sheriff? Is there still human rights?

And all this seems to be just to prove something, that the librarian is not afraid of power? Where did I offend the librarian? I borrowed the book and didn't return it, or did I damage the book?

But soon the librarian was beaten by the man in black, which made her watch very cool. Many people came out to persuade them, but they were all knocked away. In the end, I had to splash to relieve it, which is really ...... It stinks.

However, the matter did not settle and she was still in the cage. Another woman jumped out and fought with the man in black, which was outrageous and messy. Although I listened to their conversation, I couldn't understand it. If you think about it, the whole thing is full of this sense of disobedience, as if it was a joke?

Is it really a joke? Is it some kind of special holiday? Thinking of this, it finally dawned on Quinna. I secretly thought that I was the daughter of a dignified earl, how could I really go to prison? It is estimated that my father found a group of people to act for himself and scare himself.

In this case, as a noble daughter, she can't lose her dignity even if she is in prison. So she stabilized her mood, pulled the sheets from the bed, and tore a simple apron for herself by hand. The embarrassment of wearing only underwear is avoided. Then she sat elegantly on the bed, looking at the two people facing each other outside the cage, and smiled gracefully.

The Holy Rank powerhouse looked at the six roads, and the strange actions here were naturally also seen in his eyes. The pseudo-saint didn't know who was inside, but she couldn't help complaining: "Who is this, so happy to be in prison?"

The Assassin leader was silent, only striking with his fists. But the opponent's block seems to be an understatement, and the figure does not retreat at all. I thought that as a mage, melee combat was always not a strong point, and after so many years in prison, my skills would always degrade a little.

But he didn't expect the other party to bless himself with light spells, and forcibly raised his physical ability to the same level as the assassin leader. The tricks are even more bizarre, even if the Assassin Guild is well-informed, it is actually unprecedented. The two sides went back and forth dozens of times, and they were still evenly divided, which had to surprise the Assassin Guild.

"What kind of tricks are these?" the other party was not an enemy, so he was surprised and simply asked directly.

The pseudo-saint smiled: "Nothing. I've been studying the human body for a long time, and I'll get bored if I study too much. Occasionally, you have to change your thinking, so these tricks are a by-product of research. There is nothing else to do in prison, but to move your muscles and bones. ”

"By-product!" the Assassin leader took two steps back and looked at it for a moment, "Even the by-product is so powerful, I wonder what the original product will be?"

"The genuine products are all theories, you are not interested," the pseudo-saintess shook her hand and couldn't help complaining, "Your warrior's arms are really hard, and it still hurts to knock after blessing magic." ”

"Your fighting skills are no longer inferior to those of a warrior," the Assassin Guild said, "It seems that I will have to practice hard when I go back, otherwise I will not even be as good as a mage in close combat." ”

"That's what I said," the pseudo-saint girl smiled, "My kind of fighting technique is only effective at the low-level level, and in the high-level situation, everyone fights for their fighting spirit, and their fighting spirit is dozens of meters long. ”

"There are always special circumstances that will be useful, such as today," the Assassin leader turned his head to look at the cage, "if she fights here, she will be in danger." ”

The pseudo-saint nodded, and then took a closer look at the cage, in which the magic array was transparent, of course the pseudo-saint also knew it, and couldn't help but sigh: "This cage is really terrifying, who is locked up here? Is it dangerous?"

The Assassin Guild shook his head, avoiding the topic, "Let's discuss your fighting skills, shall we?"

The pseudo-saint smiled bitterly: "After studying the advantages and disadvantages of various functions of the human body, the things that are made casually are of course also referred to some well-known fighting skills. There is no name, and it does not contain vindictive hand-to-hand combat skills. No big deal. ”

"But the surrounding light elements have gathered a lot, what's going on?" the Assassin leader asked, "Most mages are good at building elemental positions, this set of fists ......"

"You can see it," the pseudo-saint smiled, "The fist and spiritual power are carried out together, and at the same time as the move, it will automatically start to gather the surrounding light elements, and then bless itself, and then gather again when it moves, and theoretically it will become stronger and stronger." However, in actual combat, it is also necessary to consider the opponent's movement and the degree of dispersal caused to the elements. ”

"But even so, even if you are not a light mage, you can exert a little power. If a warrior with a strong body naturally doesn't need to strengthen himself with the light system," the pseudo-saint even stretched out her hand at the end, "Do you want to learn? I can teach you." ”

"Yes, but I think I'm pretty much done. After the Assassin President finished speaking, he suddenly dodged and kicked the false saint in the lower abdomen.

"Wow!" the pseudo-saint exclaimed, and subconsciously blocked the counterattack according to the trick just now.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's flying leg was just a little light, and the pseudo-saintess immediately counterattacked, but it was lightly pushed away by the opponent, and the angle and direction and the strength of the move were exactly the same as the pseudo-saintess just now. In just a moment, he has learned a whole new martial arts.

"Alright, I can't beat you anymore," the pseudo-saint hurriedly surrendered and took two steps back, "It's you, it's really not your opponent in terms of martial arts." ”

The Assassin President was slightly disappointed: "Is this the end?

"If you really want to fight, I can accompany you," the pseudo-saint girl turned her hand into a sword and pulled a sword flower, "Do you want to continue?"

"Oh, you've also created swordsmanship?" the Assassin leader's eyes lit up.

"Not really," the pseudo-saint shook her head, "I'm not a warrior after all, but there are a lot of new spells. ”

The Assassin Guild glanced at the cage and finally shook his head, "Forget it, next time." ”

"So, ...... you" The pseudo-saint also put away her spell and turned her head to look at the cage, "Do you want to resist the whole cage?"

The Assassin President shook his head, said no more, and walked out of the Sheriff's Building. Inside the cage, Kunna continued to be elegant, but her eyes were full of doubt.

Outside the building, Kevin and the sheriffs stood in a row, each facing the enemy. Kevin had already subconsciously wanted to hold his head, while Sain was carrying a bucket of, and by the way, he could splash it again at any time.

The Assassin Guild walked slowly, pocket in his pocket, and his eyes piercing, and walked up to Kevin. The mood seems to be extremely unstable, as if he is about to pull out his fist and hit someone at any time. Kevin didn't dare to look at him, just craned his neck and waited to be beaten.

"Kevin!" the Assassin President said suddenly.

"Ahhh......h

"I haven't done it yet!" the Assassin president shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry," Kevin embarrassed, "I...... There may be a psychological shadow. ”

"I'll give you a condition," the Assassin Guild said, holding out a finger, "I'm not going to rob the prison again, I'm talking." But as a condition, I want her to live in an ordinary prison, not in such a dangerous cage. ”

Everyone was stunned, and Kevin couldn't help but look up into the other party's eyes: "This ......"

The Assassin Guild was patient and waited for him to reply.

Kevin pondered for a long time, but still replied, "I want to believe in your sincerity, and I can understand the danger of living in such a cage." But ......"

Hearing the "but", the Assassin President clenched his fists. Kevin caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but feel nervous, trying to find some suitable words.

The Assassin President spoke slowly, "Such a dangerous cage also violates basic human rights, isn't it?

"There's no way," Kevin replied, "it's all about being small." Now there is a power that is much more powerful than the sheriff, and the sheriff can only do that. ”

"So, you're still reluctant to give her a regular prison?" the Assassin leader asked.

Kevin was silent for a moment, but still replied proudly: "After three days, I can make her a bigger cage so that she can have more space to move." In addition to the bed and toilet, you can also give her a dining table and a bathroom. It can also improve her diet. But the enchantment, we won't change. ”

Before the Assassin could make a move, Sain had already poured a bucket of on Kevin. even directly stabbed Kevin's head, and everyone on the side subconsciously took a step back and vacated a semicircle.

Kevin: "......"

In the middle of the bang, Kevin finally took the bucket off his head and looked at the Assassin Leader with confused eyes, but he was gone.

"Sir, the man in black is gone," the sheriff stepped forward, "Sir, shall we wash you down?"

Kevin nodded, subconsciously looking left and right: "What about Sain?"

"Chief Sain has just left, and he ......," the subordinate reported.

"Call him!" Kevin waved angrily. The people below had to be ordered to chase after him, and the corners of his mouths were smiling.

At this time, on the other side, the high-level side of the Crumble Sect had already exploded. Kevin finally made a move on Quinna, and to be honest, they admired Kevin's courage. Even they couldn't understand how this kind of reckless young man had survived to the present, and it was unbelievable that he could still hold so much power.

Anyway, Kevin moved. They then moved on to add fuel to their fire. If Quinna had been injured and died, the account would have gone to Kevin's head as well.

While Kevin was escorting, they prepared an assassination along the road, but they were unsuccessful. A few parrots disappeared along the way, but it wasn't a big deal.

The Assassin leader soon entered the sheriff's building, where they didn't know what was going on, except that another sheriff came out with a bucket and made ten buckets of, which was unclear.

Subsequently, martial law was imposed in the neighborhood, and residents were evacuated, and there was a lot of movement, and it was as if the houses were being demolished. But soon the assassin would grow up and say a few words to Kevin, but the tone was actually very "weak".

At that time, the parrot nearby heard that the Assassin President actually said that he would not rob the prison anymore and let Kevin change the cage? In the impression of the three archbishops, where is this the line that a saint-level powerhouse would say? Kevin also raised his head to refute, but in the end, he was detained by his own people with a bucket of.

A bunch of things are extremely confusing, and all the clues are intermittent, so that they can't understand anything. The dignified assassin president, who can stab Kevin to death with one finger, can't save his daughter?

"No matter," said an archbishop, "we still have a killer anyway, let him in and kill Quinna." Either way, Kevin was convicted of at least one charge of poor protection. ”

"How can it be that easy?" replied another, "Kevin must have been prepared for it, maybe there are a bunch of traps in there." ”

"There's always a way, haven't we already brought in a bunch of believers, let them make trouble," said an archbishop, "to the square, to the palace, to the teleportation array, to the madness." At that time, a large number of sheriffs will inevitably be dispatched, and the rear will be empty, so there will naturally be an opportunity. ”

The three of them were silent for a while. Gradually, all three agreed: "Speaking of which, we don't know that killer very well." Even if he died, it wouldn't be a big deal. ”

And these believers were meant to make trouble, but now it's just killing two birds with one stone. ”

"But the problem is with the Assassin President," someone came to his senses, "what are we going to do if he thinks it's our work and goes straight to us for trouble?"

"Does he have proof?" asked an archbishop.

"Of course there is!" the sound came from the rooftop.

The three of them were shocked, and hurriedly pushed the door out, looking around, but there was no half a figure at all.

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